Virtue (ON HOLD)

08. (JAMAL)

Virtue

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~Jamal

I JUST KNEW I'd fucked her up. I knew it. 

She'd probably wonder why I'd be leaving her alone after sharing something so special, that is IF she even feels something for me, but she wouldn't understand that it was all part of my current plan to get this bastard off that hot-seat.

I ran a cold shower and as I scrubbed myself, I started to remember everything I had just done with her. I knew she'd been bullied for it, but her eyes were something you'd want to be able to see all day, everyday.

She was so beautiful too, both inside and outside. Imagine a thief drinking tea like a professional? It was too bad I was most likely hurting her for my own benefit. I made her cry. I scared the shit out of her. However, I'm still convincing myself that once this whole fight is over, I wouldn't have to see her again.

How could someone be so good but so bad at the same time? Ordinarily, she was supposed to be dead. If anyone in this province was to find out about her life, they'd over throw him. Even speaking of Adonis- he is so mixed up.

He wants her but he doesn't. I asked him years before, yet he still had no good reasoning. Adonis is like a big baby, in an adult's body.

I dried myself off and wore my usual clothing before retreating to Adonis' master bedroom. I knocked on the door and waiting for his usual reply, but I didn't hear a thing. I opened the door and to my surprise, found it empty. He never leaves his room by this time.

I got to work either way, making his bed, arranging his wardrobe, picking out his dinner clothing and even signing some of the things he'd forgotten. I'd spent of an hour just sorting his room out.

Still, I decided to look for him. Like mentioned previously, he's like a baby in an adults body.

I checked everywhere, the pantry, the meeting room, even the throne room. He wasn't anywhere. I was starting to get pissed as I thought about the worst that could happen.

1) - he was speaking to his sister again

or 2- he was with Kyra.

It made me feel bitter inside, as I suddenly realized he would be calling her tonight. And I knew the exact reason.

I tried checking her room, but it was locked and silent. The latter option came to my mind and immediate anger pulsated in me. I'm going to kill that fucking bastard.

I went round to the only room in this shithole I hadn't been to- the Grunge Room.

Adonis was  a big baby, yes, but a massive freak. 

I was never allowed in there when he was using it, but the looks on the faces of the women who'd been there said it all.

He was going to hurt Kyra. Nobody fucking touches Kyra.

Except me of course.

I swung open the door and lo and behold, it was them. Kyra was naked, riding Adonis, and she was probably way too close since she wasn't aware I was there. He was all over her, kissing her everywhere. It hurt me so badly, but all of a sudden, I felt it.

I felt it.

I could hear her thoughts, absolutely everything. I knew why it was happening, but it was stronger than it usually was. It was starting to give me a migraine.

I think I groaned a little too loudly because I heard Kyra yelp and Adonis ask if she was alright and why she screamed.

"What the fuck are you doing Kyra?" I nearly yelled. It was almost midnight and I couldn't have anyone, especially his Russian bitch, finding out we were in here.

"What is it to you?" Though I expected Adonis to respond, it was Kyra. She untucked herself as started approaching me. She was way shorter than me, she was intimidating. I moved back slowly as she moved closer and finally, I hit a wall.

"You fuck me, leave me alone, and come back once I decide to fuck someone else? Is that really how it is?"

I could see that Adonis suddenly wasn't in the room anymore and narrowed my eyes at her while carefully pushing the slender finger digging into my chest away.

"Kyra, I warned you not to come here. Yet, you did. Whatever happens from here on, don't hate on me, yeah?" I was struggling to keep a straight face as she stood stark naked in front of me, jour bodies nearly touching.

I could fuck you here and now, damnit. 

Without a word, she picked up her stuff and started to get dressed, shooting me weird looks as she thought. And I could still hear it all.

"I need an explanation. Right now."