The darkest me

The wife of a basket case

It turns out Ross had a reoccurring mental condition that made it illegal for him to be around people and I wasn't exaggerating. Ross was put in a mental institution at age thirteen after he killed his nanny and his illness came to light. However he was released and said to be capable of functioning on his own once more if he continued his prescription. Years later after the brutal murder of four of his friends he was again admitted to a mental institution and release a year later after showing gf great improvement. How could I not know Ross had a mentally condition, how did his bestfriend Jamie and Johnathan not know? How could I have married a man that I apparently knew nothing about? Now we are looking into him for murder of our friends and my parents. Thanks to my poor judgement I would now and forever be known as the agent that married a basket case. My life could not get any worse. Richard Fletch was brought to a safe house under twenty four hour guard and so was Macy McDonald his so called child. The FBI pulled her and her twins out of the Valley immediately and brought her to to Mr Fletch where he would explain why it was necessary

A different kind of love
I wasn't feeling so bright this evening. After James drop me off at my parents home I begged him on my knees to stay with me. The many times Ross and I had sex made my stomach ache and all the time I allowed him to beat me, I should of just shoot him. Am not useless at all, I just allowed him to take advantage of me like how I allowed Mr Brown. Why do I keep allowing these things to happen to me. What I now felt was hatred for Ross, I hated him for invading my life. As I reveal these things to James I saw him cave, I could see the pity in his eyes but I didn't want someone to pity me. Well not yet anyway. My bodyguards were still off duty seeing that I was not scheduled to be back just yet. The moment we got inside I started raiding my alcohol cabinet. However James stopped me and demanded i ate something first but I was too week to cook so he prepared dinner for us instead. On sight of my empty plate I head back to my alcohol cabinet and before it reached 8:30pm that night I was almost drunk so James cut me off. I tried to get to my bedroom on wobbly knees but it was impossible James had to carry me to my bedroom again and laid me in bed. He was just about to leave when I held on to his tie. He stopped directly in his tracks, I could see something else in his eyes too besides pity so I took the chance and I kissed him. He kissed me back and before you knew it we were naked in each other's arms. James made love to me, it was the first I was experiencing sex this way. He caressed my body and my soul. The way he wined inside of me made my blood run cold. I came four times straight before he came one. And when he placed his mouth over my breast I lost control of my self and started to tremble as I came again. Unlike every other guy I have been with James didn't attack me like he has been in prisoned and he wanted to please me more than he wanted to please him. When he saw the exhaustion in my eyes he stopped and came off of me. He tried to leave again but I stopped him and slept in his arms. I awoke nine o clock the following morning to an empty bed James wasn't beside me. I got up from my bed and put on a robe to cover my body. As i head out the room I could smell eggs in the kitchen. When I went into the kitchen I saw James making breakfast. Upon seeing me he prepared me a dish of Mac and Cheese, mashed Irish potatoes with boil eggs on the side then we sat down to eat on the floor of my kitchen. This was what I loved about James you know the spontaneity. James was a romantic and I think am inlove. When we finished eating we sat there for a while and then he spoke.

"Sorry about last night I didn't mean to. It's just that you're a sexy lady and am attracted to you. I have always been attract to you since the moment we met. Didn't mean to take advantage of you"

He then stopped and looked at me waiting for a response. I did respond but not with words. I got up and I climbed on top of him. I started by kissing him and then I reached into his pants for his dick. I could feel that it wasn't has hard as it could be. So I started to suck on it. James moaned and occasionally let a curse word slip here and there. I could see that see that he was near to coming so I stopped as I had plans for his nine inches. His dick was now standing tall in the air. I got up off my knees and palms to resume my sitting position. As I placed my warm pussy over his dick he moaned slightly. The moment I started to ride his dick he transformed on me. The agency of very few words spoke Spanish for me. Eventually he came, I however still wanted more. He took one look at me and it was like he knew I wasn't pleased. He grabbed me as I sat back down on the floor and reopened my legs. He put my bathroom exposing me in full veiw. He trail kisses from my breast down to my vagina. He then bit me gently on my inner thighs before he started sucking at my clit. In about five minutes time I was watering. That was when he introduced his tongue into my opening. It felt so good I started to wine on it. Within moments I came. Like usual whenever I got my pussy sucked it only made me want more dick. He then got up and replaced his dick with his tongue. His dick was so hard veins were bulging on it. After s few minutes he came, I didn't but I was pleased. It's a good thing it wasn't a work day for us else we would of been properly punished for being late. When we were finished I noticed the broken plates on the floor and places on our bodies where the splinters sliced. We got up clean the kitchen floor and then tend to each other Sunday morning came and ended and it was now time for us to get back to work. I started to notice little things about James that I didn't before, the way his eyes wrinkled when he laughed and how he pouted when he lost a game of cards. Every time he walks into a room where I am my heart skips a beat Whatever he touch my hands Angels sang I think it was safe to say Cassandra Vellver was inlove for the first time in her. Only problem was I didn't know if he loved me.

Word from author
I know this chapter is smaller than the rest but I didn't want to spoil the James, Cassandra moment so just proceed to my next chapter.