Page 163 of Strange Seduction
“I’m yours!” she cried, louder now, voice cracking. “I’m fucking yours!”
I caught her just as she came—legs buckling, nails digging into the sink, her moans echoing off the marble and glass.
Vince was silent on the line.
I grinned, pulled the phone back, and ended the call.
Yeah, let that be a message, motherfucker.
I kissed the sweat-slicked skin of her neck and eased out of her, my voice low and sure as I wrapped an arm around her waist.
“You ain’t leaving me. Understand?” I told her. “You stay the fuck away from Vince. Last time.”
She looked back at me through the mirror, still shaking.
“I understand Teddy,” she whispered.
And that was all I needed to hear.
Grown Men Things.
Day Thirteen.
The tension in the office had reached a boiling point. It felt like everyone was walking on eggshells, and I couldn’t give a damn. Vince and I had been at each other’s throats all morning, and it seemed like the entire office was getting pulled into the mess we were creating.
I was already irritated as hell by the time my father called. I knew it was coming, but I didn’t need a reminder of how bad things had gotten. I let the phone ring once before picking up.
“What’s going on, Theo?” My father’s voice was sharp.
“You want the short version or the long one?” I said, sarcasm dripping from my words.
“Don’t play games with me. You and Vince have been causing a scene all morning. You’re turning my billion-dollar company into fucking Love Island, and I’m over this bullshit. I’m hearing complaints from every corner of that office, and frankly, I don’t have time for it. Ever since that girl got in, you’ve been acting like you’re back in fucking college! Get your shit together!”
I could practically feel his disappointment, even through the phone. I looked over at Vince, who was still stewing in his own anger, ready for the next round. I pressed the phone to my chest.
“You had to call my father?” I half smirked. “Can’t handle the shit you started?”
“You took it overboard, and I brought it to the attention of the owner of the company.”
I laughed, “Ight. But this man has been trying to get me to act right since high school. This ain’t gonna do what you think it will.”
I turned my attention back to my father.
“Yes, Wendell?”
He groaned in annoyance. “What the fuck is going on in that office?”
“Nothing I can’t handle,” I shot a look over to Vince. “Besides. This wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t been messing with Carmen.”
Vince, who’d been standing across the room, took a step forward, clearly unable to keep his mouth shut.
“He took it too far by calling me while him and his girlfriend were fucking! Very unprofessional and uncalled for.”
I scoffed in frustration.
“Well, too fucking bad. None of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t intentionally tried to mess with my girlfriend. She’s not going anywhere, Vince.” My voice was low, controlled, but there was no mistaking the bite behind it.
Vince, with a smug look, shot back. “You’re holding the poor girl hostage.”
