Convicted Choices{Book 1} *EDITING*

* Chapter 17 * (Part 1)

-Usher Pov-
I smirked watching Chris blow his brains out, I'd set Tashay up over the past week. First I'd sent one of my workers to her job confronting her about Chris then another one the next day. After that I tried getting her number, with her denying it I craved her more and more as I watched her throughtout the week. The hotel she was staying in was established with foreign cameras around the whole hotel room. I made a little deal with the manager since he was one of my old friends.

My phone rang, I glanced at the screen grinning as I answered. "I seen it, it's done." I licked my lips at my inappropriate fantasies of what I was going to do to Tashay. Once I get a whiff of her, I won't be coming back and neither will she.

Dialing her number I'd got from her Facebook account her phone picked up, dumb enough to answer I see. I'd got a fake number, and made a fake account. This number was untraceable and my little friend was able to hack her phone account and delete my number out her call log earlier. I'll have to keep him in handy sometimes.

"Hey is this Tashay from that club Lavender?" I spoke sweetly in a whole different voice as I used a voice changing app. Shuffling over the phone became distant before she spoke finally, "Uh who is this?"

"You remember me? From Lavender? This um Marvin." I almost stuttered pulling off from his house, as we talked I'd made up multiple lies about some childhood shit, I pulled up to her location. I'd been texting Lucas this whole time, he was syncing her location. She was currently at X, it was a expensive hotel.

I parked as we finished off our conversation..or so she thought.

"You know you are just so beautiful Tashay." I complimented feeling my erection grow larger as I heard her sweet chuckle fill the phone. I licked my lips taking the elevator up to the third floor, her door was special..a gold door.

I stopped looking at her glossy door, "Well thank you Marvin.." She said awkwardly before I knocked on her door causing a knock to erupt over the phone.

"Uh Marvin can I call you back?" She rushed as I heard her footsteps grow closer to the door. I smirked rubbing my hands together before ending the call without another word.

I was ready for her perfect smile, her brilliant shaped eyelids..she was perfect and everything I needed In a woman.

The door swung open revealing her perfect glowing skin complimented by her black and gray Nike jogging suit and her all black Roshe's, her hair lay on top of her beautiful artificially shaped head with a relaxing neat bun and some black studs and two rings on her long fingers. Her nails clicked and clacked on the door signaling me to snap out of my trance.

I looked up at her eyes and she politely smiled, but once our eyes connected her smile quickly shimmered into a deep frown as she tried slamming the door into my face but I quickly yet swiftly swooped my foot in between the crack of the door before she could close it.

"Gotcha" I smirked chuckled as I pried the door open with my fingers, I yanked it open as she screamed and yelped running somewhere into the house. I rolled my eyes giggling to myself, contain yourself. Control yourself. I kept that chant ranting on in my head as I headed towards her glistening spiral staircase.

Contain yourself. Control yourself. I repeated in my head trying to control the raging anger perching to burst out of its shell.

I walked into the first open door to see a reading room, I turned hearing a small noise when I kneeled down, meeting my face with hers under something I couldn't quite make out.

She screamed to the top of her lungs and on cue punching me in my nose. The blood leaked as I jumped back holding my aching nostrils together.

She hurriedly climbed from out under the piece of furniture about to run when I reached for her ankles, dragging them down to my level.

I grabbed my hands around her throat silencing her constant cries and screams. I chuckled thrusting both of my hands around her now red neck that I squeezed oh so dearly.

"You're a tough cookie." I mumbled smirking, I coughed up so blood from when she kicked at me must've been hitting my stomach or something.

She tried prying my hands from off her neck as I helped her turn blue.

I stopped dropping her to the floor as she coughed up mounds of blood. I almost..just almost felt bad enough to go help her.

I chuckled grabbing the handcuffs that were in my back pocket and slapping them around her wrists. I taped on some durable tape on her mouth before she tried just rampaging. Her sudden movement caused me to bang her head against her wall knocking her out.

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I shot Lucas a texting saying what I was gonna do with her before slowly stepping down the stairs of the abandoned basement's creaky dark room.

I clicked on the figgidy light, I walked further down the stairs to see Tashay laying on the dirty infested couch I'd put her on, her eyes stayed glued shut as she lay there almost lifeless.

I threw her over my shoulder deciding she didn't deserve this treatment, she should come with me to my house.

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Throwing Tashay's heavy ass body onto the carpet floor downstairs I sealed up the doors before sighing.

I fetched my phone from my pocket seeing H1 flash across the screen when a big grin spread across my face.

I slid the green bar across the screen smiling from ear to ear, "Wassup" I answered nonchalantly when on the inside I was happy as hell to hear her voice. Something to soothe me for the night...at least for now.

"Where you at? I'm outside or whatevs.." She blared through the phone. "Ight. C'mere." I bluntly cringed laying down on my comfy couch.

I heard the clicking of heels come in that's when my smile appeared. She came over to me straddling me as she looked into my eyes.

"How was work?" She asked trying to make am effort to show she cared when in all reality I knew she didn't.

I shrugged enriched in her new apple lipstick, her new banana perfume and stunning earrings.

I hadn't even noticed her clothes were off leaving her in nothing but her lime green laced bra and pantie set along with her red bottoms. Her long black hair swung nicely over her shoulder as she threw it up into a messy bun.

Her hands traced my tattoo of her faded name, Big Mistake. I thought.

She grinned kissing my jawline coming to a stop when she hit my lips. She stared at them before syncing our lips together.

She surprisingly slipped her tongue into my mouth and to my surprise and hers, my tongue tangled with hers.

She shrugged my shirt off of my shoudlets never breaking the kiss as we undressed.

Once we were fully naked I positioned myself at her entrance ready for take off .

One thing I could say about Jorgie was that she knew what she was doing when it came to being in the bedroom. Of course.