TESSA WALKER IS FINALLY MINE

Bryan’s POV

From the mirror, I saw Ava sitting on the bed behind me while I got dressed, ready for my first date with Tessa Walker, a famous and well-known model in the modeling industry. A black jeep honked in front of my house.

“That must be Tessa,” I said as we peeped through the window. Her car was fucking clean. “A car for the governor’s children,” I thought.

“I’ll see you, Ava! I’ll see you when I return,” I screamed over my shoulder as I rushed toward the door, disorganized. She said something, but I didn’t hear it clearly.

I hopped into the car. Ava was watching from the window; I knew she was crying, but that was something we’d deal with when I returned. I sat in the back seat with Tessa, and her driver moved the car.

I suddenly started sweating. I removed my handkerchief from my trouser pocket and wiped the sweat off my face several times. Tessa’s beauty was like the glow of the sun, too perfect and spotless. I couldn’t believe I was sitting next to her and now officially her boyfriend. My goodness! I would brag in school and show her off like she was the rarest treasure, making sure everyone knew I was the luckiest person alive.

“So, where would you like us to go?” she asked, causing me to nearly pee my pants. Her tiny lips painted in red, she was different from what I’d seen in school. Tessa Walker is fucking hot! I still couldn’t believe my eyes. My lips trembled as I tried to reply. I opened my mouth but ended up choking on my own saliva. She handed me a bottle of water and asked me to calm my nerves and relax. She ended up picking a place for our first date since I was clueless at the moment.

We alighted from her car. Another car parked behind us, and two hefty men jumped out. They were her bodyguards. My heart pounded. I never knew Tessa Walker was a person of this caliber. “A lot has been disguised under that uniform of ours,” I thought.

As we sipped our drinks, I noticed the look in her eyes, as if she wanted to say the unbelievable—the words I least expected. I became shy and unsettled. She placed her palm on my puffy chest, her eyes blistering with affection and desire. I returned a warm, innocent smile.

“I hope you don’t mind, Bryan,” she said, sounding like a baby—the baby she was to me.

I managed to reply. My manhood was already hard like a rod; I pressed it between my thighs to keep it down. If this was what I was thinking, I wouldn’t give it a second thought.

“What?” I asked, my voice laced with lust.

Her brows arched, pleading that I shouldn’t refuse.

“I want to have a taste of you,” she begged, her voice faint and barely rising above a whisper. My manhood stiffened even more at the height of arousal. Her bodyguards weren’t with us; she’d asked them to wait outside so she could have some private time with me.

“I’m all yours, baby,” I said, freaking out from the way she spoke. Her soft voice, feminine energy, and beauty made me drip. We entered the car again and drove to one of the luxurious hotels in town. It was more of a private apartment than just a casual hotel. The space was large and standard. Her bodyguards didn’t come in; they always waited outside for her. My heart beat louder as my excitement turned into anxiety and nervousness. I hadn’t seen this coming. If I had, I would have taken some pills to make my manhood hard enough to satisfy her. I became so anxious about how I’d perform in bed that I ended up drowning myself in alcohol, with my hopes high. Tessa didn’t drink much—she wanted to stay sane, I guess—but that wasn’t my problem. I just wanted to make her feel alright so that she could judge for herself if all her exes were better than me in bed.

I had showered, and she’d done the same. She lay beside me, tickling my nipples and watching my cock rise under the towel wrapped around my waist. I pulled it out abruptly; her eyes caught the medium-size cock, and she smiled. She squatted down, held it, and started stroking it with her hands, sending chills down my spine and causing me to jerk from intense pleasure. My patience grew thin, and I just wanted to stroke her pussy to my satisfaction, but she suddenly stopped, her face twisting into something I couldn’t read.

“What is it?” I asked impatiently.

“I need a favour from you,” she said, her face pleading.

“What cou—”

“I’ll be having my birthday party tomorrow, and I’d like to make our relationship public.”

I gaped.

“That’s not the favor, Bryan. Could you come with Ava?” My face contorted with suspicion. She saw the look on my face and moved aside. My hard cock had fallen flat on my thigh.

“Who sent you?” I asked, knitting my brows together.

Surprise shimmered in her eyes.

“I just want to be friends with her, that’s all, Bryan,” she said, almost in tears, but I sparked even more.

“If anything ever happens to my friend, I’ll skin you alive!” I warned, not caring if her bodyguards were outside or not. She didn’t expect that. I stood up, grabbed my clothes, and put them back on. Ava was my very good friend, and I knew what she had sacrificed for our relationship.

“If you step out, I’ll tell the world you raped me!”

My blood froze.

Was Tessa this dangerous?