Chapter 39

TWO WEEKS LATER

(The news of Sandy and Keir dating is already on different news channels; in order for Keir not to shut down their station, they are claiming it is just possible rumors.)

(Sandy and Keir have been going on a lot of dates, which is not usually Keir's style, but in order to please Sandy and build their relationship stronger, they have had dinner dates, dates in the park privately, and dates in a restaurant.)

"What's this?" Sandy asked as Keir took her left hand, placing a ring on her third finger. He brought the hand to his lips and placed a kiss there. It was obvious he wasn't proposing because he didn't even say anything or give any hint about that.

"A promise ring," Keir smiled. He wanted Sandy to know that she was now his woman, and even if sometimes it seemed like he was not giving her his full attention because Octavia was always in his fucking mind, he cared about her a lot and was willing to build whatever they had right here.

"Really?" Sandy smiled.

MEANWHILE,

Atlas and Octavia had been doing a lot of foreplay; it wasn't Atlas style to not have his dick in a woman's pussy, but the day they got to that point, he noticed Octavia wasn't having any of it. She seemed cool and down with it, but he feared something else was bothering her, and he wasn't planning on fucking her while she pictured him as someone else because her mind was clouded with different thoughts that she didn't want to share with him.

He enjoyed what they were doing right now; she was good at sucking him hard; she was really good at kissing; she knew just what to do; and those breasts of hers were so big and full. He enjoyed sucking her breast, licking her off, and fingering her while he listened to her moan and cum afterward.

"Are you sure?" Atlas asked as Octavia pulled his pants down, climbing on the bed quickly and pulling off her pants as she opened her legs, inviting him in. They did just finish their usual foreplay, so he wasn't expecting them to go all the way.

"Scared?" she teased as Atlas got on the bed. He stroked his manhood a bit before placing it into her pussycat slowly till he had it all in. He heard a moan escape Octavia's lips as she smiled at him. She hugged him closer, moving her hips alongside him as he felt her wetness on his dick.

She was so fucking wet, and she knew just how to fuck—not that he had pictured her just lying on the bed like a log of wood, but she was doing so well.

He felt himself cumming. Why so soon? This wasn't good; this is the first time they are going to fuck, and he is not going to be able to stay longer. To show her he could satisfy her as much as possible.

He grabbed the sheets in his hand as he rolled to the side of the bed, releasing himself as he heard Octavia laughing. Wasn't she mad at him?

"Don't tell me you haven't had sex in a while," Octavia laughed, watching Atlas breathe in and out.

It was true that he had not had sex in a very long while, and that was because he was very selective when it came to women; he didn't find pleasure in just sleeping with random women because he was horny. He would rather masturbate than do that.

"I am sorry," he apologized.

"For what? I think it was lovely watching you finish," Octavia smiled. It was the first time she was with Atlas without thinking of Keir. Well, she was thinking about him now, but not like when they were fucking, and that was a good sign that she was probably getting over him.

"Yeah, is there something you want to tell me about Keir?" Atlas asked. "I have been meaning to ask."

Keir? Octavia suddenly felt her heart racing even though she had a smile on her face. Did Atlas know about her and Keir's friends with benefit deal? Did he go ahead and do a background check on her and find out about it?

"What do you mean?"

"Someone called to inform me that they got interviewed about Sandy, and I remember correctly that you asked about Sandy on our first date," Atlas said.

"I am only worried about Keir; I just needed to be sure Sandy was not trying to use him for his money," Octavia explained. That was one of the reasons, and the other part was the fact that she was jealous of Sandy and wanted her out of the way so she and Keir could go back to the way they were.

"Keir can handle himself; I don't want you having to go through such lengths that is dangerous," Atlas pleaded. The entertainment industry was scary; you would think you were safe until someone was raping you in their office and getting away with it.

It was pure luck that the person had called him about a brand deal, and one conversation led to another, and they were talking about his date with Octavia, and Octavia questioned him about Sandy.

He knew Octavia wasn't interested in the person; he was clearly not her type of guy. It was Sandy she was interested in, which meant a lot of things to him. Either she was worried about Keir, or she was fucking Keir and was jealous.

He could tell she was lying to him right now, and he wasn't pleased.

Ring!

"Sorry," Octavia apologized. Rolling on the bed to get her phone from her bag, she unzipped her bag and reached out for her phone, removing it and checking the caller ID.

June.

Why was June calling her? She had cancelled all her schedules for today because she didn't want to ruin her day with Atlas by getting different calls on her phone.

"June," Octavia said, picking up the call.

"Rue is dead."