Mrs. Panty Dropper [Interracial(B.2/2)]

Ch.5

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Darren Demetrio

It was nearly 3 in the morning when I and Miss Can'tEvenNoticeHerWire hopped on a jet and was headed back to Italy. Nothing went as planned and I was fucking upset. We got back in the late afternoon and got in one of my cars I kept at the airport.

In the car, I stayed quiet; I learned not to open my mouth when something was on the tip of my tongue.

"I am so-"

I held my hand up and continued to drive to my home. All I wanted was to protect my family at this moment and be to myself. It took nearly 2 hours to get back and as soon as I did, I walked straight into my home.

I heard the car door shut behind me as I unlocked the front door, letting myself in. The smell of beef was in the air and only upset me more.

"Babe?" I heard. I walked into the kitchen to my wife smiling; her smile dropped when she saw my face. "What's wrong, why are you back so early?"

I ignored her question and groaned out loud. I didn't want to answer questions, I just wanted to eat some dinner and relieve Miss Jones from her position. Juliana stared at me waiting for an answer and I simply walked past her upstairs to Aubri's room.

I heard the house door close from downstairs as I went inside Aubri's bedroom.

"Daddy!" she smiled. I grinned a bit when she ran to hug me from her bed. I hugged her gently but tightly and kissed her forehead. "Where were you this morning daddy? Mommy took me to class and-"

She continued to talk and blab on but I ignored her words.

"Love you Aubriélla." I said. She said it back as I went on to my bedroom. I closed the door behind me and took off my suit I was wearing, stripping out of all my clothes.

I ran the water in the bathtub and looked at myself in the mirror. God I'm fucking shitty. I'm a wealthy man and I have a perfect family along with a perfect body. The only thing shitty about my life is what just happened the night before. That man.

That man who killed my father. He had the power and knowledge of my family. He could kill my wife, my daughter, my mother. My three most important girls. But I wasn't going to let him do that. Kill or be killed, shall be my new motto. I wasn't going to even let him step foot in this country without a bullet in his chest.

God I can't take this lifestyle but I can't change it.

I got in the bathtub and sat there; whatever soap Juli bought relaxed me and made me drift to another realm. It was as if I did drugs without doing them; I was peaceful.

I must've dozed off because once my eyes opened, the bathroom window showed the dark night sky. The water was cooler now and I decided it was time for me to get out.

I grabbed a towel and dried myself off, going into the bedroom with nothing on. Juliana was on the phone with who knows and I went behind her, pressing my front to her back. She jumped a bit and so did Big Darren.

Her skimpy pajama shorts were thin and all I wanted was to feel her body around mine.

"Okay, see you next week, okay buh-bye." she said. She hung up the home phone and turned to me, averting her eyes down. "Go put some pants on Darren."

"Why don't you go take your pants off instead." I mumbled. I kissed her neck as I pressed myself more into her. She moved me off of her.

"Iyanna, your fucking assistant, requested to take a break from this whole business thing. She didn't tell me what was going on but she was crying; Darren what happened?"