Intimate || Imagines & Unfinished Stories

002 Your Very Own | Drake & Stephen Curry

October 16, 2005
Toronto, Canada
5:28pm
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"If you don't stay away from him I'm going to tell the press he beat you." Kenya threatened

"No. Please." I begged

"I'm not going to sit here while he's over there beating you."

"He's not beating me."

"Stop defending him. (She sighed) look just stay away from him while your face heals."

I nodded slowly and she sighed again.

"I'll check on you later."
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Drake POV
"Who is she?" Kayla sighed out

"I'm not going to tell you again dammit! I don't know who your talking about!" I roared at her

"All you do is lie!" She yelled walking away from me

"Don't walk away from me!" I yelled grabbing her arm

"Let go of me! You want to lie then don't lead me on! Go love that other bitch."

I picked her up by her waist and threw her over my shoulder. She kicked and punched me while screaming for me to put her down.

I laid her on the bed and kissed her lips before she could go off on me again.

"I love you." I said pulling away

"Sure you do."

My once calm demeanor raged as she said those words. I pushed her small body back in the bed and attacked her with kisses while pinning her arms to the bed.

I ripped her shirt open and attacked her already hickie covered chest.
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Asia POV
Boredom couldn't describe the state I was in right now. I wasn't bored. I wanted to feel Aubrey's heated skin against mine and his tight grip around my waist.

I missed Aubrey and he didn't beat me. He loved me and treated me like no man has ever done before. I modeled but he payed for the expensive stuff I wore and for the house I stay in. Kenya says that stuff isn't love but what does she know. I knew he loved me and that was the bottom line.

'Knock Knock'

I grabbed my robe and pulled it tightly around my body.

'Knock Knock'

"I'm coming." I sang walking to the door

I opened it slightly and peak at my visitor. Aubrey.

I opened the door quickly letting him in.

"Where have you been?" He growled at me

"K-Kenya said to-"

"Kenya?! Who gives a fuck about what Kenya has to say?!"

I flinched at his sudden roar.

"Look sorry. I just get scared when I don't hear from you." He said pulling me into him

I nodded on his shoulder and hugged him tightly. He kissed my neck a few times.

"You hungry?" I asked

"Yea."

I pulled away but only to be pulled back.

"I didn't say for food." He whispered in my ear

I giggled and wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me upstairs.

He laid me on the bed caressed my thigh as he kissed my neck.

"Take it off." He said pulling at my robe

I did as told and did my shirt as well.

He pulled a condom from his pocket and set it on the nightstand. I pulled off his shirt and while kissing his lips. He pulled his shorts and boxers down under me.

I gasped as he entered me. 

I stared at the condom that sat on the nightstand.

"If I'm pregnant then he'll stay." I thought to myself
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I stretched and felt around the bed. No one.

I finished my stretch and drug myself from the bed. I picked up the gold wrapped condom and threw it in my top drawer along with the other stuff Aubrey's left over.

I walked into the bathroom and looked over my face. It was still light purple but he didn't mean to do it. My neck was covered in his "love bites". Although my current appearance was terrible, I loved how I looked. Aubrey did all this to me the hickies and wild hair made me feel like Aubrey's Girl.