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Clinton's POV//

I inspect Marie's past out state, my hand pressing against the pulse point into her neck. I could barely feel the pulse. I gulp. Maybe I was being a little harsh on her. I gently smack her cheek to wake her up a little. "Marie?" I whisper, hearing her mumble slight words in response. "Baby?" I continue, tapping her cheek again and again until her eyes finally opened lazily.

"Are you okay?" I question, her now moving her body ever so slightly. "Marie!" I raise my voice, her now opening her eyes fully and started to stare up at me with an uncomfortable glare. "Y-Yeah, sir?" She stuttered with a whine, obviously not wanting to be woken up. "Stay awake." My voice harsh.

I could see her bite her lip, laying her head back against the sofa whilst her hands lay low at her hips. She wanted sex and I wasn't really wanting it anymore. "Stop." I mutter, "Why, it's what you wanted right? To fuck me senseless, right? I'm doing you a favour." She whispered. I shake my head, watching her hands groom lower. "Marie, no." I shout. She denies my orders and carries in, this resulting in me grabbing her hands with my left hand and pinning them on the headrest of the sofa. "Stop ignoring me, dumb whore." I growl. "Why don't you make me, huh?" She grins. "Enough!" I grunt.

"Daddy, you're hurting-." She tugs on my hand that held hers. She knew how I felt about my new pet name. "Did you hear what I said, daddy?" She spoke a little louder. "Daddy I said you're hurting." She repeats, my jaw clenching. I glance down at her and shake my head, "Shut the fuck up with your daddy shit. You know how I feel about that." I spat.

"You don't like that daddy?" Marie held an innocent yet teasing tone in her voice. I clench my jaw once again, letting her hands go and placing my hand near her jaw, my lips dipping towards her ear, I was getting aggravated. "Stop being a little brat by trying to make me fuck you because it's not going to fucking happen, do you hear?" My anger flared up. Marie just laughs. "But da-" she spoke, myself interrupting her in advance. "I said do you hear me, Marie!" I shout, my face meeting with hers.

"Gosh, you kinda changed your tune didn't you." I hear Christian tut, looking up and spotting him in the doorway. "Are you kidding me, I don't wanna fuck an overdosed slut." I respond. "Look at her." I glance down at Marie, her now sticking her tongue out at me. "But isn't that how you like your girls, drugged and slutty." Christian mutters. I glare up at him, "Why don't you try to control her then, huh? See how you cope." I grimace. Kras lowered his brows, "No because if anything ever happened, you'd be the first to kill me." He responded, myself now shaking my head. "No, come here and show her who's boss. You'd like that, wouldn't you Marie?" Marie stares up at me, an eager look on her face and a bitten lip.

"See, it seems like she likes you, right, Marie?" I stare down at her, her nodding and turning her head to look at him. "I like you." She bit her lip, jealousy was in my veins but it was teaching her a lesson so it was well worth it. Christian stiffens, shaking his head. "I can't do that, Clinton." His jaw clenched, his eyes never leaving hers.

//Christian's POV//

"Plus I've got a girlfriend." I shake my head once again, Marie's stare burned deep into my skull. "She doesn't need to know, she's done way worse." She retorted, my eyes now landing on Clinton's, a confused expression smothered his face. "You know his girlfriend?" He asked, my eyes widen. "No." I quickly spoke. Marie grinned, her glare now turning towards Clinton. "Do you?" His voice is dark. She tilts her head and shrug, "Just wild rumours I've heard on the street, sir." She relaxed my nerves. Clinton could never find out about me and Marie knowing each other.

"Right." He glared towards me, "are you gonna do as I asked or not? She seems oh so desperate for you, aren't you, baby girl?" He carried on, Marie turning back towards me with a dirty stare, myself sighing and nodding. "Fine." I walk towards the pair, "Good." Clinton grimaced.

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