NEVER LOOK BACK

CHAPTER 1

If you lived in the world, I lived in you would know who Victor Carter was!

There was not a soul who hadn't been within five feet of the  six-foot-tall friendly giant. Women swooned over him, men admired him. Many wanted to drink from the right shade of coffee with no milk but, there was only one woman for Victor. Trina and Victor owned one of the best clubs on the wrong side of town, but nothing went down at The Maze. The elders can remember the opening day like it was yesterday. The community had come out in droves to witness Trina cut the ribbon in a skirt cut above her lower cheeks. Over the years, apart from the odd drunk and flexible ladies who could dance while doing the splits the dancefloor was a safe zone.

Standing opposite the station between Pixie Chicken and Floyd shoes the club lay doormat during the weekday, the exterior covered in tinted shades and black paint. At ten pm the  neon light would illuminate the corner while the bass would tremble the pavement. The dark red interior had been designed to please, boasting two floors, two bars, two DJ booths and two bathrooms The Maze drew a heavy crowd.

Every weekend the club was packed without fail. The line stretched to the end of the road and this weekend would be no different. It was the last day of the weekend and the first day of carnival everybody and their mothers would be up for a party and Victor was ready to reap the rewards of his  clientele.

Trina had other ideas.

Time had past by so quickly she hadn't  noticed. One minute she was nineteen and in love, the next she was adding botox to her face. Last night, she had finally convinced Victor to sell the Maze and retire before the lines of age set in. Glancing across at her husband she wondered if  he had whispered the words she wanted to hear instead of the truth buried in the pit of his stomach. Either way the club had to go and so did they.

In truth, the Maze was Victors baby and he wasn’t ready to let it grow up and leave his nest. Settled in the passenger seat Trina sighed as Victor turned in the opposite direction of their house.

"Urm ain't we going home."

"I got work to do," Victor replied.

Sliding across her seat Trina grinned devilishly as she invaded his space with her hand. Sliding her palm beneath his shirt she reached his neck before he swatted her roaming hand. Clearing his throat Victor tried to sound as firm as possible in the mist of her temptation.

“Trina Let me concentrate on the road.”

Never skipping a beat Trina pulled his ear and pouted, “That my dear husband is the kind of concentration I need."

Shaking his head Victor huffed, in all the years they had been together the fire had yet to flicker. Struggling to contain his erection he shifted in his seat. From the day he had meet her there had been an instant connection. Everything he had known had been forgotten and the reality had shook his core.  That was the beginning of their love, but The Maze would see them to the end.

“Do you really have to go in tonight, can’t you just let Niko take over for once.” She whined.

“The busiest night of the year and you want to take time off to do what?” Victor asked.

Leaning back in her chair Trina licked her lips and smiled. “Me.”

Laughing loudly Victor concentrated on the road and let her hands wander across his lap.

“You did say you would retire, and we’ve have set an official date.” Pulling down his zip Trina bit her lip as the folds between her thighs moisten. “You need to let Niko take the reins eventually.” Clutching his swollen member, she stroked it lovingly. “That means more time for this.”