35. Kaylan Millionaire
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
KAYLAN MILLIONAIRE
TWO WEEKS LATER
S chizo claims he’s been so fucking busy lately. I had been begging him to spend more time with me, but it was as if the shit was falling on deaf ears. Ever since we came back from our honeymoon, he had been acting strange as hell. I tried talking to him to see what was going on, but every time I brought it up to him, he’d say I was tripping and it was nothing.
I wasn’t dumb. There was something there between him and Stoney. That was the exact reason why I told her to stay the fuck away from him. The bitch thought she was ’bout to get my man, but that was a damn lie. I worked my ass off to secure my spot and nobody was taking that shit away from me.
Picking up my phone, I called Schizo to see exactly when he was coming back from his trip. He and Scar had been gone for days. Said something ’bout going on a business trip but wouldn’t say what that business was.
He had me so paranoid that I searched for Stoney on social media just to make sure that she wasn’t going out of town as well. I felt like a complete fucking stalker.
His phone rang out to the voicemail, so I went to my contacts and pressed dial on Doll’s name. “What’s up, beautiful?” His sexy ass voice boomed in my ear and my lips curved. Yes, I had the nigga I had been cheating on Schizo with saved under Doll’s name. Every time it called, it was him. Schizo had been thinking that I had been hanging with her, but whole time, every time I felt like he was out there doing dirt, my ass was meeting up with Sean. Yes, Sean.
The shit had been going on for some time now. Way before we even ended up going to Ocean Reef. Sean made me feel like I meant something to somebody. He listened to me. He called me beautiful every chance he got. He checked on me and made certain I was straight every single day. He didn’t brush off my feelings. He gave me way more attention than Schizo had been.
The affair between us started when Schizo had stayed out one night ’til the next morning and had the nerves to look me in my face and tell me that he was working. Nobody was out working that late on a Friday night. He could miss me with that bullshit. Schizo was his own boss and chose when he could take his ass home. He chose to be out that late just like I chose to place my attention elsewhere.
“I miss you. Can I see you?”
“I actually got a room at the Millionaire if you want to come by.”
My face scrunched. “Why there?”
“I got a few things going on at home and wanted somewhere nice to stay for a while. You coming by or not?”
I chewed on my thumbnail, debating on the idea. Schizo was still out of town to my knowledge, so if I go and come on back, it shouldn’t be an issue.
“OK. I’ll be there in a couple of hours. What’s the room number?”
“It’s six hundred. See you then, sexy.” He ended the call and I sat there on the edge of the bed, trying to decide if I actually was going to go.
“I could just put on a hat and some shades and no one would know it was me. Yeah… that’s exactly what I’m ’bout to do.”
Getting up from the bed, I went into the bathroom and hopped in the shower. Soon as I was done, I lotioned my body down and tossed on a cute brown tube dress. I grabbed one of my sun hats out the closet and a pair of shades then was out the door.
My heart raced the entire ride to Millionaire. Every single time I saw Sean, I was scared as shit. When I pulled into my parking space, I reached over into my glove compartment and pulled out my Ziploc bag that housed my shrooms. I took one before I got out the car and entered the building.
My heart raced a million miles a minute as I strutted through that lobby toward the elevator. My eyes landed on Stoney, who was standing behind the desk talking to the receptionist. I despised that mufucka. I wanted to go over there and punch her ass in the fucking throat.
She flipped her curly hair over her shoulder. I could see what Schizo saw in her. She was beautiful as hell. Now, I wouldn’t have admitted that shit out loud, but in my head, I had to give her props. Her eyes cut in my direction and I instantly turned my head as if she would notice who I was through my disguise.
Hopping on the elevator, I went up to Sean’s floor. I stopped in front of his door and knocked on it. Moments later, he pulled it open, and I removed my glasses from my face.
“I didn’t think you were gon’ show up.”
“Now when have I ever passed up on a challenge?” My arms wrapped ’round his neck and my lips found his. Gripping me by the waist, he pulled me into the room and kicked the door closed. I tugged his t-shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. He scooped me up into his arms bridal style and carried me over to the bed.
It was dumb as fuck of me to be cheating on my man with a nigga that was nowhere near his tax bracket, but as I said before, Sean made me feel things that Schizo failed to lately.
Sean tugged my dress down and dropped to his knees in front of me. I spread my legs as far as they would go and welcomed his head in between ’em. His lips attacked my clit and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Grasping the back of his head, I ground my pussy in his face. My free hand tightly gripped the sheets and my body began to quiver. My lips formed a huge O and I screamed at the top of my lungs. I heard the door beep and my eyes popped open. I pushed Sean’s head from between my thighs and scooted up to the headboard. My heart dropped to my ass as I sat there and stared Schizo in the face. “It’s-it’s not what it looks like,” I lied, trying to save my ass.