He's Still Mine. [SEQUEL TO HE IS MINE, DAVE EAST URBAN]

twelve

Brianni

I opened my eyes feeling more drowsy than I expected. I knew I was drugged because I couldn't even move my body. Tears fell down my eyes realizing the predicament I'm in.

Why didn't I think this man would hurt me when he killed a man so easily for me? Why did even I think it was a good idea to go to a diner that I used to go with him? Why didn't I run as soon as I saw him? Why didn't I see how much of a danger he is to me? All of these questions were roaming around in my head with no answers. I understood why Brandi would get frustrated with me being naive now. It has put me in dangerous situations.

I finally gained a clear eyesight after my vision was all blurry for a while. I noticed I was wearing a night gown. Luckily I didn't feel anything in my sensitive areas so he didn't have his way with me, but I still felt violated that he took off my clothes without my consent. I didn't know this room I was in, but it scared me how huge and fancy it looked. How rich and loaded was he? And how much of a lie did he live?

I heard footsteps and finally the door opened and he walked in... I was surprised when his wife walked in with him. "Andre, if you keep on drugging the girl she won't be strong enough for this."

"Trust me, this bitch needs to stay on drugs. She'll annoy the fuck out of both of us if she stays sober." He said looking at me like he didn't even care about my life. His face had changed. He looked totally different than the man I knew. He didn't look so sweet anymore.

It's like he has a dark twin or something, but reality was slapping me in the face. This man had played me all along and looking at it now, his wife wasn't looking innocent in this either, she just made herself look like a saint. She managed to change her image in the public eye so that she can not get scrutinized for the evilness her husband partakes in.

Was she also involved in this? My mind was racing with confused thoughts that made my head ache much more worse than it did when I first woke up. I looked at them with teary eyes. "What do you want from me?" I finally gained the strength to ask. It pained me to even talk, the drugs he gave me were so strong, I felt like a dead body. "What have you done with me? ... I can't feel anything."

"That's because you have never done heavy drugs and my husband over here got a little too excited over drugging you... you'll be fine. I'm a scientist and I won't let you die... well not until you have fulfilled your purpose any way." She chuckled. I started getting scared not knowing their plans with me.

"See... I take a lot of pride in my work... I created a drug that is selling so well in the streets that in the next 2 years I could be owning the whole damn streets even your little lover... King. Who is so dumb enough to believe that he is working with our lap dog, Denzel. Adding your sister to the mix was such a great idea from my hubby." She smirked giving him a kiss. "So, I want to make international connections before I take over it'll be a breeze walk taking over here when I alreadyhave the international market in my side."