A/N
Hey Guys! Thank you so much for your reviews! I loved them like I always do :) Sorry for the wait but some know why. I was working on "Hidden Smile" with firelady101 and I took a small break from this to do that. But I'm back and hopefully the writer's block won't come back. It's a horrible chapter to me so… sorry. So I hope you enjoy!
CHAD POV
"You make good breakfast." Sonny said.
"It's my specialty."
"I make good dinner."
"Perfect pair." I high fived her and leaned against the doorway of her room. She sighed, picking up a pair of heels from the corner of her room and dropping them in front of the dresser. I furrowed my brows.
"What's wrong?" My lips skimmed my girlfriends' temple and my hands rubbed her shoulders. "You look sad."
"Work is getting harder and harder."
"It's been two month... you're still not getting along with your ex?"
"No, he's the same jerk he was two months ago." She sighed, leaning her forehead on my chest. "I want to quit."
"You can't quit. You've been working there longer than him. Don't let him push you out of your job."
She groaned loudly, making me chuckle. "It's easy for you to say that. You are your own boss of everything. The club... the loans."
"As true as that is, you know I'm right. So don't quit."
"I have to get ready for work. And you get to lounge."
"It's my day off. I'll pick you up for lunch."
"Okay." I kissed her softly before plopping on her bed. "I'll miss you."
"No, you won't." She scoffed, walking to her closet and pulling out a black skirt and a silky grey quarter sleeve blouse.
I leaned back on my elbows as she untied her robe and exposed her black bra and matching panties. She took the shirt off the hanger and slipped her arms through the sleeves. After buttoning it up, she slipped on the fitted skirt and smoothed the wrinkles out.
"Is it bad if I say I'm extremely turned on right now?"
"No, maybe I was trying to turn you on."
"Really? It worked."
"Really? I can't physically see you turned on." She chuckled, leaning on top of me and kissing me. "It must be a part of your insane self control."
"Maybe. Maybe not." I murmured, running my fingers through her hair. "It's starting to wear thin. You're getting dangerous, Monroe."
"Hm... that's a good thing, then." I cupped the back of her neck and kissed her longer, letting her tongue slid into my mouth. The kiss grew more heated right up until I pulled back, holding her waist. "You always stop."
"Because I know you're not ready. I'm stopping… before I can get myself worked up." That wrinkle on her nose when she doesn't get her way popped up. I smiled and shook my head. "That's not going to work on me. I'm not going to spoil you."
Sonny wiped the lipstick off my lips. "I'm not asking you to spoil me. And you're talking to me like I'm a little kid… but if you want to spoil me… be my guest."
"I want to spoil you. I want to wine and dine you in the finest things." I explained softly. Her brows furrowed and her eyes closed. "But I want to spoil you after work."
"That was good." We both chuckled. "I'll spoil you and pay for lunch since you're not working..."
I inched my hand around her waist. "That's where I draw the line. As my girlfriend, you must let me be the man in the relationship."
"Why? I can wear the pants every once and a while." She pointed out.
"No, no… you can but… not a lot." My hands squeezed her backside. Sonny laughed silently, putting my hand back up to her waist. "I rather you in skirts." She looked a little taken back at the metaphor, chewing on her bottom lip. "Don't take it that way." I said.
"You have to be dominant in everything…"
"No." I drawled out. "I was raised where I'm a complete gentlemen to any woman I desire. But… in the way my father explained it to me; I'm the one that takes care of things. You're not supposed to lift anything, or pay or anything or worry about anything. It sounds very old fashioned but…"
"I get it." She nodded. "It sounds sweet but I'm going to go crazy if I can't buy you anything once in a while. I'm not going to emasculate you." She said to me. "One day, I'm going to buy you lunch and you're going to take it like the man you are."
"So bossy."
She kissed my lips. "I don't want to go."
"I know you don't but you have to go to work, baby. I won't be happy if you're late."
"You're so considerate, Mr. Cooper." I stood her up easily and fixed her skirt. "I'll see you at lunch." Her heels clicked out into the hallway and then to her front door.
"Yeah..." I called out as I flopped back on the bed. I'm happy to call her my girlfriend; my beautiful Latina girlfriend.
SONNY POV
"You're late. Again." Michael chuckled as I put my purse underneath my desk and fired up my computer. "Are you always late?"
"I'm right on time, actually." I retorted, logging into my email. Work has been miserable since he was here. It's not as fun. "Did he call and tell you he was going to be late?" I motioned to my boss's office.
"No, he didn't."
"I'm going to get his coffee." I stood up, smoothing down my skirt.
"Can you get me one also?"
"No." I scoffed, sauntering away to the break room. I changed the filter in the coffee maker before sticking a cup underneath the nozzle.
"Hey..." Portlyn's cheery morning voice came up behind me. "You just got here?"
"Yeah, I'm making my bosses coffee."
"Hm..." She hummed, folding her arms when she moved next to me. "Are you excited?"
"For what?"
"I heard you all are taking business trips to Berlin."
"Who's taking business trips to Berlin?"
"You... Mikey... your boss and a few other executives. It's been... going around the office for a while." Why am I just hearing about this? When was he going to tell me?
"I... no. I didn't know about that." I shook my head. I don't want to go across the world with Michael. The nozzle squirted out coffee until the cup was full. "Maybe he was going to tell you guys today."
"Yeah, maybe." Why did we have to go to Berlin? Did he open a new hotel? "How are you?"
"I'm okay. I was hoping to have lunch with you since you've been ignoring everyone's calls this entire weekend."
"Sorry." I giggled, taking two Splenda's and putting them in his cup. "I was with... Chad."
"I'm beginning to think you're boyfriend is purposely stealing you away from us."
"No, he's not. We just spend time together. He works a lot and so do I so... whenever there's a chance to be together..." I trailed off, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear.
"Okay, well... can you go to lunch with all of us?"
"Um..." I chuckled nervously.
"He's taking you to lunch, isn't he?"
"Yes but I swear we can go tomorrow. I miss you guys." I pouted. "Please...?"
"Fine." She sighed with a smile. "I'll tell you how I met someone."
And then she walked away. "You met someone? Who?" I called back.
"I was going to tell you at lunch but... too late. You have a date."
"Portlyn..." I groaned.
"I'll see you later." I put a lid on my boss's coffee and started to walk out. "Wait... tell me." I caught up to her and laughed.
"I'll tell you tomorrow."
"I will harass you until you tell me. I will jump on you. Tell me."
"I can't." She sang out, patting my shoulder. "I'll tell you tomorrow. Or later at your apartment."
"You're no fun." I said, slowing down at my desk.
"I'm tons of fun, Sonny." She flipped her hair over her shoulder, heading towards the elevator. I went into Mr. Di Mark's office and saw Michael standing there with the iPad. It's my job to brief my boss not his. What is he doing?
"Oh, Sonny. I'm glad you're here." My boss smiled, reaching out to take the coffee from me. "I have two things to tell both of you."
"Okay." I breathed out.
"One: I'm going to Berlin for the opening of my new hotel." He clapped. "Two: The both of you are coming with me." Wow, Portlyn was right. I could feel the excitement bursting through me. I can't wait!
"Wow, um... when will we be going?"
"Next month. It's a week trip." He informed is. I'm not excited to go with Michael. "Everything is paid for and I'll have all of your information in about two days."
"That sounds amazing, sir. Thank you for... honoring me with this." He's such a suck up. I rolled my eyes at him.
"You're welcome but I have to make a couple of phone calls so can you please..." We both nodded, leaving his office silently and happily. I sat down at my desk and ran my hands through my hair.
"Wouldn't that be great?" Michael said lowly, lowering himself into his chair. His desk was adjacent to mine. "Alone in a foreign city?"
"No, it's going to be hell." I grumbled. "Why do you choose to make my life hell?"
"Because you made mine one for eight months and I still didn't get a reward at the end."
"You got with a blonde bitch." I snarled. "That was your reward." I dug in my bag for my phone and pulled it out, starting a new text message and sighing.
'What are you doing?' – SM
"You know, you never did tell me that guys' name you were dating."
"Because you don't need to know. It's none of your business." His chair slid over to mine and his arm draped around my shoulder.
"Us working together isn't going to work out if you're not nice to me."
"And you touching me isn't going to get me to be nice. Can you please give your space?" I pushed his chair but he only moved back as my phone vibrated. "Move." I demanded.
"Make me…" Huffing out a breath of air, I lifted my foot and brought it down on his right. He growled from pain, covering his mouth and squeezing his eyes shut. "You're such a bitch."
"And you're an asshole. Get away from me." He rolled away from me when I lifted my foot.
'Are you bored?' – CDC
'Yes, I wish I was home' – SM
'I'm getting dressed. I have to run into the club for a moment' – CDC
'Is everything okay?' – SM
'It's fine. It's just regular problems' – CDC
'Oh. I'm really bored' – SM
'Maybe you should do some work' – CDC
'My boss has nothing for me to do right now' – SM
'Get creative' – CDC
'I have news… do you want to hear it via text?' – SM
'Sure. Good or bad?' – CDC
'Good. I'm going to Berlin' – SM
And then he never texted me back. I don't know if it's good or bad… I'll find out at lunch.
CHAD POV
Berlin? She's going to Berlin? It had to be with her job but Berlin? When was she going? Was she going with her ex? That's what I was really worried about. I won't be able to take it if she goes overseas with him. Besides him being her ex, I never met him so I don't know how he is. He could be the type to try and get Sonny back. I'm not insecure about anything. I'm just saying. As a man, I don't like it. I don't think any man would. I slammed the door closed on my car and ran my fingers through my hair. Sonny worked in a tall building with a lot of glass windows. I rode the elevator up to the floor she worked on and stopped at the receptionist desk.
"I'm here for Sonny Monroe."
"What's your name?" The man asked me.
"Chad." He nodded, lifting the phone to his ear and dialing a number. A few minutes later, Sonny came out with her purse on her shoulder and her phone in her left hand. "Hey..."
"Hey." She said with a small smile.
I took her hand. "What's wrong?"
"I'm just hungry. That's all." She shrugged. "Let's go now."
"Yeah, ok-"
"Sonny, is this your mystery guy?" She cringed when a man in a suit walked up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "It'd be rude not to introduce us."
"Chad... this is my bastard of an ex boyfriend. This is my current boyfriend Chad." She said proudly. I'm not intimidated. And I'm much bigger than he is.
"Chad Dylan Cooper." I held out a hand. He sized me up, fixing his tie and then shaking my hand firmly.
"Three names? That's a bit much. Michael Keese." I furrowed my brows. Michael Keese... The Michael Keese that Grady told me about? The one that's affiliated with Scott? He's never actually seen with Scott. He's a rat, then. The one they send in when they want to find information. Is that way he works here? My jaw clenched but my expression was impassive.
"You're the new club owner, I heard."
"Yeah... nice to meet you." I withdrew my hand. "If you'll excuse us, we'll be off to lunch." I wanted to wring his neck quickly but I refrained. I held Sonny's hand in mine and led her towards the elevator. I pressed the down button. "That's your ex?"
"Yes."
"I don't want you going to Berlin with him."
"Wha- Why not?" She shook her head and then folded her arms.
"I don't get a good vibe from him."
"Yeah, neither do I but I know how to handle myself around him."
"But he may not know how to handle himself." I said between my teeth. I definitely don't want her to go over there with him. Especially since he's close... to Scott. "I will take you on a trip to Berlin... but you can't go with him."
"I can do what I want. I want to go. It's for business and this is what I love about my job, Chad."
"I understand that, baby, I do but he just isn't having a good vibe." Sonny smirked, stepping closer to me and draping her arms around my waist.
"Are you intimidated by him?"
"No." I scoffed, making her laugh. "I'm just... I'm looking out."
"I want to go. I'll be very upset if I don't go." She said, kissing my cheek. "And I'll even bring you something back. Like... German candy."
"I don't want that."
"I can give you something else..." She said in a lusty tone. I grinned and nodded my head as the elevator doors opened up. "I'm not leaving for another month." She stepped in the lift first, pressing the 'L' button for lobby.
"I'll have to get my daily dose of Sonshine, then. Well, not tomorrow. I have a meeting with some investors at the club."
The elevator doors closed and we started our decent. "You always have some business meeting at your club. You never seem to have meetings at the Bank of America building." I'm starting to feel really bad about lying to her. I don't want the lies to come out. I pray that the lies don't come out.
"No, I do but they're usually in the evening when you're not with me."
"Oh…"
"I have to tell you something." She quirked a curious brow. "I really don't want you to go to Berlin with Michael."
"Okay well… let's talk about it in private… later when Louis picks me up from work. You can meet me at my apartment."
"Fine."
"Fine." She mocked.
"Good."
"Good." I kissed her quickly when the elevator doors opened and led her out to my car that she never gets tired of.
I pulled out my phone, dialing the persons number I hated the most and listening to it ring. The line trilled repeatedly six times before the man picked up and I responded.
"We have to talk."
"About what? We have a deal and I'm respecting it." He replied.
"Can you just meet me at my club? This is very important regarding both of our safety."
Scott chuckled deeply. "Fine. I'll be there in ten minutes."
I took the safety off of my gun and tucked it in the back of my pants, not bothering to fix my shirt over it since he knows damn well that I own one. Houston, Cameron, Louis and Grady stood around me, waiting for me to tell them what I was going to do. I didn't want Grady here in case something was to happen. I didn't want his daughter to grow up without a father. He refused to leave no matter my pleading.
"You're going to talk confront him about Michael?" Grady asked.
"Yes."
"Why now? You haven't spoken to him in two months."
I closed my eyes, starting to pace around because I was getting anxious. "I have to go through a few things with him." I don't expect there to be any violence between us. "If anything, it'll be over quick and fast."
And then like that, Houston was walking over to the back door of the building, letting Scott and five of his people walk up to me. I clenched my jaw and wrung my hands as he put his in his pants pocket.
"What is your relation to Michael Keese?"
"You're not even going to offer me a drink, Chad? Or a smoke?" He gave me a smug grin. "My relation to Michael Keese…" He drawled out.
"Yes, what is your relation to him? How is he affiliated with you?"
"He's a close friend of mine. It's really none of your business." I folded my arms, tilting my head to the side. He's not lying. "This is about your pretty girlfriend, isn't it?" Scott smiled, taking another step towards me.
"I want to add her to the agreement."
"And if I refuse?" He said, quirking a brow.
"She has nothing to do with you and me. An innocent bystander." I explained. I was getting angry because if she's involved in this, then I'm going to kill him.
"Sonny? Is that her name? Yeah, she'll be fine. I can't mess with her but I can't say the same about Mikey. He has a mind of his own."
"But you have some influence so tell him to back the fuck off." I quipped. He put his hands up in defense and smirked.
"I could tell him… but I won't. You see, we have this agreement between you and I but then you add this… woman… who is gorgeous by the way, I have seen her, and bam. You created this loophole... that... you can't get around."
"I will kill Michael if he touches her."
"That'll break the truce we have." He pointed out. "It's a lose-lose situation, Chad." I huffed out a breath of air. Sonny is like my kryptonite and it's really weakening me right now. "I'm not doing anything for you. Handle your shit yourself. Oh! And if something does happen and she gets him locked up…" Scott grinned darkly. "We're all going down together."
SONNY POV
I had on my silk robe, candles were lit my bra and panties were actually matching and I was ready for Chad to come over. He said he'd be here later on tonight and well… its night time and I'm exploding. I took all my make up off and brushed most of the curls out of my hair since he likes when I look natural rather than all done up. I had shaved, everywhere. My heart stopped when the doorbell rang. He's here! He's here! I took a deep breath and walked over to the door, unlocking it and pulling it open. Ugh, the disappointment.
"Michael, what are you doing here?" He smirked and pushed his way into my apartment.
"I've come to get the rest of my stuff before you... throw it down the incinerator." He mocked me. I closed the door behind him and sighed. "Why are the lights so dim?"
"I was expecting someone." I replied. I need him out before Chad comes over. "So, find your stuff and make it quick."
"Fine." He stated in a chuckle. "I wouldn't be here of you hadn't have kicked me out so fast."
"You cheated on me. Did you think I was going to let you stay here?"
He went into the bedroom and slowed down. "Who were you expecting?"
"Not you..." He turned his head to me and scoffed. Sitting on the edge of my bed, I folded my arms.
"Okay..." He drawled out. He went into the closet, moving clothes around to find he stuff I left in there. There was a long, awkward silence. I watched the cheater get his things out of his closet, trying to figure out why I fell in love with him. I was obviously delirious. "Are you going to have sex with him?"
"T-That's none of your business."
"Oh, so it's a yes." He snickered, turning around and quirking a brow. "Isn't that special?"
"Special." I repeated.
"That certainly isn't fair."
"Why do you care about what's fair or not?"
"Because I put up with you for months... and I get nothing. But this guy..." I stood up and put my hands on my hips. "...Comes along and you're ready to put out."
"It's none of your business." I spat out once again. "If you have everything, leave." I stormed out of my bedroom.
He yanked me back by my arm. "Why? I was having a conversation. What's his name?"
"Michael, stop acting like a child." I said angrily and yanked my arm away. "Leave."
"That isn't fair. You give it up to him and not me? I deserve something, don't I?" He replied darkly. "I mean, I made you happy. I did what you asked..." He stepped forward, backing me into a wall.
"S-So what? I didn't think you deserved it."
"I didn't deserve it, Sonny? But he does… some guy that you've been seeing for a day?"
He glared at me, pressing my body against the wall with his heavy hands. "Get off of me."
"Why?" He spat. "You're a fucking slut. A worthless slut."
"Get off of me…" I fought back, pushing at his chest and turning my head to the side. "Michael, stop it!" I felt the rip on the side of my robe and the air touch my skin. The tears prickled my eyes threatening to roll down my cheeks. "No! Get off!" I pushed him as hard as I could and slapped him. It echoed through my apartment, stunning him and me…
"You know what? Have sex with your fucking boyfriend but you'll regret hitting me."
"And I'll tell him how you tried to rape me." I spat back. "Get. Out."
"Tell him. He's not going to do shit to me." Michael grabbed his stuff from my bedroom and strode towards the door. "I'm not afraid of that motherfucker or his fucking gun."
Gun? I slammed the door behind him and leaned against it, blowing out a breath of air. Gun? Chad doesn't have a gun… does he? Twenty minutes went by before he showed up and when he did, I wasn't even in the mood for losing my virginity anymore. But he was. I had managed to be on top of him and he was ravishing my neck. I couldn't get into it because my head just kept saying gun. He was so happy to see me but I wasn't as excited to see him. What if he did have a gun? Why would he have one? Does he use it? There's so many questions that need to be answered. Now. I braced his shoulders, closing my eyes at the great feeling but refraining from making a sound.
"Chad…"
"Hm?" He breathed out on my skin.
"Do you have a gun?"
Chad froze, loosening his grip on me. "Where is this question coming from?"
"I-I was just asking…"
"You aren't just asking you have a motive." He took me off of his lap and set me down on the couch. "Where is this question coming from?"
"Is it a yes or a no?" I blurted out.
"I'm not answering until you tell me why you're asking the question."
"Michael came to get his crap."
"You let him in here." He growled angrily, moving away from me on the couch and shaking his head. "Why?"
"Because it's my apartment. Do you have a gun? Yes or no?"
"Why did you let him in here?" Chad got up, walking around like he was looking for something. It was confusing on why he was so worked up over nothing. It's not like I told him about the fight that Michael and I had. I watched him carefully. "Answer me, Sonny…" He sneered.
"Because he came to get his things, I wasn't going to turn him away." He's acting suspicious. Maybe he… "Chad, do you have a gun? Yes or no? Because Michael said he wasn't afraid of it…"
"Oh really? What else did he fucking say?" He snapped lowly.
"Why are you being so rude?"
"Because you let him in here…"
"That's not a reason to be rude. Do you have a-"
"No, I don't. I do not own a gun. Do not let him back in here, okay?"
"You can't order me around." I got on my knees on the couch and scrunched up my nose. "I'm a grown woman. I can do what I want."
"Not with him. I don't trust him. I'm not okay with you going to Berlin and I'm damn sure not okay with him being in here. Don't let him back in here, Sonny."
"Alright..." I muttered. "I won't."
"Good."
"Fine."
Why'd he get so worked up like that? I understand that he's my ex boyfriend and Chad isn't comfortable with him around me but he snapped at me like I committed a crime. He sunk down on the couch, running a hand over his face and grumbling obscenities… He looked so frustrated, so stressed out. "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to snap like that."
I fiddled with my thumbs, pushing over to him and resting a hand on his leg. He kissed near my ear softly, stroking the soft hair on my temple and giving me a small smile. I smiled back. "It's fine." Michael must really bother him.
A/N
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