Married To Mr Arrogant

Subtitle: Getting to know him

Written by: Marvy Hyacinth

“Why’d you go live saying you were getting married soon?”

Alexa asked, slipping a spoonful of fruit salad into her mouth.

“Because it’s true.”

Anderson replied.

“Were you the one that leaked those pictures of me from the CCTV camera?”

“And why do you think it’s me?”

Anderson raised his brows and dropped his spoon.

“Because since I’ve been coming here, I haven’t seen anyone else in this estate and the security here’s pretty tight.”

“Get to the point already.”

Anderson sighed.

“There’s no way those pictures leaked if it wasn’t the command of someone in high authority here.”

Alexa said with a hint of finalization.

“So you think it’s all me?”

“I didn’t say so.”

Alexa shrugged and dug into her food while Anderson stared at her.

Anderson glanced at Jace and frowned.

“Jace, go up the stairs, the second door by the right, that’s your room. I have something important to tell your sister.”

“OK… So, the food…?”

Jace asked nervously.

“You can take it with you.”

Anderson gave him a geek smile.

Jace smiled back innocently, grabbed his plate of food, and headed for the stairs.

“There’s something you don’t know.”

Anderson started as soon as Jace had left.

“I know. There’s a lot I don’t know about you. I wish I could.”

Alexa said the last word in a whisper though.

“You’ll get to know me as time goes on.”

Anderson said.

“I wish…”

Alexa played with her food.

“This estate belongs to the family name.”

“So you mean…”

“Yes. Anyone from my family bearing the Green surname has a right to this estate, that Includes my Dad and April.”

Anderson explained.

“So they both live here too?”

Alexa asked, surprise coursing through her.

“That’s right, but we live axis and houses away from each other.”

Anderson completed and picked up his spoon again, cleaning up the last of his meal before he stood up from his seat and walked to the bar not too far away and upon returning, asked Alexa if she wanted some of the Alcohol in his hand.

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“Want some?”

Anderson asked and Alexa nodded, watching as he poured out some for her and then himself.

“Wow. Why stay in different houses though?”

Alexa asked confused as she finished her food and then grabbed the glass Anderson stretched out to her.

Since they lived in the same place, why not stay under one roof too?

“Because us three living together would be a total disaster.”

Anderson said glumly, drinking his glass after.

“Wow, I thought families stayed together.”

Alexa breathed silently after taking a drink from the alcohol but turns out… Anderson heard.

“Not all families are like yours.”

Anderson said, hurt evident in his voice before gulping his drink down and drinking another.

Alexa gulped her drink down and felt lightheaded. Alcohol wasn’t a friend of hers, it was in fact… One of her weaknesses.

It took all the strength in her to look up at Anderson and right in his eyes.

“You’re hurt, ain’t you?”

“No, I’m not.”

Anderson lied.

Alexa got up from her seat and swayed to him half drunk before straddling him.

“It’s OK, you can cry and pour out your heart before me.”

Anderson looked into her eyes for some time, searching for a ‘go ahead’ sign in it. When he finally saw it, he grabbed his drink once more, gulped it down, and sighed.

“I had the perfect family. Best mom, a responsible, great dad, and of course the cutest loving little sister I could ever ask for.”

Anderson started.

“Everything was going great, that is… Well till I turned Nine.”

Anderson sighed, trying to keep himself from breaking down.

“What happened when you turned Nine?”

Alexa asked curiously.

“She suddenly left.”

Anderson said and bowed his head.

“Who did?”

A confused Alexa asked, gripping his chin and pulling his lowered face up.

Anderson poured himself another drink and drank it at one go before continuing his story.

“My Mom. The one I went to visit that day in the cemetery.” He said, trying to keep himself from sobbing.

Alexa put her arms around his neck and arched her back her chest into his embrace.

“I’m so sorry Anderson.”

“My dad… He stopped caring about my sis and me, he stopped being the great Dad he used to be, and eventually… He pushed us to a boarding school far away when I was just 10.”

Anderson said, trying to keep his voice in one piece.

“April and I weren’t bothered because we still had each other, but a mistake I made unintentionally drifted us apart. It wasn’t even really my fault.”

Anderson muttered, trying to keep the tears that welled up in his eyes locked there.

“What mistake was that?”

Alexa asked curiously.

“It’s not in my place to tell you, but one thing I can tell you is this. It was a pure mistake, nothing more. I had even made the mistake of trying to protect her.”

“I don’t know what happened exactly, but it wasn’t your fault.”

Alexa comforted.

“Really?”

“Yeah. Did you try telling her?”

“I tried to, She didn’t let me. Eventually, we got removed from the school by my Dad and came back home. When I grew, I found out my Dad pushed my mom to her death.”

Anderson sobbed quietly, wetting Alexa’s shoulders.

“Woah. That’s huge.”

Alexa commented.

“I know right?”

“Don’t worry, it’s gonna be OK.”

Alexa bent in to hug him tighter, and in so doing, her hips moved, making her ass move directly on his crotch.

Anderson gasped in erotic bliss before his hands snaked unknowingly on Alexa’s waist and held her there.

“So you see… We three can’t stay under the same roof. We barely even visit each other.”

Anderson finalized and grabbed the alcohol bottle in his hands.

“I understand now.”

Alexa said absentmindedly as she watched Anderson place the bottle on his lips and greedily gulped the liquid down.

Before Anderson could get a chance to drink some more, Alexa swatted the drink from his hands.

“You bent on drinking this alone, you greedy hoe?”

She asked before putting the bottle in her mouth and gulping greedily.

“You look so beautiful tonight.”

Anderson complimented.

He was sure drunk, but he was telling the truth.

Looking at the way Alexa’s throat contracted and loosened as she took rapid, several gulps… He swatted his lips with his tongue.

“You drink beautifully too.”

He commented.

“Would you like to drink something else?”

Anderson asked with a naughty wink.

Alexa giggled and placed her palms over her cheeks.

“Stop being naughty!”

She laughed and threw her head backward.

Anderson groaned at the sight of her neck as he felt his bulge growing.

“Your lips look heavenly and you have a sexy throat.”

“Stop it.”

Alexa hit him lightly on his chest, but that only aroused him more.

He moved his head forward and got to his destination… Pressed his lips down against Alexa’s.

“Stop it!”

Alexa said again, pushing him away with her feathery hands.

He stopped, and on sighting her neck, purred and let his lips gently down on it.

He nibbled on her neck and blew hot air on it.

“Anderson.”

Alexa softly moaned.

“Stop.”

She did mean it, but she made just one mistake…

She used a sultry voice as a result of the alcohol and Anderson took it as a ‘YES, please don’t stop.’

“Alright baby, I won’t stop.”

Anderson said as he stood up with her still straddled against him and grabbed her ass before bringing his lips down on hers again.

Slow but steadily, he climbed up the stairs to his room and laid her on his bed.

Stripping still drunk, he stood stark-n*ked before moving over to where Alexa lay on the bed and helping them out of her clothes.

Discarding her bra and panties, he moved to lay on her as he rested his head on her chest mound while grabbing and fondling one.

He rolled her n*pple between his fingers and listened silently as Alexa purred in delight.

Reaching over with his second hand, he rubbed on Alexa’s p*ssy mound and used a thumb to flick her cl*t.

Alexa gasped as she felt electricity course through her and in no time, pleasure washed over her.

Smiling as he felt her ride through her orga*m, he slicked a finger into her hole and found it ready and all wet.

Using his fist as support, he got off the bed, drew Alexa down by her legs, spread it himself, and lined his c*ck against her p*ssy.

Using his c*ck to play with her cl*t a little more, he reached over, took some lube oil from the drawer beside his bed, and lubricated his d*ck.

Lining his d*ck against her pu*sy once more, not knowing she was a virgin, he slammed into her with one thrust.

“Anderson!!!”