River Of Flames

3: Jamie's Pain

Jamie

Jamie drooled as she watched River exercising in the backyard. He was doing push-ups and his hot sweat hissed as it fell on the ground. She had rubbed oil on his body that morning too, and her hands burned from his heat. But Jamie didn't mind, she had found the perfect man.

However, Ander was a nuisance. They had tried to sleep together the past night, but Ander decided to throw a whore party in the living room, so they hadn't been able to sleep at all. Not only that, but the little man had dug a hole in the bathroom to spy on her.

Jamie realized she couldn't stay in that pigsty for much longer. She had to convince her delicious cheesecake to move with her into her apartment.

"Hey, honey bear," she called to her man.

"Quiet, woman. I'm training," River said and moaned as he pushed the earth downward.

She pouted and waited until River finished his 3232323 push-ups.

"What did you want?" River panted, sweat rolling down his oily chest. An aura seemed to surround him and the smell of alpha male reached her nose, making her shiver.

"I-I-I . . . " she stammered, her heart racing in her chest.

"Speak!" River narrowed his manly eyes.

"I want you to come to live with me forever, you beautiful macho!" SHE SHOUTED EXCITEDLY.

River stared at her for a moment.

"PRETTY PLEASE? We can do a lot of things together!" She jumped and poked his abs, which burned her skin.

"I can't yet. My brother needs me," he said, lifting his beautiful silver eyes toward the sky.

"He doesn't, he is a bitch!" Jamie glared. "I need you more than that loser!"

"Enough, woman." River put his fingers on her lips. "I know there's good in my brother, and I'm gonna save him."

"Maybe I can open him in half with a knife so we find the good inside him." Jamie hissed and turned her back to River's delicious flesh. "I'm going home."

River said nothing as expected. He was such a bad boy, he didn't go after his women. That fact alone made Jamie extremely turned on but she chose to use her brain and left the smelly Ander's house.

"Ha, you two broke up!" an annoying voice said from the treehouse. Jamie lifted her gaze and saw Ander in his treehouse with three hookers clung to him. In his left hand, he had a bottle of vodka.

"None of your business, fucking loser." She flipped him off.

"Come, climb my tree and ride my cucumber. You'll feel much better." He winked at her.

"Get lost! Jamie grabbed a rock and threw it at Ander's stupid face.

She missed him by inches but her rock crashed into the face of a hooker, knocking her out.

"Look what you did." Ander groaned. "You broke her, you pay me now!"

"I said FUCK YOU! Jamie roared and stormed away, ignoring his whiny voice.

As Jamie stomped down the street, several thoughts invaded her mind. In the end, she only had two choices: murder Ander or kidnap River; both equally tempting.

She got on the bus that took her home: to her luxurious apartment, and as she rode, a bright idea popped into her mind.

"That's it. I'm killing Ander and kidnapping River." She smirked and began laughing like a maniac on the bus, causing everyone to stare at her.

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