Chapter 57

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                                                       A man who treats his woman
                                                             Like a princess is proof
                                                          He was raised by a Queen

                                                                                                                - Wiz Khalifa

Him- Chan (Kane)

I was quite disappointed that Imani couldn't join me tonight, it would be nice to show everyone that I have a Goddess by my side. When I heard Khalani whine to her mother about how Imani looked, I lifted my head and looked towards her direction, and there she was my Goddess. I wonder how I could be so fucking lucky to have a girl like her in my life, she looked amazing. That dress showed her off her curves and body perfectly, I studied her body from top to bottom, admiring the beauty in front of me. I loved the dress, but what I would love more, is to rip it off just to have a taste of that beauty.

I didn't even know her body looked this good and amazing, she's always wearing baggy clothes, not that I mind but it would be wonderful to see her in dresses. Her parents left and I just kept admiring her, as if she were the only one in the room. 

"Care for a dance love", I stood from my seat and extended my hand.

"I don't do this type of dances", she replied.

"Then follow my lead", I grabbed her hand and brought her to the dance floor, and we started swaying.

"You look breath taking tesoro, you should wear dresses more", I whispered into her ear.

"Thank you, you look handsome, but no this was the first and the last time I wear a dress", she said, I was a bit disappointed but I love her with or without a dress.

"No worries, I'm sure you'll wear one someday, soon I hope", I gave her a smirk, because I knew she was going to wear a dress soon. Our wedding day, she may not know it yet but I do and weather she likes it or not, she will wear a dress.

"I doubt it", I span her around and pulled her back into my chest. I don't know why she says she can't dance, she's better than me. 

"Well it wouldn't hurt to not see you in a dress, I mean all the man whore's  in here are staring at you, I hate it".

"Really, well I guess I should start wearing dresses more", she lifted her brow in a challenging manner, she really loves teasing and challenging me.

"You wouldn't dare", I responded.

"Try me", she said and a smirk formed on her face. I leaned closer into her ear and whispered.

"You know tesoro, teasing me won't be good for you, the consequences that come with your actions may prevent you from walking, for 2 days", I said and her body stiffened, I smirked knowing very well that I won this round. 

"But then you would have to take care of me when I can't walk, it wouldn't be so bad to watch you suffer as my personal maid", I spoke to soon. She tapped my chest and walked over to the bar, I never win against her. 


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