𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | [𝟏𝟖+]

fourteen: the last night.

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐯:

"You can't kill the girls I choose to sleep with," he yells as he's driving me home. I roll my eyes because I didn't kill her because she sucked his dick, I killed her because she disrespected me.

"She'd still be alive if she would've kept her mouth shut," I simply say and he groans.

"You kill everyone who disrespects you?" he asks.

"Let me see," I place my hand on my chin and act as if I'm thinking. "Yeah, pretty much."

He brings his hand to his eyebrow, rubbing it to try and reduce some type of stress. He sighs as he places it back on the steering wheel and continues driving. He doesn't look at me for the rest of the time. His eyes completely focused on the road.

Why the fuck is he so pissed I killed one of his blonde bimbos?

When we finally come to a stop, I go to open the car door but it's locked. I look at him so he could unlock it but he doesn't look in my direction. I roll my eyes as I unlock it from my side but before I could step out, he locks it.

"What the fuck?" I yell. He doesn't say anything again and just looks at me. "If you're still pissed because I shot blondie, get the fuck over it. Tell the girls you sleep with to not disrespect me and we'll be good."

A smirk grows on his face as he continues his stare. I start to feel uncomfortable from the fact that he's literally just looking at me instead of saying anything.

"Also, I find it misogynistic that you can sleep with whoever you want yet you get mad whenever I decide to," I say and he laughs. "If we both can sleep with other people and somehow find some type of agreement and only speak to each other when necessary, then we won't have problems."

"I'm the only person you will sleep with, amore mio," he says and I roll my eyes.

[My love.]

I thought we were making progress.

"Why's that?" I taunt as I've noticed we've leaned in closer.

"Because you're mine. Nobody can have you but me," he brings his hand up to my face and lightly brushes against it.

"We aren't married yet, amore mio," I mock. "You hold no type of power over anything I do."

"Oh, but I do," his hand slowly makes it's way to my thighs.

He thinks he can finger his way into getting what he wants?

Maybe he can...

His hand inches it's way into my pants only for him to realize I'm not wearing any underwear.

I gotta let the bitch breathe at least every other day.

He continues his eye contact as his fingers tease my cunt. He smirks when he watches me roll my eyes. He leans forward and places a kiss on my ear.

"Just admit I own you and I'll give you the release you so badly desire," he whispers. I slightly laugh and wrap my hand around his throat. His eyes widening in surprise as I lean forward and kiss his ear.