"Are you out of your mind?!" Leo widened his eyes because of her request. "Is she that drunk?," Leo loosened his tie and removed it from his neck completely. He sat on the bed and ignored his wife.
"Can't you hear me?," Abi was mad and stood up. She walked up to him and sat beside him on the bed. She took his hand and placed it on her right breast. Leo was shocked at the audacity of his little wife.
But before he talks about audacity, what has he touched?! He was tempted to look at her breast and his dick twitched on seeing it. It was so perfect. It was so round, perky, and big. It was also white and milky. He looked at her face and saw her blush. He would like to tease her about what she made him do that night the next morning.
Leo was trying so hard to resist. He was trying so hard to ignore his wife and push her away, but he just can't do that. He doesn't want to take advantage of her, but he has to help her. He has to help her because her breasts are heavy. If he pushes her away, who would massage her breasts? Julian?! He would not see that ever!
Her breasts swelled with desire under his touch. Her body craves his intimate caress. However, Abi's eyes fluttered open, and she gazed up at him with a soft, inviting look.
"Touch me," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Leo's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't touched her like before, and the longing in her eyes was undeniable.
Slowly, Leo's hands cupped her breasts, feeling their softness and warmth. Abi's eyes closed, and she sighed contentedly. Leo's touch was gentle, exploratory, as if relearning the contours of her body. His thumbs traced circles around her nipples, sending shivers down her spine.
Abi's hands rose, wrapping around his wrists, holding him in place. "Don't stop," she breathed. Leo's caress grew bolder, his fingers teasing her nipples. Abi's back arched, and she moaned softly.
In that moment, Leo forgot his anger, his frustration. All that mattered was the woman beneath him, responding to his touch. He brushed her nipple against his thumb again. She moaned, and he repeated the process with the other breast.
He began to caress her breasts gently and massage them like she wanted. He wants it in his mouth so much. He wants to wrap his warm tongue around it and make her feel so good. He wants to please her so bad, apart from touching her breasts.
Suddenly, her hand inadvertently brushed against his cock. He groaned and continued to massage her breasts. It was so soft! His rigid cock strained against his pants. Her nipples hardened beneath his touch.
His fingers traced the curve of her breast. In his pants, his lengthened, pulsing with desire. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples. His right hand played with her breast while his left hand traced her delicate spine.
She suddenly grabbed his shirt and pulled him over her on the bed. Their lips brushed each other slightly, and she pouted.
"Don't you want to kiss me, Julian? Kiss me. I want you to kiss me," Abi said with a seductive voice. Leo's bulge became bigger, but he became angry.
His reaction went from calmness to pure anger. He could feel that one reaction - jealousy! How dare she?!
"Has Julian done that to you before?", He said with a stern voice.
"No," Abi replied.
"Has he touched you like I did tonight?", He asked angrily. He doesn't even know why he was asking, but he was wishing that he had never done it with her.
"No," Abi replied and fell asleep.
'Second time!', Leo counted the time that his wife punished him with his hardness and left him alone to deal with his body. These days, he has been struggling as a horny bastard. Looking at her face alone and thinking of doing bad things to her turns him on.
He wore her blouse back for her and tucked her in gently. He heard a loud, violent knock on his door. His gaze turned dark, and he went out of his room to attend to the person.
"Ophelia," He said with a cold tone and put his hands into his pockets while staring at her with hatred.
**
Cedric grabbed Matilda's hand and dragged her behind him. Matilda began to breathe faster because of his sudden appearance. She allowed him to drag her like that because she was indebted to him.
They were now in a corner, and he looked at her with anger in his eyes.
"Hehehe…what's wrong?", Matilda scratched her head and laughed nervously. He's always an easy going guy. She has never seen him in such manner before.
"What do you think you're doing?" He asked her with anger.
"Dancing?" Matilda threw her hands up into the air.
"I brought you here to have fun, not to dance like a harlot!" Cedric yelled at her, and she bit her lips.
Water welled up in her eyes, and she began to walk away. Cedric grabbed her hand immediately, realizing she was hurt by his words. But she flung his hand away and walked faster.
"Mr. Cedric," Ronny began.
He had come to meet him for business. Ronny was pleased that he came to the party. Things were going as he liked. He had seen the woman he wanted to see.
Now, he met the best lawyer in the country at a party. He had been meaning to meet him ever since he knew of his identity. But he hadn't been able to talk about business with him. That was how hard it was.
"I'm busy, Mr. Ronny," Cedric said quickly with a frown. "With that criminal?" Ronny laughed.
"She's not a criminal!" Cedric raised his voice a little to announce that fact.
"Oh," Ronny chuckled and went on, "I need you to help a friend with a case."
"Who?" Cedric narrowed his eyes at his request. He began to think with an evil grin on his face.
"C'mon," Ronny rolled his eyes. "Don't let me think you don't really care about this economy."
"Let me guess. You want me to help Santiago with his case," Cedric laughed like a crazy man.
"What's with it?" Ronny frowned.
"Don't worry about the payment. Just make sure—"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ronny. I'm already on Leo's side on this case. I'm also his personal lawyer, so contact another lawyer. Good night," Cedric wished him and ran ahead to look for Matilda.
Ronny bit his lips so hard that it bled. He was so angry and embarrassed. He was also envious of the fact that his brother had everything. Why does he call him brother? It's obvious that they're not! Not even step-brothers!
***
The bell jingled for the last period in Ava's school. She quickly packed her books and ran out of the class to ask Michael about something she'd heard from her friends. She knew what she wanted to ask him was a stupid question, but she would ask him anyway.
She was not happy because she heard Michael was dating another girl behind her. The girl was her enemy - Barbara. She hated Barbara so much. She was so fake and wicked to her.
To Ava, Barbara didn't know the meaning of 'reality.' Everything she did was fake, and it was really disgusting to Ava. Barbara was literally made of plastic.
Last week, Barbara proudly announced that she had gotten her nose done in Korea. Barbara would let the world know that she got an eyebrow raise. And Ava would also let the world know that her ass wasn't the same shape and size.
That would always make Barbara so mad whenever she heard that. It's the truth, anyway, and Ava doesn't.
The two had never been on good terms. According to Barbara, Ava was always stealing her crushes. What infuriated Barbara the most was that Ava wouldn't have any interest in the boys, and they would be with her either!
Ava was annoyed to see her home room teacher in front of her as soon as she was entering Michael's class.
"Great to see you here, Ava," her teacher smiled and pulled her hand.
"Miss—"
"Come with me. Your uncle would like to have a word with you in my office," her teacher said with a frown. Ava began to panic when she heard that. She began to think of a lot of things.
Why would her uncle leave Illinois to come down to her school to have a word with her?!
Was her result so bad that her sister had to bring in her uncle?! Of course, he was the only man she feared, apart from her father.
Speaking of her father, she hadn't seen him for some months. She didn't know if life was going well for him after what he did to her family. She had always loved him, but after the debt he put her family in, she had hated him to the core.
She deleted his number and blocked him from everywhere. She didn't like him much from the beginning. He was a lazy man who didn't like to work for his money. He liked the easy way to get money.
Who would see money the easy way? She could have admitted that her father was a scammer. Sometimes, she would sit and think about her mother.
'Where did my mother see this man?' She and her sister had asked themselves that question anytime her father crossed their minds. Her father was a drunkard.
She could conclude that her father's handsomeness was one of the qualities that made her mother fall for him. Her father had a lot of luck.
They would have been very rich and one of those filthy rich billionaires had their grandfather not died. Their grandfather was a rich man who had many businesses in the country that were booming.
His money got into his head first, and he married more wives than his first love. He began to give birth to his children and take care of them. His business still boomed, and his enemies got their energy and envy. They planned for him. One day, he decided to pick his first daughter from the airport himself and died in a car accident on his way there.
It was his friend who planned the accident and died on the same spot the next year. What would people call that? Fate? Maybe. Unfortunately, his first wife was not a smart woman.
She could speak English, but she was not that learned. The other wives were sent packing, and the woman was also driven out of the house. The man's brother took all the documents and properties that belonged to the man. He left nothing for the children.
When the children came of age to take their father's properties back from the thief, the wicked man pulled out a gun to kill them. Ava's father had to dash into the nearby gutter to avoid his gunshot.
That gave him a scar on his back. The other siblings followed their brother's action and dived into the gutter too. They never went back there to claim their father's properties after that day. But Ava took up the mantle. She felt wronged. She felt wronged!
Why would she be living in poverty when her grand-uncle was living like Solomon? She decided to study law and take up the case in her own hands. She would send the man to jail for the rest of his life and make sure he had a taste of his own medicine.
She was sure that he was involved in the death of her grandfather. But Ava couldn't hate her father. He was still her father. He was the one who gave her life and had been a part of her from the beginning. She couldn't just throw him away like he hadn't existed.
She was now worried about many things. Many thoughts began to pass through her mind as she walked down the hallway with her teacher. Her teacher, Miss Brown, was a very quiet woman. She was a little crazy, though. She displayed her craziness whenever she felt like it.
She may seem quiet, but she knew when to talk. She was very reserved and welcoming. She and Ava were good friends, but Ava thought she wasn't more her friend after her sister stole her away.
Her sister became best friends with her teacher after coming to her school on a particular day for a meeting. That's when her sister knew her grades were very poor. It was funny that Ava wanted to be a lawyer with such poor grades. Maybe it was for the money or the case. She swore to be a successful lawyer by all means.
"Uncle Wayne," Ava ran to her uncle to give him a hug. Her uncle hugged her back surprisingly with a warm embrace. He kissed her cheeks and patted her back warmly. He was her mother's younger brother. They were just two in their family: her mother and him.
"I've missed you," Ava said with a smile.
"And your grades are missing you more," He hissed and pulled her ear.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Ava held her ear and began to beg him.
Just then, Michael and Barbara came into the office after being told to come in. Ava's gaze darkened as she stared at the two.
"These two are our top students," Miss Brown announced and waved at the two. "He's Michael, and she's Barbara," Miss Brown continued with the introduction.
It was then clear to Ava. Her uncle wanted to set her up with either of them. She was praying in her mind not to be paired with the bitch who was proudly grinning beside her boyfriend.
"I would advise you to pair her with Michael, even though he's a boy. I don't think Ava is on good terms with Barbara. Barbara is brilliant, but she's not always on her best behavior," Miss Brown said, stating the bitter truth.
'Thanks, love,' Ava smiled in her head as she glared at Barbara.
"The girl may go. I'd like to have a word with the boy," Uncle Wayne said to Miss Brown.
Miss Brown waved her hand at Barbara, who left the room after seeing the signal.
Uncle Wayne lifted his head to take a good look at the boy who would tutor his niece.
"What's your full name, boy?" Uncle Wayne asked Michael.
"Michael Jonas," Michael replied. He kept glancing at Ava, but she kept throwing her face away. It was as if she was angry with him or something. He would make sure he asked her what was wrong when the meeting was over.
"What do you want to become in the future, Michael?" Uncle Wayne asked with interest. Ava's ears also stood up in attention after hearing that question. She couldn't believe herself. She was his girlfriend, but she didn't know what he wanted to become in the future.
"I want to be a designer," Michael said.
"Great," Uncle Wayne smiled.
Ava was annoyed with his smile and called it stupid in her mind. He was supposed to go on with the question about his passion for that career. How the hell would she know about the type of designer he was talking about? And why the hell does Michael want to be a freaking designer?
"I was hoping you could tutor my little niece till she leaves for university. You see, her main exams are coming, and I wouldn't want to see her fail before my eyes like before," Uncle Wayne said with a sad voice.
"Fail?" Ava facepalmed herself and began to cry out in her mind for so much embarrassment.
"We're already studying together, sir," Michael announced, and Ava rolled her eyes.
"Oh, really?" Miss Brown looked at Ava, who chuckled nervously.
"But I haven't been seeing any improvement in the class. Has he been doing your homework?" Miss Brown roared.
"Don't scold her, Miss Brown. I was the one who offered to do it for her," Michael took the blame. Ava blushed but she quickly changed her face to a rigid one when she saw her uncle's gaze on her. She knew he caught her blush, but she didn't… she did care!
"How does the studying go?" Uncle Wayne asked with a smile.
"She's still learning, but she'll become better in days," Michael assured him.
"I trust him," Miss Brown told Ava's uncle.
Ava rolled her eyes when she saw Michael smile with pride.
"But I don't trust my niece. I can see that she's more focused on this boy than her grades," Uncle Wayne announced loudly.
"That's not true!" Ava was quick to deny it.
"He's just my schoolmate. Nothing is going on between us. I'm focused on my studies, uncle!"
"Really?" Her uncle smirked.
"Now, give me a brief explanation of what you two have been up to ever since he began to tutor you," Uncle Wayne requested.
Ava felt a bang on her head. She was forced to look at Michael for help. She knew that look in his eyes. It said it all: Go for it, girl! He wants her to make him proud?! How the fuck was she supposed to make him proud when she's a big-headed forgetful human being.
"Go on, Ava," Miss Brown encouraged her with her arms folded under her boobs.
Ava took a deep breath and sat up straight. If for anything, she was glad that Barbara was not there to see what she was about to do. She was happy that it's just her uncle, teacher, and Michael who were waiting for her brief presentation.
She has stage fright. All the words she would want to say fly out of her head whenever there's a crowd. For her brief presentation, her crowd consists of the faces she has been seeing and the people who have become her family.
She cleared her throat and began to speak, "We started studying together with Biology. We all know I can't remember those long names that sound so stupid to my ears."
Miss Brown laughed, and Uncle Wayne joined in the laughter. Michael only smiled when she said that.
"But with the help of Michael, he taught me how to keep those long names on my head without mixing the letters, even though there might be three repetitions of a letter in some words. I draw animals and organisms a little bit now. I can label them now. You see, I labeled a jellyfish today in class," Ava beamed a smile.
"I also drew an ear myself. I labeled it myself correctly with the stupid names attached to each part," Ava hissed.
"I'll make sure I get feedback from Miss Anne on that," Miss Brown assured Uncle Wayne.
"Yeah, thanks," Uncle Wayne smiled at her.