Chapter 29

Anthony POV

listened to Megan heavy breathing as she slept, she was completely drained after five rounds of sex, I lay beside her in bed, cuddling her, so many things coming at me once, Stacey Jones, My father's spirit roaming around, my wedding is next week, being the mafia of Paris, the CEO of G.L.O.S.H, I just wanted to live a normal life, to be a husband and possibly even a dad, thinking about family made me realize, I never once pulled out, and we didn't even use condoms, but she was going to be my wife and one day the mother of my kids, whether now or later it's bound to happen anyway.

I found it rather strange how Stacey Jones has minimum information about her and it no older than a year old, her life before that seem nonexistent. I need to find this bitch and show her who run these mother fucking streets, of course, I am not going to kill her, but I might rough her up a bit.

I still don't understand what is the use of the power stones dad left me with, was it some source of energy, a key, a clue? I don't know but I needed to find Darb, I need those back.

I yawned finally feeling sleepy, I hugged Megan tighter until I did.

"Babe, please wake up,” I heard Megan whispering near my ears, "I made you breakfast."

I opened my eyes slowly, smiling at my beautiful wife to be, my bunch of lilies.

I sat up in bed, and she places the breakfast in my lap, inhaled her vanilla scent as she leaned over, it brought me peace and calmness.

"Thank you, wife,” I kissed Megan on the cheeks.

My breakfast consists of, French toast, scrambled eggs and bacon strips and fruit salad.

"You know babe, you're wife material, this is how I'm supposed to be treated", I chuckled.

She gave me a disapproving glance as I dug into my healthy breakfast.

She stood smirking at me, while I ate.

"Join me, love, come eat with me."

My throat felt dry like I was fighting to catch my breath, so I coughed and cleared my throat.

"You see... I rather not, Rhone,” my name rolled off her tongue with bitterness.

"What do u mean..." I covered my mouth has coughed, seeing blood in my palm as my body weaken, trying to stand from the bed, my feel wobbled, forcing me to the floor.

"You poisoned me?"

Megan laughed loudly, "Of course I did fool, how can you be so stupid, but would I want to be with a failure like you?"

I watched her as playfully twisted a little pocketknife around her finger, she kneeled beside me, my body ached all over, I felt the life leaving my body.

"Why?" I mumbled.

She yanked my hair, swinging my head backward, hold the knife's blade to my throat.

"Because you deserve to die Anthony, and by the way, Stacey Jones says hi,” she chuckled as she slashed my throat slowly, and I began to drown in my blood.

"Anthony! Anthony! Anthony!" Megan's distant voice was becoming clearer and louder.

I opened my eyes remembering that she slashed my throat, I sprung up and held on to the area, realizing there was no blood, a very puzzled Megan sat and observed me.

"Baby what's wrong?"

"It was all a dream,” I whispered to myself.

I slowly climbed back into bed beside Megan.

"It's okay babe, just a nightmare,” she nodded understanding I didn't want to talk about it.

It has been thirty minutes and I couldn't go back asleep, Megan was tired, so she fell asleep within minutes.

I twisted and turned to fight the urge to pee, but I tiptoed out of the room trying not to wake Megan, the house was dark, but I could see Natalie curled up in the living room on an air bed, I chuckled to my self knowing she probably didn't want to sleep on the couch since Megan and I did the nasty on it.

I turned the knob to the bathroom door, slightly leaving the door open, I didn't bother to turn on the lights, because I knew I'd get a headache right after, it was dark, but I wasn't a bad aimer and could see the toilet a little.

After I did number one, the bathroom suddenly closed, and hands trailed down my back and around my waist.

I chuckled, this woman couldn't get enough of me can she, “Megan, aren't you tired?” I was going to flick on the switch, but she pulled my hand away, maybe she didn’t want to wake Natalie.

She was placing small kisses over my chest, licking my abdomen, all the way down to my shaft.

She took my semi-hard dick in her hands and began to pump it hard.

"Fuck— Meg."

She sucked my dick with so much passion, this was the first Megan has given me a sloppy head, it was so good it felt like I was about to nut the next second.

I could barely see her in the dark, but I cupped her face and began to fuck her mouth, oh fucking god! This felt great, this was the first she deep throated my dick, and I must admit, this was the best head she has given me.

"Oh god, Meg...am close baby, I'm so fucking close baby.”

I came in her mouth and she kept sucking.

Fuck!

What has gotten into her tonight?

I looked over and decided to turn on the lights, at this moment I didn't care.

I looked down at her face, and pulled away in shock, I backed up against the wall watching her smiling, down on her knees, and my cum dripping from her lips.

"Natalie!" I shouted in a whisper, "What the hell you think you're doing?"