My Abusive Thug

Chapter 4

This chapter has a sex scene. I don't usually don't sexual content. Sex scenes aren't really my thing. Sorry if I'm not descriptive.
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*Skipping a few months*

Melanie's Pov

Me and Marques have been talking nearly everyday. He's so sweet and caring. I never would have guessed that from a thug like him.

He finally told me why he did the dip on our date. One of his workers stole from him and he had to handle it.

I wasn't really surprised. He is known as one of the biggest king pins in Miami. That much I already knew. I should he scared to he with this man. For some reason I'm not. He just makes me feel so safe. No guy have ever made me feel this way before.

Speaking of Marques I hear the doorbell ring. It must be him now. I walk downstairs and see Marques standing at the door. I open it and he walks in. Today he's wearing some basketball shorts and a wife beater. His muscles are looking right. All of his tattoos are on display.

"Mel?" Says Marques

"Huh?"

"You've been staring at me for at least 5 minutes now. I know I look good bae it's okay. Don't worry it's all yours." 😏👌says Marques

"Boy bye your so silly. Come on lets go upstairs."

I grab his hand and lead him to my bedroom.

Once we're inside I close the door behind me.

"Where's your parents at?" Asks Marques

"There out of town for the weekend."

"So you got the house to yourself and you didn't even tell me?" Says Marques

"I didn't find out until last minute. They weren't even going. My mom kept complaining she needs a vacation so my dad finally said yes."

"Interesting." Says Marques stroking his chin hair.

"What are you up to?"

"Nothing. I was just thinking you should chill with me. While your parents are away. I don't want you to be lonely. Come stay with Daddy." Says Marques

"I guess I could."

"Good that's what I like to hear. Now go pack a bag." Says Marques

I walk over to my walk in closest and start packing clothes.

After I grab everything I need I head into my room. I find Marques texting on his phone.

I decide to be nosey and see who he's talking to.

"Who you on the phone with?"

"No one it's not important. You got your bags now let's go." Says Marques

I grab my phone off my dresser. Marques walks out the door. I follow after him.

When we get downstairs I turn off all the lights before locking the door.
Once we're outside I get in after him.

I've never been to his house before. Marques usually chills at mine. I'm curious to see what his house looks like. I wonder if it's as big as they say.

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Marques parks the car and we both get out. He carries my bags for me.

I'm a bit nervous about this weekend. I've never stayed with a boy over their house before. It might sound weird but it's true. Before Marques I had bad luck in the boy department. My dad usually scared them off. After that guys just stopped trying.

When we get inside the place is beautiful. He has nice hardwood floors. They look like they've just been freshly polished. There's a flat screen TV mounted to the wall.