STAIN ON MY PURE

Chapter Nineteen

Ziyanda's POV

We arrived at the ball meeting that he actually forced me to attend with him and I feel out of place, like I don't belong here everybody's dressed so eligible and elegant not to mention so pretty, white so you can see I was the source of attention I mean I have never in my life been in a room full of hundred plus all white people the feeling I was feeling right now was beyond scared I just didn't know what would these white people do to me, would they kill me, abuse me or use me for their own pleasure while their ladies watched and enjoyed a black hoe being dominated and destroyed by their husbands and boyfriends I don't know.

I could see them all glaring and staring at me the entire night some have that hatred envy stare some have that stare I wanna ravish you infront of everyone watching right here right now not to mention that I couldn't breathe this whole entire time Mr Bennett had me by the throat I mean by his side the whole time, I just wanted to disappear and run from here which I know that would be the most stupidest dumpest thing to do so I would rather just pretend like I'm having a good time for the sake of just.

I had been smiling the whole past like 40 minutes I have been here and my cheeks are starting to hurt, and to say I've been for only forty minutes couldn't kill me more as I like to think I've been in here for forty years man I hate this place, hate the environment and I know quite well that these people don't like me either.

"Hey sexy whatcha doing here by yourself, what you don't like the party" A handsome man says from behind I turn and meet his eyes or God he is fine as hell and I can't believe I'm saying a white man was fine but this guy's fine and he's dimples were ice on a cake, he had perfect focused jaw you can see his cheekbones popping up, had a nice green three piece suit Armini suit, nice expensive Italian shoes that I didn't even know the name of them, had perfect green eyes matching his suit but I think I have met this guy before at the hotel he is one of Mr Bennett's acquaintances oh Jah! I remember him he is that nice guy I met the day after I got robbed my innocence what did he say his name was again Jah! Quinton.

"Take a picture honey it'll last longer" He smirks

This guy's such a flirt if he wasnt in business with HIM maybe I would've fallen for his smirk

"No I think I'm good"

"Jah sure you are I mean my cousin would kill me if I took my chances with you, but I have to say you look much ravishing sexy tonight much different from the first time I met you, you should quit being a housekeeper that outfit is pretty hideous for you"

"Aren't you such a flirt huh?" For some reason I find it easy to chat with this guy

"A flirt? Honey I'm more than just a flirt I don't flirt honey if I want it I get it easy like that" He snaps his fingers

I laugh at his stupidness confidence

"Wait you said your cousin? Is Mr Bennett your cousin?"

"Unfortunately, now that he has his eyes on you I have to move next door or next doors whichever way"

" Speaking of my cousin he has asked me to take care of you while he is busy with some negotiations with others so I'm hoping I'm off good company"

"Actually yeah you are of good company"

"Do you have any cousins and sisters that might happen to look like you?"

"No and please drop with these flirtations"

"Come  on baby haven't you seen how sexy you look right now you'd everybody in the room gazing at you even the women wanting to switch leagues, so you can't blame me for wanting to shoot my shot at you, I mean he doesnt need to know and we'll be quick"

To say i was angry would be a complete lie I was flabbergasted what does he take me for a hoe?!

"Do you guys all think all black women are hoes?!" I try not to sound mad but my emotions got the better out of me I saw him twitch

"Sorry I didn't mean it like that, fuck I'm sorry I'm not good at this please forgive me and forget I ever said anything, I love black woman and respect them I mean they have the most amazing body and skin at that just.... Forget it okay wanna drink?"

First Bennett I met that is not a totally asshole this guy is unbelievable he is actually even apologizing someone was taught manners I kind like that.

"It's fine, but I'm fine"

"A dance maybe?"

"My type of dance and yours differ so I'll pass plus the music is a little slow"

"Cool I can get the DJ to switch up a bit" He rolls over the DJ and suddenly change the beat to something more upbeat still not my style but better than the one they had before and he returns asking for my hand again

"May I please have this dance milady?" He bows with spot on English accent for a sec I thought he was English

"Well of course if you must" mine is actually much rather terrible he laughs at my accent

"I think we should keep it original don't you think"

We take the floor trust me when I say this guy can move man, we danced a little bit of salsa, mambo, all these moves for almost whole fifteen minutes I was actually having fun thinks to Quinton for making me feel like a blend I can see why the girl love him he's the much charming Bennett in the family but he's just not as fine as HIM I'll admit I hate him but it doesn't change the fact that he's gorgeous true facts that too.

As we're dancing I feel eyes on me not that they were not there at first but these eyes are the ones that I know I didn't want to be on me especially when I'm having fun, Lord sweet Jesus he must mad now. A hand taps Quinton on his shoulder

"Mind if I have a dance with the lady too huh cousin?" My eyes widen in shock and fear

Lord fuck I'm dead!

"No she's all yours man"

I plead with Quinton non verbal hoping he won't leave me with his cousin like that but unfortunately my prayers were not answered

"You look a little troubled why not happy to dance with me or you want me to call Quinton back?"

I don't say anything back to him I know what he's trying to do and I'm not going to give him the satisfaction

"I should've known leaving you for a minute you wouldn't anytime to go whoring around with everything that's wearing pants in room, typically black hoe thing" He chuckles as he squeeze me on my figure I wince I can see he is under influence again which is not a good sign at all.

"Come on" He leads me out to his limousine

He can't seem to let me breathe or give me breath what's wrong with him he claims to hate my people plus myself but he likes hurting me I find it twisted honestly

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