Justin

"Are you sure you want this Mr. Bieber? You could lose everything. "

That's all I heard from the family lawyers the next day, I managed to call off work and sneak off to meet with them without Penelope taking notice. I was determined to get a divorce, it was my main priority for now.

"Thats just it, I won't lose a dime if you would just look at this." I told them sternly, I opened the brief case which held the contract that was drawn up years ago by Penelope's father Thomas J. Cruz. A shady man with the wit to trap anyone , including my mom and I .

See, years ago when I was just 17 my mother was still with my dangerously abusive father who wouldn't let her go. Jeremy bieber, an alcoholic at heart with just enough knowledge to keep a job as a bank teller. He didn't start to physically abuse my mother until he fùcking screwed up a very important client's account, causing the guy to lose over a half a million and my father to get fired on spot.

Once he was fired, he never returned to the work force. My mother would work constant hours, dead end jobs all while that piece of shít laid on our sofa drinking, cheating and hitting on my mother whenever he could . It got so bad one night, Jeremy managed to break her leg so she wasn't able to return to work. And guess what, I didn't do anything about it. Its not that I didn't want to, but every time my mom was getting abused I stepped in and ended up getting knocked unconscious each time.

I was weak

Thomas comes into play months after my mother's injury, when he proposes a deal to my mom. One that would benefit yet ruin our lives, but we didn't know it. In our minds, we trusted Thomas because he wasn't just a random man; more like a a family friend who would help you whenever you asked. I knew of him, and his two daughters Penelope and Fota Cruz, but I never really got to know them. What I didn't know was that Penelope had an obsession with me basically, it was scary.

Whenever we invited Thomas over with his daughters, Penelope would cling to me and it would weird me out. Sure I loved girls but not the overly obsessed ones.

Thomas noticed this and decided to take action,he was a man that wanted nothing but happiness for his daughters. Apparently, Penelope's dream was to marry me someday. So Thomas' bright idea was for him to get my mother and I to sign a contract , he was very punctual and wanted things done perfectly. The contract stated that Penelope and I will be married when I turn 23 and she, 24. In exchange, Thomas would make Jeremy disappear;

permanently

My mom begged me to sign it, she couldn't take Jeremy anymore but I didn't like the idea of giving up my freedom. But I did anyway, I'd do anything for my mother and that's exactly what I did. When I did sign it, we moved from Canada to the states in Florida where I was to attend college. During my senior year in college, I was 20 or 21 around that time and I felt free, I actually had a serious girlfriend whose name was Aria. It was crazy how much we loved each other, we actually planned on running away and getting married. She knew about the contract also, and she supported me through it. Whenever Thomas and Penelope would come and check up on me every month I would keep her hidden, and Aria didn't mind which is why I loved her. She was so understanding, caring, and loving.

So we kept things hidden for a year, until Penelope caught us in action one day. Penelope actually went crazy, tried to kill Aria with a knife when she found out. It was crazy, Penelope actually was taken to jail over night until her father bailed her out. Thomas found out I had broken the contract and threaten to reveal our location to my father, who we thought was dead or missing.

He wasn't

He was alive and well, searching for us everywhere, I'm sure of it. This terrified my mother, at one point it terrified me but to this day I can say if I ever see Jeremy Bieber in person; I will shoot his ass. Now I'm not scared anymore, that's why I don't care if Thomas tells him our location.

Send him my way so I can kill him myself.

"Hm," one of the lawyers spoke up after reading over the loop hole I found in the contract. "I suppose you won't lose anything, you're actually entitled to a large percentage of Mr.Cruz's money." fùck. "It says that you are to be granted protection and a portion of money, Almost 1.2 million , if you follow through with the marriage. Which you did, it doesn't say you'll lose anything if you divorce her." the man stated, looking over the rim of his glasses. "Whoever drew up this contract was drunk , you're one lucky man Mr.bieber."

"Holy fùck, " I said breathlessly then sliding the contract back to me, looking over the newly highlighted part of the contract. I thought they were feeding me lies but they weren't, it did say I was entitled to over a million dollars and it did say I could divorce Penelope. "I can't believe this."

Wait til I tell Sequoia

If she's not pissed at me.

"The only thing you have to do is get Penelope to sign, then we can go to court with it." The other man spoke up, sighing as he looked over the contract yet again.

My face paled and the smile that was once on my face vanished. Fück, I cursed knowing Penelope wouldn't cooperate.

"That will be impossible." I muttered to myself, how was I even supposed to get her to sign it ? Forgery was completely out of the question because I could be taken to jail for that, I suppose I could trick her into it. "Thank you." I said finally after contemplating my situation. Both lawyers stood up and so did I , shaking both their hands firmly as they wished me luck.

Because apparently,

I'm going to need a hell of a lot of it

***

Later that evening, I decided to actually pay a visit to Sequoia. Of course I had to explain to Penelope where I was going, but I eventually got away from Penelope's questioning and headed towards Sequoia's. She deserved an explanation as to why I stormed out on her for no reason yesterday, actually there was a reason but it wasn't right. I can't just push my feelings on her and expect her to feel the same, I'm sure she does feel the same but Sequoia will not openly admit it.

She's that stubborn.

But other than that, I love her and everything about her.

At one point, it was hard for me to even openly admit I felt something more for seq. I don't even know why I said it in the first place, I was honestly supposed to ease into it. I guess her question set me off, which is weird as fùck.

Usually I wanted my girls to pleasure me, shít , I barely even wanted the women I slept with to come up for air. I get a sick twisted feeling seeing a woman on her knees for me, but for Sequoia its different.

The thought of seeing her on her knees for anyone pissed me off, she doesn't need that. To me Sequoia is a damn diamond in a coal mine, She should be cherished, every single part of her should. Her skin, her hair, her lips, every part of her body.

And - what the fùck is she doing to me?

Next thing you know I'm gonna ask her to have my children, I'm getting way too ahead of myself.

I sighed , deciding to pull out my keys to her condo knowing I had been standing outside her door like an idiot. After successfully unlocking the door, I slowly entered expecting it to be dark but it wasn't. To my surprise her apartment was lit up like a fucking Christmas tree and the sound of old school r&b playing the in background, I don't know how I didn't notice the volume of the music from out side the door.

I closed the door behind me and furrowed my eyebrows as I spotted Sequoia dancing in the kitchen slowly with a glass in her hand. A faint smile on her face as she mouthed the words to can you stand the rain by New Edition. I decided to watch her twirl around the kitchen while she occasionally took sips from her glass.

"Having fun pretty lady?" I finally spoke up, chuckling when she whipped around and nearly fell. Sequoia looked stunned but smiled lazily then slowly walked over to me, I was expecting her to be pissed at me but she wasn't.

"Hi daddy, " Sequoia smirked, using a name that would probably make me want to fùck her senseless and forget about mending our problems. I don't know why she decided to call me that, maybe something was wrong?

"Wassup?" I eyed her glass as she took a large gulp and made a face. "Are you drinking? "

"And making dinner, that's what I do on my lonely nights." she exaggerated, smiling widely and putting one of her arms around my neck while the other one held her glass.

"How many glasses have you had?"

"3 or 4, or 5" my eyebrows rose when Sequoia took another gulp, then sat her glass on the counter next to us. "Why are you giving me that uh oh look?"

"Because I know you have a low tolerance. " I pointed out, recalling a time she ended up drunk off wine coolers not too long ago and then tried to ride me while I was driving, we almost died but that's a story for another time. "and I have great news to tell you but I'd rather wait until you're sobber."

"Damnit" Sequoia pouted and removed herself from my embrace, I wanted to reach out and grab her again but I didn't want to be too touchy. I watched her take out two glass plates , she turns and looks at me with her doe like eyes; you could visably tell she was tipsy as ever. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like you, want to eat me or something. "

Amused , I chuckled before folding my arms and raising my eyebrows at her. "like I want to eat you?" I asked with a teasing smiled , she nodded quickly. "maybe I do want to eat you, I think I will have a taste later."

Sequoia gave me a smirk before placing the plates she had in her hand , on to the counter. I watched as she slowly moved towards me wearing the same expression. "Or, we can always fùck right now." she stated bluntly, catching me off guard because her choice of words.

She's drunk as hell

"Baby, you're drunk I don't want to take advantage of you." Sequoia looked at me like I was insane or stupid, I wasn't sure. Ignoring my last comment, she pulled me down to her height by my dark blue shirt and captured her lips within mine. I kissed her back with more force, my hands instantly flying out to grip her ass; I could actually taste the alcohol and the flavor of her lemon ChapStick on my tongue.

Sequoia took lead by pushing my body until I felt the back of my legs hit a chair, breaking away from the kiss and forcing me on to the chair. I opened my mouth to ask her what she was doing but she had placed her small finger over her lips, giving me a teasing smile. "Quiet baby, I want to fùck you."

So it is true, women are 10x freakier when they're drunk.

I remained silent, watching as she hastily zipped down my fly. Her small hand reached out to grab my semi hard dick through the material of my boxers, immediately hardening even more under her touch. My breathing became irregular when the thin barrier that was blocking her from my dick, came down around my ankles.

"I almost forgot how big you are," she giggled, wrapping her small hands around my cock. "god I can barely put my hands all the way around it." I watched her in amusement mixed with lust, for Christ sake she was playing with my dick in the middle of the kitchen.

"Keep doing that you won't be walking correctly," She laughed glancing at me before removing her hands off of my dick and latch around the large T-shirt then pulling it over her head; leaving her in nothing but a small pair of underwear.

I watched as she hooked her fingers around the thin fabric and slowly pulled it down her hips, passed her beautiful thighs and down to her ankles. Now, she was gloriously naked in front of me with a mischievous glint in her eyes and I was watching her with a rock hard cock that would combust if I wasn't inside of her in the next few seconds.

Sequoia walked forward and straddled my lap, her sex just a few centimeters away from mine. Flicking her hair to the side and looking at me with her bottom lip in between her lips, she wrapped one of her arms around my neck and slid the other between her own thighs. My eyes widened as we both looked down at her sliding her fingers through her folds.

"god I'm so wet," she half joked breathlessly while rubbing herself slowly, my breath getting even heavier when she let out a small purr.

"doll-" I started but stopped when I saw one of her fingers disappear into her hole, causing her to whimper lightly. She's really touching herself while, she's on my lap? Fùcking tease. She moaned loudly and rocked her hips against her fingers, her wetness brushing against my dick every time she did. "Baby, shít, ride me right now and stop fùcking your fingers."

"Make me."

Make me

A phrase that would either get you gloriously fùcked or fùcked up, in Sequoia's case she was going to get fùcked. Swiftly I removed her hand and yanked her upwards so that she was hovering over my dick. "You don't know what you just got yourself into doll." I told her, looking up at her stunned yet excited expression; my grip on her hips tighten as I easily slide her on the tip. We both groaned, I caught her off guard by suddenly pushing her down on to my cock.

Sequoia gasped and whimpered when I filled her up completely, while I threw my head back because of how deep inside her I was. After getting used to my size, Sequoia began to slowly rock her hips against mine; her nipples brushing against my chest as she did. Her small fingers managed to be tangled in my once neat hair, and small moans escaped our lips each time she moved.

"Faster," I ordered as I slapped my large hand against her ass cheek, feeling it jiggle on impact. Sequoia sped up just a little, not satisfying my taste what so ever; she continued on riding me while moaning my name occasionally. I groaned and slapped her ass harder, muttering faster again.

Finally complying, she began to bounce in my lap her hands on my shoulders to balance herself while she plunged down on my dick each time and gradually moaned louder with each bounce. Looking into each others eyes as she moved, I hissed once I really felt how deep I was inside of her, how was she able to take all of me?

My hands were on her hips yet again but this time I had suddenly gripped them until she was stilled in my lap, which caught her off guard and caused her to to gasp. "Baby wh-" she started but I had already lifted her up with me as I stood to my feet while I was still deep inside of her, I sat her on the counter and moved my hands to the back of her thighs and moved her legs so she was wide open, for me.

"Legs up on the counter, wide open. If they close while I'm fùcking you, you'll be in big trouble. " I growled out, then grip her jaw to look into her big green eyes. "understood?"

"yes," she whispered, I began to thrust into her hard yet slowly. My hand was still gripping her jaw, I watched as she moaned out and furrowed her eyebrows with each thrust. Her eyes were slightly hooded but I could still see the lust and an unidentified emotion within them. Sequoia's moans and gasps were motivation for me, I reached forward and gripped her breast in my other hand while speeding up my thrusts. "Oh fùck! "

Her whole body rocking with each thrust, my dick being clenched by her warm walls and groans escaped my lips each time I entered inside of her. "You feel so damn good, fùck." I cursed, feeling sweat accumulate around my face. I pulled Sequoia's face close to mine and captured her lips, muffling the cry that was going to escape when I started to pound into her relentlessly.

I kissed and fùcked her mercilessly at the same time, I could tell she struggled to keep her legs open on the counter as I did so. Sequoia pulled away and took in a breath while moaning, her head was now thrown back as I continued to groan while thrusting into her. I soon felt her clench around my rigid cock unbelievably tight, I knew she was close to coming when she began to quiver within my grasp.

"you're close, huh baby? Are you gonna cum for me?" I asked in between each thrust, my hair had managed to fling in front of my face and stick to the coat of sweat on my forehead. Sequoia nodded but I wasn't having that, I reached up and pinched her nipple in between my thumb and pointer finger; Sequoia jolted forward and moaned loudly but kept her legs open for. "I want to hear you say that shít." her mouth opened into an o but no sound came out, the only sound that could be heard was the rapid slapping of skin, the grunts escaping my lips and the faint sound of another song playing in the distance. "say it!"

She finally cried out "yes, God I'm fùcking coming!" then withered on the counter as she came undone around my cock and I came with her, grunting and howling her name like an idiot, her legs quivering and after all of that shít; she managed to keep her legs open for me. "I'm so... I don't know. But wow, I love you"

Don't go throwing that phrase around my fragile yet big heart, Ms. Smith.

I froze but then realized that she couldn't mean it, she was drunk on lust and alcohol right now. Sequoia wouldn't remember what I said tomorrow. "I bet you do, I love you more." I chuckled, breathing heavily as I laid my upper body on her small body.

I couldn't wait until I can say it freely to a more sober Sequoia Smith.

And I couldn't wait to tell her the greatest news ever.

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Hey guys, I love this chapter so much (EVEN THOUGHT ITS JOT EDITED AT ALL) idk why. Its so much great news for justin though, but you know good things never last.

*laughs evilly as I r-rubs hands like birdman*

ANYWAYS

On a scale from 1 to mental asylum, How crazy do you think Penelope will react when she finds out j is divorcing her?

Oh! I don't know much about divorces , I know about possessions and custody but I don't understand how it really works. Someone help me out?

About this sex scene, I wanted to write a full blown bdsm experience but I held back and that was hard because I have a wild ass imagination. Sorry if it isn't....up to par.

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