Page 24 of Love’s Strongest Soldier

Never in a million years did I ever think I’d walk into this house and catch this man fucking someone else, especially not after our little moment from the other night. I couldn’t even lie. It stung a little bit to see him with another woman.

Stepping further into his bedroom, I grabbed the first thing I could reach on the dresser and lunged it toward his head. My aim was off a bit, so it zoomed past him and put a dent into the wall. His cologne dropped to the floor, and Ghost’s head whipped in my direction with his gun aimed at me.

“You might as well gone and shoot me because I’m about to fuck your ass up!” I charged in his direction, knowing full and well I had no right to be angry with this man like he was in here cheating on me.

“Who the fuck is this bitch!” Ghost caught me by the waist before I was able to fully reach the bed. The girl turned around and stared at me with a devilish smirk on her face. I could tell that she was one for drama.

“Ghost, you didn’t tell me that your auntie was in town. Hey, I’m Chris.” She extended her hand in my direction, and I caught her middle finger and bent that shit back as far as it would go. “Ahhh!” She screamed and covered her hand with the other.

“I’m gon’ show you an auntie!”

I wiggled in his grasp, but Ghost wasn’t crazy enough to let me go.

“Chris, just get your stuff and gone leave,” he suggested.

“Nah, let the bitch stay so I can shove my foot up her ass!”

“Why are you in here acting a fool?” Ghost questioned me, but I wasn’t trying to question my sanity right now. This was the exact reason why I said I didn’t like myself whenever I liked someone. My feelings caused me to do some of the craziest things.

“You fucking old bitch. You broke my finger,” Chris said with a snarl.

“I’m gon’ break yo’ fucking neck once he lets me go,” I warned.

“Chris, just grab your stuff and leave. I’ll pay for your hospital visit.”

“No, the hell you won’t. She shouldn’t have ever brought her ass over here in the first place. She’ll be all right.”

“You’re insane,” Chris said, grabbing her clothes off the floor. She struggled with one hand to get back dressed. Once she was done, she left out the room, and Ghost didn’t release me until he heard the front door shut.

“Have you lost your mind?” he asked me.

My eyes zeroed in on his dick. It still looked huge and it was limp. Fuck.

Brushing my loose strands of hair back behind my ear, I replied, “Maybe,” pursed my lips, and left out of his bedroom.

“Why were you acting like that?” He came out behind me. Nigga still wasn’t dressed. He was begging for something to happen to him.

“I was stupid. That’s all,” was the only response he got before I punched him in the dick and went into my bedroom and shut the door behind me.

It’d been an entire week and Luxe hadn’t said much of anything to me. I still didn’t understand why she acted the way she had when Chris was over. Granted, I did plan on having Chris out of there before she made it back, but I lost track of time once I got in the pussy.

Chris was this chick that I’d smash from time to time when I was living here. She stayed in the building, so I figured what harm would it be. I thought she’d be long gone before Luxe made it back.

After Luxe and I almost kissed, I couldn’t get her ass out of my mind, and I thought if I dipped off in some pussy, the shit would work. I was wrong. The entire time, I was imagining I was fucking the shit out of Luxe. They looked nothing alike, and it was getting harder to stay in her shit, but I was gon’ see it through, until Luxe interrupted us. The hurt on her face wasn’t anything I pictured when I decided to bring Chris into my space. I knew I fucked up bad and wasn’t sure how I was gon’ fix this mess.

Luxe was confusing as hell because one minute, she was telling me that I was too young for her, and the next ready to fuck up everything in her path because her lil feelings were hurt.

“I want to go to the mall,” Luxe announced. I looked up, and she stood there in this khaki two-piece pants set. She had on some Louis Vuitton sneakers. This was the most dressed down I’d seen her other than when she was getting ready for bed.

“The mall?” I frowned. Eastdale Mall barely had any stores in there. I knew for a fact there was nothing in there that she’d want to buy, so for her to say that she wanted to go there was sort of suspect.

“That’s what I said.”

“Fine.” Getting up from the couch, I slid my strap off the coffee table and slipped it into my waistline.

Luxe bounced toward the front door, and I followed behind her. We got out in the hallway and exited out the door to the parking garage. Instead of taking the truck, I decided to drive one of my cars instead. All my vehicles were bulletproof. I didn’t have to worry about anything happening to her while we were in it. When I went to open the passenger door on my Maserati, Luxe asked, “Can I drive? It’s been a while since I’ve drove,” and then poked out her lower lip.

“Okay.” This was the most words I’d gotten out of her all week. If me letting her drive to the mall was gonna get me back on her good side, I’d let her drive. What harm could it do?