Devil In Your Eyes Part 10
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Warning: Cussing. Mentions of Violence. Mentions of SA. Mentions of Death.
Devil In Your Eyes Part 10
A Week Later:
“Thank you darling for joining me.” Shaw said as Melinda sat down across from him. “Would you care for anything to eat or drink?” He motioned his hand to the spread he had laid out on the table next to them. “You're more than welcome to help yourself, you’re eating for two after all.”
“No thank you sir,” Melinda said as she started tapping her thighs. “I’m alright. I'm more nervous than I am hungry.”
“That’s quite understandable. After all,” Shaw said, he looked over his shoulder at James who was standing in the corner. “My son can be a bloody twat at times.” James rolled his eyes and he looked back at Melinda. “But I assure you darling Tangerine will not harm you, your child or Rocco. I swear it.”
“Thank you sir.” Melinda said.
“And from the bottle of my heart.” Shaw said, placing his hand on his chest. “I am truly sorry for how Tangerine mistreated you and for behaving so poorly. He should have never spoken to a lady such as yourself in such a manner. He also shouldn’t have played those games with you the way he did. I raised him better than that.”
“I do appreciate the apology sir,” Melinda said. “But you're not responsible for what your son does or says, that’s on him and him alone.”
“That you are right darling.” Shaw said. “Tangerine, come here.” James walked over and stood by his father’s side. “Apologies.” James rolled his eyes. “Now.”
“My deepest apologies love,” James said. “I merely acted out of spite after what happened between us and how things ended. Then seeing you with another man and pregnant with his child,” he clenched his jaw and fist. “It got me and I started acting out of jealousy and anger. I am sorry for everything I said to you and for upsetting you, and scaring you. It won't ever happen again, I promise.”
“Thank you James.” Melinda said.
“Go.” Shaw said and James went back to his regular place. “Now with that out of the way. I have something I wish to discuss for you, which is another reason why I brought my son here today.”
“What do you wish to discuss sir?” Melinda said.
“Tangerine told me you're an orphan as a baby.” Shaw said. He started pouring himself some tea. “That you were left in at the doorsteps of a foster home in a crate that had peaches on it. And your foster brothers call you Peaches. Is that true?”
“Yes it is sir,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “But what of it?”
“Do you know why I call my son’s Tangerine and Lemon?” Shaw said.
“No I don’t know sir,” Melinda said. “I was just told you adopted them, that’s all.”
“Well it has to do where I found them.” Shaw said. He added tea to his sugar and started stirring it. “You see darling, my late wife loved going to the local farmer’s market every Sunday. She was always big on getting the fresh ingredients from small time farmers. She always said that their food tasted naturally better because they give their time and love to what they grow with their own two hands. Unlike big time farmers that use machines and rush the process. After her passing, I would still go to the farmer’s market every Sunday and gather ingredients for recipes that she left behind.” He took a drink. “One day while I was there I saw two young boys barely even 4 years old. They were in the alley way just right outside the farmer’s market, sitting on crates. At first I pay no mind, I just assume they were there with their families and I go about my day. The next Sunday, I see them again in the same spot. Next Sunday, same thing and the Sunday after that, same thing.”
“It wasn’t till the fifth Sunday when it started to rain when I saw them using the crates for cover and wrapped up in worn out blankets.” Shaw said. “I went over to them and I realized they have been in the same clothes since I first saw them. They had both looked like they hadn’t eaten in days and barely able to keep their eyes open. I tried to get them to talk and tell me their names, but they refused to answer. I told them I had to call them something, but they still refused.” He took another drink. “Then I saw what was on the crates, one was tangerines and the other was lemons. So that became my nickname for the boys. I gave them food and they started talking, turns out their mother died a couple months back and their father had told them to wait there, and he would be back for them. Of course, he never did. I decided to take them in. Now I could have just simply found them a home or just taken them to an orphanage but I felt like it was fate that I found those boys. Do you know why that is darling?”
“I would say it’s because your late wife always went to the farmer’s market and to find them there of all places. But I feel there’s more to that sir.” Melinda said. “Perphase you two were trying to have children when you lost her.”
“Tangerine is right, you are smart.” Shaw said, he smiled. “I lost her during childbirth, her and my twin boys. So to find twin boys in the place my late wife always went to every Sunday it felt like fate. Like it was meant to be. So I took them in and gave them a home. Though they eventually told me their names, I always call them Tangerine and Lemon. And that’s how they got their names.” He took another drink.
She looked over at James. “So that’s why you said it was interesting when I told you about me being found in a crate with the name peaches.” Melinda said. “Because you were nicknamed after the crate you were found in. And that’s why I am also here,” she looked back at Mr Shaw. “Because it had to be fate, that I have a similar origin story to James’.”
“Told you love,” James said and she looked back at him, to see a smirk on his face. “We were meant to be.”
“I would make some excuse to leave, such as saying I need my rest because of my condition but I would rather be honest.” Meinda said and she turned back to Shaw. “I am highly uncomfortable and I think it’s best I leave now. Since this meeting was never to get reassurance or an apology, but one to discuss me leaving Rocco to get back with James. From what I’ve seen, Lemon prefers the company of men and James sleeps with any woman that walks. That was until I showed up and I kept his attention and he actually wanted a family with me. But I was unable to get pregnant when we tried, but now that I am pregnant, you want to use my son as a way to keep the Shaw family line going.”
He chuckled. “Oh you are very smart darling, very smart.”Shaw said. He motioned with his hand and James came back over. “My son told me how lovely and caring you were to a little girl who was lost, that’s when he knew you would make a perfect mother to his child, to my grandchild. Now I know things didn’t work out the first time around between you two, but perhaps this time around things will be different. After all you two were happy until you tried to have a child. But since you already are pregnant, there shouldn’t be any problems and you two can be happy again.”
“I’m sorry sir,” Melinda said. “But what makes you think I’ll leave Rocco to go back with James?”
“Because of this,” Shaw said as he motioned around them. “My empire in a few years will be going to Tangerine and with it my vast fortune. Yes Lefty also has an empire and vast fortune but that all goes to his oldest, Johnnie. And Rocco will continue to be an enforcer till the end of his days. He will never be in charge like Tangerine will be. And when my son retires, it will go to your son. You and your child will want for nothing with Tangerine unlike being with Rocco.”
“Love,” James said and she looked at him. “I’ve already proven to you before that I am more than capable enough to take care of you. And I am more than capable enough to take care of your child as well. I’ll treat him as if he were my own flesh and blood, my own son. He can even bear my name if you like. I’ll send him to the finest schools and I’ll get you that record deal, and even your own art gallery. I’ll take care and cherish you both. All you have to do love,” he pulled out a small black box and opened it, revealing a white gold ring with several large diamonds on it. “Is say yes.”
She looked at the ring and back at Shaw. “Since you graced me with a story sir I think it’s only fair that I do the same.” Melinda said.
“Go on then darling,” Shaw said, leaning back in his chair. “Tell me your story.”
“See this ring?” Melinda said, showing her engagement ring. “1 actual diamond, that's 2 karts, the rest are just glass. The band is sterling silver. We got it off of Amazon for 140. And I love it.” She smiled. “Because it’s simple and it has skulls, it’s me. But this ring, it’s not the ring Rocco proposed to me with. Or even the one he wanted to propose to me with. Now Rocco was trying to go all out on the night he planned to propose to me. But the universal had other plans, because just like Murphy’s law, anything that can go wrong, will go wrong. We got all dressed up to go to this fancy high class restaurant and when we got there, it turns out they overbooked several tables and they were booked the rest of the night. So we went to three different restaurants that we all got told would be about a 4 hour wait.”
“I’m telling Rocco it’s fine we just do take out and crash out on the couch.” Melinda said. “But he doesn’t want to give up and he finds this Mediterranean restaurant and it’s only an hour wait. But of course we ended up waiting two hours for a table. He takes off to “the bathroom.” She used air quotes. “But really he went to the kitchen to talk to them about his plan to propose to me. He wanted to put this 14k white gold ring with 6 kart diamond and all these other little diamonds that was over 9,000 dollars into our champagne glasses. They agree and he gives them the ring, and they put it in the glass. But before he even steps out of the kitchen everything goes sideways. One of the waiters popped the cork and it ricocheted everywhere, it hit the glass and shattered it. Rocco turns as the ring goes flying and everyone is trying to catch it but it hits the ground. It started rolling towards the drain right under the kitchen sink. So he dives for it but ends up going into the drain.”
“But he sees it’s caught right between the metal covering so he crawls over as fast as he can to grab it before it fully falls in.” Melinda said. “As he’s trying to grab it, they are yelling at the dishwasher not to drain the water but he has headphones on. He drains the water and before Rocco could get it out, the water takes it all the way down the drain. Next thing I hear is him yelling fuck on the top of his lungs and everything goes died quiet. Then we all heard more cussing and a whole lot of glass shattering. We all looked at the kitchen door as staff members were running out of it. And I could see Rocco,” She smiled. “Smashing all the champagne bottles and he started fighting the dishwasher and the waiter that popped the champagne open. Then we hear sirens and Rocco runs out of the kitchen and grabs my hand, and we haul ass to get outside. But the moment he gets outside, he is tackled from the side by this massive cop and he yells fuck as he eats the pavement.” Melinda and Shaw laugh a bit.
“He ended up cutting his head open a bit so they said they’re taking him into the hospital. Then they turned to me.” Melinda said, pointing at herself. “Saying they are taking me in because I was with him. Rocco starts yelling that I had nothing to do with it and not to touch me since I’m pregnant. But they ignore him and they put me in cuffs and they start taking me to another car. And Rocco,” she shook her head. “Isn’t having it. So he starts putting up a fight to get them to shift their focus on him and it works> Once the cop lets go of my arm, I kick off my heels and I make a run for the car. And thanks to you,” she looked at James. “Teaching me how to pick locks, I picked the lock of the cuffs and got free.” She looked back at Shaw. “But since Rocco had the keys, I had to pick the lock to the car and then hot wire it. That’s something I learned from my oldest foster brother Bobby. I took off before they even realized what was happening.”
“So you just left him there?” Mr Shaw said.
“Oh no sir,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “I’m a ride or die kind of woman. And since Rocco needed medical treatment I knew they would take him to the nearest hospital. So I looked up which one was closest and I went there, and waited. And sure enough,” she smiled. “They showed up. And since someone made me change majors," She looked at James. “I had my scrubs in the trunk of the car along with some face masks.” She looked back at Shaw. “So I got changed and pretended to be one of the nurses, and walked right past the cops. I found a wheel chair and I went looking for Rocco. I found him with a cop standing guard and I told the cop I had orders to get a CT scan done. He uncuffs him and I roll Rocco over to the CT room. And since the cop didn’t know there was another doorway out of that room, we spilled out of there. We went to the loading docks where I had the car parked and we took off, then we ditched the car in a parking structure and took the subway."
“We ended up at a 24/7 run down diner that we had our first date at.” Melinda said, smiling. “His suit was torn up and he had a big bandage across his head, and he looked rough as hell. My makeup is completely gone, I’m in scrubs and messy bun. We’re eating burgers and fries, I’m drinking tea while he drinks vodka that he sunk in. We’re talking and joking around, singing along to random songs that came on the new jukebox they had. And,” she smiled, ‘we couldn’t be happier. Then Rocco decides he’s going to pick a song so he gets up and that’s when he sees they have random candies on the counter. And one of them was a ring pop, blue raspberry flavor, my favorite. He buys it and goes to the jukebox. And the first song he sees is Crimson and Clovers, our song. He plays it and asks me to dance with him, so I did. He’s singing the song to me while we dance. He spins me and when I turn back around, he’s down on one knee with that blue raspberry ring pop in his hand. He doesn’t give me a big fancy speech or anything to convince me to say yes. He simply tells me he loves me and our baby, and he wants to continue to love us for the rest of his life. Then he asked me to marry him and I said yes without a second thought.”
“You see sir,” Melinda said. “Rocco was trying to give me this life,” she looked at James. “The life you wanted to give me. The life I told you that isn’t me and will never be me.” She looked back at Shaw. “But once Rocco stopped trying to give me the fancy high life and just gave me simple and humble, like I always wanted, everything worked out. And at the end of the day sir, I will always say yes to a man that proposes to me with a blue raspberry ring pop. A man that loves, cares, and values me for me. A man that will always show restraint. And I will always say no,” she turned to James. “To a man that proposes to me with a ring that shows off how much money he has. A man that wants to control, manipulate and degrade me. A man,” she stood up. “That claims if a woman decided they don’t want to sleep with him they can just go, but really he doesn’t take no for an answer. After all, he never understood when I said, "stop James please, stop. It hurts. Please stop.”
“What?!” Shaw yelled he stood up and backhanded James, causing him to stumble back. “How funny she says that when you claimed she liked it to be dominated and you two do a tad bit of dark fantasy role playing. Clearly she does not.” James’ nostrils flared and he breathed heavily as he fixed his suit. “Forgive me darling,” he looked back at her. “If I had known that, I wouldn’t have entertained this proposal that Tangerine suggested. I wish you and yours the best. Like I said before, Tangerine will not harm any of you, I swear it.” He took off his belt. “You should run along now darling, you don’t need to see this.”
“Thank you sir.” Melinda said. He nodded his head and she was led out by the two guards. As she was leaving, she could hear Shaw beating James. Now she knows where those welts he had on him at times came from. Once she stepped outside she saw Rocco, Johnnie and several others waiting for her. “Rocco.”
“Baby girl.” Rocco said as they went to each other and wrapped their arms around one another. “Are you two okay?” He looked her over. “They didn’t hurt you or anything?”
“We’re okay,” Melinda said. “But I’m not sure James will be.”
“Why do you say that?” Rocco said.
“Basically from what Shaw said, James lied to him about our sex life and told him I liked it when, you know.” Melinda said. Rocco nodded his head. “But once I pointed out I didn’t, Shaw backhanded him and took off his belt and told me to go because I wouldn’t want to see this.”
“Good,” Rocco said. “Fucker needs an ass whopping. Come on,” he motioned with his head. “Let’s get you two home little mama.” He helped her into the car. “Hopefully that’s the last you’ll have to see of him.”
Couple Months Later
There was a knock on the door. “Coming.” Melinda said she looked through the peekhole, seeing several boxes of baby furniture and other accessories all being held by men in suits. “Must be the gifts that Shaw talked about.” She stepped back and opened the door. “Yes?”
He stepped into her line of sight. “Hello love,” James said. She went to close the door and he pushed it open, causing her to jump back. “Is that anyway to treat a guest?” He stepped inside and held the door open wide. “Go on lads.” They came in and started placing boxes in the living room. Once they brought in the last of the boxes, they headed back out. “Thank you gentlemen. I’ll be downstairs shortly.” He closed the door and locked it.
“You need to leave James.” Melinda said and he turned to her. “Right now.”
“Are you really going to throw me out love?” James said, he stepped towards her and she stepped back. “After I bought all this for the little one,” he motioned to the boxes.
“This wasn’t from your father?” Melinda said.
He shook his head. “I told you love I will take care of your son as if he was my own and I tend to do just that.” James said. “And it seems it’s a good thing I am.” He looked around. “Clearly Rocco can’t afford to take care of you and the little one with how small this place is.”
“We can be living the van life and I’ll still be happy.” Melinda said.
He scoffed. “I bet.” James said, he walked over to the paintings. “Your very talented love.”
“Thanks,” Melinda said. “But they aren’t mine. Those ones are Rocco’s.”
“Oh?” James said, he looked over to her. “Since you are both artists, most likely the little one will be too.” He looked back at the paintings. “If he is, I’ll send him to the Royal Art College that we have in London. It’s the finest art college in the world. He can be an artist till it’s his time to take over after I retire.” He went back to looking around.
“James, please leave.” Melinda said.
“And why should I love?” James said and something caught his eye. “So he really did propose to you with a ring pop.” He picked up the display case it was in and turned to her. “How sweet of you to keep it.”
“Please put it back.” Melinda said. He grinned and tossed it to his other hand, making her jump. “James please.” He did it again, making her jump again. “James knocked it,”
She gasped and grabbed her stomach as she bent over a bit. He immediately sat the case down and went over to her. The moment he got close enough, she reached around and took a hold of the pocket knife Rocco gave her. She swung it out and went to slice James’ neck, but he caught her wrist.
He chuckled. “Cheeky little minx.” James said. He took the knife from her and spun her around. He grabbed her throat and pinned her back against his chest. He wrapped his other arm around her as he held onto the knife. “That was very clever of you love to lure me in close like that by using the little one against me. But too bad Rocco never taught you how to hold a knife properly. So I’ll teach you.”
“James please,” Melinda said.
“Shh,” James whispered in ear. “Listen and watch like a good girl, alright love?” She nodded her head. “Now,” he pulled back slightly, “you never want to hold the knife like this. Doing so makes it easy for someone to dodge it and to disarm you. Because you have to take a wider swing just like you did to put some force behind it. You want to hold it like this.” He rotated the knife so the blade was downwards. “This way love, you can defend with your forearm and just with a twist of the wrist,” he moved his wrist. “You are able to bring the knife back down on your opponent. Now if you held the knife properly all you had to do was let gravity give you that extra force and you could have got this into my chest. With your height, you would have stabbed me right in the heart.” He brought his lips to her ear. “Just like you did on the day you left me.”
“James.” Melinda said as her voice started to tremble. “Please.”
He tightened his grip on her throat, making her gasp. “The lesson isn’t over yet, love.” James said. She nodded her head and he loosened his grip. “Now I could have partially blocked the blow but still, you would have done some damage that would have given you enough time to get away. Or you could have simply dropped the knife down and caught it with your other hand, and got me in the gut. I’ve done that before. You know what else I’ve done before love?” She shook her head. “I’ve had several men trying to slice me the way you did and I would do just this, spun them around and grabbed their throat and pinned them to me. But of course I wouldn't be as gentle and give them a lesson like I am with you right now. Oh no,” he shook his head as he chuckled. “I taught them another lesson. A lesson that I’m not the one to be fucked with.”
“I would get them just like this and title their heads down like this,” James said, moving her head down. “And I would take the knife.” He rotated his wrist so the knife was facing downwards again and towards her stomach. “And I would just,” she tenses up and gasps as he did the stabbing motion just centimeters away from her stomach over and over, and over again. “All the while, they are watching me do it. Then when I feel satisfied I would just plunge the knife deep inside of them on their side.” He placed the tip of the knife against one side of her stomach. “And just,” he glided the knife gently across her stomach and she softly started crying. “And all their intestines started pouring out of them. Do you know what they do when that happens?” She shook her head. “They all scream as they take a hold of their intestines and they start trying to shove it back inside of them.” He chuckled. “Like that is really going to save them.” He started slowly swaying them. “You know why I prefer a knife over a gun love?”
“No,” Melinda whispered.
“Because it’s more personal. It’s more,” James said and he pressed his lips against her ear as he whispered. “Intimate. Their blood is so warm. It’s like I can feel the life leaving their bodies. It gets me so fucking hard.” He snarled and he started kissing her neck for a bit. “That’s why the moment I came back home to you I would just pound away at that tight beautiful pussy of yours my love. You don’t know how many times I fantasize having you with me when I’m sent to dispatch someone. I often imagine having you sitting there, playing with herself for me while you watch me go to work. Afterwards I would spread their blood all over the floor. Then I would grab you and take you down to the ground. I would put you in my favorite position and just fuck you, over and over, and over again right on top of their blood.” He ran the tip of his tongue from the bottom of her neck to the top, making her shiver. “I bet you’ll enjoy it, my cheek little minx. Just like I bet you’ll do whatever I want right now,” he started kissing her neck again. “All because of this knife of yours love,” he glided the knife back and forth across her stomach. “I can just pull down your shorts and panties right now, and fuck you like I use to. And you’ll let me too for the sake of the little one.”
“Please don’t,” Melinda whispered. “Please.”
“Don’t worry love, I’m not going to fuck you.” James said, he rested his head against hers. “I’m going to make love to you and make you mine again.” He kissed the side of her head. “Now with that said my love, do you want me to take you on bed or couch? “Or,” he grinned. “Would you like to just get on your hands and knees right here for me?” She gasped and grabbed her stomach. ‘I’m not going to fall for that twice, love.”
“I’m not faking this one,” Melinda said, taking a deep breath. “He moved into an uncomfortable position for me.” She gasps again. “He’s kicking my ribs.”
“He’s kicking?” James said.
“Yeah,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “Really hard too.” An idea popped in her head to get him to put away the knife. “Give me your hand?” She felt him hesitating. “Here.” She grabbed his hand on her throat and gently moved it to her stomach where the baby was still kicking around. “Do you feel him?”
“I do,” James said, he folded up the knife and put it in his pocket, and put his other hand on her stomach. “Oh he’s kicking up a storm.” He chuckled. “The little one is definitely going to be strong. I think we should enroll him into martial arts classes as soon as he’s able to.”
“James,” Melinda said. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course love,” James said. “Ask me anything.”
“Why are you doing this?” Melinda said. “Is it just because you saw me with someone else and I’m pregnant? Is that why you want me back now?”
“I never wanted you to go in the first place, love.” James said.
“Then why did you pull away from me?” Melinda said. “Why did you have all those affairs?
“Affrais?” James said. He turned her around to face him and he put his arms around her, keeping her against him. “Who ever said I had affairs?”
“When you stopped touching me, you would come home smelling like different women’s perfumes.” Melinda said. “And when you showed up to my old college I was on the phone with them. I heard Lemon telling you, “you can’t expect her to stay after what you did to get what you want.”
“No love,” James said, shaking his head. “Lemon said that because of how I was treating you. I purposely kept the app not to stop myself from getting attached to you or to look for other lovers. I did that so the day you tell me you love me, I would just reply okay. Then you would go back on the app and see my profile there, and you’ll take off back to the dorms. After that I would show up and give you a sob story to get you to move into the penthouse.”
“What?” Melinda said, looking confused. “Why?”
“Do you remember when we were together roughly for a month, I suggested you move into the penthouse so your promiscuous roommate and her many lovers wouldn’t interpret your studies?” James said and she nodded her head. “And do you remember when we went to that sushi restaurant for our second month anniversary? I asked you what would be the ideal time you wanted to move in together?”
“I said after I finished college.” Melinda said.
“And I wasn’t about to wait four years for you to move in with me.” James said. “I wanted you all to myself and keep an eye on you. So,” he grinned. “I treated you like a queen and got you to tell me you love me all, and then I can put my plan into action so you move into the penthouse without putting up a fight.”
“All that so I’ll move in with you?” Melinda said and he nodded his head. “Why did you make me change majors? Because I’m sure it wasn’t for the reason you told me.”
He sighed. “I’m afraid so love,” James said. “You see, I have an image to uphold. And whatever you do or say, reflects on me. So if you try to be an artist, rather it is a painter or musician. If you failed, it would look bad at me. Can you imagine the looks I would get if I had a talentless woman on my arm?” He shook his head. “I couldn’t have that love. So I had you switch majors because being with a nurse was much better than being with a failed artist.”
She shook her head. “I guess that’s why you also wanted me to change the way I dress during the day.” Melinda said. “Because my fashion wouldn’t exactly get you the attention you want it to.”
“Yes,” James said, nodding his head. “Though I do love,” he leaned back and looked at her love cut rocker shirt as he licked his lips. “How it shows all your curves in the right spots.” He leaned forward. “It wouldn’t look good with me standing there in my 3 piece custom Italian suit and you looking like you're late for your shift at Hottopic.” She rolled her eyes. “By the way love, have your breasts got bigger?” He pulled her shirt down a bit and she smacked his hand away. “Oh they most certainly have.” He grinned. “Two cups sizes, am I right?” She rolled her eyes again. “You know my father actually loved that dress you showed up in. He said it was edgy and elegant all rolled up into one. He even liked your outfit that you showed up in for our meeting. I guess he would have been just fine with the way you dress after all. Who would have known.”
“Is that it?” Melinda said.
“Of course not.” James said, smiling. “Lemon was also talking about my favorite position that I love to get you in so I could put a baby in you.” She looked disgusted. “Oh come on love, like you don’t talk to your little girlfriends about our sex life. Oh wait, you have to have friends first to do that right?” She shoved him away and he chuckled. “I love how feisty you have become my cheeky little minx.” He grabbed her arms and pulled her back to him again. “My dear brother knew all the positions I put you in and all the naughty little stuff I got you to do. I told him I love manhandling you. How I love to hear your cries and you begging me to stop when I fucked you as hard as I could in that position. He warned me that one day you’ll get fed up and you're going to leave. I told him he was wrong and you would never leave me because of how much you loved me. But you did.” His eyes narrowed as he tight his grip on her arms. “You did leave me.”
“That’s why you pretty much demolished the penthouse?” Melinda said.
“You don’t understand how badly you hurt me when I read your letter love,” James said. “The rage that took a hold of me.” He tightened his grip more, making her hiss in pain. “All I wanted more than anything was for you to come back home to me. That’s why I gave you space like Lemon suggested. But even after all those months you still didn’t want to come back home to me.” His breathing got heavy and his nostrils started flaring as he started speaking through his teeth. “Why didn’t you just stay put like a good girl, like you were supposed to love? Why in the bloody hell did you have to break my heart and leave me?”
“Why would I come back?” Melinda said. “You weren’t talking to me James. You ignore my calls and messages. You wouldn’t touch me or even look at me. You forgot our anniversary and my birthday. You showed up less and less. I was completely alone, so why stay?”
“Because you loved me.” James said.
“I loved the thought of you James.” Melinda said.
“No,” James said, shaking his head. “You were in love with me, it’s why you changed everything for me. It’s why you always did what I ordered you to do.”
“I was scared of you James.” Melinda said. “I still am.”
He let her and stepped back. “You're scared of me?” James said. “Love, I would never hurt you.”
“James, you just said you love hearing my cries and me begging you to stop.” Melinda said. “You knew you were hurting me and you didn’t give a fuck. Not to mention, you just had the knife to my stomach! To my son!”
He chuckled. “Oh no,” James said, shaking his head. “That hurt love, that was all about of us fucking. After all, fucking is all about pleasure and pain. And that whole thing with the knife,” he started walking towards her and she started walking backwards. “That was foreplay.” She shook her head. “Come now love, you know it was. Because I know you felt how hard I got from doing it. And if I really wanted to hurt you,” he pointed at her as he chuckled. “Ohhhh I would fucking hurt you.” She started shaking as a look of panic formed on her face. “But don’t worry about that, I will never hurt you like I hurt others. I love you too much to ever hurt you my love.” Her eyes widened. “That’s right my cheeky little minx,” he smiled. “I love you. I love you so much. That's why when you weren't getting pregnant, I didn’t take it out on you. Though I blamed you for it,” he shook his head. “I never took it out on you. It’s why I started drinking to help calm myself. When that wasn’t working I started keeping my distance from you. But the more negative pregnancy tests you showed me, the more frustrated and angry I was with you.”
“But I didn’t want to hurt you.” James said. She bumped into the kitchen sink and quickly pinned her to it with his body as he took a hold of her face. “I could never hurt you, you're my love. So,” he grinned. “I found women that looked like you and I took my time with them.” He leaned in. “As I show them my skills with a knife.” Her eyes widened and he chuckled. “See love? I never had affairs. I just was mutilating women that looked like you because I was blaming you for not getting pregnant, that’s all. I was distancing myself so I could keep you safe from me. I never wanted you to leave, I wanted you to stay with me. After all, I wanted you to move to England with me. I even wanted us to get married after we had a family together. I just didn’t want to hurt you so I did what any good boyfriend would do to keep you safe.”
“Wh…” Melinda whispered. “What?”
“Shh,” James said, pointing his finger on her lips. “I know it’s a lot to take in and that’s alright love. I’ll give you time to process this all. But first I must confess something to you and I want you to listen.” She nodded her head. “Good.” He pointed his finger down. “I lied when I said that the doctor told me everything was fine. Turns out,” he sighed. “I can’t have children. But I didn’t want to believe him and I shifted the blame onto you. And for that my love, I am sorry. Can you ever forgive me?” She just looked at him and his eyes narrowed. “I said can you ever forgive me?” She nodded her head and he smiled. “Fantasic. Now I have a new proposal for you, my love.” He put his hands on her stomach. “If you agree to leave Rocco not only will I do everything I already promised I would do, but I promise you can still see him. But that will only be when you're ovulating. That way he can get you pregnant again since we talked about having a big family. But,’ he put his finger up. “Only when you're ovulating and that’s it. And he won’t have any contact with our children. How does that sound, my love?”
“I…” Melinda said as she tried to speak. “I..”
“I know,” James said, smiling. “You need time to think this over and discuss it with Rocco. That’s fine. Take all the time you need my love.” His watch started beeping and he turned it off. “I need to get going, I have a meeting I need to attend.” He took a hold of her face and raised it up, he leaned in and kissed her lips gently. He pulled back and smiled as he ran his thumb across her lips. “Still as soft and sweet as I remember.” He let go of her face and placed his hands on her stomach as he leaned over. “Be good to your mother, my little one and don’t get into uncomfortable positions. You hurt your mother when you do that and we must not hurt her, alright?” He kissed her stomach and he leaned up as he let go. He kissed her again and he went to the door, he unlocked it and opened it up, then he turned back to her. “Take care of yourself and the little one my love, I love you both.” He smiled. “I love you both so very much. I’ll see you two soon, I promise.” He stepped out and closed the door behind him.
She ran over and locked it. “What the fuck?” Melinda said as she leaned her back against the door and slid down. “Really? What the fuck?” She looked over at the corner of the room. “I’m so glad I put that camera up.”
Devil In Your Eyes Part 11 coming soon
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