Chapter 9 HOT KISS

I walked towards the mirror, my reflection staring at me. I'm a completely different woman, I dropped the towel from my body standing stark naked and admired my body.

My skin spotless, no sign of blemish or spot, the scars caused by Ma Hilda all cleared, my hair fluffy, I rubbed my hands on my baby bump, smiling at how glowing I'm looking.

The past month has been all about etiquette classes, my mind going back to the day Mr Drake introduced Jessica Lucine as my tutor. I was all over the moon, grinning excitedly, like Jessica Lucine, the most awarded model and actress in the industry.

Sighing talking about Drake we don't usually see, he's so cold and distant, always from work to his bedroom, he only talks to me when it's about my classes or the baby.

"But who cares" flapping my hair, as I mumbled to myself.

I decided on putting on a bum short and a hoodie. Today is my day off from classes. I got to the bed, picking up my Ipad as I decided to see a movie...

Yah Mrs Lucine gave it to me, she said it was from Drake, I wondered why he couldn't give it to me himself...

"Get the hell out of my way!!" A voice yelling cutting through my thoughts.

"You can't go in please," Dian's voice loud,pleading desperately.

Dian is my personal maid. I wondered what was going on, I dropped my Ipad putting on my flip flop to see what the commotion was all about.

My door flung open violently,a lady stepped in, she was putting on the latest m.d designer short gown barely covering her butt.her posture was elegant, my gaze caught her face and my mouth dropped.

"Jasmine Mildred..?? I stutter at the present of my role model, someone I admire so much.

"I'm sorry madam, I tried to stop her" Dian said pleading, as she stood shakingly.

"It's okay Dian, leave us" smiling at her as she walked out

Jasmine smirked and a wired smile left her lips.

"Good you know me..let me go straight to the point" leaving me confused.

"Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my boyfriend's house?

My brows furrowed confusingly, what is she on about?

"Don't keep me quiet bitch!!

"What ...who is your boyfriend? I stuttered, still confused about her fussiness.

She looks at me disdainfully, her eyes glimmering mischievously, taking predatory steps towards me.

"I'm talking about Drake Houston, my Drake"

My chest pounding, my pulse rising abnormally, shaking my head dumbfounded, confused, Drake is dating Jasmine then why did he marry me. I thought to myself.

"You fucking my boyfriend slut!!

"That's is enough" my voice came out lowly not hushly as I thought, I hate being called a slut but I just couldn't defend myself.

I could see the fury gazing from her eyes.

"Miss jasmine I don't.....A strike cut me off as my hair swept across my face at the impact of the slap.

Wait did she just slap me, I stood numb and dumbfounded, unable to defend myself.

"What do you do when your fellow woman hits you?" a voice said harshly.

I turned to see Drake standing at the door hands in his pocket as he glared daggers at Jasmine.

"Hit her back!! He barked at me angrily causing me to flinch.

I turned to Jasmine, striking her across the face twice, my heart's beating as I fumed out.

"I'm Bella Houston, Drake's wife. Next time you come to my home I will cut your legs and feed them to the dogs.. Fucking bitch!! I yelled, breathing heavily.

Wait did I just do that, staring at my hands unbelievable, I stood up for myself for the first time in my life.

"You let her hit me Drake?? Jasmine asked, incredibly staring at Drake, her jaw dropped.

"Should I hit my wife back for you huh??...

"Your wife??..you stopped taking my calls for God knows how long, I just got back from my trip and decided to come see you and you are saying this trash is your wife??

"Trash"... he muttered his lip twisted as he took a step towards me.

His hands sneaked to my waist as he pulled me to himself.

"This hot trash is my wife."

His breath foreign and enticing as my body reacted to his touch. I felt his lip on mine. I was at a loss to open up to him as he bit my lips to get inside, deepening the kiss, hesitantly exploring the moistness of my mouth.

"I'm sorry" he whispered in between the kisses.

I was lost and surprised at how my body is reacting, evolving sensuality as I crave for more. I place my hands on his neck as I press my lips on his, he brought down my lower lips with his thumb and ate into me as if his life depended on it.

"Lord ..you taste so good" he muttered in between the kisses.