Beauty And the Grifter

Chapter 1

Damp physiques arranged in fetal position.  Bodies intwined just as their minds once were, each breath was like a sword penetrating Mila's heart but her body responded without hesitation.

She'd sworn he would not get her back inside of his king-sized bed now, she's here completely wrapped inside of his muscled arms. Looking on the outside one would think they were peaceful lovers the way they couldn't keep their hands off each other.

Malek took each moment to caress and kiss down the nape of her neck all while not fulfilling the urge that sparked in her mind. She knew what he wanted her to do, he wanted to hear her say those forbidden words to him and allow him to ruin things further.

"I missed my baby so much; I just want you back M" Another tantalizing peck now on her cheek just near the brims of her lips while he pulled her in.

Obsession and pure ecstasy were her emotions to the man before her, Drew warned her of the dangers, but she didn't take heed to the older brother instinct. He made it clear there was to be no associating unless he was in the room or someone, he had faith in.

To Drew, Malek was not one to be involved with, dangerous and toughened.

Known in the streets from states to states, everywhere he went he made a name for himself and the news always surprised Mila.

How could she listen to those things, Malek had proven repeatedly to be her hero and not the villain. Granted he does have vicious ways, but he was not this monster they made him out to be. No, not Meekie.

Those were her thoughts she had before today, today he spoke of things that caused her heart to stutter uncontrollably, her palms to sweat and her mind to run away from her in fear. Fear of the things he just spoke over her life, Death.

"Mila" The raspy voice said the name with authority and held no trace of joking.

"Yes, Malek" She spoke.

"I'm in deep M..." a waited sigh came just after the sentence. The heaving of his chest was sign that this was a vulnerable moment for him. Even though she did not see him as he spooned her, the anticipation of what he would say next ate at her insides and made her stomach tie into knots.

What did he mean he was in too deep?

"I'm wanting this shit to last so don't ever fuck me over. I love you, M..."

Kissing behind her ear knowing it's her weakness. Malek's voice was a soft whisper that held Mila on by a thread,

"I would kill for you,"

Another kiss trailed to the nape of her neck, and the pride of having this man crazy for her made her feel special, to be here with him alone made her emotions haywire and her mind at ease. She was safe and protected here in these arms.

"And I would kill you,"

Silence hung in the room while the realization dawned on her. Malek confesses his love for her but also gave her a warning of a lifetime. What once was a fun game of sex and secrecy has brought her to the devil's door and he had come to collect.

"I know how that sounds so, you don't have to say nothin' now but I'm in... here with you, I'm all in baby."

His hand snaked around her and placed firmly against her heart. Skin to skin contact made Mila's mind blur, his touch could break her, and she knew this. Calloused firm hands stay still on the soft skin over her bare breast, somehow Malek knew it beat just for him, his the same. He was making it known that he was the owner, that he would accompany it whenever she placed it on the market. It is his.

"And if I don't want it?" The words slipped before she could catch herself. She didn't mean for it to come out so straight forward, but she needed to know.

No doubt her feelings were deep for Malek, and they grew deeper with each day.

Mila however, knew this compromised a lot of situations and relationships; trust would be broken, and the drama would soon appear.

"Too late cause it's already yours."

Mila could not fathom how he would ever say such things.

Meek the unmerciful, Meek the scammer, Meek the executioner. He was known for his malice and demented antics, although it was not a secret to Malia, she'd heard from her brother, Meek's best friend, how dangerous it was to get involved with him, the devil that lurked behind that cheeky smile of his, but she risked it anyway.

Toying with her life and offering shelter from the world she knew which led them here. In Malek's suburban home just minutes away from Mila's own.

The grip on her exposed frame tightened and so did her heart. She was drawn to him from the first time she saw him standing there with her brother at her friend Kari's yacht party.

Kari who was freshly twenty-two was ready for, Drew, Mila's brother to lure her into a dream state. That is the night Mila met Malek. Tall dark-skinned with pearly whites flashed her and from then on, she was his.

Meek introduced himself and stayed close by until the night was over. They stole glances at each other the whole night but kept a safe distance. It was only after the party they finally spoke to each other away from the peering eyes of their counterparts.

He was not good for the life she had envisioned to live yet still her heart ached at the fact she could not leave either. This is where she would stay. Meek would meet her halfway if not the whole way in their connection, whether she was ready now or in five years she would still be Meek's girl.