I know he and everyone of them must have know father lane is dead by now but why he ask me that question? Is he in anyway suspecting that I killed him? Of course he is? But... how? I thought I left no trace. I turned off all CCTVs. Or fuck me... that day, I entered father lane office in his presence. Omg I fucked up, I fucking fucked up.
But I must clear my self before this gets to dad. Processing the question, an idea niggled at me and I decided to explore it.
"Who's father lane?" I frowned, faking ignorance.
He sighed. "Don't play dumb. I'm talking about the office I saw you enter that day we talked."
I knew he'll elaborate.
"Oh that? Well not like I ever planned to tell you cause it isn't necessary if you ask me but I somehow found out you are priest hence I came here to meet any of the bishop to help me convince you into sealing a Bible study with me. Some nun directed to the office but when I got in, to my shocker I met him slumped on his chair. He looked dead or something so I just left." I said so eloquently, rolling my eyes nonchalantly.
He stared at me in silence for a while. "But that day we do. You acted as though we were just meeting for the first time."
Wow I see he was trying to go subtitle with me but beating his smartness, I said. "You didn't expect me to play otherwise. Giving you an impression that I'm so desperate to have you. Do you? Well that's what you expecting, I'm not that daft." I said with a smirk, staring into his eyes. He couldn't say any more word. Well challenge me if you can pretty boy!
"Let's just get this section started honey." I said readjusting back on the chair. He cleared his throat, Sighed and came to stand before me. His hand behind his back as he started spewing some boring stuffs.
He expatiates about the house of God and different things that defile it.
Improper dressing, murderer, fighting, fornicators, liars, and trying to con a servant of the lord into sin. All I these I've done and even done more and guess what, I've no plans to quit though but I decided to cut him off at the last part.
"About about snakes?" I smirked and his brow furrowed into a confuse frown. "I mean green snakes under the green grass. Imposters parading themselves as priest. Don't you think that should be the height of it all?"
In as much as my father is everything bad, we don't hurt innocent people. Meaning for my dad to order the icing of father lane, he must have been into some shady shit, covering up with priest hood.
"What do you mean?" Cory asked, his face emanating nothing but innocence- pure innocence. Such a saint but too bad for him, he's manage to entranced him to him and I'm going to dirty him-at all cost I must have a taste of that virgin man-hood.
"what do you mean?" He asked referring to my previous statement.
"Nothing. Just stating opinion." I shrugged. I mean there's no need To go over father lane's topic. That will create room for suspicious and I'm not here for that.
Nodding his head, he went on from where he'd stopped but this time around, he brought out a book and told me he was going to read a place for me. As he red on, focusing his gaze on the book,
I wasn't giving shit about whatever he was spewing. I let my gaze travelled around his body, despite the fact that he was wearing a saggy garment, I could see his biceps through it, his muscles were vivid through his sleeves. The more I stared at him, the more hotter and sexy he looked. Gosh how this fucker became a priest, I bet he'll make a futune if he was a model.
"Such a waste of resources.." I mumbled out but his tiny ear picked it. He stopped talking and arched his brow at me.
"Saying something...?" He asked.
"Yeah," I slurred taking that as my cue. I stood up and trailed steps till I was standing before him. "I was just wondering..." I raised my head up high so our face would be inch apart. As I breathed into his face, I felt his body stiff.
"What could a hot sexy body like yours be doing in a parish? If you ask me, that's waste of resources. Trust you'll make fortunes as a male stripper." I let words rolled out of my lips in a sultry. The frown on his face deepened.
"What on earth are you talking about?" His voice was husky and he frowned as if embrassed. I smirked and close the space between us by pressing my boobs against his rocky chest. He grimaced and I felt his chest sank. "Relaxe." I cooed. "And I mean, with all these..." I placed my hand on his arbs. "You could give both men and woman a Hard on" I was trailing my fingers down to his waste but he gripped my wrist just as I was about grabbing his dick.
"Ivory, stop this..." again his voice was hitched. I chuckled and take the hand that he use to hold me behind my back, I made him wrap his arm around my waste.
"Ivory..."
"Shhhsh" I cut him off. "Cmon stop denying yourself of the pleasure of life..." I slammed my lips against his lips and his eyes budged out. He wanted to pull back but I pressed my lips harder. He tried gaining entrance but the fucker was denying me access and the most annoying part was that, I could already feel his dick poking my tummy. He was getting a hard on but why the fuck he is denying me huh?
"Cmon kiss me..." My palms were at his checks, stroking his hair as I've decided to go wild on him.
"This a sacrilege ivo..." the moment he opened his mouth, I took the chance and deepened the kiss. He couldn't resist the urge to deny himself the desire he body was emitting, slowly he hands came to my cheek and brushed into my hair. I mentally smirked as he starts tinting his head sideways but as if I've a beef with the devil, my phone rang, interrupting my moment.
"The hell!" I snapped and stormed down to the bench. I brought out the phone from my bag ready to lash out at the mother fucker who've got the enfrontary to disrupt me but unfortunately it was dad.
"What fuck dad?!" I snapped before I could stop myself.
"Is that a good a way to talk to your father??" He groveled.
"I'm sorry I'm just having a bad day" I took a glance at the priest and he was straightening out his cloth. He glared hard at me, his face emanating contriteness like he've done the worst crime on earth.
"It's okay. Leave wherever you are and come back home. I need you to attempt to some client for me." I fought the urge not to decline immediately but I did grumbled silently and immediately hung the phone call.
I turned to the priest and opened my mouth to tell him I'll be leaving but he spoke first, "I don't want to hear whatver nonsense you've to spill. Just get out of here now." He growled, his eyes fiery red.
I just rolled my eyes took my bag and headed for the door.
"If possible, don't ever step into the parish again." His voice stopped me.
"We'll have to continue that discussion at the bishop office, pretty boy." I smiled sheepishly at him before strolling out.
Cory's POV,
I took another sip from the annoiting water but I know no matter how many bottles of it I down, I'll only be deceiving myself. Christ! nothing justifies the fact that I've soiled the house of the lord.
That brat...
What on earth did I get myself into?
Not like I've ever had experience with women but there's a spell in her, a magic spell which she used to possessed me. I mean how could a touch from her make me completely loose my control panel, when her lips touch mine, I've every manly strength to push her away but there was this strange spell that made me completely vulnerable. But thanks to whoever called her, I swear I was at the verge of giving in to my desires.
Lord... I didn't just swear did I?
Not having the spirit to stay at the parish anymore, I decided to go home.
Today is Tuesday yes and there were lot of things to put in place but after my encounter with ivory, I don't deem myself worthy to partake in any activity-at least nor today.
"Wow, look who's here." A tiny voice stroke my ear the moment I walked out of my car at the car garage. Turning around, I was met with the smiling face of Natasha. Argh! Another devil.
I don't need to ask what she's doing here, she's a family friend.
"Hi." I replied briefly and not in the mood for any of her pet-talks especially her indirect redicules about me being a priest, I walked past her.
"Hold on... are you seriously walking out on me like that?" She fussed behind me I sighed and told her I've something really important to attend to.
I was already inside the house before she could say another word.
When I walked in, I met Darcy drinking at the bar looking so downcasted and moody.
"What's up Darcy? Why do you seem boiling inside colors?" I inquired with concern.
"Can you believe your mother is trying to get me engaged with Natasha?"
"What?" I frowns. "But why?"
"What else? For her selfish gains as usual. She want to tie her business with Natasha's family business and I'm just here as her tool. But you know what. I'm not having this. She can force a course on me but not my love life." He spat highly enraged and then gulped down his glass of tequila. I grimaced and tried making him to stop. I see from his point of view, mom can really be overbearing but nothing have to result to drinking.
"It's alright bro. Just relax and maybe we could talk things out with the woman." I say patting his back.
He just scoffed. Even I know I'm just kidding. My parents yes is yes.
"Are you home anyway?" Darcy asked eyeing my priestly garment.
In that instant mother walked into the living room. Clad in a corporate suit and making sure her rosaries are on delay on her chest. She didn't bother to hide her surprise as she sees me.
"What are you doing at home son?" Was the first thing she asked. With that skeptical look on her face, I know exactly what she's thinking.
"I got some things upstairs, I just need to clear my head." He mumbled.
Mother deepen the frown on her face.
"Not what you're thinking" I sighed.
She's probably thinking I've decided to quit priest hood. Tsk.
I took my exit and headed for my room.