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{❤️RED❤️}
“You said what!” Rita gasped.
“I said what I said” Alfred replied simply and started stroking Kristen’s hair.
“I love when you eat in front of me, little missy” he smiled, kissing her hair afterwards.
Kristen hiccupped as the ice cream spoon got stuck in her mouth. She was staring so much at Alfred.
What the hell is he doing to her? Why is he being excessively sweet?
Why is her heart… Pounding???
He removed the spoon from her mouth and dropped it, then he wiped the ice cream on her lower lip with his thumb.
He licked the thumb slowly, and she blinked.
“Get out of this room right now!!” Rita shouted, walking straight to her.
She made to pounce on Kristen in bed, but Alfred held her shoulders and pushed her back.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Aren’t I your wife?, Aren’t we married?, Why torment me with this dirty thing!” She shouted.
“The girl you call dirty is hundred times better than you” he replied.
“What!”
“Remember locking me out in the rain with her? We had to go sleep in an hotel while you and your Marcel had this house to yourselves. Remember slapping me? Do you also remember posting that defaming video online to ruin me? Your fans threw eggs at me and we got locked up in a god-damned room stuffed with chemical, Should I continue?” He said.
“Alfred I…
“I don’t wanna hear you talk, it actually irritates my ears” he cut her off, pushing her out of the room.
“Alfred wait!… Alfred we need to talk… Alfred!”
He eventually pushed her out and shut the door, then he held his head and leaned on the door.
“Damnit!” He spat, staying there for a while before facing Kristen whose ice cream was already melting in the bowl.
“Sorry about that” he said.
“Oh… I’m… I’m fine” she stuttered.
“Are you scared?” He asked, sitting beside her.
“No, but miss Rita…
“Please don’t talk about her, just…. please” he said, and she bit her lip.
“The ice cream melted” he said, looking at the bowl.
“I’ll still have it!” She gasped, eating as fast as possible.
She suddenly choked, and Alfred quickly blew air on her face while rubbing her back.
“Don’t force it, be yourself. I won’t get mad at you if you don’t finish it” he said, caressing her cheeks.
She blinked cutely, and he stood, then he carried her up from the bed, into his arms.
The teddy fell from her, and she found herself smiling as he began walking.
She didn’t realize where he’s going to, till he opened the bathroom door.
Her eyes widened. Is he really gonna bath her??
Then what about her @$$???
“Wait!’ she suddenly said, and he stopped.
“What?” He asked, giving her the usual irresistible gaze.
She made to talk, but immediately she saw the gaze, the words got stuck in her throat.
Alfred continued gazing, and she felt her heart pounding again.
“Can you please… Stop gazing at me that way?” She whispered, but he kept it up.
He kept looking at her like that, and she suddenly found herself leaning up to him.
She pecked his lips before relaxing back into his arms, but immediately her back hit his arm, he pulled her to himself and kissed her hard.
He could still taste the ice cream in her mouth. The sweet taste of vanilla.
He could feel his heart racing, and his head going insane as the kiss graduated to a deeper slip and swipe.
He was holding her in the most delicate way ever as their lips battled.
They kept eating deeply into the soft fleshes, having honeyed tastes of each other’s mouth.
Alfred suddenly dropped her, and he broke the kiss to turn her back to the wall.
Immediately her back touched the glass, he lowered his head to her neck and began kissing his way up the shell of her ear.
Kristen’s palms knotted at the sides of his white shirt, and she bit her lips repeatedly to hold back her Mõ@ns.
His lips was driving her insane as he beautified her neck with hickeys.
He was doing it with dominance, like an alpha marking his mate. It was so intense that her hold on him tightened, and she began panting as her back tightened on the glass wall.
“Mr Jenkins..” she finally Mõ@ned slowly, and he stopped.
He brought his face to hers. The affection in his gaze doubled already.
“What did you do to me?” He whispered, and she blinked.
“Huh?”
“Why am I so hooked? … Kristen” he whispered again, and she bit her lip.
“You called this on yourself” he said, crashing his lips on hers again, but this time, he gripped her B@@b with an hand, feeling her nip.
“Hmm” another slow Mõ@n came from her, and he suddenly zipped down her gown from behind.
He was about to grab her @$$ directly when she quickly broke the kiss and faced down.
“Kristen” he called, and she looked up slowly.
“I can’t touch you more?” He whispered, and her hears skipped beats.
“Can’t I?” He whispered again, and she swallowed before talking.
“Not…not now” she quickly said, and he smiled.
“It’s ok, meaning you won’t let me bath you?”
“You meant that?” She asked.
“You thought I was joking? C’mon” he replied.
“I’ll bath myself” she replied.
“Fine, little missy” he smiled, leaning in to kiss her forehead.
“Help yourself. I’ll be in the bedroom” he winked and left.
Kristen released an heavy sigh before walking away from the wall, then she squatted beside the tub and started caressing her lips.
“Third kiss” she whispered with a bright smile.
•••
Bright got slightly sick as predicted. It’s mild fever, and he declined going to the hospital, so Abel called his doctor for home treatment.
The doctor left some minutes ago, and Bright is already asleep.
Clinton came in downstairs, and Queen squinted.
“You are?’
“Second owner of this house” he replied.
“Mr Clinton Johnson?” She said, and he smiled, crouching in front of her.
“How’d you know?”
“My Keys told me the story of you and Mr Jenkins” she said, and he stroked her hair.
“Wait…you look like a celebrity I know”
“Of course, I’m Queen Stevie” she smiled.
“Yvonne Stevie’s daughter?”
She nodded, and he smiled again.
“Dude!” Abel said, coming down.
“I’m passing the night here” he replied.
“What the hell! So you can actually sleep in another house besides yours” Abel gasped.
“Stop shouting, d_1ck. Where’s Bright?” Clinton asked.
“He’s slightly sick, he’s in his room”
“Sick?”
“His usual monthly fever” Abel replied.
“Thought it ended”
“Turns out it didn’t” Abel sighed, and Clinton started going upstairs.
“I’ll just use the last room” he said.
“It’s all yours!” Abel smiled, and the doorbell rang.
“Definitely mum!” Queen jumped as Abel opened the door.
“Thanks so much Abel!” Yvonne said as she carried her.
“You had a stressful day, i guess” he replied.
“Yeah, and my car broke down too, had to dump it at the repair shop and come here in a taxi” she replied.
“That’s … Suicide” he said.
“I know, right?”
“I’ll drop you home” he offered.
“No, who’d stay with Bright?”
“My friend is here” he replied, and she smiled.
He quickly informed Clinton and got his car keys, then he drove them out of the house.
It was only some minutes journey, and Queen was already asleep when they arrived.
Yvonne took her out of the car and faced him.
“Can you please wait? Don’t go yet” she said and quickly took Queen in.
She came out shortly, and Abel came out of the car.
“I… Dunno how to thank you enough” Yvonne said awkwardly.
“Told you to buy me lunch, when are we going on the lunch date?” He replied.
“Tommorow? I don’t have any session” she smiled.
“Deal” he replied, and she suddenly came closer.
She held his arms and leaned in, kissing him lightly on the lips.
“Goodnight” she whispered afterwards.
“Make it more good” he replied, grabbing her waist instantly.
He hungrily smashed his lips on hers, kissing her deeply than she expected.
She quickly hung her arms on his shoulders, kissing back just as wild.
Abel’s hand went into her hair next, and he broke the kiss slowly.
“That was… Good” Yvonne blushed.
“You’re a baddie” he replied in a thick tone, and she smiled.
“So… Tommorow it is?”
“Tommorow. Yeah” he replied, entering his car.
“Bye!” He winked and drove off.
“OMG did I just kiss Abel Keys? F****kkkk!!!” Yvonne screamed, running in crazily.
•••
It’s 10pm already, and the meeting with the management is still on.
They’re solving an issue that needs immediate attention, and they’ve been on it since three hours ago.
It doesn’t seem like it’s gonna end soon, and Metawin is already feeling sleepy, but if he sleeps, then they might never be able to solve this.
“It’s 10pm already, sir” Maya his secretary whispered beside him.
“I guess we’re all sleeping over in this office tonight, need to call my wife and inform her” he said, getting his phone.
He excused himself and left the hall, then he went to the corridor.
Immediately he unlocked his phone, he saw Tamara’s message first, and he smiled.
“She messaged me? Guess she misses me like I do” he said, clicking on the message.
His sanity dropped rapidly immediately he saw the pictures, and his eyes widened. His ÇOçk fattened.
“What the hell! What’s she…. Füçk!” He shouted, and Maya rushed out of the hall.
“Time to return to the meeting sir, it’s…
“Dismiss everyone” he interrupted.
“Sir?'”
“Meeting over!” He snapped.
“But we need to settle this tonight so the company won’t fall in a mess” she replied.
“I’m in a mess myself! Can you handle this?” He replied, pointing at his d_1ck which was already bulging madly in his trousers.
“Boss!!!” Maya screamed, fainting immediately.
“Straight call to heaven” Metawin said and rushed out of the corridor.
He forgot elevators existed. He used the lift and even ran on it till he got down.
He ran out to his car and started driving home.
His rough drive made other drivers shout at him on the road, but his ears seems blocked cos he wasn’t hearing anything.
He pulled up at the driveway fast immediately he got home, then he ran out of the car into the house.
Lopez was in the living room, but he was too blind to reply her greetings as he ran upstairs.
He opened Tamara’s door impatiently, stepping in.
She’s still in the lingerie, dancing in front of the mirror.
She stopped immediately he came in, and she smiled when she saw his bulge.
“It worked, I guess you flew home” she said.
Metawin took five fast steps to her, and immediately he got to her, his hands went behind her, grabbing her @$$.
“Meta….
That was cut short when his lips landed on hers.
Her eyes didn’t widen. They closed instead, embracing him as she began kissing him back fast.
Their lips moved in an Insane sync, and he kept squeezing her @$$, spanking it in-between.
“Mmm” came a sweet throaty Mõ@n from her mouth to his own, and he dipped in his tongue, Füçking her mouth with it.
“Win…” Another Mõ@n escaped her mouth, and she suddenly felt his hand on her B@@b
He only pressed it once before tearing off the straps of the lingerie, and they fell off her body.
He broke the kiss to behold her naked upper body, and her teardrop B@@bs made his brains relocate from his head.
How can his wife be murderously Sëx¥ like this??? He’s senseless right now.
She was madly breathtaking, so much that he could fall at her feet.
His head was tickling like a time bomb, and his sanity finally dropped completely as he stared.
“Now I know why I was named Metawin. You drive me Mental” he whispered hungrily.
“I was named Tamara cos you Tantalize me” Tamara replied, taking off the lower part of the lingerie herself.
She stepped out of it and licked her lips.
“I want all of you inside me tonight… Husby” she whispered seductively.
Like a carnivore, Metawin grabbed her by the @$$, hoisting her up in his arms.
Their lips collided again as be began walking to the bed.
•••
Empress Elsa’s car stopped in front of the house, and she came out as regally as usual.
“Mother-in-law!” Rita rushed out of the house.
She actually called her.
“What the hell were you saying on phone?” She questioned.
“He’s in with her, on his bed” Rita replied, leading her in.
Alfred just finished putting Kristen to bed after rubbing treatments on her bruises.
He came downstairs to get himself a bottle of water when he met them.
“Empress?” He said surprisingly and checked the time.
“10:50, what are you doing here?”
“Where’s the maid?” She asked sternly, walking to him.
“Kristen?, She’s asleep” he replied.
“On your bed?”
“So what?”
“What do you think you’re doing? She’s not just a maid but a Füçking thief!”
“So you told her everything huh?” He said, facing Rita.
“How much is the jewelries she took from your dressing room? Billions?” He sneered, getting his phone.
“I have your account number” he said, transferring five billions to her.
“You can get your jewelries back and buy any available plastic brain with the change” he said.
“I never asked for you to pay me” Rita replied.
“And from now on, call her a thief at your own risk” he said, and she swallowed hard.
“Alfred!” Empress Elsa shouted.
“Go back to your house, I don’t need you here! This is still my house!”
“How dare you choose a maid over me, your mother!”
“Oh please…so now you’re talking about that? Woman you were never a mother! Nanny Ana took care of I and Tamara, you never acted like an actual mother cos you were always on one trip or another! All you did was boss us around!” he replied.
“Stop talking and get that maid out of your room!” Elsa ordered.
“Stop talking and get out of this house!” He replied, and she made to forcefully go upstairs, but he pushed her back.
Rita quickly held her.
“How could you treat your mother this way you shameless man! Are you out of your mind?” Rita shouted.
“Call me shameless again” Alfred replied.
“Yes! You’re shameless!” She said boldly, and he made to grab her neck immediately…
“Red!” Kristen’s voice called from the stairs, stopping him.
His eyes widened, and he turned back to see her rushing down.
She was wearing his white shirt which barely covered her thighs, looking so cute on her.
She stayed in their middle, blocking him from Rita.
“Don’t… please” she said, bringing down his hand.
Elsa was shaking as she stared, same with Rita.
“Can you call me that again?” Alfred said slowly, and Kristen blinked.
“Red?”
“d@mn” he muttered, hugging her face in the middle of his palms immediately.
“Love how it sounds on your lips” he whispered and kissed her hard right there.
That instant, Empress Elsa’s blood dried up, and Rita’s heart stopped beating.
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TB Continued…
