Page 139 of Treason's Temptation
She had drilled in my head never to trust a man’s actions, let alone his words, yet she’d fallen for the oldest trick of them all.
“Because he told his parents he was leaving Chelle,” she stated in a matter-of-fact tone that made me wonder if she was still in love with him, too. “They didn’t have a pre-nup, so Josephine panicked and paid me to leave Jaleb. I took it because I loved him enough not to make him choose between me and his family. That’s how I show people I love them- by leaving them alone.”
Sloane allowed me to hold her gaze for a moment before sniveling back the tears in her eyes, “He doesn’t know they paid me, and I’d like to keep it that way. I told him it was all fake, and he needed to fix his marriage. That’s why he’s againstthis.”
“Keep it that way?” I leaned in laughing, “You still love him. Otherwise, you’d be blackmailing them for more money.”
“What else do you need to know, little girl?”
Leaning back in the seat, I shook my head, ending the conversation. Sloane didn’t take the money because she loved Jaleb. She didn’t trust that Jaleb loved her. Not enough to ruin his own life, so she took the one thing that never failed her.
The truck was silent as Ward drove to Sloane’s hotel. Despite their argument, Treason still climbed out, walking Sloane inside. My plate was already full, so I didn’t bother asking if they exchanged words.
We got home, and Treason hid in his office under the guise of last-minute work for the STEM Lab’s grand opening. After my shower, I called the voice I missed the most.
“Hey, Squirt,” I fell back on the bed, with the phone on speaker.
“Don’t hey me, what happened to you’ll see mesoon?” Rayven fussed.
“I wanted to, but it’s been hectic. Campaign season.”
“My brother better win this election for my sacrifice.”
“Your brother?”
“Cut it out Vie. You like Treason, and that makes him my brother by default.”
“How’d you come up with that?”
“Those pictures from the blogs,” Rayven replied, referring to our movie date in the park. “I know what your real smile looks like, and thanks to Tre, so does Madison Pointe.”
A few weeks ago, Treason was so busy with building permits that he’d barely slept. So engrossed in the task in front of him, he wasn’t eating either until he found time to eat my pussy until I agreed to let Ward stop for coffee. Treason was pissed. Ward demanded my approval when he paid his salary.
I didn’t bitch about missing him, but I didn’t need to because Tre understood the responsibility of introducing me to intimacy I’d never had before. It made me crave it like a drug, and the late nights felt personal when I knew otherwise. On a random Thursday night, he came home early with flowers and told me to get dressed. We spent the evening on a blanket in the park, eating gummy bears and watching Carmen Jones.
After the movie, we stopped by the STEM lab for the final walk-through. That transitioned into a private tour, which reminded Treason that he missed me, too.
“Keep your voice down. I don’t want anybody to know how sexy you sound with my dick inside you.”
“I miss you, too, Blue. That’s why you’ve been acting up? You miss me and don’t know how to say it. Or scared, too, but I’ll do better.”
It was never just sex with Treason but a reminder that our connection was deeper than an arrangement. Others, it was a lesson in taking the back seat because the show wasn’t mine to handle.
“This is all you gotta do, Blue. Look pretty and take this dick.”
Apparently, I needed to be bent over with his hand over my mouth, stroking my pussy. It killed him to silence my moans to the oblivious crew wrapping up down the hall, but he had to.
“I know what those moans do to me. I can’t have them living in another man’s head.”
The visual was fresh in my memory. I could see it again. Real joy and love that felt safe. A tear escaped because those days felt so far away lately, as if they were never real at all.
“Where is Tre anyway?” Rayven asked, using his nickname like they were old friends.
“Down the hall, working.”
“Get up so I can say hi.”
“Why?”
