12th

TAMED

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Homewrecker Series. Part 5

Seduce and sabotage is said to be the mantra for people who are broken beyond repair.

“Have you considered writing about it, your trauma. Believe me Tanya you need to get it out of your system. We all have baggage’s . All we need to choose is how far do you want to carry it along” … I have been listening to this middle-aged lady go on for an hour now, my so called therapist. I’ve been getting therapy since I can remember.  She means well, but I could care less. Meanwhile its been a month since our vacation and Mr Kline has fair to be said ghosted me, a grown man acting like that, jeez. For now I am looking forward to a charity ball this evening that my parents attend annually. Being the only heir to their hollow kingdom I have to go as well. After all, might find a hunk to ride, or end up too drunk to drive.

As the evening settles, I slip into my silk gown that has a long slit on the left which highlights my legs and a plunging neckline which complements my slender waist. Not to toot my own horn but me in this gown is what every mans darkest desire looks like. It was blood red in shade and I paired it with black stilettoes and ruby earrings. Distracting myself as I tried my best to move on in life without Mr Kline, he invaded my thoughts every second. I had never been drained mentally by a man before. Maybe because I never cared for any of them. But that devil of a man, fuck !

The hall for the evening was beautifully decorated, everyone is in masks as that was the theme. I wear mine soon enough, it was black with a few feathers on the side . The first thing I do is march towards the bar. The sooner I go numb the longer I will last at this shit show. My parents start meeting every other fake couple they invited and I cant help but admire the façade. I giggle at it all, but suddenly I notice that my mom is waving for me to come over. I head there and she starts introducing me to a lady close to her own age.

“This is Tanya, my lovely daughter, Tanya this is Mrs. Kline she is attending with her husband who is… oh there he is” .. I spin my head so fast I almost looked stupid. There he was, the man himself. The reason I have lost my appetite, the reason I couldn’t fucking sleep. The Devil himself with arms wrapped around his dame, His WIFE. I just stood there stunned. I couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol or was it my heart racing that made me numb.

My mum nudged me for a reply, but what could I say. I muster up “Good evening Mr Kline, you have a lovely wife. Its so good to see you both this evening”. My heart had never felt heavier, it was clear he saw me just as another little girl to play with. His wife replied “Such a lovely young lady, your mum is lucky to have a charm all for herself, Don’t you think love?”. Mr Kline obliges “Yes indeed, it was lovely to meet you as well Tanya”.  A stranger, I was being treated like a fucking stranger. That’s right, he promised a fairy-tale, ghosted me all the while he went back home to please his dear loving wife.

He is going to regret this, he is never getting me back. A minute later when I am hardly back to my senses, I get a text message from an unknown number saying You look stunning as always, so good to see you my baby . The hell was that, who had my number. I look around to see who it could be and that’s when I was pulled over to the side near the back exit. It was so quick I hardly registered the movement.

The man who stood in front of me looked familiar. I read out his body. I notice his tattoos peaking out from his collar and sleeves. I was mesmerized. He looks around to see if we are alone and stares at me Have you missed me baby ? , its been a while and that’s when it registers. Its Him, the only guy I had ever let into my heart, the reason why I never believed in love ever again. It was Luca, the boy I grew up with, the man I wanted to end up with. Of course, that was before we had a fall out and after all those years. He now decides to enter my life all bulked up and tatted and act as all is normal.

I tried to bolt from his gaze “I don’t know what you want, and I’m leaving!” . I am grabbed and pushed against the wall. He wrapped his fingers around my nape and lifted my chin up by his thumb I know you are angry baby, let me explain myself, I know you missed me too, don’t fight it . I  have waited to see him for too long, I have cried too much. I had so many questions. I needed to push him away just like he did. But with me caged under his embrace and an ego already bruised by Mr Kline I was taken back to the time when Luca was all I could think of.

He knew my body by heart. He knew how to make me surrender. Afterall we learned everything we know about love with each other. I look back at him and whispered” “I didn’t miss you at all, its too late, you have lost Tanya forever”.

I could feel him get angrier and although it should’ve scared me, it didn’t. I was insanely hurt and defeated already and again way too turned on. He traced my bottom lip with his caroused thumb and instinctively I closed my eyes , next thing I know he dived in for a kiss. When he noticed I am not hesitant, he deepened it. He pulled up my thigh through the slit of my dress and wrapped it around him . he traced his palm right up to my hips and I knew I caught him by surprise. As clearly, I wasn’t wearing anything under my gown. I could feel his smirk on our kiss as he mumbled Always been feisty haven’t you ? that’s the reason I cant let you go Tanya our breaths were getting heavier, I for the first time in months was not thinking about Mr Kline. Out of sight , out of mind they say.

Luca had his pants at his ankles, and I was least bothered that both our parents were probably on the floor below us. I needed to feel Luca inside me, I wanted him back. It was as if he read my mind and within moments, we were one. He had his eyes fixed on me, I never understood why men had to observe you like that. Maybe that’s when we look the most vulnerable. There was no comparison between Luca and Mr Kline. Luca had his youth and Mr Kline had his experience. They both did have one thing in common, Me. Their ultimate weakness.

Luca carried off my other leg too and the aggression was so very welcomed. I cant deny that the wall was definitely going to leave marks but right now all I wanted was him to have his way. I had my palms pushed against his chest to get some balance.  I had already reached my high but he wasn’t going to stop, my head slumped on his neck and he immediately put me back down and turned me around We are not done yet baby, buckle up and keep it low, we wouldn’t want someone to hear you now would we?  He fixed my palms right under his and embraced me tightly. With my face turnt and planted on the wall and back arched , I am sure he was enjoying the view. And like the silly little girl with no self control I waited for him to make us reach our ecstasy again. If I was a tree log this ungodly man sure wood look like a wood pecker.

Humor and sweat aside, I was astonished how long  we were in that corridor. He wiped his forehead against my shoulder and made me face him while he adjusted my gown and buckled himself up Do you think Tanya is still lost, or did I just help you find her again he claims with that signature smirk on his face. I was in pure bliss, and also speechless. Before I could reply we heard footsteps approaching us.

“Just turn right and it should be on the end of the corridor sir” a butler was directing someone and me and Luca tried to act on it but low and behold guess who turns around the corner. None other than the Devil himself.

He stopped in his tracks and it didn’t take him long to understand I had just been railed. But, to my surprise he had his eyes fixed at Luca and vice versa.

Wait a second, what was going on, I didn’t like this situation . “Its good to see you here Luca” Mr Kline speaks up but Luca didn’t look pleased. No way, they know each other! What have I got myself into ….. the shit just hit the fan and what can I say. Some love stories are just not meant to be Tamed. 

<< To be continued >>

-Penned by : DesiG

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