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“I wasn’t on a date. Don’t jump to conclusions. I should be mad seeing my woman pressed between two men. A thruple? Is that what you want? I can make you feel like you’re being fucked by two men.”

Now I’m full blown horny which just makes me even more mad at him. He shouldn’t be so…hypnotic.

“You’re delusional and ridiculous. I’m not your woman. You don’t know me.”

“I know your body and how to make your pussy cry for me. That’s half the battle.”

“Is this how you speak at work? Probably over there freaking out your patients.”

"I have outstanding bedside manner, but I'm not working right now. Besides, your sister is a patient, but you're about to get fucked. "

My hand goes to my chest and I look around as if he somehow managed to get inside my house. I hate that I’m disappointed when he doesn’t pop out of nowhere.

“Not by you,” I say with some extra attitude to hide my disappointment.

His seductive chuckle caresses my ear. “If you think you have the ability to fuck someone else, Chispa, you haven’t been paying attention. It’s okay, the next time I see you, I’ll remind you how it feels to be mine.”

Chapter11

Marín

The chimingof a notification goes off on my phone as I continue to flirt with Esme. At first I ignore it but then it goes off again.

I roll my eyes as soon as I look through the camera feed and see it’s my mother at the gate.

“Chispa, I have to go but I want you to know something, I mean what I say when it comes to you.”

Without giving her a chance to give me a rebuttal, I hang up.

I shake my head wondering why my mother is paying me a visit at this time knowing she never visits me at my house.

Well, never is an exaggeration, but I’m mostly at her office because that’s basically where she lives with her obsessing over the damn Founder’s family as always.

I give her a moment before she pulls up and wait at the door instead of walking away since she’ll expect me to open the damn door as soon as she rings it.

Once the doorbell rings, I fix my face and open the door for her.

“Mamá, this is a surprise. What do I owe this visit?”

“There’s a rumor floating around and I wanted to double check with you first because I know my son wouldn’t do that. There’s no way.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You and that LeClaire girl. I just know you’re better than that. You wouldn’t sleep with the enemy, granted she’d give it up just as easily because she’s a fast littleputaand you know it.”

“Mamá, por favor!” I raise my voice even though I don’t usually do. “Why are you being so crass? What did she do to you? Don’t talk about her like that.”

“Why not?” She asks as she crosses her arms over her chest like she used to when I was younger. It’s her way of reprimanding me.

“You’re being a fucking bully over someone that could’ve been your daughter.”

“Don’t insult me like that. I would never give birth to someone like her.”

This makes me so mad that for a moment I get dizzy. I shut my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose.

“Don’t tell me you really are getting caught up with her? I raised you better than that.”

“You raised me to be me but I’m also my father’s son so I need you to know and understand that Esme is off limits. She’s going to be my wife and Esme Delgado will no longer be in those fucking tabloids. Do I make myself clear?”

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