Iris wasn't used to much, she was just a hardworking woman with no past, present, or future. She had no life and found a man that could upgrade her, but the way they meet is far from the usual. She had her doubts, as did he but the two build an empi...
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"Do I really have to go? The event was enough. My feet hurt an--," I began to complain but before I could keep it going I was interrupted.
"I gotta have you there, you my plus one," Killa kept looking at himself in the mirror as he cuffed his wrists. "I'ma make sure to make it worth your while love,"
"Yeah." I scoffed and sighed. "You better,"
"Atta girl, comere," his husky voice made my body tingle, I had to go ahead and comply before we stayed at the house longer than we needed to.
"Hmm," I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his torso, his cologne was just right. It was faint but it did the job just right.
"You look good," he said while gazing into my eyes and normally I would be intimidated but this time I didn't mind. He placed kisses all over my face making me blush into a whole other color, and I could feel it.
"Damn, you gone mess up my makeup," I rolled my eyes and rested my hand on the back of his neck.
"So," he smacked his lips and grabbed my ass real firm, I felt my panties already getting a little wet. "Gimme ah kiss,"
I grabbed his chin and pulled him closer, pecking his lips and smiling at him. "Are you ready? I'm already ready to lay down,"
"Yeah, let me go see if Boog ready. I'll meet you downstairs," he pecked my lips once more before heading out of the room.
Before I left the room I made sure to grab my phone and my purse. I could not leave the house without it. I felt my heart already racing and I'm sure it was just the rush Kilante gave me.
I still feel a bit weird about this relationship, he's not what I'm used to and there is a big ass age difference. I wish I could make up my damn mind. He makes me feel good, the sex is amazing, he's sweeter than I expected, and I could really just be in my head.
Love ain't ever been easy for me, I know I shouldn't compare him to anybody I fucked with before him but shit I can't help it. I have my doubts but I'm really just gonna let things settle.
I found myself snapping pictures of myself, I really felt good, I looked good, and this is probably the best I ever felt in my life. Who the hell could've thought being kidnapped would change my life for the better.
It is weird though. I think that's where all my doubting thoughts are coming from. Like bitch you really dating somebody that was about to kill you. But fast forward and I'm fucking with billionaire and living in luxury.
And living here is all fun and games, I still want my own space. I want my own home, I don't want to live with Killa but I like being around him.
Pose after pose and I couldn't get a good shot, fuck it.
"Iris!" I heard Killa's voice from downstairs.
"Aw shit," I cussed under my breath. "Coming!"
I made sure I had everything, I sprayed a few more mists of my Victoria's Secret perfume and turned the bedroom light off before heading downstairs. I made sure to be careful with these heels on, Killa made his way up the staircase to help me down.
"Damn, she can't walk by herself?" Boog raised an eyebrow and shook his head. Him and Killa had on the same all-black tuxedo, they were sharp in my honest opinion.
"You can't just ever shut up? Like yo' big bobbled head ass always gotta say something," I rolled my eyes at him.
"Can't whoop me, so I ain't worried 'bout you shorty," he chuckled.
"Boog," Killa shook his head. "Gone head and get in the truck before we jump you,"
"I can take him with my hands behind my back," I joked and kept trying to step down without missing a step.
"You can't even take dick," He retorted and I gasped, tapping his arm lightly. "Chill, I'm just playing. You do be running like a mothafucka though,"
"Yeah, we'll see about that,"
"I got some shit I wanna try anyways," he said licking his lips, continuing to hold onto my hand as we made our way out of the door.
"Like what?" I pursed my lips and gave him a short glance.
"You'll see," he smirked.
As we approached the truck, Kilante held the door open for me and I ducked getting in and sitting by the window. There were four seats in the back, facing each other and of course, I was facing Boog.
Kilante got in beside me and ushered for the driver to do his job.
"Did y'all set up earlier?" Kilante spoke to Boog, and I went ahead and removed my ears from their conversation.
I kept my eyes on my phone for a short period of time, the man driving bumped a curve making my heart skip a beat.
"I'm paying you to drive, not wreck my shit," Killa cut his eyes at the man in the rearview mirror.
"I didn't see it sir, I apologize,"
"Nah, just be careful," he scoffed and put his eyes back on Boog.
"Yeah, everything set in place. I ain't fuck nothing up this time,"
"This time," I snorted and didn't think either one of them heard me but they simply ignored it.
"I hope not, you know I'm not tryna have no issues. Call Terrence real quick, see if he already out there," Killa said looking down at his phone.
"Aight," Boog nodded and did the same, punching in numbers and placing the phone to his ear.
I looked away before we made eye contact and felt myself becoming cold from the air, and I had this damn spaghetti-strapped dress on me.
"Kilante," I sighed and looked over to him.
"Wassup?" He raised an eyebrow, putting his phone to his ear.
"Can you hold me? I'm cold," I twisted my lips.
"Cmere," He moved his head to the left indicating for me to move closer.
His hand rubbed up and down my arm, the goosebumps on my arms began to go away. They were warm and I needed them to stay that way, it was like he had heating pads embedded in his hands.
I pulled out my camera to make sure my makeup wasn't smeared from Kilante's lips. I noticed his big ass head in my frame making me turn over to him and shake my head. I could hear Boog gagging, but he was really just making it easier for us to piss him off.
And I liked pissing Boog off.
I stuck my tongue out in my picture and snapped it. Killa didn't seem to mind I was flicking pictures of him. I can get a good picture in the car but when I wanted to show off this expensive ass outfit my camera was doing me dirty.
Kilante pressed his lips on my forehead, I snuggled up against him and locked my screen holding my phone in my hand.
"How long is the drive?" I turned over to Kilante, he was still on the phone and pulled it away from his ear to give me a response.
"It's bout a hour drive from here," he said, basically translating that I could take a nap before we got there.
