In the Middle of Love's Crime *BWWM Mystery Romance Thriller (15 page)

              “Yes! Mmm. You’re still my sexy little fantasy stripper.” Drew said desperately, realizing what he had in mind.

              Simona licked her lips and grabbed his crouch. “Okay, big boy. You have a seat over there on the sofa. I’ll come down the stairs.” She purred. “You turn the radio on. Try to find some jazz.”

              Drew did as he was told and waited for Simona to go up the stairs and come back down. He lit a few candles and dimmed the lights in the living room before plopping on the recliner. Simona would always give him a really good lap dance, pretending to be a stripper during their foreplay games. But there was something else Drew was expecting as he waited for her.

              Suddenly, there was a loud thump from the stairs. Simona cried loudly as she was in pain. “DREW!!! DREW!!”

              Drew smiled wickedly. He quickly erased the smile from his face as he rushed to her rescue.

              He saw Simona had fallen down the stairs. She was holding her stomach as she was positioned in a fetal position. She wiggled in pain at the bottom of the stairs.

              “Oh my God! SIMONA! SIMONA! Oh dear God! You’re bleeding! We need to get you to the hospital!!!” He cried, even though he was faking. “What happened?”

              Simona was sobbing, trying to sit up from the floor. “The stairs…the stairs were wet and... I slipped! Oh, it hurts so badly!”

              “Shit!” Drew looked up at the ceiling as he raised his hands towards it. “The ceiling has a leak!!” Drew lied. “Come on, let’s get you to the hospital right away.”

              Still crying and biting her lip to fight through the pain, Simona was afraid of what to expect.

                                        ****

              As they checked in at the Columbia Hospital, Drew held Simona’s hand as they scrolled Simona into an emergenc
y
examine room.

              Drew waited in the lobby as Simona was being examined to check the status of the baby. Very soon, the nurse approached him to inform that Simona had lost the baby.

              Perfect. Drew was smiling on the inside as he disguised a face of sorrow on the outside. His
on-purpose plan
of causing her to have a miscarriage was successful.

Before their date, Drew was very sneaky. He had poured a bucket of water on the stairs. He was hoping that Simona wouldn’t notice it as she walked up the stairs.
It was a good thing she fell for the foreplay game trap,
he thought.

Did Drew feel guilty for what he had done? No, he didn’t. The thought of knowing that the woman he loved was carrying another man’s baby was killing his mind and defeating his thoughts. Ben’s baby was now away from Simona’s body and gone for good.

Drew knew that this would also bring Simona closer to him because she would need someone to comfort her, and that person would be him. She was already starting to eat out the palm of his hand,

              Drew hugged Simona as he ran into her room. He was speaking words of his false sadness and condolences, but he was also smiling over her shoulder.

If Drew was capable of causing the death of an unborn baby, what else deaths could he be capable of? Perhaps he had killer instincts.

Chapter 39

The miscarriage brought on burden to Simona the next day. Drew suggested that she stay with him until she recovered and the doctor agreed that it would necessary.

Simona was quiet the entire day and did not bother to speak with anyone. She wouldn’t eat or drink, she wouldn’t even respond if she was asked a question.

It was October 31
st
, the day of Halloween. Drew took the day off from work to help comfort Simona and to show that he would be there for support. Her reaction wasn’t what he was expecting. He was hoping that she would have her face buried into his chest, crying helplessly; but she was a complete vegetable.

Drew assumed that Simona was still in shock and needed a little time. He was thankful enough that she was now cohabitating with him for a little while. This would give them a chance to bond and grow, it’s just what Drew wanted…right?

“Here, babe. I made you some soup. You need to eat.” Drew said, standing over her as she sat on the sofa staring into space.

No response.

Silence.

“Simona?”

Silence.

Drew placed the bowl of soup on the coffee table and sighed as he walked off. “Well, I am going to take a shower. I’ll leave it here just in case you change your mind.”

Simona was still staring into space without blinking. Drew couldn’t help but to feel as if he had a stranger now living in his home. He was hoping that she would get back on her feet. Suddenly, he felt the guilt rushing over him, but then he thought it was for the best.

The reason for the miscarriage was for Drew to erase any part of Ben from Simona’s life. She hadn’t want anything else to do with Ben and she was hurt from him. Ben betrayed her and cheated on her during their engagement. There were reasons and Drew realized he shouldn’t begin to feel guilty for it.

Chapter 40

Drew’s large bathroom was a masterpiece, almost as huge as a bedroom. It was beautifully organized with decorative towels and matching hand towels. A miniature palm tree stood in the corner and the ocean themed toothbrush holder matched the soap dish and bath rug.

Removing his clothes and testing the water to see if it was warm enough, Drew stepped in. The see-through shower door revealed his amazingly fit body. He wasn’t anything bulky, but he was in great shape. It felt relieving to feel the water against his body. It was actually a sigh of relief to finally be done with everything.

Well, Drew had captured Simona’s heart again. He reconciled her trust and the baby was finally out the picture. Now if only Ben’s ass could stay behind bars for good. Uggh. He couldn’t wait for the sentencing in court on tomorrow.

Drew lathered the soap over his body and allowed the water to flow through his hair. As he rotated, he noticed a feminine body through the other side of the shower. Simona must have wanted to join him, to feel his wet body with his.

He smiled and opened the shower door. He pleased that she was probably feeling a little better and wanted some playtime.

“Baby, are you missing me just that-”

Drew was shoved back into the wall, followed by a slap to the face. He let out an aching cry from the pain.

“Why the hell did you do that?!!” he shouted.

“Shut up!” Simona yelled angrily. Another side of her was being revealed.

At that moment, Drew couldn’t move. He was frozen with confusion as Simona stepped into the shower with him. Her naked body stood there curvaceously. The soft drops of water speckled on her brown skin.

“Get down….on your knees.” Simona told him, slapping his face hard again.

The slap caused Drew face to turn red, stinging his flesh. He was frightened, realizing that her bipolar disorder was starting to begin.

Drew had a lot to understand about her, there was such a big mystery he had yet to discover. Could she have been schizophrenic? Or better yet, could she have PTSD just like Ben? Drew needed answers

Drew slowly got to his knees in the shower until he met her neatly shaven vagina. His nose was a few inches away from it.

“Lick me there.” She demanded. At first Drew thought she was crazy and thought she was into a dangerous, sexual game.

He wasted no time licking Simona. She wanted to play dangerous games, he was going to show her, dammit.

Drew hungrily ate her pussy. He roughly fingered her at the same time while her juices flowed with the water.

Simona moaned and screamed, running her hands through his hair. He didn’t say a word as he clasped her hips and buttocks, pulling her deeper into his face.

“Ohhhh my God!!!!! Ohhh! Ohhh!” Simona was in ecstasy, pressing her hand on Drew’s head, controlling him like a sexual slave.

Drew turned her around by grabbing her arms and putting them behind her back. He roughed her up the same way he did with the criminals before he arrested them.

He forced her up against the shower door, her breasts pressed against the see-through door. Drew anxiously shoved his hard manhood inside her, feeling her tightness. It was so good. It caused his eyes to roll to the back of his head.

Goodness, she was already wet. Drew roared with anger as he fucked her good and deep from the back. He groaned and slapped her ass. Her juicy wet ass jiggled around his large, white snake.

Simona bit her lips as he handled her roughly. She made it clear that she was
coming
as Drew pumped faster and faster. He pumped until he reached a full climax.

Their breathing fogged up the shower glass and the mirrors and they embraced each other.

Drew kissed her and she rested her head on his chest as the water fell on their bodies.

Simona cried. She cried on Drew’s chest the way he wanted her to. The water from the shower mixed with her own tears.

There was no need for her to explain to him, Drew understood her like no one else. All he needed was her understanding and for her to feel safe.

Chapter 41

Drew assumed that Simona was preparing to get in bed so he decided to stay in the bathroom to brush his teeth and do some grooming. He was in a really good mood. He hummed happily, reminiscing on the amazing shower sex they had just endured.

He heard footsteps approaching. Drew looked in the bathroom mirror and saw Simona standing there.

“Don’t move or make a sound!! If you do then I’ll blow your FUCKIN head off!” Simona pointed a pistol at Drew’s head.

              He was confused. Why would she make love to him and then turn around attempting to kill him…with his own pistol?

That’s when it all became clear to him, Simona
was
the killer. DAMN! How could he have been so stupid? So blind? All the signs were there. All the actions were so easily concealed, but translucent. She deserved an Oscar for her performance.

“Hold your hands up where I can see them?” Simona shouted, the pistol trembling in her hand. Drew could tell that she was nervous as well.

“Simona, please….put the gun down.” Drew begged softly as he closed his eyes. He wanted to trust himself that he would be okay, but he was dealing with a mentally ill woman. It felt surreal as they kept their eyes staring at each in the mirror.

“I SAID HUSH UP!!” she slapped his head with the gun. “You just don’t get it do you? The way you HURT me three years ago, Drew! You...left me and insulted me. I was so hurt. For days I couldn’t eat or sleep because I missed you! You ended things without telling me!” Simona cried.

“-What about MY FEELINGS?” she continued. “Did you ever once thought of how I felt? HELL NO! You thought you could just date me and then once you got what was between my legs, you just decided to fuckin leave!!! …You left me all alone without any explanation!” she shouted as the mascara left streaks from her tears.

“Please, you have it all wrong, Simona. Let me explain everything.” Drew pleaded, his heart racing.

“You have NOTHING left to explain, Drew Slater! You really did hurt me, Drew! I’m tired of getting hurt by all you selfish men, ALL THE DAMN TIME! Back to back!! It has to end!” Simona wiped the mucus from her nose, hands still trembling.

“Simona, I love you so much. I care about you. Let me help you.” Drew continued to beg. He tried to keep his tone at ease to calm her.

Simona’s eyes grew in exasperation, her nostrils flared. “What the fuck does it take for you to SHUT THE FUCK UP?! DO I HAVE TO MAKE YOU SHUT UP MYSELF?!”

“-I got so tired seeing Ben with those bitches! First there was Amanda, and then there was Natalia! Sadly, there was my best friend Jamika and finally that red headed bitch, Emily! Emily was a hard one to kill.” She laughed. “I watched her withered in pain and it was delightful. I owe it all to you for letting me know about her, I had no idea Ben was fucking her.”

Drew was starting to feel lightheaded. “Simona, it doesn’t have to be this way. I can help you get help.”

“I should have killed Ben when I had the chance! I should have shot him between his legs so he could stop fucking everything in sight! He thought I didn’t know a damn thing...but I knew! Oh, boy did I knew!”