CLAYTON.


    My n was simple, and it was to fuel her desperation. I knew, going to see her, that she had finallye to her senses, but I did not want to indulge her. I turned and left her weeping. When I got to my room, I thought of calling Trent again, but I knew better. So instead, I put a call forward to Natasha. She picked immediately.


    “Hi, baby,” she said.


    “Natasha, where are you?” I asked her, going straight to the point. I could hear the muffled sound of music and people shouting, and I knew she must have been in a club or something.


    “I’m at a birthday party with one of my girls,” she said. “What’s up with you? It’s been a while.”


    “I know, I miss you,” I said. That was an outright lie.


    “Aww, yton,” she said. “I miss you, too. That’s so sweet of you.”


    “Can youe over? I’m quite lonely. I need someone to keep mepany till the morning,” I said.


    “I’lle over now,” she said, and hung up.


    It took a while before she arrived, and it was nearly midnight before she came into my room. She pounced on me immediately, tore off my singlet and ran her across my chest. She nted her lips on mine and kissed me from neck down to my navel, stopping just above my groin. This was why I liked her, she was good at what she did. There was a meticulousness with which she attended to my body that made me feel like I had stepped a foot into heaven. She kissed my lips again and whispered in my ears.C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.


    “I have an idea,” she said. “A crazy ass one.”


    “What?” I said impatiently, willing her to stop talking and resume attending to my body.


    “Let’s go to the basement,” she said conspiratorially.


    I knew what she was referring to. Thest time we had sex, it was in front of Nadine. Natasha was kinky; I know she liked being watched and all of that stuff, but I wasn’t in for it that night.


    “What for?” I asked.


    “We could fuck in full re of that bitch down there?” She said,


    “Ahh, do we have to,” I asked.


    “Come on,” she nudged me up and we both began to walk to the basement.


    NADINE.


    yton was ying some sort of game with me and I wasn’t having it. He had said if I agreed to his proposal of contract marriage, he would help me with the money to facilitate my sister’s treatment, and now he was rejecting it. I started to lose my shit as he left. Without him giving me the money, I wouldn’t be able to get it and Anna would worsen until she died. I had spent about five months trapped in his mansion, but even if I was free, I wouldn’t have been able to raise the money.


    “Useless, just useless,” I said to myself, as Iy on the bed to cry.


    I cried myself to sleep, but it wasn’t very long when I heard the door clicking open. I hoped it was yton saying that he was only fucking with me. Perhaps he woulde with the documents for me to sign and immediately send the money to my sister. It was yton, yes, but he came in with that bitch, Natasha. She was wearing only a shirt and panties, a wry smile on her face. yton said nothing.


    “Hello, girl,” Natasha said, her voice a seductive lilt.


    “What the fuck is this?” I said.


    “We’vee to say hi,” she said. “And to have a little fun.”


    “Fun?” I said, looking at yton. “My sister is dying in some hospital, and you want to have fun?!?!”


    “Ohh, fuck your sister,” yton said with a wave of hand.


    They jumped on the bed and began to have sex while I watched. Natasha took control. She was spunky and unlike thestdy yton had had sex with, she knew how to take charge. I wondered, as I watched them, if Natasha knew about thedy yton had brought homest time, and all the otherdies he probably messed around with. I thought of telling her, raising my voice above the din of their moans and grunts and saying it, but I knew it would be foolish. Natasha probably knew and did not care. Like all the otherdies in yton’s life, they were all assets, all objects he could use without respect and fling off when he did not need them, and I was one of them.


    “Ohh, Nadine,” Natasha said in between her moans, “you wannae join us?”


    I was a bit surprised she remembered my name, especially in the throes of passion.


    “Come join us, Nadine,” she said again as she rode yton. He was grunting, making ugly sounds like a wounded animal.


    I thought of my sister in the hospital. I had not heard from her since I got the call that she passed out. She could be dead for all I knew. The thought and realization of this made me feel a sudden overwhelming fear and I began to panic. yton and Natasha had finished but I did not give a single fuck. I began to cry, loud and ugly.


    “Bitch, shut the fuck up before I smack you,” yton said as he dressed up.


    But I did not stop crying. I raised my voice till I was hoarse.


    “Aww, poor thing,” Natasha said as she left.


    I was sprawled on the floor, and she crouched to give me a kiss on the forehead. I thought it was such a nice gesture, but also it could be mocking. Iy on the floor, crying silently till I slept off.


    CLAYTON.


    Natasha was so good in bed. I would marry her, but she’s not the type ofdy you get married to. I held her hand as we walked back to my bedroom, and we slept off holding each other tight.