Kings and Queens Of Crime

6.

"Let me lead you to your wedding chamber, Mrs. Hermes," said a woman dressed in complete red. I looked around the mansion just for us, the glittering building was secluded from the city. Out of the window, of my chamber I could see the gleaming city lights and all of the cars patrolling, it was a Hermes territory the one I never thought I would step into. "Here" she opened a wooden door leading me to the chamber decorated with roses, everything was red, too red. I looked around in distaste every inch of the house was red, from the carpets to the sofas to the cushion, I shook m head as I turned around to face her.

She had her down low, "thank you," I said. "You don't need to thank me I am at your service whenever you need me" she said. "Well I should, and what's  your name?" I asked taking her pale face in. "Rebeca" she said in a meek voice. "Thank you, Rebeca" I said when I heard footsteps up the stairs. She turned towards the sound, "I shall take my leave now, goodnight Mrs. Hermes" she walked out the moment my husband entered with a smirk on his face.

"Hello husband," I said in a flirty tone sitting at the edge of the bed, my wedding gown inched a bit further exposing my legs. I watched his eyes travel down, he wanted me. Papa said I needed to make him fall in love with me. "Hello wife' he matched my tone leaning against the door. "How are you liking our home?' he asked. I stood up aware of the knife and wrapped my hand around his neck, "honestly I could do with less red," I said looking at his eyes. He seemed to take me in and I was thrown back to the night we first met at the garden. I looked at the eyes I couldn't get my mind off all these years. I had him now in my arms. 

"What are you doing Alexandra?" he asked. My name sounded nice on his tongue, I liked the way he was holding himself back each word came out as a desperate want. I traced his chest, and twisted the buttons on his white shirt. "You know what I want don't you?" I asked leaning towards him I could feel his hot breath on my cheek. "I want you," I whispered to his ears and that was enough for him to lift me like I was nothing.

I wrapped my legs around him and immediately felt the gun in his back pocket he took me near the bed. I wasted no time in connecting our lips, he kissed me back with equal passion. He placed my on the bed and I pulled him towards me. I kissed people before but no one felt like him and that was when I knew I was on the way to my doom. He was a Hermes, kissing him shouldn't feel nice, it was a betrayal but never did betrayal taste so damn good.

I felt his hand roam around my body, exploring every inch of my skin. I stopped him before he could reach the knife and placed a hand on his chest. He immediately stopped and looked up, his lips swollen and eyes curious. I slowly lifted myself up and stood in front of him. I watched him watch my every movement.

I smiled as I turned back slowly slipping out my dress. My wedding dress pooled at my feet as I turned towards him, I was in my best black lingerie. His eyes were filled with lust I slowly walked towards him and placed myself on his lap. His hands immediately went to my back. I smiled at him as I started moving, slowly increasing my pace. His eyes never left mine as I kissed his neck. He tilted giving me more room.

Everything was in my favor, I slowly took his gun out. His looked at me as I fastened my movements, I felt his hard bulge and smirked at him. He grabbed me butt slowly guiding my movements, he slowly latched his lips on mine. I closed my eyes when he flipped me. Within a second I lost all the control I had, he was above me. He slowly tossed his shirt and I looked at his body, it was godly,

He caught me staring at him and kissed my collarbone. He held my hands to stop me from moving. His kisses started inching downwards till he was down. He placed a soft kiss over my panties, I felt the warm. I was wet. He smiled up at me and placed another kiss on my thigh. He placed a kiss at my lips before standing up. I watched him as he put on his shirt on. I rose on my elbows "where are you going?"  I asked. "I will have you princess not like this" he removed a strand of my hair and cupped my cheek, his touch tender. He looked at me, "you make it so hard not to do all the things I want to you, you make it difficult not to make you mine, not to ruin you" he said. "I am yours, husband" I said. He let out a laugh as his hand travelled to the knife I placed, "I think we both know the truth," he tossed the knife on his way out, leaving me cold and confused.