Mariam was beyond livid.She marched down the hall towards the Deputy's private area and kicked his door open angrily.
Jamal was sitting on the bed, pulling off his boots.
His shirt clung to his sweaty body, outlining all his pecs and making her stomach tighten in a reaction that was peculiar to him alone."What the fuck?" She cussed, halting a few feet away from him.
He straightened slowly; amusement dancing in his eyes as he looked up at her.
"Stop cursing. It's unattractive.""You banned me from the training center!" She yelled, her eyes flashing at him.
He stood from the bed and folded his arms across his chest, his arms bulging with sinews and muscles; distracting her for a second.
"Yes," he answered with a unapologetic smile.
She wanted to wipe it off his face.
"You don't have the right to do that!" She tilted her head to look at him, cursing his tall height.
It annoyed her greatly that he was still smiling.He was always smiling. Even when he was doing insanely annoying things, he would do them with a smile.
"Well..." he shook his head. "If I didn't have the right, you would have been let into the center, now. Won't you?"
Mariam was floored. She couldn't believe him. She was his assistant, why would he ban her from the one place where she could assist him?
"This is about yesterday, isn't it? It's about —"
"Let's not make this about you." He chuckled.
"Look, I made that decision for the betterment of my men. You have been affecting their performances and I can't have that —""This is about me!" She marched towards him and shoved his wide chest.
He just stared down at her without a word.
"This is about me. And it's about yesterday, because you caught me with Biola. It's just sex, Jamal. It's just sex!"
She made to hit his chest again but he grabbed her wrist and held her immobile."Biola? Uhm? What about Sadiq? And Khalid? What about Dayo? And Gbolahan? What about Moyo? Is that enough or do you want me to go on? You have had sex with almost all my men..." he laughed down at her and flung her arms away.
"I don't have time for this."Mariam tried to calm her frantic heart, but it threatened to burst out of her chest.
Where did all her anger go?
Where did all her fury go?She wanted to run and hide away from the disappointment in his eyes; the disappointment poorly concealed by the amusement and laughter he always wore.
She didn't know how to reach him because he was always elusive.
Like now.
He was smiling and laughing; she didn't know how he was really feeling.
"Look, I don't know what your problem is," she said calmly. "I just want you to stay out of my business. My sex life doesn't concern you—"
"Right?" He threw his arms up in the air in total agreement.
"That is what I was trying to tell you. What I did wasn't about you. It was the right decision to take for my men.""Your men! Your men, Jamal! Not babies! Let them think for themselves."
"They seem to be thinking with their dicks these days, so no, thank you. Let me do the thinking."
He pulled off his shirt and flung it to the bed before yawning and stretching his body.
"I'm tired. Can you go?" He padded towards the door, the muscles flexing fluidly in his back as he walked.
She stormed towards the open door and then paused by the doorway.
"You need to lift that ban," she said. "The training center is like my favorite place to be—"
"Go find other places to fuck. My center is off limits." He smiled before pointing towards the door again.
Mariam huffed and made to leave.
"Boy, you had better lift that ban. I'm —"
The breath was knocked out of her lungs as she was suddenly pulled against a hard, sweaty body.
She looked up into Jamal's eyes to see anger in the beautiful orbs. It told her of danger and peril.
Everything she should stay away from.She had always known that underneath all that calm and sunniness was a menace just threatening to burst out.
She was looking straight into his eyes and she felt like she had been plunged into a storm.
"Who are you calling boy?" His eyes were wild, his fingers digging painfully into her flesh.
"All the dicks you've been fucking are boys; you've not met a real man." He glared down at her and she whimpered.
"If I take you once, I swear you would never fit any man again in your life."The threat hung between them for another second until he flung her away from him and stepped back.
His eyes were smiling again.
"That was so stressful. Just go, Mariam."
Mariam turned to leave, but decided against it at the last moment.
Instead, she closed the door and turned back to him.Without a word, she began to shed her cloths.
No man in her life had ever been able to resist her nakedness.
And judging from the cloud of lust pooling in Jamal's eyes as she undressed, she knew he wouldn't be an exception."Take me then," she murmured as her last piece of clothing fell to the floor.
He hadn't touched her yet, but she could feel his visual caress like a physical touch.
His eyes swept down her body; so slowly, it was almost painful."As much as I would love to assuage your desperation this evening, I can't." He looked up at at her again and to her shock, the lust she saw just seconds ago was gone.
Completely.
She almost melted from embarrassment.
"Please get dressed and leave. I would rather not stick my dick in a place everyone else has been." He pursed his lips and turned away from her.
She stood rooted to the spot, her eyes burning with tears.
Faintly, she heard the tap running and realized he had gone into the bathroom.
Quickly, she put on her cloths and ran to the door.
Tears fell down her face as she slipped out the door, but it didn't blur her thoughts and vision.
She knew where she was going.
Jamal had rejected her; but maybe Moyo could alleviate some of her pain.
Sex had always been her way out and she needed it now, more than ever.
xXxThank you so much for reading "Balogun" up until this point. This is the next book in the series and this beautiful story is about Jamal.
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