Make Me Yours!!

reliving the past

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Shay-

I stood in the kitchen for a hot minute wondering what the hell was going on before the front door opened. The guys looked all around the living room before noticing me standing in the kitchen. The table is set for the three of us, a bottle of wine placed in the middle with the cork opener laying next to it.

After the whole punching a bitch in the face, i came back here, showered, put on some casual clothes and headed straight to the kitchen. Ok so it's only 2 in the afternoon but at least dinner will be done early. The boys can relax after eating and watch tv instead of focusing on work. Maybe i can get them to focus on me. 😉

"Love, we need to talk. I would prefer to do this where you're not standing in a kitchen full of sharp deadly knives. Mind coming to the table for a minute?"

Oh shit, here it comes!!!!

Mike, the driver walks pass me looking awful. Down right exhausted but he heads to the cabinet to grab another wine glass. I guess he is joining us. This must be more serious than i thought.

After washing and drying my hands, i walk towards the table to see that the wine bottle has already been opened, has been poured and another bottle has joined the first one. Fuck my life, this is going to crush me, i can feel it. Mike sits to the right of Benji who's sitting on my right. Roman takes the seat to my left. This puts me at the head of the table where every body has a direct and clear view of me. All of silverware has been moved from in front of my seat and the plate has clearly been stacked on top of the others on the opposite side of the table. What do they think I'm going to do, flip the whole table over?

Looking around at all the sad faces, i decide screw this shit and grab the full unopened bottle of wine, pull the cork from the neck of the bottle and drain half of its content. If they're about to drop a bomb on me then a bitch gotta be somewhat prepared.

Three faces look towards me with wide eyes before Roman clears his throat and begins talking.

"Well, i guess i will start.  As we can see you've figured out that we have a past with that woman from the meeting!?! Happened years ago and we feel nothing but disdain and hate for her, Mike included." Mike gave a brief nod of the head before a shiver ran down the length of his body. "That woman is named Maria Bennett, as stated in the meeting. About 3 years ago, maybe, we met her at a charity event for children with cancer. They had one of those auctions to take women out on dates and she was a participant. We had the highest bid and won the opportunity to take her on a date. At first everything was great, we wined and dined, had great kinky freaky sex, had picnics, normal couple stuff. Until about a year and a half into the "relationship" when she called Mike to pick her up  from an old rivals house. At first Mike thought nothing of it but what started out as picking her up maybe once a month became twice a month to a few times a week. Every time she was picked up, she was wearing different clothes than what she had arrived in. Mike quickly informed us of what was happening and it turned out not only was she sleeping with him, she was married to him, telling him our business secrets, and stealing money and other things from us. When we had all the informatiom we tossed her on her ass back at her husband's house. A few months later we realized exactly who her husband was. We thought she had married Andrew Bennett,  35 year old lawyer but she had actually  married his father, 75 year old William Bennett SR. and was Andrew's newest stepmother."

OH GOD, I THINK I'M GOING TO BE SICK!!!!!!

"Wait, wait, wait one cotton picking minute. You're telling me that her husband is 75 years old?"

All three heads gave a nod. Benji took a deep breath before he continued the story.

"While she was here, she treated staff terribly. Tried to get Mike fired by saying he made a move on her, said the cook tried to kill her by feeding her something with tomatoes in it. She started fights with us just to figure out how to push our buttons. Started making business deals for us without our consent and called the cops saying that we beat her up everyday. We never laid a hand on her but she had twisted her way into this story and it took months to clear up."

Deep breath

Deep breath

Deep breath

This bitch deserves more than i gave her. I'll give her another taste soon though.

Its time to ask the question thats been rolling around in my head since this whole thing started.

"So is this the same Maria tattooed on your neck?"

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A/N

I'm  an awful author and left you guys hanging for a really long time. Sorry!!!! Enjoy this chapter.