"Okay", I said calmly before I rubbed my face tiredly.
Yes, tiredly. I was tired of his useless responses. I just wanted him out of my house.
"Get out", I stated quietly, but with strength.
A moment passed and he looked at me like I was crazy.
"Excuse me?," He asked me, looking annoyed.
"Get . Out", I told him again.
He blinked once and I saw his jaw tick once. Standing straight, he started walking towards me, taking huge steps, making his combat boots thud on the floor.
I sucked in a breath but I didn't back away, I stood my ground. This was my house, he was the imposter here, not me.
But I soon started regretting not moving back because he didn't stop until he was really close to me.
Yes, he was tall, alright. My face was practically almost buried in his chest and I could feel his body heat enveloping my small frame.
He leaned his head down so his lips were directly above my ear before he spoke.
"Danae...," He drew my name out and I gulped at how smoothly my name rolled off his tongue.
"I have no fucking idea what my stupid brother has been doing to you, but, if you ever speak to me like that again...", He trailed off, breathing against my ear.
"I will make sure that I fuck some respect into you.", He said lowly.
I shut my eyes but I didn't back away from him.
"Don't ever, talk to me like that, ever again," he warned me.
I kept quiet, just steadily breathing as I tried my hardest to keep calm. Clenching my teeth, I prayed that Deon wouldn't walk back in here and see me like this with him.
When I didn't answer, he gripped my neck and squeezed on it, cutting off my air supply.
"Do you understand me, tigre?", He asked me..
WARNING: Rated Mature for Sexual content, Language, Violence and Drug use.
**Long Chapters**
Two weeks.
Two years.
Who cares?"
A lesson in love, crime, and passion.
When two young lovers find themselves in the middle of the storm, can love conquer all?
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"Hi," I whispered.
He reached up, resting his hand on my cheek. "Hi..." He drew my face down to his. His nose touched mine, and his tongue came out to do a quick swoop against my lower lip. I opened my mouth and attached it to his. He moaned, and we tangled our tongues together. His hands went lower, grasping onto my hips, to pull me down. I felt his hardness and whimpered. It felt huge and rock hard.
I eased up, just to come back, and rub against it. He pulled my hair back, placing kisses down my neck.
"Wow," I sighed, lamely, while I rubbed my pussy against his steel cock.
He gave my ass a light spank and leaned his head away from me. "Back up a minute." He looked as though he was in pain.
I frowned, doing as he asked. He reached into his pants and my eyes went wide.
He was about to show me his cock.
"Let me see it baby." I moaned, like the wanton slut I am.
He smiled and pulled out a gun. "See?"
I screamed, falling from his lap, and landing in the garbage that fills my living room.