Somebody come get her she's dancing like a stripper

Lucien POV

"Boss we have a bit of a problem," John said nervously, hands folded behind his back nicely while I sit smoking a cigar.

The smoke floating up and into the air around me with each outtake I took, and with each hit of the cigar the poison of that smoke filled my lungs and swirled around through my bloodstream.

I lifted my eyebrow, cocking it slightly "What is it?" I growl and he licks his lips before nodding to the door, almost like he was gesturing me to follow him. Standing up from my chair I walk with him, checking my watch for the time-3:56 am.

"I don't have fucking time for this shit, what." I barrelled, listening how my demand for an answer echoed through the corridor as we walk down the long hallway. Stopping at my bedroom door, brown and sleek.

John glances at me in pity before opening the door slowly. "You guys have come to join the party!" Kiara smiles as she dances around the beam of the bed. half naked. Wedding dress a heap in the corner.

"Are you fucking serious" I growl and like a sad puppy she frowned. "How did this happen?" I ask John and he points towards my precious alcohol collection I kept hidden.

The whiskey was given to me as peace offerings and gifts. Worth more than $27 000 altogether and she just drank away 5 thousand of that.

"It happened cause-you left me alone, and oh well you missed one little thing about me" she smiles hopping down from the bed, stumbling as she walks towards us. Her eyes were glassed over, her lips parted lazily and her hair hanging loosely in a mess down her back.

My eyebrows raised again as I feel my anger rise, by her disrespect. No one has ever spoken to me the way she does. I bring my hand up to hit her, and she flinches slightly. "And that is?"I say instead as I bring my hand down clenching my teeth. The rings on my hands digging into my palms

"I am an Alcoholic! Well, more of a binge drinker actually" she screams as she almost falls to the ground. "You're gonna be really fucking hungover you know that?" I growl and she just curves her lips upwards in the most craziest way.

"You can't get hungover if you don't stop drinking!"she laughs as she pushes past us screaming down the hall like a pathetic child.

The only thing addressing her body was a silk type of under dress, but it exposed her little black panties like it wanted me to see how sexy she was. Her pure black hair contrasting the color.

I do have to admit she looks so fuckable. I wonder how tight her pink pretty pussy was, or how many inches she could take before her eyes would roll back into her skull. I wonder if she takes it down her throat, fucking slut.

"Should I go after her sir?"John sighs, knocking me from my thoughts. "No, I will handle it. Book my meeting for later in the afternoon instead" I say as I hand him my phone.

He blinks at me but keeps his mouth closed, he knew better than to test me.

My footsteps loud as hers and quietly fleeting down the marked space. "Where the fuck are you Kiara, I don't have time for your stupid games". A laugh, the sweetest one I have heard in a while hits my ears telling me her location right away. "Oh how about you just suck my fucking dick!"

"You don't have a dick princess, trust me I know" her body flashing in my mind.

I could feel her glare, "Well suck my spirt dick" she yells like a child.

A damn fucking child.

"Get the fuck out of the water Kiara" I instruct as she steps into the shallow part of the pool. Her response nothing, but a shake of her head and a middle finger.

The indoor pool large and dim lighted but I could see that amused look in her eyes. "I was going to give you a nasty look but I see that you've already got one on your face." She stuttered, blinking up at me.

She was reckless when she was drunk, she was wild.

I looked at her, clenching my fists behind my back "Get out now. I don't want to get my suit wet to come and save your ass."

but that little puta just looked at me and rolled her eyes before saying "Aw boo-hoo if you have to save me, cry me a fucking river, you stupid bastard, build me a bridge, and get over it."

I looked at her, my eyes glaring daggers at this little slut. The gun holstered to my side never feeling so close. But I couldn't shoot her, not yet. She was key to make the deal go through. She is only good untl she's not. Letting out a low laugh, a laugh that turned the pool house dead silent.

"That whore mouth will get you into trouble."

"I am not a whore" her teeth grit together and even in her drunken state she seemed to have been sober the way she defended herself in that way. So that's one of her triggers? "Flower, you were at a whores auction. You are a whore." I smiled, and she just scrunched her nose and looked away

"fuck you" was all she said back, and I couldn't help but smile knowing I had dug deep under her skin.

"Why did I have to marry you? I had had an l-life" she stumbles lazily to the right. Business plain and simple, in order to gain allies I was forced to wed a woman, to "settle down"

"For my work," I scowl and Kiara nods her head, mumbling something under her breath. The water lifting her black hair to the surface.

"As a drug dealer, drugs, drugs, drugs" Kiara laughs as she tilts her head to the right. "Yes, drugs...and the ma-" I say and she interrupts me swiftly "my mom was addicted to drugs-drugs-drugs when I was a kid" she frowned, her eyes filling with pain and forced forgotten memories

"I know"

Kiara looks at me, like everything I have said never really happened. "No, you know nothing about me. you little cheese dick" she stutters closing her eyes.

I shake my head "I know everything about you Kiara Blackwell" Her eyes scan me, and she smiles as she mocked my voice " 'I know everything about you' But did you know that...that I'm drunk drunk DRUNK!" she whispered the first part but loudly screamed the last part loudly as she splashed about.

Suddenly stopping. "hey fatass," she says looking at me, I roll my eyes and nod. "I think I'm going to black out," Kiara says with her eyes shut and a smile on her face.

"Then get out" I yell at her and she just pursed her lips slightly. "I-am am I sleeping? S-sleep paralysis!" She says before falling back, floating on the surface of the water.

"Son of a bitch" I curse as I remove my jacket, rings, and watches. Walking towards the steps, I sigh. The water warm, as I walk towards her, her silent face peaceful as I grab my "wife" under the legs and shoulders and carry her out of the pool, quickly I'm surrounded my a group of maids. All holding up white towels and dry clothes.

Instead I walked right past them And inside setting her down in my bed, the water soaking my expensive sheets. "Make sure she says warm and doesn't choke on her vomit or some shit like that. If she dies I will kill all of you" I growl at the maids and they put their heads down nodding sufficiently.

I walk quickly towards my office, slamming the door shut I cut a new cigar sitting down on the wet couch. "She's fucking crazy" I sigh leaning forward, as I grab the whiskey glass sitting on the counter before chucking it across the room watching it shatter into pieces on the wall.

This story has gotten 4 reads!I'm surprised anyone even choose to try it. Honestly, it probably sucks but whatever

Xoxo-A.K