The Last Great Seduction

Chapter Five

Shawn's POV

Depressed wasn't even the word to describe how I was feeling. I had just gotten off the phone with Corey to hear some disturbing news about the woman that had given birth to us. I couldn't believe that any of this was happening, but I didn't know what to do, exactly. Sitting there, I watched Rihanna from the corner of my eyes. For years, this woman and I had been together, but she could never tap into my true feelings. I had love for Rihanna, I really did. I loved the woman, because she was very confident about hers. She trusted me, and that's all I could a man could ask for, right? I never cheated on her, but in my mind, I knew she wasn't the one I could live the rest of my life with.

"Babe, you wanna go out to dinner?" She asked me from the bathroom. She had been herself prepared in the bathroom for an hour now. Did it really take women that long to get dressed?

"If that's what you wanna do, Rih," I simply replied before throwing my phone down on the bed.

The way she looked at me was like she was about to come and snatch me up. See, Rihanna had this mean streak in her. She was used to giving orders and not receiving them. It was the reason I liked her in the first place. It was a trait that her and Bey shared in common. Even with Rihanna, I generally paid it no damn attention. "It's not what I wanna do, it's what we're going to do. Now get dressed," Rih said before going back into the mirror.

From Grammy night, she had changed her hair back black with some weave in it. I loved her with black hair, so it was safe to say that I didn't mind showing her off. Rihanna was signed to my label, which meant we made money together. A lot of people didn't like the idea, but I never got over on baby girl. I made sure that she was well compensated for everything.

"How about we go get lil man and take him, too?" Rih asked, speaking of Julian. Rihanna had always wanted to be a mother, but she also wasn't ready to handle the true responsibility of it. She liked the idea of Julian being my son, but not truly being my son. In her mind, it was like babysitting. I didn't think of it that way. Julian was my son.

I rose from the bed and grabbed my cell phone. "I'll call him," I told her before exiting the bedroom to call Julian. I had to go through Milena, who sounded like she was tired from something. I knew that she was taking care of her son and Julian, but hell, she wasn't doing anything career wise. When the kids were at school, I often wondered what the hell she was doing, but I never inquired in fear that Bey would start getting worried as well.

"You wanna go eat with me and Rih?" I asked Ju.

He didn't say a word for a while, and I figured he was thinking of his answer. "Only if we go to Pizza Suprema!"

Pizza Suprema was one of the boy's favorite places. It was fine with me, because the pizza was actually good. I told him to get dressed and that we'd be on our way. I also made another call before going back into the bedroom with Rihanna.

"What he say?" she asked, emerging from the bathroom. She had gotten all of her makeup and hair done, and now the problem was her getting dressed.

"He wants Pizza Suprema."

"Again?!" Rihanna asked in an annoyed voice. "Is that the only thing he eats? We're not going there," she finally said.

I looked at her and threw my hands up. She wasn't the one driving so, it didn't matter what her mouth said.

"I just want something healthier, babe," Rihanna spoke coming closer to me. I looked down at her and I understood that. But, I didn't understand why she even wanted to invite Julian, knowing what his choice would be.

The lust that filled her eyes told me all I needed to know. Going to dinner was going to take a while to get to. I was still watching her intently as she slowly slid down my body. She unbuckled my pants and unleashed my hard on. It didn't take long for Rihanna to have me inside of her mouth and sucking as if her entire life depended on it. For some reason, I grew angry and more aggressive with her. I couldn't explain my anger with her, but she ended up on all fours on the bed with me pounding inside of her as if she had just cussed me out.