"Perfectly fine son, merry Xmas Victoria-Lynn." She kissed her cheeks.
"We'll be right back." I took her hand and led her up to my room. When I opened the door there was a soft whining coming from the corner of the room. Of course she zeroed in on that shit.
"Is that?"
"Merry Xmas baby." She squealed and barely spared me a hug before running to her gift.
I'd gotten her a Pomeranian. I knew how much she'd always wanted one, I didn't see the fascination but what the hell do I know. It looked like a rat with hair to me but she squealed and carried on like I'd given her some extravagant gift.
"Roman are those...tell me these are crystals or zircons."
"Nope."
"Are you insane, you can't put diamonds on a dog, good Lord."
I just shrugged at her, what the hell, the research said that's what the 'It 'people did, so that's what the fuck I did. I 'd gotten the idea from one of her girlie magazines that she'd left lying around here months ago.
I know she was saying that shit but she was secretly thrilled with the pink diamonds. Besides they weren't that big, who the fuck cared?
"Do you like it or not?"
"I love it thank you, how did you know?"
"Vicki you've only been dropping hints about this shit for the last half a year."
"I didn't think you noticed."
"What kinda guy would I be if I didn't notice when my girl was dropping hints all over the place? Put it here." She kissed my lips as I picked her up dog and all, the little shit yipped at me.
"Watch it fur ball before I take you to the pound."
"Roman, don't tell her that you'll scare her." I rolled my eyes. I'd forgotten my girl's quirkiness.
"Sweet cheeks she's a dog I'm not sure she understands what I'm saying."
"Well just in case." She mimed locking her lips.
I kissed her again and put her back down.
"I'm going downstairs, you coming?"
"Can I bring Tinkerbell?"
"That's her name? Geez what kind of froufrou shit name is that for a dog?"
"Uh, she's a girly girl, she has to have a girly name, besides you're the one who bought her diamonds."
"Right, it's my fault you're gonna give the poor dog a complex with that pansy ass name."
"Your daddy's silly."
Damn right I'm the daddy. Shit now I was happy to be the father of a fucking dog. Women made men stupid, I'm convinced.
"Whatever let's go, bring Tinks’ carrier if you want or she'll probably tear the place apart. I have all her stuff in the closet to go through later."
"What kinda stuff?"
"Just stuff that every dog needs." Okay so I might've gone overboard with the dog stuff so sue me.
"Okay." She followed me out the door with her new pet in hand.
Downstairs the others had stirred. Dad and Petra were like two little kids shaking shit under the tree to see if they could guess what it was. Every year it's the same thing with these two. My older brother Julius and his bitch girlfriend Melanie weren't here this year thank shit. They were visiting her family who lived in Italy of all places, for the season. I'll miss my bro, but couldn't say I was sad to see the bitch queen go.
"Mom. Dad's shaking stuff again!" I told on his ass.
"Snitch!" He rubbed the top of my head like I was six, making the girls laugh and Tinks yip her ass off.
"Thaddeus get in here and leave that stuff alone. We'll open gifts early this year, right after brunch."
"Brunch, but I 'm hungry now, whatever happened to breakfast?" I grouched on the way to the kitchen.
"You be quiet and put on this apron..."
She got cut off which could only mean one thing; he was kissing the hell out of her. My parents did that a lot, nasty.
We spent the morning playing with the dog. Well, the girls spent the morning playing with the dog I watched them from my place on the couch, while mom and dad cooked away in the kitchen. Mom has this thing about preparing holiday meals on her own, whatever works. Us kids usually had KP duty at the end of the day to make up for it. Vicki seemed happy enough, she loved that stupid dog I could tell. Then again knowing her penchant for dogs...geez dude it's Xmas give it a rest. For just one day give it a rest, don't let that douche destroy today too.
Dinner was amazing as always. We were all stuffed to the gills and since mom had pulled a fast one we didn't end up opening gifts until afterwards. The blinking lights on the tree, which had been off all day until now had Tinks in a tizzy. When giftwrap paper was discarded she was in dog heaven. I just shook my head my kid was not too bright.
Vicki oohed and ached over her gifts, she got some kind of fancy ass watch from mom, a date just, whatever the fuck that is. It was pretty though, had some sort of flowers and shit made out of diamonds on the gold strap.
Dad gave her a new Birkin bag, correction, mom got her a bag and stuck dad's name on it. I'm sure my old man didn't know the first thing about these things.
"Lame dad, you know mom totally picked that stuff." I teased him out of earshot of the others.
"Dude I totally chose those out of a magazine, I even chose the colors, each of the girls got one this year."
"What, bargain basement shopping, two for one?"
"You're an idiot."
"Takes one old man."
"Natalia, your son is picking on me again."
"Roman leave your dad alone, you know how he gets at Xmas, he's worst than a toddler. And Thaddeus please stop whining."
"Hey, he started it." My dad is a real tool.
I was enjoying the easiness of the day. For the first time in what felt like months I could relax, I didn't feel the need to be on alert. My girl was happy as fuck and she hadn't even gotten all my gifts yet. I think she thought Tinks was her only gift this year.
The women raked it in this year like they did every year. Dad and I got mom and Petra tennis bracelets from Cartier with dinner rings, whatever the fuck that meant. The sales lady told us that they matched or some such shit.
Dad got new equipment for his home-clinic as we liked to call it. It was his own personal lab, which he'd set up for us to do research. Mom said we could do it as long as we didn't burn her house down.
I got a new Land Rover to go with my Ducati and Aston, sweet.
After things quieted down and my new offspring had tired herself out we headed back upstairs.
"Here Roman, these are for you." She was always shy when giving me gifts because she thought they weren't as extravagant as the ones my family gave. I've tried explaining to her that that's just the way we are, we see something, we like it we get it. With the kind of money we had floating around we could have Xmas everyday and still not run through it all.
I opened my gifts all excited and shit, because what she failed to understand was that when it came from her it really was the thought that count for me. She got me some new kickass Ray Bans and a new Mariners hat, white with tiny blue stripes, sweet.
"Hey this is great baby thank you, I love them." She blushed and hung her head.
"Now you."
"What? I thought Tinks was my gift." Yeah like I'd give my girl a dog for Xmas and nothing else.
"Come ‘ere and open these." I had three boxes for her.
"These two are for everyday wear nothing too extravagant I promise, you can wear it to school and shit. " She opened the first box and went goo goo over the silver Tiffany toggle necklace, that's what it was called I think. In the other box was the matching bracelet. She put them on right away. I don't know how well they would go with her new Rolex, freaking mom had to show me up.
The last box held her set from Cartier, a tennis bracelet just like mom and Petra’s. Only her diamonds were in the shape of flowers, her dinner ring too was one big flower shaped entirely out of diamonds and the necklace to match.
"Oh Roman these are amazing, thank you."
"Why the fuck are you crying?" I pulled her onto my lap rocking her back and forth. She
sniffled into my neck. I hated to fucking see her cry. I don't care if they were happy tears or not, I didn't trust that shit, I hated tears on her face. I tapped her ass gently.
" Cut it out sweet cheeks. Go clean your face we have to go take that plate to the station for your dad."
"Okay, be right back." She kissed me, well pecked was more like it before scurrying off to the bathroom.
We left the dog with mom and Petra and headed out in my new jeep. I think this is what I'd get her to drive, a matching one. His and Hers and maybe with some custom plates, sweet.
When we got to the station I almost lost my shit. What the fuck was he doing here? Couldn't I just enjoy one day without this motherfucker fucking it up? Vicki tensed like a springboard next to me and didn't move to get out of the car.
"Let's go." I got out and walked around to her side to let her out. She had her head down like she was hiding or some shit.
"Head up Victoria-Lynn." I ordered her, just like that my good mood was erased all the laughter and fun of the day was just sucked right out of me.
I kept my hand on her elbow as we headed up the stairs. The dog pulled away from the side of the building and made as if to approach her. I kept my mouth shut long enough to see what she would do.
"Vicki. Vicki." He called her name but she kept looking ahead not acknowledging his presence. Okay so far do good. Then the asswad reached out as if to touch her and I really lost it.
My fist was in his face before I knew I was going to do it. I didn't just stop there either I just kept pounding away on his fucking head. There was a ringing in my ears and a veil over my eyes. I didn't see or hear shit, just felt. I think Vicki was screaming for me to stop but I can't be sure.
Next thing I knew the sheriff and one of his deputies were there holding us apart. I guess the mutt had gotten in a few because my ribs hurt, but I'm declaring myself the winner because his shit was kinds a fucked up.
"What the hell is going on out here?" I ignored the Sheriff and focused on the douche. "Don't put your fucking hands on her again, next time you won't get off so lucky. Here you go sheriff." I took the package mom had packed from Vicki's hands that were shaking like fuck and gave it to him before turning and walking away.
"Vicki?" Her father called out to her.
"It's okay dad, I'll see you at home later."
No she won't. It was going to take a lot to calm me the fuck down, and I knew no better place to work off this energy than between her legs.
Chapter 12
ROMAN
I was fucking fuming on the way home. Rationally I knew this wasn't really her fault, but a part of me still fucking blamed her. I told her in the beginning; I fucking told her that guy was after more than friendship, but did she listen? Fuck no. Now I had to deal with this shit.
I pulled off onto a dirt road about ten minutes from home. I didn't even turn off the jeep, just jumped out, opened her door, pulled her the fuck out and pushed her against the hood face down. I fought with the zipper on her jeans until I got them opened, I pulled them down to her knees and pushed them the rest of the way with my foot.
I didn't take my pants off, just opened up, took my dick out and went to work. She was barely ready for me. I hadn't taken the time to prep her, but by stroke three she was with me. I grunted like a fucking beast as I pounded out my frustration on her pussy. One hand held her head down while the other used her hip to pull her back and forth, she was keening and trying to climb the hood but she wasn't getting away.
"Stay right the fuck there." I growled at her ass. I knew I was hurting her I wanted to fucking hurt her. It's her fault I was feeling this way, she could fucking deal.
"Please Roman I'm sorry, please."
"Shut, The Fuck, Up." I kept pounding away, my thrusts racing against the anger in my head and the pain in my heart. I came so fucking hard I went blind. I didn't give a fuck if she came or not, I was back to being mad as fuck.
Don't fucking judge me. You try dealing with this fuckery. One day you're happy as fuck, all's right in your world and then you come upon your significant other in a clinch with someone else, out in the open no less for the whole fucking world to see.
"Stop crying Vicki, you know I didn't really fucking hurt you, I've fucked you harder than that on a good day."
"Yes but you weren't using it as punishment then." She wiped her face.
"What the fuck do you expect? If you hadn't encouraged this shit he wouldn't think it's okay to put his fucking hands on you in front of me."
"I didn't..."
"Yes you fucking did." I yelled at her as I fixed my clothes, and she was slowly putting her clothes back in order.
"Every time I told you about that guy you played me with that friends bullshit. I'm a guy I know the fucking signs, you're supposed to be my fucking woman, but when it came to your relationship with him I had no say, you called the shots and look where that got us. Now you want me to go back to that? Fuck that, I'm through being your fucking chump."
"You're not..."
"Shut the fuck up. You know that's exactly what you took me for. That's why you strung me along for two fucking months while you ran around with him while freezing me the fuck out. I'm not your bitch Victoria-Lynn and no one fucks me if there's any fucking to be done I'll do the fucking. Now get in the fucking car." She had the good sense to shut the hell up and get in the car.
"Do you want me to take you home or are you coming home with me?"
"Home with you."
"Good, and none of that sulking shit, I told you how it was gonna be deal with it."
"But Roman you can't keep getting this angry about the same thing all the time. When are you gonna get over it? Am I gonna pay for one stupid mistake for the rest of my life?"
"Did you just tell me to get over it?"
"No, I asked how long before you get over it? That's not the same thing."
"Well Victoria-Lynn you might not have to pay for it for the rest of your life, but you will pay for it for as long as it takes me to get over the sight of YOU FUCKING KISSING HIM WITH HIS HANDS ON YOUR MOTHERFUCKING ASS."
I think she got the picture now.
Chapter 13
ROMAN
I was fucking furious when we got home. I barely said two words when we went through the doors. I think I heard my father mutter an' uh oh what happened now?' I didn't stop to find out, just got the fucking dog and took both of them upstairs.
"You're spoiling your family's Christmas."
"Yeah! Well mine is totally fucked." I threw my new hat on the bed.
"Am I sleeping on the bed because if I'm not then I'll just have Petra take me home." Oh she wanted to play? Okay I like that shit.
"Try it."
"Stop threatening me and stop being an asshole, I'm here aren't I? If you’re gonna stay angry all the time I might as well not be here." I walked over to where she was hovering near the door. After slamming that shit shut I backed her up to the wall with my hand around her fucking throat.
“Who the fuck are you talking to?” She swallowed and wrapped her hands around mine.
“Do you think this is a fucking joke? Do you think because I love you that I’m soft, stupid or both? Answer me when I’m fucking talking to you.” You need to calm the fuck down Blair, just walk away before you do something stupid. Shut the fuck up I’m not gonna hurt her, not really anyway. “I can’t talk with your hand around my neck.”
Shit. I dropped my hand but stayed in front of her. “I don’t think it’s a joke I just think you’re blowing things out of proportion.” I slammed my fist into the wall and stepped away. She still didn’t get it; what the fuck?
"You weren't saying that shit when you ignored my ass for two fucking months over something that never happened."
"Not that again. Stop beating a dead horse." She walked over and plopped down on my bed.
"Get the fuck off my bed."
"No." She fucking igged me.
"Victoria-Lynn I 'm not playing with you
."
"Come and make me." Oh she wanted to play.
“And what about you kissing that skank Tiffany?"
“We weren't together so that shit has nothing to do with you."
"You're an ass."
"Watch your mouth."
She kissed her teeth at me, what was I going to do with this girl? She doesn't listen for shit. I knew that passive shit wasn't going to last too long, she’s always been stubborn as fuck.
I pulled on her feet to pull her off the bed and she kicked me. So I jumped her and squished her body under mine. She tried fighting me off but I trapped both her legs with mine and held her hands over her head.
"What now hot shot?" She tried to head butt my ass.
"I see you didn't learn your lesson." I flipped her over on the bed.
"Don't you dare, I'll scream the house down"
"Go ahead I don't care. If you want every one to know you're getting your ass spanked go ahead and scream."
"Roman I'm warning you."
I ignored her and brought my hand down on her jean clad ass. Hard. She screamed and squirmed. I gave her a few more good smacks and then climbed off her.
She wiggled that shit at me, see, no respect at all.
"Kiss it and make it better." I got right on that.
Thank heavens the dog slept through the whole thing; Vicki was a freak. I think my punishment backfired on me though cause she wore my ass out.
Chapter 14
Victoria-Lynn
I think Roman lost his damn mind, seriously. I've never seen anything like it. The man went from knight in shining armor, to psycho asshole, all because of one stupid kiss. What would he do if he knew half the shit Timothy used to say?
See that's why I put up with his shit to a point, because I feel some guilt over that. He was right about Timothy wanting more, but I thought as long as I didn't that it would be okay. I thought I could handle the situation it isn't like I was trying to juggle two guys at once or anything.
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