My Ward My Woman(4)

I moved toward it and pulled it back and my heart almost stopped.

“You put holes in her I’ll skin you. Get the fuck away from her.” I put myself between her and the tattooed asshole that was leaning over her. “Cover yourself Alexandra.” I pulled the shirt she had rucked up beneath her breasts down to her waist and turned to throw the asshole into the wall.

“No Sol, stop it. He didn’t do anything wrong I asked him to.” She jumped off the table and grabbed my arm. I snatched her bag up from the chair and took her hand, dragging her from the room and outside into the cool night air.

I didn’t say a word to her as I helped her into the car and walked around to the other side where the driver was waiting to let me in. She kept giving me looks from beneath lowered lids but I ignored her. I was too pissed to talk for the first five minutes as we drove through the busy streets to the outskirts of town where our home was.

My body was strung tight and my heart was halfway to my lungs as I looked away from her. Words of anger burned a hole in my tongue and it took massive control on my part not to yell at her for being so fucking irresponsibly stupid. Did she have any idea the danger she’d been in? Or had I shielded her so well all these years that she really was that innocent?

“What were you doing in that place Alexandra?” My voice was very well contained, not giving away even a hint of what I was feeling inside. “That place was filthy.” I clenched my fists and looked out the window away from her again.

I didn’t trust myself any longer. A few months ago I would’ve given her the riot act and got her promise that she wouldn’t go there again; now I’m not sure what the hell to expect. She’d snuck out to go there, which meant she knew I wouldn’t approve. That meant she was outright disobeying me, defying me even. Unacceptable.

“I was just going to get a navel piercing what’s the big deal?” I know that voice. The little shit knew exactly what the problem was; she knew I would never have agreed to that shit in a million years.

Now I did turn my gaze on her. “How did you find that place?” She swallowed hard because now some of what I was feeling seeped out in my words. “Jessica mentioned it.” I looked at her in surprise.

“Jessica?” Jess was one of my many exes, one I hadn’t spoken to in weeks. In fact, since the night of her birthday party, I’d given Jessica and everyone else a wide birth.

Until then, Jessica had been what I guess you would call my main squeeze. I’d even given serious thought to asking her to marry me. She was suitable enough, I guess. And though I bore her no great love, she was from a good family, good breeding and it was way past time I settled down and started a family. At least that has been my mother’s favorite refrain for the past three years.

“When did you speak to Jessica?” She shrugged her shoulders and looked out her window while I tried to figure out why my ex was sending my ward into that grimy place without my consent. I’m pretty sure she knew how I would feel about it since we’d had more than one conversation about my care of Alexandra.

She seemed to think I was too involved; that Alexandra was no longer a child and should be allowed to think for herself, and I happened to think it was none of her fucking business.

It all came to a head the last time I saw her and she stepped out of place and questioned the amount of time I spent with Alexandra. Until her, none of the women I fucked had the gumption, but I guess because she’d outlasted all the others she took that as a sign that she was more important, that she meant something more to me. We both found out that she didn’t. No one comes between me, and Alexandra, no one.

Things had cooled after I refused to even entertain her bullshit with an answer and even though she’d tried to regain ground after her fuck up, the die had been cast and I had soured towards her.

Now I know there was another reason behind my rash decision to cut her loose. She had more reason than she thought to fear my relationship with my ward. Or maybe she’d sensed it; who knows.

I hadn’t seen or heard from her in weeks so why the hell was she talking to my Alex? I don’t recall them being that close before. Still, I couldn’t bring myself to believe that she’d purposely send my girl into harm’s way.

But this, this was going too far. Not only because of where it was, but what she had encouraged her to do. She knew how I felt about this shit.

I’d had a fit when Alexandra wanted to pierce her ears a second time at seventeen, why the fuck would I want her putting holes in her belly? I held my peace until my anger cooled down. If I called her now I was likely to say or do something I’d regret. Not that I regret much of anything, but she might.

“You’re not to go there again. You’re not to leave your security again. If you do I will lock you in your room for a week and throw away the key.” She turned in her seat to face me. “That’s stupid. I’m eighteen years old I can have a piercing and a tattoo if I want.” She’s trying to make me strangle her.

“What tattoo? Did you mark your skin Alexandra?” She huffed and folded her arms as she looked out the window. “Alexandra.” I kept my tone nice and calm so as not to frighten her. “Unless you want me to strip you in this car you’d better tell me the truth right now.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Wouldn’t I?” I guess the look I gave her answered that question because she got as close to the door as she could without being on the other side.

“Take your hand away from there before you hurt yourself. Answer me.” Who was this defiant woman sitting next to me shooting daggers at me with her eyes? I lifted my hand as if to undress her.

“No okay, I didn’t get a tattoo but I was thinking about it.” Her tone seemed to suggest that it was none of my business.

“Good for you, because if you had I’d have it removed along with part of your hide for being stupid.”

I’d never spoken to her this harshly before but she was pissing me off. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Only instead of wanting to spank her I wanted to fuck her until she bowed to my wishes. Fuck me, what a mess.

Why the fuck did she have to grow up? I missed my cute little angel with the missing front teeth and the gamine smile that used to warm my heart. Now I’m saddled with a siren from the depths of hell sent to plague me. Even when she sends my pressure soaring dangerously high all I can think of is having her beneath me.

When she was little all it took were threats to get her to behave. Somehow, especially after this show of rebellion, I don’t think that shit’s going to work. She’d changed the game, now we were playing by her rules. She was pushing me to the breaking point, but did she know what was in store if she went too far?

“Fine, I’ll just wait ‘til I move out to get one then.” Yep, she’s trying to get her ass beat or worse. Maybe if I’d spanked her hardheaded ass when she was little she would mind me now. And what the fuck was she saying?

“Move, what move?”

“I’m going to college next year. I’ll be free to do whatever I want then.” I gritted my teeth and counted to ten. I held my tongue for now because I was starting to get one of my usual headaches between the eyes. Damn girl is gonna drive me insane with her shit. What the fuck happened at that party anyway?

She left my house a young innocent girl, still giggling at shit and whining to have dessert before dinner and came back…this. I blame mom for this shit too. Hadn’t I left her to oversee shit while the kid was planning the party? Obviously, someone had slipped something in the punch and she’d lost her damn mind.

I haven’t had a moment’s peace since seeing her on that dance floor. After she’d hugged me, and my cock took notice I was in a state of shock for the rest of the evening. I wanted to crawl out of my own fucking skin for what my body had betrayed. I’d tried to avoid her but she’d innocently clung to me and begged me not to leave so soon.

Now I’m not so sure that shit had been innocent. Now I’m starting to believe she’d set me up. That the dress, the makeup, the whole deal had been to do just what it had. Make me notice her as a woman.

Everything since then has been to that end. As I sat next to her now with my fists clenched and my body on alert, her scent teasing the shit out of me, I wondered where it would all end.

We both played the ‘ignore’ game. That’s another thing. She’s relegated me to an empty headed teenage boy who didn’t know his head from his ass when dealing with her. If she thought for one second she was going to lead me around by my dick she had another thing coming.





5





Solomon





We pulled up to the house still in silence, neither of us wanting to be the one to give. At least she was a worthy opponent; most women of my acquaintance bend over backward to please me. It only takes a hint of displeasure on my part to have them giving in. This one wants to battle.

“Get inside and find something to do with your time other than annoying me.”

“Excuse me your majesty but I was minding my own business. I don’t recall inviting you.” She sashayed her little disrespectful ass past me and into the house with that neck of hers stretched out and her head held high. That shit won’t look so pretty when I lop it off. What the fuck am I thinking? I headed for my office and blessed peace.