Page 21 of Vicious Rule

“I’m supposed to be your girlfriend. That means we’d be sleeping in the same room. When you didn’t follow me to my room, I assumed that meant you wanted us to sleep here.”

I open my mouth to ask if she’s lost her mind, but I’m interrupted by someone else walking into my room. The flash of a memory of me telling that woman from the other night to meet me here tonight hits me, and I know in an instant it’s her joining us.

“Alex, I waited around for hours for you, but I must have fallen asleep. Thank God I woke up and saw your car was back. What are you doing? Is this going to be a threesome tonight?” Minka asks with a giggle.

Before I can tell her there’s been a change of plans, Sasha storms out of the room. Jesus, this is a mess. Clearly, I won’t be getting sleep anytime soon.

Sliding out of bed, I make my way over to Minka, but she’s got other things on her mind than leaving. She grabs my cock and begins stroking, which is definitely nice but nothing I can do tonight.

“Mmmm…Alex, I’m so glad I had to wake up to go to the bathroom. I might have missed our date,” she coos as she nuzzles my neck just below my ear.

“Yeah, about that,” I mumble, pushing her hand off my cock. “Not going to happen. Something’s come up.”

She gives me her usual Minka pout and reaches her hand out to stroke my chest. “Why not? I don’t mind adding someone to our fun. Sasha’s hot, so I know we could all have a good time.”

I have to push her off me to get through to her. “Yeah, she’s hot, but you and I aren’t possible for a while. I’ll give you a call when things are better.”

Minka doesn’t understand since I’ve never said no to anything with her. I wouldn’t tonight either if I hadn’t promised Sasha no more women.

God, that’s depressing now that I hear those words echo in my head. No more women.

“You’re kidding, right? How are you denying you want me right now? You’re hard as a rock. Come on, baby. The bed’s right there. Let’s get down to having a good time like always.”

I shake my head, unsure what to tell her that will make her understand we can’t do anything anymore. “Just go.”

For the second time in a few minutes, a beautiful woman storms out of my bedroom, and I’m left questioning what the fuck is going on with my damn life. Minka I’m not really worried about since whenever I can be free to be with her next, I can just call her and she’ll be happy to get together.

Sasha is a different story. A story I need to deal with tonight instead of getting sleep.

Great.

I slip into the pants I just took off not a half hour ago and pad down the hall to her room. I stop in front of her bedroom door and knock, although I should just barge the fuck right in since this is my home and not hers. She’s already angry enough with me, though, so best to try to be nice by knocking.

“Go away!” she yells back at me in response to my attempt to be civil.

So now she gets to see how I really feel.

Throwing the door open, I march into her room. She’s sitting on the bed looking as pissed as she was when she stormed out of my room. Good. Now the two of us can be angry.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? What was that all about back there?” I ask, needing some answers to help me understand what the hell has happened to my right hand to make her act like she is.

Sasha jumps up from the bed and gets in my face, happy to have this fight. Poking me in the chest, she snaps, “You just promised me not two hours ago, and then you do this. I swear to God, Alex, I’m calling your father tomorrow morning. I want him to put me somewhere else in his business. I’m done with you!”

I look down into her blue eyes flashing nothing but pure rage at me. “I didn’t go back on my promise. Yes, I forgot Minka and I had plans for tonight, but I didn’t invite her specifically to go back on what I promised you. Nothing happened. What I want to know is why the hell you think you should be coming to my room in the middle of the fucking night.”

“I’m supposed to be your girlfriend! Don’t you think people will find it odd that we aren’t sharing a bed?”

Confused, I shake my head. “I don’t know. I haven’t put much thought into it.”

Even more, I’ve never shared a bed with a woman I wasn’t fucking.

As she seems to do more and more lately, Sasha rolls her eyes. “I’m done. You obviously aren’t taking your promise seriously. Get out of my room! I’m done.”

I don’t know why, but her repeating that threat to leave makes something inside me snap, and I grab her by the shoulders to pull her to me. I plant a kiss on her lips to make sure she doesn’t say anything else because I’m tired of her saying she’s going anywhere.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Sasha