Addicted.

5. Lost Files

Qatari M. Edwards |Few days later.

After the entire incident it had been hard for me to sleep properly unless Samson was beside me but he was packing his bags going on another business trip. I really didn't want him to go. My phone dinged over and over, I already knew it was Melly texting me from one of those fake phone numbers. He had been blowing me up continuously since what he had done. He was apologizing over and over but I wasn't trying to hear any of it. I convinced Samson get another lock put on the door because I told him I hadn't been feeling very safe in our home.

"Is that it?" I questioned as he slammed the trunk and nodded, "yup that's it."

"Do you have to go?" I wondered wrapping my arms around his torso. He looked down at kissed my lips, "I'll only be gone for about a few weeks," he informed tapping my back sweetly. I nodded in agreement and released him, allowing him to carry on his way.

We said our goodbyes and he was off.

I raced back into the house and locked each locked, double checked it and sat on the couch.

I looked at my phone seeing I had over 50 new text messages. I decided to call Melly and let him know that he needed to leave me alone and fast. The phone had buzzed indicating it was ringing. My heart was nearly beating out of my chest. I wasn't sure if it was nervousness, adrenaline, or overall both. "Finally comin' around doll face?" He wondered and I was positive his was grinning that menacing ass grin. "Stay the fuck away from me!" I demanded not holding anything back, "stop texting me phone, stop calling me! Just leave me alone! What do you want? Money?" I suggested.

"Nah.. Jus' every square inch of you is all," he replied charmingly.

"Melly if-" I paused because I hadn't realized what I was about to agree to, "if I let you have me again... Will you leave me alone?" I wondered shaking my head in disbelief of what had just left my lips.

He chuckled, "nah I like fuckin' wit'chu too much. Yo ass be shook."

I ended the call and I didn't want to be alone in case Melly popped up. So I invited Erica over. We both were off since the office was closed for renovations which would take a little over two weeks but I couldn't keep using her for protection that long unless I informed her on what was happening.

6:43 p. m.

"He choked you!?" Erica exclaimed seeming quite surprised by what I had just told her. I nodded, "he tried to kill me I think well at least it was what it felt like," I admitted while sipping more wine still feeling his hand around my neck. She shook her head in disappointment, "that nigga is crazy are you going to tell someone? Like the police maybe.. I mean I've even seen how he kept calling for you at the office," she suggested. "I don't think that's a good idea," I mumbled, "see Samson is nearly the leader of the company he works for. A scandal like this and he'll lose the promotion and possibly his job completely. I didn't need almost head of company's wife sleeps with thug, allegedly almost killed," I pretended to be reading a screen.

"Okay," she started, "what the hell is there to do?"

"I don't know he's pissed at me," I said.

"And do you know why?" She wondered.

I nodded slowly without saying a word. "Spill it," she demanded. I opened my mouth and let her know everything.

May 19th, 2017

Melly grabbed my hand as we were sitting on the couch watching movies together. It was almost like I had gotten attached to him and vice versa. "I'm going to get more popcorn," I said standing from the couch to exit the living area going into the large kitchen. I tossed a fresh bag of popcorn into the microwave and I watched it spin. The kernels started to bust after a few seconds. The smell of butter danced up my nose but then - cologne? Did also..

I turned around jumping a bit since Melly was so close.

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the skin on my chest, "Melly," I breathed out trying to not to arouse myself. He was wearing my body out completely day after day and night after night. Samson was coming home soon and the least I could do was keep my muscles tightened. "Melly c'mon not again," I mumbled and giggled as he nipped at my skin.

"Don't fight it," he muttered.

I gave in as he picked up me and placed me onto the counter. It was almost like he was more addicted to me than I was of him. He lifted my pink gown and yanked down his sweats. "Melly," I groaned already crying out for him in agony. "I'm comin' hol up nah," he spat and pushed himself at my entrance. I threw my head back as a reflex and let him takeover from there. He was rocking his hips gently as my arms wrapped around his neck and ran all across his back. "Jesus I love it," I yelped out in pleasure.

"You love it or you love me?" He asked kissing my lips.

"I-I love you," I moaned, "I love you Daddy."

Current

"And I guess it stuck with him?" I said which sounded more like a question. Erica sat there with her mouth wide open, "s-so you started it?" She pointed at me. I slapped her finger, "I did not start anything it was the heat of the moment. You know when sex is amazing you say things you don't necessarily mean."

She shook her head with a smile, "no I make them talk not me."

"Well it happened and I said it again to him after which I should've never done," I regretted announcing by closing my eyes in defeat. She slapped my upper arm, "so you did start it!" She hollered.

It was slightly true but I wasn't sure why Melly was taking it to the heart the whole I love you thing. He knows damn well I couldn't love him whatsoever. I mean I loved his dick more than anything but that was it. Not him as a person. Although he was genuine, sweet, and overall caring i just couldn't. He knows I had a husband I don't even know why he allowed simple words like that to make him crazy.

"Well it's clear to me he's in love with you and is willing to do everything to keep you completely to himself. You better do something about this before it gets really ugly," she admitted while patting my thigh gently.
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12:01 a.m.

"Shit," I mumbled entering the house a bit tipsy. Erica had decided to take me out for drinks for awhile so I could clear my head a bit. I nearly tripped over thin air. I locked each lock for my own safety and went up the steps being extra careful to not trip over anymore air. There were roses all over the floor and I removed my heels as I stood at the door frame. I had the heel pointing into the air. I was going to hit whoever was in here over the head. The tv was playing a video but I could make it out from my blurred vision. The wall was covered in pictures of me and Samson but Sam's face was distorted in ways. Like being crossed out, cut out, and one even had him burned out completely.

I entered further and my mouth dropped once I saw what was on the tv.

It looked as if he was a video of me and Melly. "Oh fuck I love you," I moaned as I was bouncing aggressively on his dick. My hands were on his chest and my head was thrown back in pleasure. "Ohhh fuck," I moaned. Melly then sat up and gripped my neck tightly whispering naughty things in my ear. I couldn't make out what he was saying but I could only hear my replies. "Yes I love you..... Ohhhh I fucking love it daddy... Cum in my pussy it's all you-" Suddenly the screen had went blank and I believed it meant it had stopped.

I sat down on the bed and let my hands meet my face, tears were streaming from my eyes.

There was no way I'd get out of this.