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Chapter 5
Avery's POV
"Look Dean, I don't know why you are even here, so if you would mind leave my fuckin' house." I told him
"Still playing the innocent card, huh? You know what Avery you need to stop playing this game here with me," he stepped to me a little too close to my liking "Because you're going to lose before you even get started."
"Maybe, I might but I won't lose without a fight."
"Fight? If you talking about a cat fight, then it's going to be so much easier. Darling…Do you forget who you are talking to. Like I said before you don't wanna go down this road with me." His voice was getting raspy and to be honest I was getting a little turned on by it.
"Can you just leave." I said impatiently
"Not now darling…were just getting starting." He jumped on my couch and put his shoes on my glass mini table.
"HEY! Get your fucking disgusting shoes off my table!"
"Sshuuhh." He put his fingers to his mouth and grab something out of his pocket. "You see Avery you are going to do something for me, you know a little entertainment if you say."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I was curious of what he was going to say next. He looked up at me and gave me the biggest smug look on his face.
"I thought you never asked. I have something that can probably ruined your fucking reputation if you don't follow what I tell you to do."
"And that is."
"You touching yourself in front of me." He said bluntly. My eyes widen.
"Hell NO!" I said
"Why not you did it before."
"That was different you ass hole! Not get the fuck out of my house!" I wanted him out even though it was tempting but he had nothing on me.
"Okay if you kick me out I just got to send everybody at your job." He said waving his phone
"What pictures…"
"Don't you remember toots, when you first fire the gun with that whole TV stunt. I had a friend hacked back into it and I download pictures from there and even a video." He winked at me
"YOU BASTARD!" I was about to slap him when stopped my hand and push me to the couch.
"Now sit down and be a nice little kitty." My noise flair up and I wanted to kick his ass so much. He went into my kitchen but I didn't bother to saying anything. "Beer? For such a sweet lady like yourself."
"Well, it's not for you so don't touch." I heard him opening my beer and I close my eyes taking a deep breath. He came back with a beer at hand and sat in front on my table.
"Bastard.."
"The more you say that the more I'm flattered by the comment," he sat the beer down and continued "Now show time."
***please forgive me if it's short. I usually have my brain creative at night. So you most likely have another chapter or 2 by midnight***