𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝑶𝒇 𝑨 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚𝑩𝒐𝒚

13

CHAPTER THIRTEEN
🥀 JULIAN HART
PRESENT DAY
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The rest of the ride was silent until we finally made a stop. "Where are we?" I asked and looked around. "Dinner, then we're going back to my place and ima fuck the shit out do you. Let's go," he said and opened his car door and I was speechless. "Wait what?" I said in confusion, knowing damn well I heard him loud and motherfucking clear.

"You heard me, get the fuck out and I'm repeating myself again," he said and got out, slamming the door. I wasn't even dressed appropriately for dinner and he wanted me to have dinner with him? The least he could've done was let me change. I opened the car door and met up with him, walking by his side with two men who's almost my height walking behind us.

"Dante, I'm not even dressed for dinner. How c-'''

"Shut the fuck up," he said so calmly which caught me off guard cause what's his fucking problem? "Why you mad at me?" I turned to him and asked. He didn't even bother looking my way or responding, so I stepped infront of him and blocked him from going around. "Why the fuck you mad at me Dante?" I asked again and he rolled his sleeves up.

"You finna hit me?" I asked and he snorted. "If youn move the fuck out of my way, yes, I will. Move." He said but I didn't. As if a short ass nigga was gone put his hands on me and expect me not to fight back. "No. I don't know what the fuck your problem is Dante but you need to-'''

He grabbed my chin and tackled me on the ground, "What the fuck?! Dante m-move!" I tried to get him off me but he was strong as fuck. Damn. "I gave you one too many chances. I'm not gone hit you but you will respect me Julian. I don't need to do shit, you den pissed me off enough for tonight. Showing your ass? What the hell was that shit and then you looked at me and kept going, so," he breathed in and gripped my hair and made me come face to face with him.

"You what's wrong it wit me, wit yo' stupid ass, going out here showing yo ass. Imma make sure you remember who you belong to." He said and my heart skipped a beat. I ain't know what to fucking say but "okay." He smirked and let me go, helping me up and wrapping his arm around my waist to keep me tight and close by him. "I'm not going anywhere, you can let me go.." I mumbled to myself but I know heard me.

"Hello, what can I get for you guys today?" The front desk lady asked and Dante answered for us both. "Will they also be included in the meal?" She pointed to the two bodyguards and I looked back. "Julian," Dante called my name and my heart immediately started beating. "Yeah?" I asked. "You want them included in the meal? I don't really give a damn if they eat or not," he said so nonchalantly.

I don't know if I was turned on more or turned off more but he was just so...dominant. I'm usually the dominant one but not this dominant. "Mhm," I said, I didn't really want to speak to him for real. "Okay that'll be-'''

"Use your damn words." He said and I looked at him and glared but looked away quickly. "Yes, they can eat with us." I eventually said and the lady looked like she ain't know what to say. This was so fucking embarrassing, him treating me like a damn child. "Alright, um, follow me." She smiled and said and Dante whispered something to her and she nodded.

She brought us to this private room and said she'd be right back to take our orders. The place was nice as hell, which made me even more conscious of what I was wearing. Plain white tee, black plants and some damn boots. She closed the door and we all took our seats around the table.

"W-we don't have to eat here sir if you don't want us to." One of the guards said and Dante shrugged. "I really don't give a damn on what yall do." He looked at him and I sighed, just mean for no reason. They ain't do him shit. "Yes sir." He said and went quiet.

"Okay, I'm back." The waitress said and took our drink orders first . "I'll have a sweet tea, I'm not really hungry so that'll be all." I said. "Okay, you sure?" She asked and I nodded. "I'll have a glass of water and two bowls of chicken pasta. One to go." He said and she nodded and asked the two bodyguards then left.

"You're going to eat." He said and I sighed. "I'm not hungry." I said. "You don't have to eat here, that's why I got you a to go plate." He said and I really wasn't surprised.

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We made it to his place and my mouth dropped, it was so fucking gorgeous. "It's so big," I said to myself. "I own the whole thing," he said so nonchalantly. "This whole hotel?!" I asked dumbfounded and he looked up from his phone and nodded.

We walked inside and got on the elevator and it was eight fucking floors. He put in his passcode and stepped back, I was on the other side of the elevator. "What floor is we going to?" I asked. "The highest one," he said and looked at me, putting his phone into his pocket and leaning on the elevator wall. "You against kinky shit?" He asked out of the blue and I shrugged , not wanting to make eye contact with him.

"Words." He said and I sighed. "No...I don't care for it. It never felt good to me but I wasn't against it," I said truthfully. "Hm." Was all he said and I looked at him but he was still looking at me, so I looked away quickly. All nervous and shit, Ian like nobody making me feel this way.

"Okay. Say red, if you want me to stop. Yellow, if you want me to slow down or give you a break. Abuse them options and ima abuse you, got that shit?" He asked and I nodded. "Yes." I said reluctantly. "Yes sir," he corrected. "Yes sir.." I corrected myself and the elevator dinged.

We got off and there was only one door on this large ass floor which I assumed was his. He unlocked it through a keypad, the code was 6587, I had good memory so, it'll stay in my head.

"Go in." He let me in first and I went in. "You can start by taking off all of that shit off but leave your underwear on, I got something I want you to change into." He said and took his shoes off and left. His apartment was so big and clean. The first thing you see when you walk in is a big ass TV and living room the size of me and Alex's whole apartment put together.

I did what he said and left my boxers on. I needed a shower but I walked into the living room and touched the white sofa, it was so soft and felt nice under my fingers. "Wear this," he came down the stairs and gave me a "Cow costume??" I looked at him confused. "Wear it." He ordered and began to take his jacket off.

"I need a shower," I said. "No, you ain't showering. I like fucking naturally." He said and I made a face cause nigga what. "I been stripping all day, I'm fuck-'''

"I don't give a damn nigga, go put the shit on and come back to me. Im not gone keep repeating myself, we gone lay down some rules and then we gone get to fucking. Simple, go." He said, I looked down at the costume again and he showed me where the bathroom was.