Rival Lovers (Completed)

Chapter 17

"So, did he seem nice and all?" Wrennly asked me as he rolled off of me.

I was breathing heavily from what just happened.

"He seemed nice and all, but he was a bit of a dick. He also knows about us. He had asked me if I was with someone romantically or physically. I told him that I was with someone and he asked who, I told him it was you as long as he didn't tell my father. He said I could still hang out with you, but this, as in sex, had to stop since he doesn't want to be in an open marriage,"

Wrennly looked at me surprised and shocked. "You told him about us?! What if he tells your father?"

"Don't worry about that. He won't ever find out." I told him trying to calm him down.

Wrennly got out of my bed and started to put his clothes on, "So what does this mean? Are we done having sex?" Wrennly asked me.

"Well, it depends if you can keep us on the down-low,"

"I don't understand,"

"I do want to continue us. I like sex, and all that comes with it. I like being your friend and hanging out with you, but I'm not 100% sure at the moment if Francis will continue to let us hang out. But if he does, I still want to keep having sex with you. But we'd have to be careful. I'm not sure how much of an eye Francis will keep on me,"

"I don't know Beverly, I'm not sure if I want to risk getting caught and getting my head blown off. He's a psychopath just like his father."

"No, he's not," I said quickly to defend Francis. I sighed, "He's not that bad. I know I only spent a few hours with him, but he didn't seem anything like his father. His father is a lunatic."

"Why are you defending him? You barely know him! He could end up killing you if you don't give him children! Or what happens if he catches us? He will blow my fucking head off and kill you as well! Son like the father." Wren said.

I got up from the bed and threw on a shirt before walking over to Wrennly and slapping him hard.

"Don't," I warned him.

"You know what Beverly, I don't even know who I am looking at at the moment. You seem so different. Call me when you get your head out of your ass," Wren said before walking out of my room.

I sighed before sitting down on my bed.

I didn't mean to flip out. I just lost all control for a second. I care about Wrennly and not everything is about sex between us. He is a good person to lean on when I need it.

I head a sudden knock on my door and saw my father standing there.

"Got something to tell me?" he asked angrily.

Shit...

He must've seen Wrennly walkout.

I mean shit, this looks bad.

I only have a shirt on, no underwear or bra, and my bed is messy from the sex.

"Don't worry, he and I are over. I'll be marrying Francis soon anyways," I said with no regret.

"It better be or I'll kill him," my father said before walking in front of me.

"You are leaving tomorrow to go and move in with Francis. You will marry him in 3 weeks,"

I looked at the ground. 3 weeks?

It's all happening so quickly that I can't even catch my breath.

"This is too quick," I said lightly.

My father grabbed my chin and lifted me to him, "Don't fuck this up you little harlot. I have let you get away with a lot of shit ever since your mother died, but no more! You will marry Francis and give him his heir's. I will not have you fuck any of this up. Understood?"