Bastard(12)

“No time ma, unless you want your grandkid to be born out of wedlock.” This was the one time she wasn’t getting her way. The sooner I tied her to me, the easier I’d sleep at night. “You can have one later that’s the best I can do for you, tell me you understand.”

“Of course I understand, I’m not completely dense.”

“So your husband isn’t gonna call and bitch me out about not letting you have your way right?” She sniffed like she’d never done that shit before. I got the details I needed and hung up.





She came out of the bathroom looking all kinds a hot and downright fuckable. “Come ‘ere baby.” She walked over to me, she was getting better at doing that these days. We hardly ever had any tussles, since she was learning to mind me.

The jeans made her ass look delectable and the top hugged her tits nicely. “You need some jewelry. I didn’t ask mom to do that because I wanted to do that myself.” She blushed as she looked up at me. I knew I was confusing the hell out of her.

She was probably expecting, due to the circumstances of our first meeting, that I was going to be as much of an asshole as Curtis. I had no plans on mistreating her though, just had to let her know what would happen if she tried to leave me. As long as she toed the line and did what the fuck I said, she should be fine.





I took her to one of my nightclubs. It was a Thursday night and the place was pumping. I took her up to the VIP lounge and right away one of the servers was there with a magnum of champagne. She looked at the bottle like it was a snake.

“You don’t have his blood so you have no worries of becoming like him. One or two glasses of this isn’t gonna hurt you.”

“How did you…?”

“It doesn’t matter how I know, I just do.”

“Anyway that’s not what I was thinking.”

“Oh, what were you thinking babe?”

“Well, if you’re trying to have a baby you shouldn’t drink.” I stopped with the bottle halfway over the glass. Fuck me! this was the first time she’d said anything about that.

I got the biggest fucking grin on my face. She ducked her head and blushed but I wasn’t having that shit. She was in my lap one second later and my tongue was halfway down her throat.

“You’re right babe I forgot, none for the baby mama.” I’m pretty sure it was too early to know one way or the other, but the fact that she’d mentioned it so sweetly without any malice made me feel ten fucking feet tall.





Chapter 11





We enjoyed a nice meal where she even instigated conversation. She was looking around the club like she’d never seen people before and I realized she was starved for company. Her friend was coming by on Saturday maybe that’ll gain me more brownie points.

“I have to go to the restroom Xander.” That’s another thing, she calls my name more easily these days without any prompting. I’m not even gonna talk about the shit she says when I’m fucking here.

It’s like once I started coaching her to do that shit; I’d opened the floodgates. Now she was even into telling me where to put my dick these days. And just as I’d suspected, she’s got a little bit of freak in her.

I started to get up to take her but she stopped me.

“No Xander, let me go by myself.” I looked into her eyes. I knew what she was asking here, she was asking me to trust her. But had just a few weeks been enough time for her to get use to her fate? In the end I just nodded my head and sat again.

It took everything in me not to send one of the guys after her, but I decided to see how it would play out. She was gone for five minutes when I started to get worried. I heard the scream just as I was turning the corner to the lady’s room.

Usually in these places there were lines out the damn door, because of the size of the bathrooms here, there was no need for that. I ran towards the sound with my heart in my fucking throat, I should’ve never let her go off by herself.





“Get your fucking hands off her you fuck.” I heard my men coming up behind me and held my hand up for them to stop. In the other I held a gun pointed at Curtis’ head, as he tried to drag her off through the back exit.

“I’m not gonna tell you again, take your fucking hands off her now motherfucker.”

“What’s to stop you from shooting me if I do that huh?”

“Nothing.” I shot the idiot in the shoulder and he dropped her. She ran straight to my arms and I grabbed her. “It’s okay baby, I’ve got you.” I kissed her hair and tried to calm her shakes.

“The place.” That’s the only directive I gave my men, as I took her away from the scene. “I’m taking you home babe, sorry we have to cut the night short.” We got her purse and I took her out into the night air. She stayed close in the limo all the way home, her head resting on my chest.