Deadly Affairs

03

Charlotte
The sun peeking through my bedroom curtains woke me up. I yawned and looked around to find an empty side of the bed. Good he already left. I move to sit up and rub my forehead as memories of last night come flooding back.

"fucking hell." I dropped my head back into the pillow as he lifted his head from between my thighs and run his tongue up the length of my leg.

"so fucking perfect." he mutters, looking up at me as he lowers his head again. One of his hands begins to work its way up my body and when his thumb reaches my lips, he pushes it into my mouth.

I rub my forehead and then stand up picking up my scattered clothes shoving them into the washing hamper. I make my way into my bathroom and turn the water on, waiting for the shower to heat.

I look at myself in the mirror and i'm horrified at the sight. My lips are still red and swollen. I can't help but think about him again.

I shake the thoughts away and step into the shower, washing and scrubbing my body and hair. I condition my hair with its vanilla scent and allow the water to relax my muscles.

Once I was dressed into my black suit and white bralette, I made my way into my living room to refill Axels bowls. I adjust my heels and go to grab my gun off the counter I had previously placed it on the night before.

It's then I notice that the dark metal on the counter does not belong to me but him. And that only means... he has mine.

For fucks sake. I don't need this right now. If anyone finds out I slept with Roman cascade i'll be done even if my boss is my own father. The same father who was failed to leave business and family separate. The same father who offered his daughter a cigarette when she was 11. The same father who still treats me like a little girl.

I grab the gun anyway and shove it into one of my pockets, then i grab my car keys and walk out the door ready to see my brother.

The apartment door opens and i'm greeted with the familiar grin. He stands also dressed well which has me confused, considering the man practically lives in sweatpants.

"Charlotte." he says opening his arms and when I walk into them, he moves back with me and closes the door leaving us standing in his apartment.

"Elliot." I say as I pull back. It was then when I noticed the light chatter in the background.

"I didn't know you were coming over, If i did i would have kicked out the cunt."  He says motioning over to who I know realised Is Adam.

"It's okay." I say smiling and when he walks over back to them, I make my way over to the kitchen and immediately look for the cookies he always buys.

"Char they're here." I hear him call out and that has me walking over quick enough.

"Hey darling." Adam says reaching forward to take my hand to press an innocent kiss on. Adams Elliots best friend and no matter how many times he's declared he's joking about flirting with me, Elliot still doesn't like it and it makes me laugh every time he pulls a disgusted face when Adam kisses my hand.

Nevertheless I take my seat next to Adam pulling out my phone looking at the messages I ignored last night while I was getting busy.

"Dad wants to see us." I say looking over at Elliot watching his face completely change from its previous happy one to a now frustrated face.

"I thought part of the agreement of us moving out here meant he couldn't be on our case 24/7 as long as we still keep up with our jobs."

"I know, says it's about meeting with groups and how he wants us to go along. Says he's got a preposition for us."

"Tell him we'll be there." He says letting out an annoyed sigh returning his attention back to the tv.

"I think somethings happening." Adam speaks up and me and Elliot both turn our heads to him.

"What?"

"My mums asked me to get a suit tailored."  Adam says looking down at his phone and when he hesitantly looks up at me I feel my heart sink. I stand up and pace the living room.

"You don't think he's actually done it do you?" I stop and look at my brother, tears welling in my eyes but I force them away. I don't cry and I especially don't cry in front of men, even if family.

"Char..." He says switching to look between me and Adam.

Adam stands and walks towards me ushering me into a hug. "Hey don't jump to conclusions, my mum might just be getting married again. You know what she's like."

And all I can do is nod. Not because I entirely believe it, But because I don't want to accept the fact he could be wrong.

I pull away from him when I hear the front door open and the sounds of keys jangling.

"Let's go get fucking smashed."