Holy Angel

54. She

?/Miya

Her eyes popped open when she heard something rustling at the foot of the bed. She sat up and looked around the dark room. The only light that was shown was a bright light that had to be from a phone.

Miya arched her brow and crawled to the edge of the bed. She saw Mason laying on his stomach looking through her bags.

"You know. I thought about what you said." He spoke as he turned his head to look up at her.

"And what is that?" Miya sat on her knees and pushed her glasses on her face properly.

"You said that I'm afraid to speak up to my boss, but you're your fathers puppet when it comes to him telling you what to do." He arched his brow as he sat up straight. He turned the phone light off and the two sat in darkness.

"You got to do what you got to do before you put things in motion right?" Miya chuckled. "But what about you? Your boss is using you because he knows Marcus can get the job done when nobody else can. Marcus is basically they own personal hitman. You're just as much as a puppet as I am."

She heard him lift himself off the floor, but she stayed where she was. Seconds later she could feel his breath on her face, indicating that he was leaning down in front of her. She could feel the presence of his face centimeters from hers.

"I don't think we've properly met." He chuckled lightly.

"At least not at the same time, Marcus." Miya arched her brow. A small smirk formed on her face within seconds.

"Why don't you have a name?"

"That's not important now is it?" Miya tilted her head to the side.

"We've been together for a year and some change you know." She could sense his tongue drag across his bottom lip.

"I know.  Now is there something that you want from me?" She knew he wanted something, but what exactly? She didn't know. She could tell by the sudden tension in the room.

"Let me release some steam off on you." He chuckled lightly.

"You want to fight?" She arched her brow, confused at first.

"Baby girl." He chuckled again. "I will kill you if I fight you right now, come bend your pretty little ass over on this bed."

Eyes now adjusted to the dark, she could see him back up enough to give her room. She arched both her brows before sliding off the bed slowly. She turned around as she pulled all her hair to one side. She bended over and arched her back just enough.

His warm hands rubbed on her ass before he pressed himself against her.

"This is our first time." She heard him chuckle.

"So, are you going to continue to talk, or are you going to fuck my guts up right quick?" She looked back at him.

"Don't rush me no name."

She mugged at him and rolled her eyes.

"I'm going to give you a name iight?" She felt his fingers hook around her panties before pulling them to the side. "You're not my sweet baby Miya. You're her total opposite."

"Miya needs to rest her nerves before she drives herself back to the place where you put her. Come on now you talking too much." She rolled her eyes.

"Like I said, no name. Do not rush me." She felt him slam into her almost knocking the wind out of her chest.

She gasped and then clenched her fist tight. She was not expecting that from him.

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They laid there naked together breathing heavily.