"Negan, you're squeezing my hand too tightly!" You hiss out in pain once you guys reach his office.
"Sorry, I didn't realize." He grumbles in apology.
Fuuuck...! What the fuck!" Negan grabs at his hair, screaming out loudly.
"Baby calm down." You pull his hand down, attempting to soothe him.
"How the fuck am I supposed to calm down, did you not just see that shitstorm in there." Negan responds in frustration.
"I did yeah, but working yourself up like this is of no use." You remark.
"You're not leaving my side at any time up until I say so, you got it." Negan states with a crazy like look in his eyes.
"Yeah, sure, I know its my job to watch your back until we find out what happened." You shruggingly reply.
"No, you don't get it; someone obviously killed them to get at me and you're the only thing left that can be used to do so now, everyone knows we're involved and they'll come for you next." Negan hisses out in frustration.
"Oh, I can take care of myself. I've never needed protection before; I mean, I basically trained half of the soldiers here, so why would I need it now." You try and shrug off Negan's demands.
"Y/N! You will not leave my presence at any time and that's an order, do you understand me." Negan insists, grabbing hold of your chin to make you look him in the eyes.
"Yes, sir!" You obediently reply to his command.
"God! You're fucking hot when you do that." Negan raspingly groans out, his mood suddenly changed.
You smirkingly stare up into his eyes as he is lips suddenly captures yours in a hard kiss , while he hastily backs you up towards the couch as you tear at each other's clothes.
Negan was kneeling over you on the couch; his hand slowly caressing over his cock while staring at you with lustful eyes.
Spreading your legs wider, Negan lowers down in over you; slamming himself into your body with a hard thrust, causing you to gasp out at the forcefulness behind it.
"Fuck! I don't know how you still stay this tight with how big my dick is." Negan grunts out against your neck and begins a fast thrusting pace in and out of you.
Negan seemed like a man possessed as he aggressively pounds into you over and over again, while you breathlessly cling to him; the couch squeaking in protest with how hard his thrusts were.
"Fuck! You're close, aren't you." Negan grunts out over the loud smacking sounds your bodies were making as his hip continuously thrust up into yours; when all you could manage was to moaningly nod your head in agreement.
"Shit! Fuuuuck...!" Negan groans as his release erupts deep inside of you, triggering you to cry out as your own hits you.
Negan was still laying on top of you; the both of you struggling to catch your breaths, when suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Boss, its Simon!" Simon announces from behind the door.
"Just give me a minute Si!" Negan yells back in reply, pulling himself out from you; allowing the both of you to get dressed.
"So, what do you have for me, Simon?" Negan enquires when Simon enters the office.
"Well, according to the doc; it looks like they all had been poisoned, his not sure how or with what, but that's all he could figure out." Simon informs us.
"Ok, tell them to burn the bodies and next on the agenda is to find out who this fucker behind it is and why." Negan barks out the orders at him.
""Sure, thing Boss. Uhm, there's something Dwight needs to show you about today's shipment." Simon nervously stammers, looking at you kinda weirdly.
"Doll, come on, let's go." Negan orders you.
"Actually, I'm kinda tired and was hoping to jump into a shower, why don't you guys go head." You reply.
""Alright, but you're going to my room to do so, with a guard outside the room." Negan insists.
You were about to protest to the guard, till you saw the look Negan shot you.
"Yes, Sir." You grumble out in reply.
Shooting you a dimpled smile, Negan winks at you and leaves with Simon.
Negan was about to make his way towards the direction of loading bay, when Simon paused him in his tracks.
"Err... actually Boss Dwight is waiting in his room for us." Simon stammers out.
"Why the fuck does he want to see me in there?" Negan barks out with a raised brow.
"I think its best if he explains it to you." Simon nervously replies as they make their way to Dwight's room.
"D, Simon says ya wanna see me about some shit to do with the shipment." Negan remark entering Dwight's room.
"Boss, I think you should have a seat before I tell you what I'm about to say." Dwight lets out a nervous breath.
"Is the shipment that fucked up?" Negan looks at Dwight, confusion written over his face as he takes a seat.
"Actually, there's no shipment problem; the reason I needed to speak to you is because I found out who was behind killing the Wives." Dwight informs him.
"Good, now who the fuck was it, so I can introduce them to Lucille." Negan comments.
"The person behind the killing of the Wives was Y/N." Dwight calmly states.
"What?! No! You're fucking wrong, it can't be her!" Negan yells out in annoyance at him.
"I'm sorry but its true Sir; she was the last one seen entering their room by the guard that was on duty, she had a bottle of wine with her." Dwight informs Negan.
"That doesn't prove anything!" Negan comments in rebuttal.
"She and the Wives hate each other, Boss; so why would she all over a sudden decide to pay them a visit now, when she's never done so in the past." Dwight counter responds.
Negan hisses out the order, glaring at both Simon and Dwight.
Coming out the bathroom after having had your shower; you're surprised to find Negan sitting at the edge of his bed, staring down at the ground deep in thought.
"You're back sooner than I thought you would be, so is everything settled them?" You remark, stepping closer to him.
The smile on your face immediately disappears once you notice the look of pure anger on Negan's face when he raises his head to look at you.
"Why?" He comments.
"Why, what?" You look at him confused.
"Don't fuck with me Y/N! Why the fuck did you kill them?!" Negan yells at you, his face red with anger.
"I don't know what you're talking about Negan." You stammer in responds.
"Dwight told me it was you that killed them." Negan hisses out at you.
"Dwight is a fucking liar, his only doing this because I called him out on his bullshit story about finding Sherry dead." You calmly replay.
"Yeah, well the guard outside their room places you as the last person to have seen them alive and you were seen going in there with a bottle of wine." Negan growls out, jumping up from the bed to tower over you.
"That's... that's not true." You nervously stammer, realizing you were cornered with the truth.
"Stop fucking lying to me Y/N!" Negan screams at you, grabbing a tight hold of your face to make you look into his eyes.
"Alright! Yes! It was me; I fucking killed them, they deserved it!" You tearfully cry out, trying to pull away from his tight hold on your face.
"Why?!" Negan screams at you.
"I... I can't tell you why I did it." You reply, tears streaming down your cheeks.
Negan release your face with a loud frustrated growl, stepping away from you and makes his way towards the door.
"You, come here! I want you to take Y/N to a cell and lock her in there until I say further." He barks out the order at the guard stationed outside the door, a look of pure disgust written over is face as he looks at you.