The pet

“You can close your eyes to things you don’t want to see but you can’t close your heart to things you don’t want to feel.”

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For her it seemed that their bodies were moving in slow motion, every moment was a perfect one. Her prey was right where she wanted him to be, the night was going as planned. Rafael proposed and Melissa said yes and the man that posed a threat to him would soon be taken down. But Rafael couldn’t figure out for the life of him why he felt uneasy.

Well he could, he just didn’t want to admit that he hated the way Mercy grinned against other men, and he hated that he couldn’t get the image of her grinding her perfect ass against his new found erection instead of those horny bastards. ‘says the horny bastard’ Rafa thought.

Melissa let out a seductive chuckle. “I barely touched you baby and you’re hard already?” she asks. He thought about telling her, it was not for her, lord knows he wanted to but he knew that Mercy wasn’t going to get him off or that that conversation would go over well, he could practically feel the sting of the slap he’d get telling his fiancee that the very hard on pressed against her stomach was not for her but her sister.

“Always.”

“What do you say we get rid of it?” Rafael hated the thought of taking his eyes off Mercy but hated watching, so he did the only thing he thought was right, he grabbed her hand and lead her to the nearest bathroom.

Mercy’s heart sank to her feet the moment Rafael grab her sister’s hand, she hated the feeling and she knew the best way to get rid of it. Two birds, one stone. She downed her whiskey like water and approach the infamous Maxamillion Winchester. “Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” he gawked at the small girl in front of him commanding his attention with her seductive little dress and her lovely legs.

“On a scale of one to ten, how big would you say your dick is?” Max roared in laughter, he didn’t have to buy her a drink and get her to talk to know that he liked her. He just had to get her into bed with him, hopefully, she wasn’t a tease.

“Ten being the best?” she nodded, he grinned and lean forward to whisper in her ear. “How about you see for yourself.” he was challenging her. Challenge accepted, she thought. Mercy looked him dead in the eyes and grabbed his crotch.

“My place or yours?”

Well if Melissa didn’t know that Rafael’s previous excitement wasn’t for her she sure as hell knew now. The second Melissa dropped to her knees, grabbed his cock and looked up at him through her thin lashes his dick dropped. He couldn’t get Mercy out of his fucking head which was weird because she had been at his side for years. Sure he had always been a little protective of her but that was it. Why now? he thought. “Did I do something wrong?” Melissa asks worriedly.

“No.. I- I’m just thinking too much,” Rafael replies. “Get up. I want to see if Mercy killed that bastard so we can go home.” Where she won’t be grinning her ass on strangers, he wanted to add but didn’t. When they exited the bathroom Rafael searched the crowd for her, a deep panic set throughout his body when he didn’t spot her anywhere. “Ethan, where the fuck is Mercy?!” he growled through his earpiece

“S-she left with Mr. Wenchester, s-sir.”

“There we have it, let’s g-” Rafael pulled out his phone dialing Mercy number. After a few rings, it went to voicemail. Fury in his eyes, Rafael looked around for Ethan when he finally spotted him he was practically killing him with his eyes. “Find her. NOW!”

“You are exquisite.” Mercy heard him groan as her dress pooled at her feet.

“I thought I told you to shut up.”

“I’m not good at following rules obviously you aren’t either. I’m sure Rafa wouldn’t be too happy knowing you’re about to be fucked by the guy he hates,” he smirks as Mercy makes her way towards him. When she’s close enough he grabs her by her wrist yanking her onto the bed so that she laid flat on her back then hovered over her looking her deep in the eyes, he loved how not once did she look away. “Maybe that’s why you’re here.” Mercy wrapped her legs around his waist bringing him closer to her so much so that cock brushed up against her core, she bit her lip letting out a moan.

“I’m here because you’re not that bad looking and you have a nice sized dick.” he let out a chuckle.

“You’re not so bad looking yourself.”

“I thought I was exquisite.”

“You are, baby.”

“Rafa, Mercy is a big girl she can take care of herself,” Melissa says feeling slightly irritated, all night he had been trying to find her sister and all she wanted to do was go to bed but Rafa insisted on finding her. “We’re going home.”

“You go I’m going to-”

“Going to what, Rafa?! She’s probably getting laid or- or having fun like most people her age,” she shouted. That’s exactly what he didn’t want and why he had to find her. “We’re going home. The both of us.” she grabs him by the wrist tugging him towards the car and reluctantly he follows.

Rafael had always been protective over Mercy but somehow to Melissa this time seemed a little bit different. He almost seemed.... Jealous when Ethan told him she’d left with Max. No, he couldn’t be he loved her maybe she was just reading too much into it.

When they arrived home, they found Mercy’s black Harley Davidson parked carelessly in the driveway. Rafael quickly opened Melissa’s door before heading inside to find a frantic looking Mercy. “What happened?” he asks. But Mercy was too angry to hear anything, all she saw was red.

“Mercy?” Melissa had never seen her so angry. She was never angry. Sad, yes. Sarcastic, yes. psychotic, yes. But never angry, never this angry. “Mercy, what happened?” Mercy’s cell phone chimed on her desk and quickly she grabbed it and answers.

“I’ll tell you two people that escaped death by my hands, my father who died of cancer before I could get to him and the man that I protect for a living. When I find you, I promise you I’ll have my fun.” Mercy says into the phone before slamming it onto the desk.

“He escaped?!”

“It’s being handled.”

“It should have already been handled. You were with him for four hours-”

“I said it’s being handled.”

“It better.” Rafa didn’t even want to think about what they could have been doing for four hours if she hadn’t killed him yet.

- - -

Stupid!

Stupid!

Stupid!

She should have known better than to trust him- then to sleep with him, she’d let Rafa get to her too much and it’d lead to poor judgment. Never again she thought. Never again would she allow herself to be so.... Weak.

After scrubbing herself raw in the shower for an hour and thinking through the conversation they’d had, Mercy got out and got dressed. She wasn’t surprised to find Rafael sitting on her bed when she emerged from the bathroom, she expected it. “What the fuck happened today?”

“Trust me it won’t happen again.” Mercy stood in an awkward silence as Rafael stared her down, she knew better than to break eye contact. He was angry and he had a right to be. Quickly she searched his face, he wanted to ask her something but was hesitant to.

“Did you.... Did you sleep... With him?”

“Sir-”

“I asked you a fucking question, Mercy.”

“Y-yes.” his expression was emotionless. Was he mad that she had slept with him?

“Mercy, this can’t happen again.”

“I know.” She hated being scolded like a child and she hated that she’d let Rafael down she would make sure that it never happened again. “Rafael?”

“What, Mercy?”

“I- I think it would be best if I lived outside the estate,” he was about to argue when she interrupted. “I’d check the perimeter before I leave everyday and I’ll set up cameras-”

“It seems like you thought this through. I’m sorry to inform you that my answer is no.” he slammed the door behind himself causing Mercy to jump.