12. Queen #2
“For some odd reason Sovereign, I wanted to melt your fucking face when I saw my soon to be wife laying up in the middle of the night with two men. I wanted to set that entire room on fire and get rid of you for good. It’s quite obvious you don’t respect yourself.
You have no fucking class. You also don’t give a fuck about your health either. ”
“I love my size and I’m in good health.” I stood to my feet ready to go toe to toe with him. Until he squeezed the trigger to his flamethrower. The smell of gas permeated the air and then the flame came soaring out causing me to stumble and sit back down on the bed.
“I wasn’t talking about your weight.” He chuckled lowly.
“I’m talking about your life. I don’t give a fuck how you feel about yourself nor what you think.
See, I don’t have a choice right now but to marry you.
So, you will get in line and start acting how a wife is supposed to act.
You will not embarrass me, or I will kill you and then burn you.
I’ll send half of your ashes to your money hungry Abuela then piss on the rest.” He snarled, then focused on the flames.
“I’m not going to argue with you. Miss Mason is waiting, and she gets paid by the hour.
The quicker you sign the papers the faster we can get all of this shit over with.
We will get married tomorrow and head to Mexico the following day.
A small ceremony will be held there and then your Abuela will inform you of the rest.” I shook my head no, anger started to rise high inside of me.
“Let me know if you disagree, I can get rid of you now.”
“Okay,” I sighed. I might as well get it over with. Since he felt like he had the upper hand in this, I would let him think that for now.
“Okay?” He frowned.
“Yes, let’s do this. I have things to do. Now can you turn that shit off and move.” He smirked and let the clutch go. Dropping the flamethrower to his side he walked towards the door.
“Good choice.”
I kept on what I already had on from earlier.
I wasn’t trying to impress him. What he didn’t know was that he was slowly waking up my crazy.
I had been chilling before him and my Abuela came into the picture.
Now they were pulling me in the direction of pure evilness.
When I walked into my living room, Inferno sat in the corner of my living room.
He had a book in his hand and never looked up to acknowledge me.
That stupid flamethrower rested on the side of the black love seat.
“Hello, I am Miss. Mason, Malice Ruiz attorney. I have some documents to go over regarding you two union. It will take about an hour to go over.” A pretty chocolate woman spoke with a upbeat voice.
I wondered how she managed to work with a nigga like Inferno.
Speaking of nicknames since he refused to refer to me as Queen.
I planned on calling him by his first name to fuck with him.
I took a seat across from Miss. Mason and let her talk her ass off. I didn’t really listen to shit she said because I really didn’t give a fuck.
“This paper is a list of things that Mr. Ruiz have in place for you to abide by. He calls it Terms of Service. If any of these are not followed, then a penalty will follow. If you look over here on the paper you will see that there are fees that will be paid within twenty-four hours, if you are in violation. My apologies this is the way Mr. Ruiz told me to word it.” I looked over at him, he licked his index finger and turned the page.
Acting like he was so fucking invested in what he was reading.
“These are a list of rules, specifications, and requirements of this contract.” She handed me the paperwork and I scanned it. My eyes bulged as my leg bounced slowly then fast.
In bold letters it mentioned that I couldn’t have any sexual relations outside of him. The penalty was a three hundred-thousand-dollar fee. As she read all the ridiculous rules aloud, I kept looking over at him until he looked up from his stupid book.
“You should see what I do to people that refuse to pay me.” He smirked and closed the book.
“This marriage isn’t real, why do you care about who I sleep with Malice?” I raised my brow and gave him all of my attention. I glanced over at Miss. Mason, and she had a look of worry. I could tell she was very uncomfortable with what was taking place.
“Terms of Service states that you will be my wife for ten years. You will beg for the dick, and I might give it to you. I love to fuck raw, so you will be tested and once I really fuck you… the pussy will be mine exclusively.” He stood there with not an ounce of shame.
He didn’t blink and he kept his beautiful orbs locked in with mine.
“I don’t want to fuck you.” I laughed, “So don’t get your hopes up.”
“Then you will be celibate, continue on.” He sneered and looked at Miss. Mason and she continued to speak. I cut her off in the middle of her talking by standing up and marching over to where Inferno stood.
“I’m treating this shit like an affair, that I’m not suppose to even have.” I smiled up at him.
“Oh yea?” His brow raised as he stepped even closer to me. I could smell cigar and mint on his breath. He stuffed his hand between my thighs and moved each finger applying a little bit of pressure.
“Let the affair start. Sit yo hot pussy ass down, and listen to the Terms of Service, Sovereign.” He sat back down with amusement dancing in his eyes, placing those big prominent eyes back on Miss.
Mason he nodded his head, and she continued speaking as I just stood there in front of him for a couple of seconds.
I was trying to figure him out but couldn’t.
I think that’s what irked me the most. I didn’t like the sound of Terms of Service because I wasn’t servicing this man of shit.
I planned on doing me and not paying shit for the penalty.
“The Golden Triangle expects you two to have a strong union and lots of stability. Cartel or Syndicate business will not be discussed to any outsiders on your behalf Ms. Martinez. Also, you two will procreate within two years of union.” A lump formed in my throat and suddenly it felt like I couldn’t breathe.
I knew I couldn’t conceive but that bit of information was personal.
I never been back to the doctor to check on my uterus to see if I could even bare another baby in my womb.
“My father must have added that to the paperwork, that will not be necessary.” Inferno chimed in breaking my train of thought.
“It is necessary, Mr. Ruiz wants to ensure that a heir to the cartel shoes will be filled if something was to happen to you or Sovereign.” He scoffed and said nothing, there wouldn’t be any baby making.
I was sure of that. The first time, I felt Malice inside of me had me speechless and scared shitless.
I never had a man fill me up the way he did, that scared me and had me literally running away from the dick.
Heat shot throughout my body thinking about how big and wide Malice felt inside of me.
I shifted my legs and squeezed my thighs tight.
Hearing a chuckle, Inferno looked at me and winked.
“Is there anything you will like to add to the Terms of Service?” Miss. Mason looked directly at me, and I shook my head no.
“If I think of anything, I will let Mr. Fireman know and he will call you.” I smirked.
“It will have to be added now, your union starts tomorrow.” I remained quiet until I thought of something and spoke.
“Let the records state at the bottom, that I will do me regardless of a Term of Service.” I eyed her as she wrote in cursive.
“The rules stand, Sovereign. Miss. Mason do not add that. This isn’t for her to add to, I pay you. Pick up the pen and sign the fucking papers.”
There was no point in arguing, I picked up the pen and signed the papers and stood to my feet. Inferno stood tall as well with a look of satisfaction plastered on his face.
“Like Jagged Edge say, let’s get married.”