Page 58 of Villainous
I don’t respond, and he yanks down my pants and panties and kisses my belly all the way down to my pussy lips. He scoops me up into his arms and lays me on the soft couch. His tongue circles my clit, and I let out a loud moan as he licks me, vicious and wild. The sex between us has always been wild. I place my hands in his hair and ride his face like a surfboard.
I love him so fucking much. It hurts, and I want to cry.
I come instantly, and he removes his pants and slides inside of me. I missed the feel of him, stretching me and driving me wild and mad. For a moment, I imagine he’s mine and we’re back together. My poor little heart is begging to be with him, but I can’t do it. I’m too afraid we’re going to fall into a path of destruction. I’m afraid we’re going to keep hurting each other.
“You will have to pull out. I missed my Depo shot.”
“I’m coming inside of you. I want you to know who you belong to. I’ll chase every guy off until you decide to be with me. Until you come to your senses that we deserve to be together. I know I’ve done some fucked-up shit to you, and we both broke each other’s heart. But dammit, we deserve another chance for us to be happy.”
He thrusts inside me harder, and my core grips his dick. My mind ponders on what he said. We both deserve to be happy and in love, but where do we start? Where do we go from here? Things will never be the same for us. Maybe we can start, and I want this to work, but I’m so afraid we will fail like we did before. What happens if I wake up one day and regret my decision?
“You know it won’t happen. We will never be together.” I really want us to be together, but it will never happen. There’s too much damage. “You better enjoy this time around because we won’t be having sex again.”
Sadness envelops his face, and he places his hand around my throat, squeezing gently.
“Well, I guess I’ll spend the rest of our lives making it up to you.”
Maya
Ineeded to see my mother and see how much damage Villainous did to her. Slowly, with my heart in my throat, I dawdle down to the dungeon, and it gives me an eerie vibe that wasn’t there before. I feel as if a ghost is going to jump out and scare me at any minute, and the hairs on the back of my neck stand. I shake my head. I need to focus. I don’t want to subject myself to my mother’s abuse, but I have to come up with a way to try to convince her to give me back AJ or see if there is a way to do something. I don’t want to give up hope that I’m not going to get my son back, but I keep hitting brick walls with this situation.
Once I make it to the cell, I find the glass is fogged, so I can’t see her. Two soldiers are perched on each side of the door, and my gaze veers up to theirs as they keep their faces blank.
“Please open the door,” I say to one of the soldiers, and he nods and types in a code. When I plod inside, I place my hand over my mouth. My mother is chained to a wall, and bandages are wrapped around her hands and legs.
“What did he do to you?” My voice is barely above a whisper.
Her gaze snags onto me, and sadness shines on her face. “He pours hot water and sugar on me every day.”
I don’t know how to respond to that. Parts of me feels sorry for her because she’s still my mother and I don’t want anything to happen to her, but the other part of me is relieved Villainous is making her suffer.
“What the fuck do you want? If you’re here to try to convince me to give you back AJ, then you’re wasting your time.” She laughs like a hyena. “You’re so fucking stupid. You think AJ would survive with you? He won’t. He’ll be just as fucked-up as you.”
“But you raised me, so whose fault is it that I’m fucked-up?” I shrug, trying to pretend her words didn’t cut me bone-deep. “Besides, you’re just mad Da didn’t want to leave my stepma for you, so you hate looking at me. But it’s fine. You better hope Villainous doesn’t catch you speaking to me in a disrespectful manner.”
I say it with pride. I don’t know why I said it, but Villainous always had my back when it came to me needing him. Even though I won’t forgive him for how he treated me when I was in the dungeon and holding me captive, I’m so glad he’s helping me get our child back.
She snaps her eyes shut. “I should have aborted you.”
I ball up my fist, trying not to slap her into next week. I’m used to her spitting words at me like venom.
“You know I always did things to protect your feelings, but Da never loved you in a way he loved Stepma. That’s why he slept with other girls. He even tried to sleep with my best friend at her eighteenth birthday party,” I say, recalling what Shelby had told me.
“You little bitch!” she screams and tries to come at me, but the chain on her wrist stops her, and she misses me. She groans as if she’s in pain.
“You’re lucky you’re alive because if it wasn’t for me, Villainous would have murdered you.”
“When I get out of here, I’m going to turn him in to the cops.” She sobs. “Just get me out of here, please.”
“I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but Villainous is going to kill you. Once he starts torturing you, it’s like a high to him. And no one leaves out of here alive once he starts torturing his victims. He can’t control himself when he’s in a state of rage.”
“You can convince him to let me go, and I’ll share custody of AJ with you.”
“No. He already started torturing you, so it’s too late,” I lie.
Villainous isn’t going to kill her, but I want her to be so scared she shits her pants, and I want her to worry like she had me worried about getting AJ back. I’m trying to have a moral backbone when I’m around her, but it’s getting harder and harder the more I spend time with her, so it’s best for me to leave. I exit the cell, and the door shuts behind me.
My phone rings in my pocket, so I grab it. It’s a text from Villainous, which is under his real name, Aiden.
