Moving from one abusive household to another, Skye is sold to a billionaire, Blaze, who carries the abuse forward, until...
Put in an insecure girl, a hot, sweet brother-in-law and a jaw-dropping, possessive husband.
Falling for someone who is hell...
Carter and I sat by the indoor pool, overlooking the ocean. We sat across each other in comfortable silence, with coke in our hands. The waves crashing against the coast where the only sound around. The night sky was full of stars, I stare up at the sky trying to identify the different constellations. I've found Sirius, Orion, Hercules, Perseus, Pegasus, Corona Borealis, Leo and the Ursa Major until now.
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I snuggled into Carters' clothes as the cool breeze came in from the balcony. Yes, I wore his clothes, and they are the comfiest clothes I've ever worn.
I heard the faint sound of clicks when I looked towards Carter, who had his phone camera towards me and had a wide grin on his face. He kept clicking away as I chuckled and made a few funny faces at the camera before hiding my face behind my coke cup.
We cracked jokes for a while before Carter started playing some music and reaching for my hand. He pulled me towards him, and we started swaying to the music. I rested my forehead against his before pulling him in for a hug. We held each other and swayed until my eyes were slowly shutting.
"I didn't know you can dance so well carti b" I mumbled.
"Carti b?" He put his hand on his chest, playing offended.
"Oh come one, you think I didn't hear you cardi b in the kitchen while getting our drinks?
Said little bitch, you can't fuck with me If you wanted to These expensive, these are red bottoms These are bloody shoes Hit the store, I can get 'em both I don't wanna choose" I belted out.
"Now I like dollars, I like diamonds, I like stunting, I like shining I like million-dollar deals, where's my pen, bitch I'm signin' (Signin') I like those Balenciagas (Those), the ones that look like socks I like going to the jeweller, I put rocks all on my watch (Cha-ching) I like texts from my exes when they want a second chance (What?) I like proving niggas wrong, I do what they say I can't (She can't) They call me Cardi Bardi, banging body, spicy mami, hot tamale Hotter than a Somali, fur coat, Ferrari" I belted out the other song I heard him sing.
I looked up at him and saw him blush. Eventually, we were both yawning and decided to go to bed.
I walked into the room and saw Blaze sleeping on the floor, where I was asleep before I left. I decided to wake him up as he looked uncomfortable on the floor. I went up to him and shook him slightly, causing him to groan.
"Blaze?"
I took his grunt as a signal that he was listening.
"would you like to go sleep on the bed? You would be comfier there"
He slowly opened his eyes and sat up. He looked towards me and then towards the bed. He grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the bed with him. He got tucked in and then pulled me on top of him.
