15: Anger

Zade

“Are you trying to seduce me on purpose?” I asked and she whirled around, her eyes wide and her chest heaving. It was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath the shirt either, her tits were outlined and her nipples were showing through the thin material. Her hair teamed her face and her gaze were blown wide, making a lewd mental image to settle in my head. Was that how she’d look like when in the throes of pleasure? Cheeks flushed and eyed large like they are right now?

“Are you insane? Why would you think that?!” She cried out, her chest still heaving. I let out a snort as I stepped closer to her, enjoying the way she inched backward till the counter halted her retreat. She was such a sight and again, I hated to admit it but she was so beautiful, so breathtaking and so unreal. Right now, even with no makeup on and in basic sleep clothes, she looked like the sexiest woman on earth right now.

My dick stirred in my pants again and I felt a wave of irritation come over me. Even though she was good looking, so what? Not only is she a criminal, she married the man that liked my sister. I shouldn’t be feeling a little bit of lust when I look at her, I should feel disgusted to the bones.

“Why wouldn’t I think that?” I continued once I was only an inch away from her, then my eyes briefly raked over her again before I scoffed.

“After all, a criminal never stops thinking like one. I can see right through your logic.” I informed her and a shocked look came over her before her expression morphed into an enraged one.

But she honestly looked adorable to me instead.

“You’re in the same house with a billionaire, so why don’t you seduce him, get him to come into your bed, get pregnant, then tie him down to you for the rest of your life. Tell me I’m wrong, Carla.”

Her name felt weird on my tongue as usual because all I really wanted to call her was ‘kitten’. She might be grown now but she still reminded me of a kitten whenever she glared at me.

“You’re wrong! You’re very wrong, Zade!” She cried out, sounding outraged and scandalous by the lies I just made up on the spot right now.

“Trust me, I’ll never stoop that low! Try to get you into my bed?! I’d never do that.” She hurled at me but I pointed at her clothes.

“Explain these clothes then.”

She sputtered again, looking extremely enraged. “This is a normal cloth, Zade. Normal clothes!”

I rolled my eyes this time. “You call this normal? Half of the shorts are in between your ass checks and let’s not start talking about your top. You mean these are your normal clothes?”

Her cheeks were so red, I was sure they were hot as hell right now. She refused to meet my eyes as she tried pulling down her shorts.

When she didn’t say anything else, I decided to take pity on her, and so I stepped away. After all, this was only a little fun that I was still allowing myself to indulge in. After the marriage, there’d be nothing like this happening because I’d be too busy bringing a lot of people down at the same time.

She hurried out of the kitchen without a backward glance, and I stared at her bouncing asscheeks throughout.

~~~

Carla and I were sitting in the sitting room, speaking with a wedding planner that was recommended by Lena. Lena is sitting by my side, like she wanted to crawl into my skin.

“Is any of that really necessary?” Lena asked the wedding planner who nodded.

“Yes, of course. To cater to all the guests.”

Lena turned to me. “That’s a lot of money, baby. Why are you wasting this much money?? Just do a small wedding. It won’t matter anyway.” She urged and I signed as I shook my head, already having a headache from her interrupting every two seconds.

“You know money isn’t a problem, Lena. Let the event planner do her thing.” I reminded her and she pouted before nodding, then she snuggled into me again. Across from where I was sitting, sat Carla who seemed bored out of her mind, like she wished she was somewhere else.

When her eyes met mine, she quickly averted it just as the wedding planner spoke to her.

“Are the choices to your liking, ma’am?”

She waved the woman off. “Whatever you pick is fine by me.” She assured the woman who beamed brightly, clearly feeling proud of herself.

After the event planner left, Lena went to see her off and I was alone with Carla again.

“You can invite your friends to the wedding if you want.”

She shook her head. “Nah, that’s not needed.”

“Why?”

“I have no one to invite anyway.” She muttered and I frowned.

“You don’t?”

She nodded, lips in a thin line.

“How is that possible?”

“Well, they all deserted me after I got arrested.” She explained.

“What about your family? You can invite them at least.” I suggested. I’d definitely like to set my eyes on her elder brothers whom i used to be friends with back in the days.

“They deserted me too,” she pointed out and I whistled, feeling genuinely shocked.

“Oh wow, damn. This means they were never real.” I informed her and she shrugged.

“I already figured that out.”

She had an unreadable expression on her face, and the look was very gloomy. The mood felt super tense and I decided to leave it be.

I stood up and was about to head to my room when Lena arrived with news.

“Carla’s husband, Dave and Serena, his recently engaged fiancee are here!” She announced and my eyes filled with surprise. Carla literally sprang to her face, a shocked look on her face while I asked Lena to allow them in.

Dave stepped in, and on his arms was Serena, the woman he got engaged to a few days ago.

Carla tensed up as her eyes settled on the two new comers. I didn’t know why but I went to stand beside her as I addressed the couple.

“Why are you here?”

Dave held up a piece of fine as he spoke. “I’m here with divorce papers, which my dear wife needs to sign, then we’d no longer be married.” As he spoke, his eyes kept darting between myself and Carla.

Lena was seated, clearly invested in whatever it was that might go down here.

“She’s no longer your wife, Dave.” I reminded him as I accepted the file and flipped through it.

“Legally, she still is.” He shot back and irritation flooded me at once.

The documents were indeed divorce ones, and I handed it over to Carla’s whose hands shook a little as she picked Iona pen from the desk and made to sign it, an unreadable expression across her face. I watched her closely, feeling a little bit of surprise. I wasn’t sure of what I expected, but it definitely wasn’t for Dave to provide divorce papers, and for Carla to accept them without arguing.

This means she’s really over him, yes?

Before she could sign it, Dave’s voice filled up the room. “Are you really gonna sign it, Carla?” He asked, voice filled with shock, and I shot him a sharp look.

Where is he getting at now?

Carla had a tired expression on as she looked up at him. “I don’t understand. Isn’t this what you want?” She asked as her gaze met with his.

“Well, not really.” Dave slowly said and I stiffened just as a confused look settled over Carla’s face.

Serena had a worried look on her face as she looked between them and I barely stifled a snort. Classic Serena, already feeling threatened.

“Honey, what’s this?” Serena said to Dave who barely spared her a glance.

“Chill out, babe. It’s nothing.” Dave said to her in response without glancing at her.

He spoke to Carla this time. “Can we step out for a moment? I need to speak to you, in private.” His eyes panned to my direction at the last part and I laughed as I stepped even closer to Carla, draping an arm over her shoulder, my eyes never leaving Dave’s as I responded.

“I don't think so. Whatever it is you wanna say to her, say it right in the presence of her future husband.” I tell him, a rage slowly filled his face as he glanced between Carla and I for a few moments before speaking.

“Carla, ask this man to leave you alone. Let’s talk in private like adults.” He spoke this time, forced on Carla again.

Carla’s next words surprised me, and her eyes were filled with anger as she spoke. “I have nothing to say to you in private, Dave. Let me just sign this contract so you and Serena can get out of my sight!”

Dave glared at her this time, a scowl settling over his face. “So you’re really getting married to Zade? I thought he was bluffing!”

Carla scoffed. “Yes, I am.” She snapped. “Why the hell not?”

“How can you get married to him off people? Didn’t his family ruin your parents’ life? He’s also an enemy of mine. How can you agree to marry him?”

She swallowed emptily as she folded her arms. “I owe you no explanation, Dave.” She pointed out and something that felt like pride settled in my chest.