Billie pressed her back against the wall and sighed, closing her eyes.
He made her feel different.
She was confused as to what was it about him that drew her to him.
Surely he was attractive... and had a lot of money which was all she could ever ask for.
A complete stranger that she wanted, desired even.
Billie wanted it to stay that way.
Billie wanted it to be simple.
Just to be able to relieve some sexual tension from time to time, get some money and still stay as strangers.
Nevertheless... what a fucking night.
She took a small moment to relax before looking over at sleeping Braxton.
As she was about to go to her closet to change, there was a knock on the door.
One eyebrow raised, she walked over to it and opened it.
Her stomach dropped as she stared at him.
"Let's talk yeah?"
With no prior forethought, she tried to shut the door in his face but failed due to him putting his foot in front of it.
He invited himself in and shut the door right after.
"What the fuck are you doing, Kendrick?" she stepped back.
His hand reached in his jacket, pulling out a gun which he then aimed right at her.
"Up against the wall, come on," he motioned his weapon towards it.
Billie slowly walked over to it, a rather calm expression drawn all over her face despite the fact that she was scared.
Though no normal person would shoot someone in a hotel... in the bright, clear morning.
His eyes narrowed across the room till they stopped at the passed out security guy. A slight smirk appeared on his face as he walked towards her, "Still using the same techniques, huh?"
"Kendrick, what the fuck are you doing here?"
He put his left hand against the wall, next to her head while the other one was holding the gun right at her, "I think you should already know why. Where the fuck is my money?"
The corners of her lips tugged up in a glee, "Oh, about that. I don't know, maybe dropped it off at a restaurant, bought some clothes. You know, the usual. I heard you lost your job, how's that going for you?"
"Listen here, you little shit!" he wrapped his hand around her neck. "Don't test my patience."
Billie squinted her eyes at him, "You can shove that shit up your ass. Andrew will be back soon, are you not scared?"
"Alright, let me make this quick for you. You're going to pay me back every single penny you stole from me, including the shit you burned."
"Forget about it. In your dreams."
Kendrick moved his hand up to her chin and gripped it, "How about I tell Andrew about our past then?"
Her face dropped.
"I'm also assuming your security guy is asleep because you went to see someone at night, yeah? Found a new source of money, didn't you? I'm sure he'd be more than happy to hear about that one too."
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I'm All Yours | B.E
FanfictionAn ideal woman. A woman who is pure and feminine. Gentle, graceful, humble, patient, faithful. Meek. Quiet. Timid. Keeps the house clean. Bears lots of children. Respects her husband no matter what. Knows her place and keeps her mouth shut unless sp...