Cain submerged himself in his bathtub. His eyes were closed and his two hands rested on the edge of the tub. A lady was in the bathtub with him, resting her head on his chest, eyes closed too. There was silence which settled between them.
"You don't look good" Jane said letting her hands roam his chest, tracing down to his abdomen as her hands found his dick. Cain moaned in pleasure, his lips curved into a smile as he looked down on her.
"You sure know how to make me feel good" he replied while she giggled. Her giggling sounded like that of a nightingale and she threw her arms around him.
"Making my man feel good is what I have to do" she said and he didn't reply. He grabbed the back of her head and crashed his lips on hers, It wasn't a casual kiss but a fierce one , the type that forces breath out of her.
When she thought she would run out of breath, he released her and watched her gasp for breath. He smirked and got out from the tub.
Shola's return doesn't feel simple like he thought. He noticed something in him, and for the first time in his 33 years, he felt smaller in his gaze. Shola didn't just leave for Dubai to become a mafia, he was forced by him. He recalled how he had threatened him to go in his stead. The contract he had signed was for a life or death contract, his fault for not going through it properly. He knew he wouldn't make it outalive and he had forced shola into doing it, but who knows shola would survive and still run a successful gang.
Cain inhaled deeply, starring at his reflection in the mirror. He was naked but he doesn't mind. Slowly he turned and looked at the woman in the tub before walking out of the room.
That's Jane, his fiancée . The woman he loved! But does she love him? No! She doesn't, but Cain doesn't give a damn if she loves him or not, he was the man who gets whatever he wants, a man whose name brings fear to the citizens. He was feared among the state's. The police bows to him and worships him like a god, he has boys in every mentioned states taking orders and working for him. Cain smirked, then who is Jane to defuse him. And as for Shola, he would burn him to ashes if he's no longer needed.
Jane staggered out of the tub, her face distorted with anger.
"That motherfucker!" She cursed under her breath. She hated him, but what can she do. Since he brings influence and power, shouldn't she use it to her advantage?
Just then her phone rang, looking at the caller ID, she sighed before swiping the answer button.
"I'm having a bad day, I hope your call brings good news" she said and the other person's irritated voice came through
"Well I came to double the bad day, Mr. Felix has signed off the company to someone else already. If you had agreed on me taking over it, we would have secured the contract" John spat, anger laced in his voice, but his anger is her least concern. "How dare he?"
Mr. Felix was their uncle. They're not quite in a good relationship. "Old boring man!" She spat out.
His wife died few years ago, and his adopted son was still a young teenager and he has been diagnosed with cancer. How unfair life can be. His little boy knows nothing about deep life, works, business, companies, and if he let his little cousins lay hold on his company, his young boy will suffer in the future.
"He has no right to deny me that company. I'm getting it back" she said
"No you can't" John chuckled
"Why can't I?" She asked
"Because the person he had signed his company is no other than the devil himself" he said and Cain's name struck her mind
"Cain?" She asked
"Girl, your fiancé might be the devil's advocate, but he can't stand in the presence of the devil himself. The contact was signed to lord amos ! So, forget about it" John said and she felt chills ran down her spine. Anger overwhelms her and she struck her phone towards the mirror, shattering it.
She would deal with him, she has always wanted to do so, and now he has given her enough reason to do it. "Felix, you're gonna be a dead man!" She stormed out of the bathroom, put on her dress that lay scattered on the floor. Anger was evident on her, and she needs to get rid of it.
She was about to press the doors button when she heard her name coming from behind. She froze for a moment, and then turned to face him.
"It's 1am, are you in such a hurry to get rid of me" he asked and she scoffed
"I'm angry!"
"Didn't I satisfy you?"
"You did, that's a different case" she said and he came closer and cupped her cheeks, his face just inches away from hers.
"Tell me, who dared?" His voice was calm but laced with violence
"My uncle, he signed it to lord Amos. He crashed my plans " she said and he said silent for a while.
"I will deal with him! His already in his death bed!" He said and searched her face for any disapproval, but there was none
"Come let me feel you" he said and in the blink of an eye, her dress was torn. She gasped .
"Come on! I love that dress"
"I will replace it, as much as you want" he said as he shreds every piece of clothing on her. He stepped back to admire her, honestly, he can't get enough of her. Jane wasn't worried about anyone else seeing her, probably, there's no one in the house and the bodyguards were outside. He carried her while she straddled her legs around him and he carried her upstairs into his bedroom.
Although, Jane doesn't love him, but she can't deny the fact he always makes her feel good. He does things that always want him to be in between her legs all the time. She has nothing to lose, just feelings.
He is good looking, tall and masculine, rich and deadly, and moreover, he doesn't treat her bad.
She watched as he took off her trousers and climbed up to her.
"Spread your legs wider", he ordered and she did
He positioned himself in between her and settled his dick slowly inside her. She let out a soft moan as he goes in and out, then his pace increased as his thrust deepens . Jane found herself moaning loudly. He fucked her till she came yet he didn't stop. He continued fucking her, cuming inside her several times until she cried out in pain, only then did he stop.
As he stepped into the bathroom to wash up, Shola's image flashed in his memory, making him not to concentrate on bathing. He stormed out, took his phone and dialed a number.
"I have a Job for you!"