Pushing her away she falls to the floor, “ get out “ i said my heart beat fast and hard my hands comb my bristly hair ,what is going on here?, she knew what she had done , her smile was mischievous and deadly, I saw her stand, “ will see you around martins” she said in a whisper behind my ears as she walked back to her car.
She doesn't look remorseful at all, neither does she feel that way, cleaning my lips, i walk back to my car, my phones beeps, another message from linda, its her address with a love sticker behind it, , it doesn’t make any sense.
throwing my phone into the car, i stump on the accelerator, as i zoomed off, not minding if she's still there or has left already.
My thought drift back to everything she had just told ,i did see all this names she called in Sinclairs library, linda isn't lying, those were sinclair previous submissives, and god dammit, she knows everything , yet feel so fake , taking my phone i see the address all written in bold letters.
She’s mad to think I would leave Sinclair for her, long tapping it, the weight of doubt overwhelms me, what if she really has secrets Sinclair wouldn't tell me?, she must know sinclair so well, to outline all this flaw perfectly, but no sinclair loves me , she's just too broken to actually admit it, that wall i know.
And with the progress Vanessa and I have been up to recently, it's enough to see that Sinclair isn’t any different from a woman who's already in love. She called me her man today. That's new.
It cant be,
I started off the engines again, with the music as loud as the rapture trumpet so i don't get to think of the words in my head, the path back to the spa, where sinclair and vanessa were seated in the vip section, now they were having their mud soak,
Sinclair sees me then smiles sweetly, her smiles breaks the endless chatter, there's nothing more genuine that that perfect smile, drawn to her ones more, i walk towards her, then leaning down, my lips rubbing against hers, gently savoring the scenes of her skin, she moves a little bit further taking my lower lips in her mouth, the taste of her lip gloss which never seems to fade,
“ martins you smell different” she said breaking the kiss, she stares at me confused.
My heart beat was audible now, and I think I might have a seizure . She shouldn't have picked that scent, not at all, “ uhm.. It's a new perfume, bought it when i got out just now, stopped by, you know the ghetto way, you have to taste everything before you get it ” i said, she glared at me now, “ go bring the bottle, it smells nice” she said, just that statement makes my heart attempt escape, her phone rings immediately, distracting her attempt muder.
“ hey alice, what is the matter” she says, the conversation she is having picks her interest ,as the bridges on her forehead deepen , please don’t remember, the moment she dropped the phone she looks at me, then smiles, “ your skin is glowing, maybe we should do this more often” she said, i nodded like a desperate child.
“ yes we should do this ,more often” wiping the sweat off my face, “ the suit fitting would be next get your body massages and we would be on our way” she said, that was a way fun way to say I just witnessed a miracle, martins save yourself , i walk out of her mud bath just immediately, finally take in air, i have forgotten the proper way to breath just standing before her
First i start with taking the god damn satan's work off my body, then throwing it into a bowl of water, sinclair would castrate me, if she finds out i try having an affair with her friend, she wouldn’t care if I explain
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Its night time, and my suits hugs my body like it was an extra skin, newly bought from the market, who knew the word expensive, has a specific scent and feeling, i had just felt it,sinclair had her hands tucked on my arm now, while we were seated in the car, she is dressed in a fish tail shiny dress with her hair let down as it bounced on her shoulders.
She looks magnificent, our limo drops just inches away from the red carpet, and a chauffeur opens the car, i walk down first as instructed by sinclair, the crowd and flashy light weren’t the first to get my attention, som paparazzi were held back by ribbon and bodyguards, but it wont stop them.
A mountain tall man stood beside me, his poker face was fierce, and with those dark shades made him more stoic, there's no confusing his job in such occasion, sinclair comes down, and the crowd cheers, is this a dream come true or a my worst nightmare
Soon we began ascending the imaginary stares in my head, sinclair passed some smile occasionally, but it all ends when someone yelled , “ come fuck me too, i am single!” my heart falls flat, she's being ridiculed, my hands hold hers firmly in assurance that i would be beside her no matter what.
She squeezed in response as we walked into the foyer of the auction taking place, where some people were seated in various seats with bartenders moving around with wine trays in their hands, serving wines to people.
All elegantly dressed , same with their woman, they all had mask on, same did i and sinclair, we took our seat at the rolls of wooden chairs from the front, waiting for the auction to start, after some well known people were all seated, staring at them with so much intensity, all hiding behind the mask they had on, who know wealthy men love secrecy , even amongst each other.
The bids began to drop, and I heard figures I haven't heard in a while, for buildings in certain areas, and some artworks by famous people known to wealthy men, “ and the penthouse goes to Mr Wilson for 36 million dollars” Sinclair smiles then excuses herself without saying a word.
No offense taken
“ you must be martins jacob” a lady said behind me, she had an ocean blue eyes,from what the mask conveys , her smile were as gently as a baby butt, when powdered, “yes i am martins, “ i said shaking her hands which must have been suspended for a while as i just noticed them.
“ well i am elizabeth josephine, EJ for short” she says still smiling ,” nice to meet you Ej”, showing her to the empty space sinclair had left, “ well, such a gentleman” she said blushing, she seats with such grace, “well matins, even behind those mask i must say, you are one huge beautiful, strong man, in and out” she said gawking at the bulge in my pants.
I hope its not what i am thinking