24| Rapture

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Abigor kept cursing under his breath as he made his way outside to snap that little fucker's neck.

"Sis it's your favourite Chinese food, you know I found this resta-"

Kahlil's movements stopped and his eyes widened when he saw a shirtless Abigor standing in front of him with a pissed off expression and his hands folded across his chest

"M-Mr Hayes. . ." Kahlil said in surprise mixed with fear as he set the container of food on the kitchen island "What are you doing here?"

Abigor groaned in disbelief and walked forward towards him in a threatening stance.

Kahlil gulped "W-Where is sis-" his words caught up in his throat when his gaze landed on the huge bulge in Abigor's pants ". .Oh"

Abigor was shameless and did not even try to hide it "Yes, oh. Now fuck off" he grunted in rage as he saw Kahlil awkwardly shuffling around "I'll call your bitch boy" he said, trying to bribe him with Karl.

Kahlil's face lit up "But he said he had work, that's why he cancelled—"

"I'm his boss" Abigor dismissed cockily while throwing a key at him, which Kahlil reflexively caught "Now take your food and fuck off to my apartment, he'll be there in a bit"

Kahlil did exactly what he was told as he awkwardly grabbed his stuff and ran out of the apartment mumbling. Abigor cursed one more time before messaging Karl to come to his apartment.

He ran his hand through his hair as his boner hurt, restrained against the tight material of his pant. He walked towards Aria room as he felt himself getting excited all over again.

He pushed the door open and frowned when he saw Aria standing up from the bed with the sheets wrapped around her body.

"Get your ass back on the bed!" his voice roared, a little over the edge.

Aria flinched and turned to look at his angered face, as he locked the door behind him and stomped his way towards her "Look I don't. . ."

He raised his brow threateningly making her stop mid-sentence as she gulped and took a step back.

Before she could utter a single thing, he picked her over his shoulder making her squeal in surprise and laid her back on the bed.

"What did you say to Kahlil?" she asked, flustered as he hovered over her, his biceps rippling and his abs tightened as if he was trying to control himself from not just slamming into her.

"Nothing" he hummed as he snatched the sheets from her and threw them back on the floor, leaving her completely naked again.

She gasped, but this time she couldn't hide herself because he pinned her hands to her sides "Don't move them" his tone serious and oozed with dominance.

Her cheeks heated up as she saw him unbuttoning his pants and throwing them away. His black boxers came into her view with a tent, in no time he took it off too.

Her eyes widened when she saw his huge veiny manhood with a dark tip "Oh my god, no" her heartbeat accelerated as he smirked and took one of her nipples in his mouth, making her moan out loud.

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