He Needs Me (Wattys 2020)

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The heated kiss turned into a night of absolute pleasure, I couldn't stop myself from wanting him and it seemed like neither could he.

I don't know when we ended up in his bed but that's where we were, his naked front against my naked back. Our bodies moulded together.

I could feel his hot breath steadily landing on the back of my neck. when we kissed It was like a button was pressed, there was no way for me to stop. Andrei pleasured me from top to bottom over and over again, there was no way I could forget about it.

That's when it all hit me, I like him, I really really like him. It may even be more that. He wasn't lying about the other mafias thing which means he was actually trying to protect me.

" 5 minutes get ready, we need to go somewhere." his gruff voice interrupted my thoughts, I sighed quietly and nodded, still kind of dazed from what I just thought about.

Once he realised our position he rolled out of bed hurriedly, I didn't even have it in me to look at him. He was still being cold, after what had happened how was he still being cold. Instantly my stomach dropped at the thought of him not liking me back, oh God.

Once Andrei got out of the bathroom fully dressed I had a shower and wore his white shirt that was hanging on the hook. Damn he's massive let me tell you that, the shirt went just above my knees.

I ambled towards the door slowly, Andrei was already downstairs.

" let's go"

" where are we going" I asked.

" the estate" my body filled with happiness, my first thought was that he's taking me to dad and that's all I wanted to believe .

The rest of the car ride was enveloped in silence. I was getting angrier, he said nothing about last night, was I bad? Did he not like me?

As we reached the outside looked pretty much abandoned, on dead days that's how it portrays itself.

Andrei followed me as I slipped through the hallways excitedly, forgetting about the pain I felt in the car.

We reached Jamals floor within minutes, I knocked on his door hurriedly hoping he'd answer as quickly as possible. Before he opened the door I turned back to see Andrei, he had his head held up high portraying a very professional vibe, yes me likey.

" princess!" It was about time, my head whipped towards the voice a smile taking over my lips.

" Jamal!!!!" I yelled excitedly, without even thinking I wrapped my arms around his waist and sighed as he did the same. He's like a brotherly figure to me.

Jamal kept his hands securely around my waist as I felt him look towards Andrei. " Mr Jabal" his voice was full of shock.

I was about to let go but before I could Andrei pulled me back by my shirt, well his and at the same time Jamal pulled his gun out from his waistline. I couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Andrei was seething as he stared at him, the way his body straightened I felt nervous.

" either you lower your strap or I'll pistol whip you into oblivion, your fucking choice" he growled,

" let go of her"

" why, what does she mean to you" Andrei asked calculatedly.

Jamal inhaled a deep breath as he pushed the gun further.

" are you the one who had a hit out on her cause I swear to god I will shoot you no matter how much power you got" the anger in Jamals voice was evident. Within seconds he pushed me behind his back and launched himself towards Jamal.

As soon  as hit fist hit Jamal's  face I ran up to them both.

" ANDREI, LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!" I yelled

" why is he your fucking boyfriend"

" what's your damn problem! We had sex last night, in the morning you acted like it never happened and right now your acting like your my husband" I let out tiredly, his bipolar ish attitude was getting to me quickly. Andrei ran a hand through his hair in frustration his eyes squeezing shut at the same time.

" it was nothing, a mistake. Why are you so deeply affected" His lip tipped up in a small but victorious smirk " unless I was your first."

I walked towards Jamal quickly. He was staring at the both of us in bewilderment and slight anger, I remember he's told me more than a million times never to get involved with made men, they don't care about anyone.

" no you weren't, Thanks for helping me. Bye."

It was my fault.