Kristina Delarosa
It's been about an hour since I arrived. I mean since we arrived. Due to unfortunate circumstances, I was given the bodyguards known to exist amongst human kind. Arrived where you ask? Well Kaden advised that it wouldn't be smart to bring Clara to our home.
I told him everything that took place in the office and he also didn't trust her. That itself...a sign. She cannot be trusted whatsoever. I thought about calling off our little fun day but he gave me permission to use the family villa. Weird how I need his permission.
It's not that I need it but I'd rather have him and my brothers know just in case she tries to kill me. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
He also sent Keith and Kentrell to be his eyes and in all honesty, they suck. 100%. I don't think Kaden's eyes would be on her ass and boobs. And no...my favourite brother is not gay. Sometimes, though, I can't help but wonder is he ever gets sexually frustrated. Is he still a virgin? I gasped at the thought as I felt small, warm hands engulf my leg in a tight hug.
For a moment, I forgot I was on babysitting duty as Clara neglected her child and basked in the glory and attention of my brothers. I hope she gets sun burned. Let's try to be a little more understanding. It's not everyday a mother gets a break from her child and has a life of her own. She deserves it for all the hard work she's been doing lately.
How will I break it to her when she gets used and thrown away like a piece of trash?
Please do not have it twisted. I continuously tried warning her about them and their whore-ish behaviors but she ignored me. Again not once but a multiple times. I also hid the fact that they were my brothers. Just in case she does some research. It was the constant side eyes and smirk that irked me.
Is she trying to prove something? I tried to calm my breathing but she constantly kept doing it.
Lord hear my prayer,
Bless my hands so I won't have to drag a b*tch. Calm my anger so as to not perform sin. Because a h*e is trying me Lord. I can feel it in my bones that she is try me. I beg you to give me a humble spirit, because I swear upon my parents' grave that somebody is trying to meet you earlier than scheduled Lord. I shall say no names.
Amen.
Upon whispering that silent prayer, I took a deep breath and picked up Aj before heading to the kitchen. He hasn't eaten since he got here so he might be hungry. And I myself was hungry. Don't worry. We shopped yesterday so whatever is in the fridge is edible.
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"I really had fun today." Clara said flirtatiously as she exited the passenger side and closed the door. She stuck her lip between her teeth as she coiled her blonde locks around her index finger and stared back at Kentrell. CRINGE AND GAG MUCH. He offered to drive since he didn't trust me.
Its sad when your brother knows you too well.
She opened the door to the backseat and picked up a sleeping Aj from the carseat with her bags. She didn't even bat me an eye. A thank you would suffice. She smiled once more, at Kentrell, and spun around still without saying a word.
"You're welcome b*tch." I yelled and flipped her a finger as Kentrell was about to drive off. Mad disrespectful. I'm now very very serious when I say I'm done with her. I even forgot the reason I took her to the pool. Well not entirely because she didn't have any beauty mark on her chest.
So who was the lady in Ezio's office?
I thought long and hard before I realized Kentrell missed the turn into our neighborhood.
"Uhmmm bro bro?" I looked behind us as the turn in became distant.
"Yeah?" He looked at me through the mirror.
"You're not going to kill me are you?" I squinted at him once I spun back around and watched as he raised a brow at my stupidity.
"What kinda-"
"You missed our turn."
"About that-" He paused for a second. "I need to stop by the office for an important meeting."
I gasped and hit his shoulder as I wasn't properly attired. I had on a black tube top with a mesh overlay and some ripped denim shorts. "I'm not dressed properly."
"Don't worry about that." As soon as he said that, we pulled up to his company with 'K Dezigns' on a large building. He stepped out with me behind him as he entered. Everyone stopped what they were doing to greet him.
Don't forget the drooling women.
"I can't believe you have me dressed like this." I whispered to him. If it wasn't a meeting I would've been fine but my brothers are so overprotective, to the point, that they don't trust me by myself in their offices. He's about to ruin my entire future.
Kentrell's secretary, Ayva, soon ran up to us with a change of clothes for the both of us. Where did she get these and how does she know my size? I squinted at her suspiciously before following being Kentrell as he led us to his changing room. I continued squinting at her until I bumped into a hard surface.
What wall smells like Invictus?
I groaned rubbing my nose as I apologized frantically. I looked up to see Ezio staring back at me. Sh*t.Just kill me now. I stared blankly at him before bowing and scurrying behind a Kentrell who was way ahead of me. This sure is one glorious day to unite with my fellow brethren.
Please note the sarcasm.
Can he stop staring at me for a minute? Is what I thought to myself as Ezio gave me a scrutinizing glare. I fixed my leather skirt by pulling it down even though it kept reverting to its current state. The constant glances the other businessmen took at my thighs were quite unnerving. Let's not forget about my nonexistent-but-is-there chest.
I couldn't cover that either. I sailed on the inside as my entire love life flashed before my eyes. What could he be possible thinking now? That you're a slut. He's thinking we're a slut. My eyes shot up to Ezio's as he was still staring at me.
We're most definitely not escaping from this one.
I stood from my seat and excused myself seeing that I really wasn't necessary. I took my heels off and ran to the ladies room as soon as the door shut behind me. Once I reached the bathroom, I went to the faucet and had a good stare down in the mirror.
I continued staring at myself as I thought about all the decisions I've been making for the past 23 years. Next thing I know is that hands were snaked around my waist and onto my neck while a deep yet smooth voice whispered into my ear.
"How bad do you want me Kristina?" I looked in the mirror to see Ezio staring back at me. Kill me now. I fought the urge to submit to whatever scheme he was up to and continued staring at him while biting my lower lip. His eyes followed my action as his body stiffened and something poked me on my lower back.
"I don't know what you mean sir." I smiled calmly.
His tone got raspy as he lowered his head and kissed my neck which caused me to automatically tilt it to the side. Great...we can't control our body anymore. "How bad do you want me Kristina?" This time he was a little more demanding. Why is he trying to set me up? If you want to fire me then say so. I cried on the inside while holding my composure.
"Why does it matter?" That's when he spun me around and placed me on the sink and rolled my skirt up as one hand went under and rubbed on my clit forcing a slight moan to escape my lips. Keep it together woman. He placed the other hand around my throat and kissed me hungrily before pulling away.
"This is the last time...how much do you want me?"
I stared into his eyes for a good second while rearranging my thoughts. I know for a fact that none of this is real. But what if it isn't? I looked at him straight in the eyes before hitting him across the face. Hard enough that it echoed the the bathroom. He stumbled back a little shocked at the sudden action. The weirdest part is that my hand started burning. I don't think hands burn in delusions. It was also red and swollen. Also doesn't happen in delusions.
I looked over to Ezio who was still standing there holding his cheek and massaging it. No. No. No. I did not just hit my boss. I gasped at what I just did. You, my friend, are getting fired. Most definitely. I hopped from the sink and was about to leave when he grabbed my arm and braced his bulge against me.
Does that mean I really got him hard? I danced around in my head as I came back to reality. "I am really really sorry Mr. Bayek. I don't know what I was thinking.
That's the problem because you weren't.
"Meet me in my office early tomorrow morning." With that said he left the bathroom and headed in the opposite direction of the conference room. We better start packing bright and early tomorrow. I sighed in frustration. But at least we got him hard. I did a victory dance as Ayva stepped into the bathroom staring at me and how disheveled I looked.
I fixed my hair and skirt before running out of the bathroom but without a little twerk.
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Ayeeee 😝
Give it up for Kristina
Accomplishment #1 ✔️
What do you guys think about the little bathroom session? Also about the sudden change in Clara's attitude 🙄?? And about the fact that instead of pinching herself...she hit her so called delusion 🤣🤣.
Ngl but that's my favorite part so far.
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