Oscar. Being with Karen felt amazingly great. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. It took a lot of strength not to claim her. After going crazy when I couldn't find her, I intended never to let her out of my sight. I knew she would need some privacy. That was why I had given her a room next to mine. I was sure she had no clue the room was rigged with cameras. I intended to keep an eye on her.Karen responded to my touch perfectly. I almost began to think she could feel the mate bond, but I knew it was impossible. Her pussy was right for me. It fitted and responded just the way I liked it. I knew I had gotten myself into a rabbit hole because I knew I couldn't get enough of her. As she slept next to me, all I could do was admire her features and take in her scent. I touched her nipples a bit, and they hardened. I heard her moan my name in her sleep, and I was hard again. I wanted more of her. I wanted to understand why she had a hold on me and if taking enough could ease the a

Oscar. My mother just had to run her mouth. I didn't want Karen to know I had offered Stephanie the same deal. It was an act of impulse on my part and I had already severed the relationship. Stephanie had called me in the morning threatening me. She claimed she was pregnant and she would damn the consequences and go to the press. I was still yet to deal with her issue when my mother created another one for me. No matter how hard Karen tried to hide it, I knew what my mother told her had hurt her. Things were going smoothly between us and my mother had come to create problems for me. "What about that arcade we discussed this morning," I said trying to fix the situation. Karen scrunched her nose a bit. "I don't think I am up for that. I have a tummy ache and I would like to go home from here," she said and I confirmed my suspicions. Although she hid it well it was obvious she was hurt. "I want to go to the arcade but I can't go alone." I insisted. "Then ask Stephanie or any other p

Karen.I woke up on an empty bed. I wondered if Oscar had gone out without me. I wore his t-shirt and brushed my teeth, then went downstairs to look for him. I heard his voice in the living room, so I headed there.Oscar had a guest; the man was dark, muscular and very handsome. He looked rugged and hard. His beards were kept, and he had brown eyes. The man was handsome. He whistled when he saw me. "Damn, Oscar, you've done well for yourself," he said, looking at me. "I see why you can't let go, man; I would do the same," he said. I had no clue what he was talking about, but I knew he was referring to me.Oscar asked me to come to sit on his lap, and I did.He placed his head between my breast and nuzzled a bit."Did you miss me?" he asked, and I laughed. The black man cleared his throat, and Oscar lifted his head."Gavin, meet Karen, Karen, meet Gavin. He is my best friend and your trainer," he said, and I stood up with joy.Oscar pulled me back down to sit on his lap again. I could

28Karen Oscar and I spent the entire morning together. We were yet to determine when I would be returning with Gavin to his place. Learning that Gavin's place was on the outskirts of town, I figured it would be best that I visit James in person to let him know I would be leaving for a while.When I told Oscar about my plans to go to the other side of town to visit James, he kicked against it. "You can't go there," he complained."Why? I have been eating and living on that side of town all my life. Why are you trying to stop me from going there, Oscar?" I asked, confused about his action.Oscar scratched his head a bit. I could see he was battling with himself on what to say. Whatever his reasons may be, that is, if he had any, they were difficult to communicate."I promised to keep you safe, and that is what I am trying to do," he finally managed, avoiding telling me the reason.To let him know how serious I was, I picked up my jacket, packed my hair into a ponytail and was ready to

Karen.I was shaken when I got home. I didn't know why I barged into Oscar's office. I must have been out of my mind. I needed someone to talk to, someone to blame and someone to show how angry I was, but I wasn't thinking straight. The moment I saw his mother, I walked out, but I was still shaken. The truth of the matter was that I could have died. If that pimp had successfully pulled the trigger, if that car hadn't run both of them over, I would have been dead. All because of Oscar. All because he felt the need to beat up some pimps on my behalf, thanks to James.I crawled to a corner on the floor in my room and began to cry. My tummy felt bruised from the punch I had received. I took off my blouse and saw that I was bruised. I was so scared. All I could do was cry. I couldn't believe that I could have died. They were pimps. Not vampires, not Werewolves, not witches, none of those supernatural shit. They were people, human beings like me, and they could have killed me, all because