Loving the Enemy

Tyler-20

Kyle's not a bad person. I know he's not, I've known him almost my whole life I mean the guy stands up for everyone and never talks shit about someone just because he feels he's better than them. He's not like the rest of us on the football team. So as I'm looking at this girl who I've also known most of my life I can't for the life of me understand how he can hate her. She's beautiful, smart, and has an amazing ass........personality. I chuckle to myself and she looks over at me in the passenger seat with those big confusing light brown eyes. "What's so amusing?" Her voice is so seductive too, like wow she makes the smallest shit sound... attractive.

I shake my head at her grinning as I finally pull into my father's multi-million dollar mansion. Did that sound like I was bragging? I'm totally not but by the way, Kingston's eyes pop out of her pretty little head I'm sure no matter what I say it's going to sound like I am. Our maid, who's been like family to me, Constance greets us at the door. She immediately looks at Kingston and grins warmly at her before slowly her eyes travel down her body taking in how little of dressed she is before frowning and looking at me distastefully. "Tyler what on earth are you doing here during school hours and with one of your many girlfriends none the less." I cringe as I watch Kingston's face turn up in obvious disgust. "I'm not one of his girlfriend nor will I ever be, Ma'am , I was just having a bad day and Tyler thought he could help," she tries to defend herself but It only sounds worse coming out her mouth. Constance eyebrows raise and she shakes her head ,"oh I'm sure he will Tyler loves to help," she says walking alway.
Olivia's face turns red as she realizes how Constance interpreted what she said and I start laughing at her.
I lead Olivia inside my house and upstairs and as I do her jaws practically on the ground as she gasp in awe at all of the materialistic things my father surrounded our family with my entire life. To me they're just things but to her I know they must appear like everything. I take her to my room and she looks around with big bright eyes. "Wow you room is literally bigger than my kitchen and living room combined." I smile at her laying back on my bed. "Your life must be great,"she says and then my smile vanishes. I've always hated that people assume because I live In this big houses and have nice cars and that I'm practically the hottest guy to ever walk on earth my life must be great. "yeah one would think," I say and then we both get quite. She comes and lays beside me on the bed. And in that moment I want her. Not just sexually but I want all of her, her soul, her thoughts and desires and it the most strangest overwhelming emotion that I've ever felt and it feels as though I have to claim her as mine. She rolls over on the bed towards me and I'm about to make a move when my phone rings...shit. It's Kyle and I'm tempted to ignore him but I know him, he's probably heated, so I get up from the bed and answer it annoyed . "where the fuck are you," even though his words sound angry his voice is mad calm throwing me off guard. "I'm at home....with Kingston we're just... "I look over at her and she's trying to adjust her top to cover her...chest, she looks so uncomfortable with it on  and my stomach curls feeling as though I'm a little kid caught doing something wrong. I breathe out the breath I've been holding and walk out of ear from Olivia so she doesn't hear what I'm about to say next.

"Look bro I'm probably about to beat her guts in if I'm being completely honest but I promise it will mean absolutely nothing to me," I say only loud enough for only him to hear." I hear a sharp intake of breath over the other side of the phone. "Tyler, your fucking dead to me." His voice is so smooth and quick, the  the phone call just ends.

I only feel bad for a second however because when I turn around Olivia's shirt is off.

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