{HER N*PPLES/HOT KISS}
Alfred ran fast to her, and she fell unconsciously into his arms.
“Rita!, Rita!” He shook her, but no response.
“Is she… Ok?” Kristen asked slowly, walking to them.
“She’s running a high temperature. Get a bowl of water and a napkin, into her room” Alfred replied, carrying Rita in his arms.
“Sure” Kristen replied, rushing into the kitchen.
Alfred went upstairs into Rita’s room. He dropped her gently on the bed, then he covered her properly.
Kristen brought in the water bowl and the napkin. She made to do it, but Alfred stopped her.
“I’ll do it” he said, and she nodded, handing him the napkin.
He dipped it into the water and started pressing her face gently with it, swiping it on her skin
Kristen watched from behind, blinking slowly as her fingers got hooked on each other.
Three minutes later, Rita began shaking, and Alfred had to stop swiping.
“Should we get her to the hospital?, Make the people see you’re not the bad guy she painted you to be, this might be a way to rectify it” Kristen said.
“Get my car keys from my room” he replied, and she rushed out of the room immediately.
Alfred swept Rita up in his arms, taking her out.
He rushed out of the house and placed her in his car. Kristen joined him shortly with the keys, and they both drove her to the hospital.
He carried her in his arms into the hospital, refusing to place her on a stretcher till he was led into a VVIP ward where he placed her on the bed.
“Please make sure she’s ok, just do everything possible, can’t stand seeing my wife down” he said in pretence, and the doctors got to work immediately.
She was admitted and tested, then they started giving her treatments for fever.
“She’ll be fine, she only needs rest” the female doctor said.
“I’m relieved” Alfred inhaled.
“You’re such a caring man Mr Jenkins, I envy her for having someone like you” the doctor said again, and Alfred smiled.
“That’s Alfred Jenkins for you”
Almost immediately, the TV came on, showing the trending news, and as expected, it’s a video of how he carried Rita in his arms earlier.
?️ Mr Alfred Jenkins reputation was at stake last week cos of a video of how he choked his wife, but was that video really true?, Or edited?
The video was shown again.
?️ Judging by his behavior and concern in this video, people are starting to doubt if the choking video is true. He just showed the qualities of a good husband.
?️ Model Rita is so lucky!
?️ I know, right?
?️ Y’all should stop badmouthing.
?️ He’s so kind!.
Alfred smiled as he watched comments from citizens, and when he looked at Kristen, he saw her smiling too.
He walked to the door and closed it before going to hug her.
“Wanted to do this earlier” he whispered, stroking her hair.
“I’m glad you’re getting back your reputation” she replied, hugging him back.
“I love your body scent” he said, dipping his face into her neck.
Kristen smiled, hugging him tighter.
They stayed that way for a while before breaking it.
“You should go home and sleep” he said, caressing her cheek.
“No I want to…
“It’s an order, I won’t let you waste your sleep cos of her” he interrupted, and she pouted slightly.
“That turns me on” he said, and she quickly stopped pouting.
He smiled and held her shoulders.
“Go home…ok?”
She nodded, and he released her.
“Goodnight” he smiled.
“Goodnight, Mr Jenkins” she replied, walking out of the ward.
Alfred sat beside Rita and smiled as he looked at her.
“Caring husband my foot, not to you” he muttered h@tëfully and sighed.
“But… why was she like that? Why did she faint?” He asked himself.
•••
Surprisingly, Kristen met Clinton home when she arrived. He’s in the living room.
“Huh! Clinton!” She said delightfully, and he smiled.
“Rabbit”
“Stop calling me that” she said, and he chuckled.
“Wasn’t expecting to meet you, Thought you h@tëd leaving your house” she said, sitting beside him.
“Yes, but…. I wanted some fresh air, and this place is the right spot” he lied
He actually wanted to escape from Beyonce since it’s sure she’ll be coming over tonight again.
He’s not comfortable with Füçking someone he feels nothing for, and he’s avoiding having to hurt her, but she’s just not seeing it.
“Fresh air?” Kristen blinked.
“Sure, so…. I thought we should do something fun” he said, bringing out drawing books and pencils.
“Yes!” She jumped, snatching one from him.
They both sat on the sides of the center table, facing each other.
“Let’s draw hibiscus, last person to be done before an hour grants a wish to the winner” she said.
“Now I wanna do this” Clinton replied.
“Start!” Kristen shouted, and they both started at once.
As they drew, Clinton stole glances at her, admiring her.
She’s so concentrated that she’s not looking up, and he smiled.
He’s still trying to figure out why he’s stable around her, and no answer formed in his head yet
He returned to his drawing, but twenty minutes later, Kristen waved her book in the air.
“I’m done!!!!” She screamed.
“I’m hurt” Clinton smiled.
“My wish! You can’t go back!” She quickly said.
“Sure, what do you want?” He asked.
“Money!” She said, and he smiled.
“I knew it”
“You’re still owing me 300 thousand dollars from last time, so round it up to 500, let it remain in your account. I’ll take it when it’s time” she replied, sitting back.
“Sure, but what do you need money for?” He asked.
“It’s personal” she replied and sighed, resting her cheek on her palm.
She’s saving to buy her freedom from Rocky.
According to history, her dad owns him fifty million dollars, if she saves secretly for years, it’d surely be enough, so she’d stop this Sh|tty life of a thief.
She was still thinking about it when she started dozing off, and her head landed on the table before she could stop it.
She slept off completely.
Clinton went to sit beside her and placed his head on the table in front of her too.
“Seems like she has a problem, what could it be?” He muttered, raising his hand to touch her face, but he stopped himself halfway.
He sighed before closing his eyes.
Clinton was already gone by the time Kristen woke up.
She stretched lazily and yawned loudly, then she sighted a note on the table.
THANKS FOR MAKING LAST NIGHT ENJOYABLE
She smiled after reading it.
“When did he even leave?” She muttered, standing up.
She quickly cleaned the whole house before making breakfast for Rita.
She got it in a flask and left the house for the hospital.
Reporters lined in front of it, and she couldn’t even go in.
They’re obviously waiting for Alfred to come out so they’ll bug him with questions again.
She had to force her way in, and she took a deep breath immediately she found herself in the hallway.
“That was hard” she inhaled, walking into the ward.
Surprisingly, Rita is awake, and she’s in tears.
“Kristen!” Alfred smiled when he saw her.
“I brought breakfast for miss” she replied, going closer.
“Did you sleep well?” Alfred asked.
She looked at crying Rita before replying.
“Yes, Mr Jenkins”
Alfred smiled again before taking the food flask from her.
“Breakfast is here, you should eat” he said.
“Get that Sh|t out of my face!!!” Rita cried harder.
She has plans to starve herself till she dies.
She just got fooled in the painful, hurtful way ever!
She had always been in love with him, only him and just him, but this is how he payed back?
She overlooked the fact that he’s a broke@$$ who has nothing to be proud of. She didn’t mind his low financial status cos to her, his handsome face was enough, his hard Füçk was enough, but she has been ripped and scammed.
She bought him the house he’s living in, and three other houses. She bought him four cars already, and she has signed one of his dad’s estate over to him.
She gave him millions every month, but this month was worse.
He asked for money every week, and she always have him till the last one he collected.
Everything has been rendered meaningless, she has been fooled.
“Marcel!!!!” She cried out again, and Alfred smirked.
“Do you need a bowl?, You might wanna swim in your tears” he said.
“Marcel!!!” She cried again.
“Gawd, I’m so happy” Alfred laughed, and Kristen had to cover her mouth so she wouldn’t laugh too.
The doctor came in, with Alfred started wiping Rita’s tears.
“So sorry baby, I’ll take care of you at home, just trust me ok? Trust me” he said, and Rita gave him a confused look.
“Miss Rita, I’m so jealous” the doctor said.
Alfred suddenly swept Rita up in his arms, and she gasped with wide eyes.
“Let’s go home, I can take care of you myself, darling” he winked, and Rita started blinking repeatedly as he walked out of the walk.
Kristen followed behind, and immediately he stepped out with Rita, reporters covered them, but before they could ask questions, he said just one thing.
“I’ll be skipping work for all today just to take care of her. Her pain is my pain cos I love her so much!” He said, shedding fake tears.
“What the Füçk are you doing, put me down” Rita muttered in his arms.
“I feel your pains baby, but don’t worry, I’ll take care of you” he said and kissed her forehead, making her eyes widen more.
“I love you so much!” He said.
?️ Awww!!!
He took five fast steps to the car and dropped her in.
Kristen got in with them, and the drive home started.
“What were you performing?” Rita said, still in confusion.
“I don’t wanna talk to you” Alfred replied.
They finally got home, and they met reporters too.
“Gawd,is this ever gonna end?” He muttered as he pulled up.
He came out of the car, and when Rita made to step out too, he carried her in his arms again.
“Wait… Alfred…Al…
“I love her so much!, That’s all I have to say” he smiled at the reporters as he stepped into the house.
“Drop me!” Rita scowled, and he dropped her at once
She landed on the ground, falling on her butt.
“What the hell!” She screamed painfully.
“It was so hard acting up in front of the nosy reporters, but I killed it. Should I go into acting?” He asked himself.
“Who said you could carry me!” Rita barked from the ground.
“And who told you I was happy to carry you! Telling you I love you was like swallowing poison and kissing your forehead with my lips felt suicidal!” He shot back.
“What!”
“Yes, but I got back my reputation anyways, so please… Go bark at Marcel” Alfred replied and went upstairs.
Rita dipped her hands in her hair crazily.
“Füçk!!!!!”
•••
Tamara was on her way to her only photoshoot for today when she saw the news on her phone.
“My brother is a psycho” she laughed so hard.
Her driver is driving in the front.
When she saw the video of when he said I love you and pecked Rita’s forehead, she laughed more.
“Füçk!, Rita you’re dead!, The Jenkins family blood is crazy” she cackled, but she suddenly saw something across the road.
Metawin!
He’s talking and laughing with a lady in front of a bank.
She didn’t see the lady’s face though, her back is on her. Only Metawin’s face is visible, and the way he was laughing is making her lose it.
Jealousy and anger kicked in immediately, and she began boiling.
The worse happened when he touched the lady’s hair.
“Stop the car!!!” She shouted at the driver, and he obeyed immediately.
She practically jumped out of the car, and her hair got blown fully by the air like some superwoman as she walked furiously to the scene.
He told her he was going to a press con, and here he is with a lady!!!
She crossed the road without obeying the rules, and she almost got hit by a car.
She finally got to them and stopped.
“Wifey?” Metawin said surprisingly.
Without replying, Tamara made to grab the lady’s hair and make her regret ever flirting with her husband, but that was when the lady faced her.
Her eyes widened so hard.
It’s not a lady!, It’s an old woman with wrinkled face
Rita’s hand stopped midair, and she froze.
“Meet Granny Harlow, the nanny who took care of me at infancy. Granny, meet my wife, Tamara” Metawin introduced.
“She’s sooo beautiful, it’s nice to meet you young lady” Granny Harlow smiled.
Tamara used the hand in the air to pull her into a hug.
“Nice to meet you too, granny. By the way you’re pretty” she said, taking a deep breath.
She almost killed a granny!
•••
Since Rita refused to eat the food she took to the hospital, Kristen cooked another one for everyone.
She has finished setting the table with the dishes when Alfred came down.
“Hmmn!” He inhaled the aroma hanging in the air, and Kristen smiled as he sat.
He was about to start serving him when Rita came downstairs, all dressed.
“Miss, you should eat and…
She rolled eyes at Kristen, cutting her off with that, then she peeked at her bag.
A pistol gun is inside. She smiled dangerously before leaving the house.
“I’ll serve your food” Kristen smiled and began serving.
Alfred’s eyes got stuck on her immediately.
She took off her bra before entering the kitchen to cook, so right now, the n**ples again.
He could even see the pinkness through the white singlet she’s putting on.
He stared from her face to her n*pples, then to her hair and legs, back to her face.
He felt a rush of heat in his body which he couldn’t explain, and his head bubbled crazily.
How could she have so much effect on him without even making a move???
“Served” Kristen said, finally looking up.
“Water” he replied.
“Oh I’m sorry!” She gasped, rushing to the freezer which is just behind his chair.
He opened it to get a bottle of water, and Alfred pulled her arm immediately.
He drew her to his laps, and her eyes widened immediately her @$$ landed on it.
Their eyes met, and she didn’t bother to look away.
He was gazing at her hungrily, holding her waist firmly, and that moment, she heard weird pounding sounds.
“Dum!”
“Dum!”
Where the hell is it coming from???
Alfred suddenly reeled his head to her chest, kissing her n**ples through her singlet.
She melted completely on his laps immediately he did that, and nothing came out of her mouth when she opened it to talk.
Alfred started sucking her through the singlet, and her breath halted.
Her middle was throbbing, and she could feel something wet.
What’s happening?
Alfred raised his head, and her breaths released at once. She began panting slowly.
“Don’t stop seducing me, Kristen” he whispered, and before he knew it, his lips were on hers.
Her eyes widened, and she sat still on his laps as he began kissing her.
She remained motionless, not kissing back.
He kept eating into her lips without minding, and the weird sounds came again.
It’s from her!
Alfred broke the one-sided kiss and gave her a hard-to-resist, seductively wistful gaze.
“Please, kiss me back” he whispered, and Kristen felt her fists unfolding.
She pulled Alfred’s face to herself, smashing her lips on his own roughly.
Alfred’s hands went under her singlet immediately, and he finally touched the soft round Brë@šts directly.
He pressed the flesh gently, wrapping his soft palms sensually on them
Kristen knotted her hands on his shirt in the front, pulling him closer.
Alfred’s minty taste filled her mouth instantly, and when he gave her right n*pple a subtle pinch…
“Mmm” she Mõ@ned out, right on his lips.
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TB Continued…
