The King's Obsession

❣️TERRY'S POV❣️

I knew I had gone completely crazy. I can't feel something stronger than a flaming desire for Mitchelle, she is stunningly beautiful, yes, but always in for sex.

She doesn't believe in the concept of marriage and there's no way she will ever love me.

She's with me because I'm good in bed and that's all she cares about, she's even careful not to get strings attached by constantly reminding me that I should be careful not to let a sperm in or miss using protections.

"Pregnancy is the last thing I want, not now, not ever!" she said seconds ago.

And now she's snoring softly beside me in my bed, I can't believe her freaking snores turn me on.

I planted a kiss on her cheek and she smiled dreamily, and turned slowly as if inviting me to repeat the same thing on the other cheek.

"Fair witch!" I murmured and left the bed. I went to the kitchen to make food for myself because I am famished.

My name is Terry Vicker. I'm 30 years old. Mother is a Nigerian and father a Ghanaian. I am an app developer and a web designer.

Not too famous and wealthy, I have what my father calls "contented wealth" and I am living a good life after seeing that my dreams have all come true, maybe with the exception of the dream in my bed.

My looks would have pushed me to venture into modeling if I had listened to my peers and parents back then, but I do what I love doing and that makes me.

I am my own CEO, I have flashy cars, beautiful houses and I can get whatever I want, whenever I want them, but Mitchelle is the only treasure I will never buy with my money and that hurts.

Our relationship took off from 23rd March last year when I met her at an eatery. She accepted only when we agreed that no one was going to fall in love with the other and we are nothing more than bedmates.

It's been one year and a month in the relationship. I don't think she feels anything for me, but I have fallen deeply in love with her and I don't know what to do.

I made coffee and placed a call for breakfast to be delivered because I am too tired to cook. I drank my coffee and thought about how she would take it if I told her how I feel.

"Good morning, handsome" Her voice indulges into my brain every single time she speaks. I turned to see her standing right behind me smiling.

"Morning, sunshine. I didn't notice you enter. Did I disturb you?" I asked. She came over and pecked me.

"No, not at all. I guess the smell of coffee does strong things to my stomach," She confessed.

"Am also famished. I ordered for breakfast, let's wait for it over this coffee" I poured a mug of coffee for her too.

"Did Cindy call you?" She asked.

Cindy is her best friend, her tailor, hairdresser and make-up artist... maybe her everything since I can't take that place in her heart no matter how hard I try.

"I didn't see her call. Any problem?"

"No, babe. Don't worry, I will call her" she went back to the bedroom.

Minutes later, I came out of the shower to see that the home delivery had arrived. We had breakfast and we got ready for work.

I dropped her off at her workplace on my way to work as I always do when she sleeps over. She usually doesn't drive to my place with her car whenever she's spending the night.

My life was rotating without a single destination until I met her. I knew she was the one, but how to get her to accept...

I will keep trying to break her defenses and get into her heart and make her trust me enough to open up her heart to me.

As I stepped into my office, I got a call from my mother and you should know what African mothers would say to their thirty one year old only son that is still single.

It's no joke and I have to make a move fast before she gets a wife for me.

❣️MITCHELLE'S POV. ❣️

My life was a very simple one before Terry came in, I wasn't sure I could go into any sort of relationship after everything I have been through in the past, but Terry proved to be kind of different from the others.

He's cool, lovely and fun to be with, and dude is bam in bed, but I know that's just it between us, hot sex and taking all we can because we are rolling on the same boat.

I care about him, I like him really so much. But I can't get too attached to him because I have nothing to offer him and I don't want to hurt him.

I deliberately avoid anything that will create another sort of bond between us that's not sex for the good of it, like cooking...yeah, I don't do that 'cause I know the way to a man's heart is food...good one.

Luckily for us, his younger sister comes around mostly every weekend to cook and refrigerate for him so he doesn't request it, I know he understands.

For a quick introduction, my name is Mitchelle Godson, a twenty six years old doctor that's in a complicated relationship...

Yeah, I think this relationship of mine is rather complicated. It's heading nowhere, and that's how I want it to remain.

I have a mother who was mentally ill before I turned 9 years old, so I can't proudly say I have a real family.

My father never wanted me, I was his mistake... Funny, I was going to jinx his life if he didn't push the stupid woman that was pregnant with me away.

I had so many step fathers and that earned me a lot of step siblings...

Do you know why? Because my mother is a very beautiful woman and men just won't let her be... The truth is she's beautiful but unlucky. She and I had seen roses and thorns.

Maybe she was cursed or something and that curse is meant for all her descendants because my older sister had the same fate she had with men which led to her death and I was bound to walk in that same lane which I am trying as hard as I can to avert.

I read medicine and surgery, so as a doctor I can tell you that I am good with my work, I love it, my life is as perfect as I dreamt and I don't need any man to certify how complete and content I feel.

I went first into the children's ward and had a blissful time with them before I found my way to my office.

The day went well with people complaining, explaining, and all! I don't get hysterical or pissed off no matter what, I have gotten used to it.

So I literally listen and come up with solutions whenever I can. That's my job.

In the evening after closing for the day, I stopped at Cindy's to chill with my friend as usual before retiring completely for the day when I don't feel like going to Terry's house.

"Sorry, I forgot to call and update you on the party planning, I had a very bad day" Cindy said first when she saw me.

"You always have a bad day. Take it easy, sweetheart, you are overstressing yourself for nothing. I kinda feel bad that I had to add more work for you"

"No, it's nothing. The party planner is doing a great job, just trust me. And about the outfits, you will love it"

"I know you nah! Babe wey sabi. I need to check everything out to make sure..."

"Why, sure...we can go to her place this evening."

"Are you less busy?"

"Yeah, am free"

Two days from now, it's going to be Terry's birthday, I know he has everything and so there's nothing I could buy for him that he doesn't have, so a surprise party will be more fun.

We went to the party's venue and I saw that the lady hired for the job does her work very well. I spent time chatting with her and Cindy before I went home.

Do you want to know about my life at home? Nothing serious at all, just normal, cool, real shit... Terry really made my life fun and lively.

Why?

Because I go back home everyday to simply take a long bath, eat, sprawl myself in bed and sleep.

I don't like movies, I prefer reading some times before going to bed, but it's rare for me to find a book that interests me so I can't say it's a hobby.

I take strolls or jog some weekends, but I hate doing that not because I don't enjoy it, but for the fact that men won't mind their business. I gave up on that but I make do with the gym when I feel it's not crowded.

I can't tolerate their excesses! Men are scum, excluding my sweet Terry. Maybe there are others who are like him or better than him, but I don't know if I can be able to compare him to another.

He knows exactly how to treat a woman like a queen... He calls me first thing in the morning... that's after praying...he just doesn't fail to check up on me and give me space when I need it.

He knows me and he cares... That's all that matters, isn't it? Love, well... That particular word is what I don't take seriously especially when someone tries to convince me that it can actually lead to marriage... I don't need anything like love or marriage.

Will I ever consider that? That's still under 20% probability. Very low. Good.

He makes me smile, yeah, every little thing he does makes my heart warm and fearless, and I can swear to hear my heart beating whenever I hear his voice. I float in the air at the sight of him.

I might not particularly live a quiet life as I expected due to the nature of my job, yep, emergencies can come anytime.

It came in the middle of the night and I cursed my phone for ringing, I jumped out of bed and picked it anyway.

I was already throwing my clothes on when I said as hurriedly as the person at the other end, "Yes. Okay, I am on my way. Expect me in the next five minutes"

There's no way I will get a taxi at that ungodly hour, so I had to go with my car...

❣️ ANNABELLE'S POV❣️

My name is Annabelle Benson. I am twenty eight years old... that's two years older than that bitch...you are wondering who I am referring to as a bitch, right? Don't worry, you will get to know soon.

I am a blogger, so I have time for all my enemies. I read computer science for three years so I know quite a lot about the internet and everything that has to do with computing at large.

Terry and I have been best of friends from childhood, we literally grew up together and went to the same school from kindergarten to the university.

His family and mine have also been family friends for as long as their generation started. Our friendship grew with time and we became friends with benefits and then lovers.

Everything was moving fine, everyone was already waiting for us to announce a wedding date or something like that before he met her and the plan changed.

Terry no longer has my time, he's all over her and I can't seem to understand his sudden change. I know Terry very well to see that he's crazily in love with her.

The good thing is that she doesn't seem to be in for marriage or serious stuff with him or any other guy, that's more of the reason why I haven't really poured my anger on her.

I simply left and believed that the relationship would be over just like so many other relationships he has been into before I came back, but this one is lasting longer than expected and I am back to end it for them.

Terry is mine and mine alone! I can't share him with any other woman, especially not... What's her name again...Mitchell!

His birthday is something I don't think I will ever forget or miss, definitely not this year, so I had the correct timing because I know his birthday is around the corner.

First things first, I will have to say hello to my sweetheart and then look that bitch up to see what she's up to. If she messes around with me, I will teach her how to not get a person mad.

It's been almost one year since I left to Kenya to wait for the breakup which never happened. Well, I am back to where I belong, to possess my possessions and take what belongs to me.

I know where to find him and that's where I am headed...

TERRY'S POV❣️

"Thank you, Terry. What could I have done without you?" Mitchell said and wrapped her arms around my neck.

She called me last night when she bashed someone's car. Her story was understandable, she had an emergency and was driving with wheel screeching speed to the hospital and ended up hitting a car.

I felt happy that I was the person she trusted enough to call for help. I rushed over and settled everything then drove her to the hospital.

I helped her calm the accident victim down, and she told me to take her to my house since it was closer because she was exhausted. I loved that too.

We are set to leave for work this morning.

"You know you don't have to thank me, and I don't feel you should go to the hospital this morning. Look at you,"

"I know, I will just check up on my patients and go home. I don't think I will be able to lift a syringe," She said, still hugging me.

"I will take you to the hospital and then...home" I complied with her by wrapping my arms around her waist.

"No, I have disturbed you enough for the past forty-eight hours if my timing is right. I will take a taxi home, just drop me off at the hospital on your way to work." She insisted.

"You are not disturbing me, you are doing me a favor by letting me stay by your side and look at your beautiful face" I said sincerely, but she wouldn't understand that.

"Sweet coated tongue," she mumbled.

"Is that what you think it is?"

"It is what it is... Oh my gosh, I left my bag inside, let me get it" she wiggled out of my reach.

"I'm waiting for you..." I said to myself because she has already disappeared into the house, forever I added silently and hoping after hope.

I was about to go into my car when I saw another car pull up in front of my gate, I watched as the person inside the car stepped down.

"Annabelle?" I voiced her name coherently.

"Oh yeah, it's me, Terry love. It's been ages since we last saw or spoke, I know you have missed me!" She laughed and walked up to me.

"Well, I guess so" I managed and looked around as she spread her arms widely for a hug.

I hugged and released her almost at the same time, but she hasn't changed one bit, she refused to let go.

"I have missed you, honey. Let's go in and have a swell time in each other's arms like before, I know you miss me in bed" she said out loud, shamelessly.

"What's going on here?" Mitchelle asked when she came out.

I pushed Annabelle aside and faced her.

"Oh, babe... You haven't met Annabelle, have you? She is a family friend... Annabelle, she's Mitchelle...my woman" I began.

"I see. Hello, Annabelle, am pleased to meet you" She surprised us both by hugging her.

"Oh... Mitchelle, my pleasure" Ann managed and pulled herself away from her hug.

"It seems you guys haven't seen each other for quite a long time, you two, go on and catch up for old times sake. I will wait for you inside if..."

"No, that's not necessary. We are done talking so let's go" I practically led her into the car and locked the door, I glared at Ann and ran into the driver's seat.

"Terry, you are not leaving me here, are you?!"

I'm not leaving you, I am abandoning you and you can go to hell for all I care... I replied in my mind as I drove out. Can you imagine that?

"Why did you do that?" Mitchelle asked.

"Do what?" I mumbled uncomfortably, she's asking that because she doesn't have the slightest idea who that lady is, that daughter of Jezebel.

"You know exactly what I am talking about, Terry. You introduced her as an old friend and you left her perplexed by your action" she said.

"Can you please stop talking about her here, I shall tell you later."

"Whatever, I just don't want any girl to think I am taking her friend away, you know how ladies can be,"

"Don't worry about her, she's no one to be bothered about"

The rest of the drive to the hospital was silent. She kissed me goodbye and left. I called my mechanic to repair her car and take it to her so it would be her means of transportation when going home.

I was busy for the rest of the day, from one business meeting to another and I didn't even think twice when I closed for work to drive home straight.

❣️ MITCHELLE'S POV ❣️

Two days went by fast and completely indifferent from the other days. I don't think Terry remembered that today is supposed to be his birthday because he called me earlier and didn't talk about it.

I called Cindy and told them to get ready because I will personally go to his house and take him out to the party. When she said everything was as perfect as planned, I grabbed my car keys and ran out.

I met him watering his flowers. When he looked up and saw me, a smile radiated in his eyes and my heart warmed up.

"Hey, babe! It seems like you aren't missing me" I returned his smile and jumped into his widely opened arms.

"Who told you that? I..." He started, but I shut him up with a deep kiss. "I thought you were busy and needed space for now because tonight will be hot!" He rasped, winking at me.

"I'm never too busy for shit!" I chuckled.

"Go get dressed, I'm taking you out today"

"What are we celebrating?" He asked suspiciously.

"Are you saying I can't simply take my sweetheart out for at least lunch?" I retorted.

"Sorry ma'am, I will do whatever you say" he shrugged and went inside.

He came out in neat clothes and shoes, for a gentleman, a navy blue shirt, jeans and black shoes. I linked my hand in his and told him that I will do the driving.

"If you insist" he accepted without arguments.

I drove to the park and told him that I would like to blindfold him before we entered. He suspected something immediately but gave in after some time.

When we finally entered the middle of the park, the knockouts dominated the place and I saw the look of surprise and appreciation in his eyes as it glistened in broad daylight.

He scooped me into his arms and kissed me breathless. "I will kill you for this, fair witch!" He whispered to my ears.

"I'm ready for that, just get ready to die with me!" I laughed out loud as I gave him space to talk to his friends and family.

"I can't believe you two are part of this and I didn't get the least idea... Gosh!" He grinned when he met his sister and Cindy.

"If we let you know before now, that amazing look on your face just now wouldn't be there and it will be no more surprise" Queen, his baby sister replied.

"Happy birthday, gorgeous! It's all thanks to Mitch, she has been a thorn in my flesh for the past few days just to make this happen. And meet Vicky, the party planner," Cindy introduced in a light spirit.

"Hi, nice to meet you" Terry shook hands with Vicky.

She's a slender girl, not much of a smiler, an addictive smoking habit and not someone you would call shy. The last time I talked with her, I noticed her voice is sort of deep as male because of the cigarette she takes.

After meeting and exchanging pleasantries. The party began. It ended very late in the evening. As people gifted him and found their way home, we sat down on a couch overlooking the ocean front.

It was an amazing sight that made me wish I was good at poetry. I would have sang to my heart's content if I knew how...

The sun has turned red and it fell like crystals over the surface of the water giving way for the stars and moon if there was to be any later in the night.

He pecked me countless times on my left cheek, I looked at him after somewhile of enjoying his lips brushing against my flesh and smiled.

"Thank you so much for everything," he said.

"You do more than this for me, Terry. I just didn't know what else to do for you"

"Could you believe I forgot my own birthday?"

"I figured out, and I have been telling you to stop stressing yourself too much so you wouldn't make a habit of not recalling important things"

"Okay, doctor, I will do just that though I think you do stress yourself much more than I do"

"We don't do the same work..."

"Happy birthday, brother" Queen's voice interrupted, she came to view with a wrapped gift. "Thanks for the party, Mitchelle, I hope he proposes tonight" she said shyly and left.

"I love you, Mitchelle," he said with a promising gaze.

For a moment, I wanted to reply and tell him that I feel something a lot like love for him but I know that is not part of the plan.

I pushed him down to the single couch and splayed my palm on his chest. I smiled down at him when he grabbed my waist.

"Are you sure we are here alone?" He inquired looking around.

"Absolutely!" I bit my lower lip seductively as I pulled off his shirt and bent to kiss his chest.

There's a lot of things you need to know about me, I love crazy and wild sex. I am a badass and I love hot romance.

I pulled up his shirt.

He moaned softly when I nibbled on his nipples and ran my tongue over it. My tongue suckled and tasted his chest down to his waist.

I was so engrossed in the act that I didn't know when someone came in on us... Yep! I am very wrong, there is still some gossip out there.

"Someone please, get them a room!" Cindy cleared her throat.

"This couple... One expects a proposal and they are busy doing shit!" Someone laughed as they came around.

"Wait a minute, I thought you guys already went home" I caught my breath watching as almost all our friends came back and surrounded us like wild fire.

"I gave you a hint of what we all expected and here you are doing another thing, I know it's not been that long but I believe you two are the picture of a perfect couple" Queen said.

"I guess they aren't ready for that, so guys, let's give them space" George, one of Terry's male friends said.

"Whatever, I don't like the way this party ended" Kennedy hissed. He's also a good friend to Terry.

"I don't understand, I'm still confused, what's this about?" I asked, looking at their faces one by one.

"Mitch, the thing is... It's just that we planned to end the party pretending to be tired and drunk, then hide somewhere and wait for Terry to propose... I mean, we thought it's about time he put a ring on it!" Cindy replied.

"I thought you guys had better things to do with your time, rubbish!" I hissed and left angrily.

"No one has any right to dictate what happens in my life, okay?! I hope you guys don't repeat this..." I heard Terry saying and his footsteps as he followed me.

"Wait, what's there to be angry about this? What's wrong with those two?" I heard a lady say.

That's true, why am I angry? They meant no harm, they are looking out for me and I am getting pissed off for no reason at all! What exactly is my problem?

"Love and marriage should go to hell!" I screamed when I got into my car.

Terry knocked on the glass, but I refused to wind down or open it... Maybe it's time to let him go before this gets out of hand.

❣️ BEN'S POV❣️

Working with Mitchell is fun. She's kind, beautiful and a sweetheart.

When I had nothing after graduating from college and searched everywhere for a job that I couldn't get till today, she helped me get a job at a company that pays really well.

Now, Benson Johnny can pay his house rent, ride a good car and look good. And it's all thanks to her, she did all that without asking for anything in return.

I started falling in love with her and I have done everything to get her attention, but she still looks at me the same way she would look at her brother.

I was so surprised when I found out she's in a relationship with Terry. Well, what did I expect, he's handsome and wealthy, that's what matters to women.

When I heard about the birthday party from my colleague, Tony, I didn't want to come because I loathe seeing her and Terry together.

I despised it when everyone else got involved to give them a chance to reflect so that Terry will propose to her and we will turn the birthday party into an engagement party.

Only God knows how happy I am that it didn't happen which means that I still have a chance with her, all I have to do is make her fall in love with me.

But how to do that? If she's unhappy to go into marriage with this guy she's so fond of, how much more me?

"See guys, it's party over for me... So let's call it a day. Good night" I said, getting tired of their hisses, sighs and murmurs.

"I think so too. They are obviously not ready for marriage and there's nothing we can do about it, so I am going home" Tony added.

"At least there's someone whose senses are still intact" I glared at them and walked away.

"What the heck is wrong with Ben? That's unlike him, isn't he supposed to be Mitch's friend looking out for her?" I heard Joyce say.

Tony fell into step beside me and we entered the same taxi. He stole glances at me as if I threw a bomb back there and about escaping before it blasts.

Well, maybe I did 'cause my actions were uncalled for.

"What's that look about, dude?" I fumed.

"Ah! Was I looking at you? Sorry, it's a slip of eye..." He cleared his throat and looked out the window. "Some people have problems in their life," he added thoughtfully.

"That's your cup of tea" I muttered.

When the taxi pulled up in front of my gate, I came down, paid the driver and wandered off hissing all the way.

There's no way I am going to sit down, fold my hands and watch that priceless jewel slip off of my hand, no way!

I went straight into my bar and fed myself with alcohol.

"What haven't I done for her to look at me half the same way she looks at Terry?" I soliloquized.

Whenever I spotted her coming to the company or I saw her just anywhere, I would carry her bag and follow her around, sometimes I just follow her to the supermarket and carry her shopping basket.

I was there before Terry, but she has never invited me to her house. She just helped me selflessly and I really appreciate her for bringing me out of poverty, but that's not enough.

I want her for myself, I need her in my life and I shall do anything within my power to make her feel the need for someone like me and not just some fine rich boy that I am certain will play her someday.

Does it even make sense? She doesn't look like she cares if Terry says it's over, the dude is drooling all over her and though I can see through her body language that she's feeling something real for the guy.

She's one stubborn lady that won't be flinched by heartbreak, she seems to be expecting it and always waiting with welcoming arms.

That also tells her tale of not giving just anyone her time or chance for strings attachment that's leading nowhere.

She maintains a straightened relationship with everyone. It still surprises me that she and Terry have been on this one for a year and so now, from what I heard, this is the longest relationship she has been into.

Well, maybe I will help them end it. "Sweet Mitchell, my goddess, my African Queen, if loving you is a crime, then I want to be wanted, caught and imprisoned for life" I sang as her smile played tricks on my mind.

Everything looked and smelt like her.

The alcohol is taking its tour on me... Very good.

❣️ UNKNOWN POV❣️

"Boss, these are the pictures you asked for,"

I took the envelope my spy held out to me and poured the contents on the table before me. I glanced at the pictures of my enemy cruising town with his girl.

"What a beautiful smile" I smirked and took a scissors to cut off the image of the guy from his beautiful woman.

"The headline shall be bloody if you give me a chance to handle this my own way, boss. I was able to get information that he's not their son by biological sciences" Uber said in his usual pidgin English.

I looked up at him and nodded, "Good one! That's the kind of information that I need to hear, work on getting evidence and people who are willing to work for me and spy him under his nose"

"Okay, sir. I will do just that"

"I give you twenty four hours to do that. Now leave!"

Ubermensch bowed slightly and left. I poured red wine on the pictures imagining the blood that will soon be wasted if they don't comply.

"Then who is he if he isn't their son?" I grinned wickedly. This is good, I will surely win this fight if I set my mind to it.

I took my phone and called Emily, she's one of my girls at the slut foundation that I raised a year ago and my favorite because she knows how to do it well and is always at my beck and call.

She's my sëx doll and has no choice than to do her job. I paid her a really huge sum of money and gave her better accommodation than the other ladies, so she does her job well.

She picked up at the first ring and I ordered her to come to my house immediately. She tapped at the door a minute later and I opened the door.

"Hello, horny boss?" She said walking around me and stripping herself at the same time.

She knows when I am in the mood and does exactly what is on my mind. I am pissed off at that moment and it's always my best time to fūck.

Emily flung her clothes and undies and it fell in different directions as she pulled down my trousers and caressed my dïck.

I shut my eyes and enjoyed the beautiful sensation when she knelt down and took my dîck into her mouth.

Her skills increased by day, however she trains, I think she's doing that to please me.

She sücked and I thrusted deeper into her mouth until I cum inside her mouth. She licked my sperm and smiled up at me.

"That's the beginning," she mumbled.

"Show me what you've got, naughty girl" I said and grabbed her by the hair, she stood up and trailed kisses all over my face as she unbuttoned my t-shirt.

When I was free from my clothes, she jumped into my arms, wrapped her legs around my waist and slowly took my dïck into her horny pot.

I grabbed her åss and threw my head back as I gave her what she deserves, I thrusted with all my might and our moans shook the whole building.

"Aaaaaaahhhh... Ooooooh... Uuuuuuh... Fück! Shit!! Come on!!!" Her scream echoed in my ears as I disentangled myself from her and poured my sperm away.

I moved backwards and fell on my bed with her still clinging to me. "Amazing!" I praised her when she looked at my face.

"Yeah... That was one hell of a ride, boss. My head is banging" She said huskily and pinched my nipple.

"Get lost!" I said moodily.

She stood up knowingly, her service wasn't required anymore and my mood just swung. She dressed up and left.

I stood up and went into the bathroom for a quick shower, then got into work on tracking down my enemy.

I let him be for almost one year now and I think it's high time I showed him the stuff I'm made of.

❣️ AUTHOR'S POV ❣️

Mitchell drove off ignoring Terry's plea to stop so he would hop in and they would talk.

Terry knows that the situation will be worse if he lets her go home alone and think all through the night, it's his bad luck that they have nosy friends and he has an over ambitious sister.

He boarded a cab and asked the driver to race after her. She didn't stop no matter how loud he called her so he stopped calling her and stayed calm until they pulled over in front of her gate.

He came down from the cab, paid the man and ran to her. He grabbed her when she came down from the car and tried to sidestep him.

"Honey, don't tell me that you let their words get at you. I didn't even see anything bad in what they did and said anyway" he said and got a glare.

"Oh, really? So this is what you stopped me to say right?" She glared at him.

"Okay, babe, I'm sorry. You can lash out on me all you want. Come on, let's forget about what happened, remember it's my birthday night and you want to spoil it after all the happiness" Terry pleaded.

"Are you saying that I am a joy killer? I..."

"You know that's not what I mean and this shouting isn't necessary, please honey, you made me horny back there and it's unfair to leave me like this"

"Wonderful, so that's the reason why you followed me pretending to care about me? I love this..." She mocked and walked away from him.

"Mitch, you are not being fair" he said smiling because he just won.

He ran into the house first when she opened her door and she ran after him and started dragging him out.

He hugged her tight and laughed at her attitude.

"Gotcha! We have unfinished business" he twirled her around, left palm plastered on the door, his right hand wandered around her waist as he tried to find her skirt's zipper.

"I'm not enchanted at all" she laughed and slid away from him.

"Babe, don't do this now, please stop... Okay, I'll do whatever you want and I promise to talk to Queen and Cindy because I know they are the brains behind that plan" He begged.

"Tame me if you can," She said and snapped the lights off.

The whole house turned dark and she tiptoed upstairs to her room.

"What sort of game are you playing, wildcat? Someone is messing around with a Sinclair... No cheating!" He mused following her scent.

She just doesn't know that it's so easy for him to get her even in the darkest place.