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“Uh-uh, show me that fierce bitch. Fuck me back,” he demands, driving into me again, angling back so we can both see him taking me. “Look how well we fit, Nik.” His eyes go from me to where we are joined; I look down, and my pussy squeezes around him at how right he is.
“We’re so good together.” I pant.
His eyes snag mine. With his eyes on me, he reaches between us. “Show me how good.” He plays with my pussy. I work to meet him, doing my best to show him, and I must do it right because we come together, our eyes locked as we shatter.
ChapterFourteen
Nikki
“That’s all for today.Nikki, meet me in the car. We have a meet and greet with the Small Business Association down in Shelby-Love.” Mathias is like a general barking orders. Staff members start filing out of the suite, walking past the living area and the throws strategically placed over the evidence of what took place on the sofa last night.
I nod, finding his cold and remote demeanor jarring after the closeness we shared this morning. I stare his ass down for a long moment, noticing Natalie is hanging back. “Sure.”
His jaw tightens when I roll my eyes.
“C’mon, baby cuz,” LL soothes, hanging by the door.
I follow him out to the blacked-out SUV we use for long travel.
“Hey, you have to give him time with this type of stuff,” LL advises as he holds the door open. “You’ve only known him for a little over a year. I wish you’d told me about him because then I could have warned you about how he is in private. He’s not to be fucked with. Joi’s little ass was smart to go into hiding after that bullshit she pulled. This motherfucker is just as ruthless as his daddy, but not evil. Trust, if he really thought you were in on it, you’d be in one of those sugar fields.” He’s looking at me hard. “So tell big cuz if you need to disappear, li’l girl, before it’s too late.”
Stunned, I look at him. “Wow. LL, I thought you knew me better than that.”
He flashes a ruthless smile. “I know better than anyone how much dirt this family gets into. Plus, you grew up different. I don’t know what being around all them transients taught you—them motherfuckers crafty.”
“Forget you.” I roll my eyes, pulling my legs into the car. “You can close my door, butler.”
“Wooow.” He drags the word out, shaking his head. “I see Nat’s bougie ass is rubbing off on you.” He closes the door before I can cuss him out.
After pulling out my iPad, I start reading, taking my mind off everything going wrong in my life.
What was the closeness we shared this morning only to have him acting funny in the meeting? Somehow, I feel like it’s for Natalie’s benefit. He’s never told me he didn’t want her anymore. In fact, his behavior indicates that he still does.
Unable to concentrate, I look at the time. Fifteen minutes have passed. I exit the car. “Mrs. Shelby,” the driver calls as I start walking back to the elevator leading to our suite.
“Oh, I forgot my ID in another handbag.” I wave him off like it’s no big deal. It’s really not. The security is for the wackadoos who hate Mathias for betraying the Republican Party by switching when he never telegraphed that he was one in the first place. I know why he didn’t broadcast it. He hoped to drop that bomb on his father when he announced his candidacy, but his father died before that little twisted dream of revenge could come true.
Nodding to the driver and security, I step into elevator. The ride up is smooth. No one is about when I exit. No security nor other staff. My tummy drops as foreboding sits like lead right beneath my heart. I straighten my spine, determined to face it head-on. My daddy always said it was better to rip the Band-Aid off rather than allow it to get dirty and fester. And that is exactly what this situation with Natalie has been: a puss-filled oozing wound that won’t heal.
It’s quiet when I open the door to the penthouse. After taking my shoes off, I follow the hushed tones, walking to the office on the other side of the open kitchen.
I listen at the door, which is ajar.
“All I’m saying is once you win, you can get an annulment or a quickie divorce. If yesterday showed us anything, it’s that she’s not going to do well in DC. What?” She pauses, scoffing. I can’t see their faces, so I don’t know the look he’s giving her. “The next thing you know, Thi, she’ll be scaling the Washington Memorial.” I hear a soft pat on his shoulder. “It’s a mercy really. She’s miserable. You said so yourself. She’s too out of her element.”
“Then what?” he asks smoothly and way too nonchalantly for me. “You’re going to take her place, step back in as Mrs. Shelby? Be my arm candy and help me navigate the shark-infested waters of DC?”
It sounds like he’s considering it. A sick feeling makes that block of lead into a two-ton bolder. My mouth is ash, I feel heat rising in my body, but I can’t make myself move from this damn door.
“That was the plan,” she tells him cheerfully before her voice dips into a conspiratorial whisper. “I may even forgive you for not ever bringing me here, among other things.”
“What things?” Intrigue colors his tone. Even not seeing his face, I can imagine how the curiosity is playing across his features.
“Hmm…has she seen you completely naked?” I hear the jealousy in her voice. Does she want to know what I think of his scars? Is she mad that she’s not the only one he trusted with his secret?
“She’s my wife.” He claps back with a ferocity I’ve never heard him use with her.
“Oh,” she says quietly, like she has the right to be jealous of an arrangement her ass was down for until she stopped getting all the attention. “Of course. Well, let’s not keep your precious wife waiting.”
