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Wrong.

He grabbed my face and looked me in the eyes. “Everything can’t go your fucking way you little brat… I fuck that pussy whenever I want. I keep you in this designer shit, and in beautiful homes. Same rules, only difference is you’ll be married to me.” He spun me around, slapping my ass, and kneeling down so he could taste me.

Taking a deep breath, I checked myself. This was the life I wanted, pleaded, and begged for. This life was the one that nearly had me ruin a man that wanted to give me more. Feeling his tongue licking me gave me the ick.

I shoved him back, placing my heel onto his chest. “Did I fucking say to lick me, bitch?”

Like a dog, he panted, wanting this. “No, Kennedy… I licked you without permission.”

It was a mind fuck how Alex’s mind worked. One minute he took what he felt he was owed, then the next, he wanted me to humiliate him and treat him like the bottom of my shoe. When he was my client, I only saw the one side where he chased me around like a puppy while I slapped his ass up.

Being his future wife, I was marrying Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

I stepped over him, standing over him and I looked down at him. “Say sorry, bitch.”

He licked his lips. “I’m sorry, Kennedy... so sorry. Make me pay… drown me.”

I released myself on his face, and watched as the dark colored urine, stained with my period covered his face. I looked over at myself in the mirror, my eyes tired, my soul weary, and quickly fixed the somber expression on my face.

I asked for this.

Epilogue

Don Caselli

My legs restedagainst the small pool that was in our hotel suite. I had my laptop rested on my legs as I got lost in Pooh’s ass in that bathing suit. She was making a video about the book she finished on the jet here.

She used the backdrop of Nice, France as her background and spoke about the book. I watched as she claimed why the main male character was her man and reminded her of me. Navy had this way of being transparent and real, but she was private, too. While she announced her engagement, she said she wouldn’t be posting her man.

I bit my bottom lip as I watched her ass move, while she spoke. Her hair was pressed straight, but she had it hidden under my hat she took from the closet. I looked down at the reports and wasn’t as interested in them.

As if he knew I was having dirty thoughts about his daughter, Ro called me. “What up, Old Head?”

“Nothing much, my guy… how is the weather?”

“Shit, I should be asking you… ain’t it late there?”

He chuckled. “Yeah, Avril took her ass to sleep already. Wanted to check in with you two before I turned in for the night.”

“Bleu recording a video about her book. I’m going over reports for that dog shelter we got Mink from.”

Jordan was so grateful that she offered to watch Mink for us while we were gone. “I got the plans you want to go with for the new space, let me know the moves.”

“Appreciate you.”

Ro became quiet and then looked into the camera. “Don, you don’t know how much you make her happy. I’ve never seen her this way, and I’m starting to feel like I ain’t never experienced my child happy.”

“She changing some shit within me… I love the shit out of her, Ro.”

“I know it, G… I can see how she have yo’ ass floating. Like how Avril have me floating years later.”

“Other than that, you good?”

“More than straight… have a good night and kiss Mamas for me.” He yawned in the phone, and I nodded my head.

“Got you.”

“Don?”

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