Caius POV:

I called in a favour with someone who owed me in the JCF and gave them the necessary information regarding the rest of the girls that was left at the wear house and when I got home with Bria and she entered into my house on her own accord she asked,

"Did you know about Celine?"

I paused in the doorway of her room after we had entered and she sat down on the bed and crossed her arms .

" Caius mi nuh stupid . Eh nuh tek a genius fi figure out seh yuh did know bout mi sista especially after eh fact seh yuh ask mi who fah life mi woudah save if mi did have eh choice couple days before yuh let mi guh", she got up off the bed and walked over to me and I locked the door behind me and turned to her, looking down at her .

She folded her arms across her chest, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. Her eyes burned with questions and I didn't blame her , especially after all that had happened. She knew I had taken her back, and that meant she had already lost control.

She just didn't know how much. She was mine now , she didn't get a fucking choice even though she hadn't ever gotten one to begin with. I took my gun out from behind by back and smiled when she didn't moved an inch .

I continued smiling twirling the revolver between my fingers before flicking it open with a lazy motion. Six chambers. One bullet. The rest? Empty, but she didn't need to know that.

"Yuh have questions yuh wah ask" I said, voice even.

"Let's make it interesting."

Her brows pulled together, hesitant but too stubborn to hold her tongue.

"Wah the hell are yah talk bout ?"

I smirked, slipping the single bullet into the cylinder and snapping it shut with a flick of my wrist. The weight of it in my palm felt like an old friend.

"For every question you ask, you pull the trigger," I murmured, watching the way her throat bobbed as she swallowed.

"If nothing happens, I answer. If it does..." I let the words trail off, tilting my head, studying her.

Bria's breath hitched.

"Yuh fucking crazy . Mi deveen know how fi use that".

"Thats why this aguh be even more fun , or yuh nuh bada wah kill mi again Bria Tomlinson? "

A thick silence settled between us. Then, with a flick of my wrist, I held the revolver out to her, handle first. A challenge.

She hesitated. But only for a second.

Bria snatched the gun from my grip and sucked in a shaky breath. Her knuckles turned white as she aimed it at herself, pressing the cold barrel against the side of her head. Oh fuck! Suh wi a play that deh game deh ? But, then again a fi har life .

"How yuh manage fi find mi ?" she demanded.

Click.

Nothing.

I grinned. "Because you're mine to find, кукла (kukla-doll). No matter where you go. Mi have mi ways".

Her fingers twitched against the grip. Her shoulders were trembling, but she kept going, her voice sharper this time.

"Why yuh did let me go inna the first place?"

Click.

I stepped closer. Slow. Deliberate. Watching her the way a wolf watches prey. "Because I wanted to see what you'd do without me." My voice dropped lower, rougher.

"Turns out, you just ended up right back in my hands."

Bria clenched her jaw, but she wasn't done. She squeezed her eyes shut for a second before inhaling sharply.

"Did you know about my sister's condition? That she was in the hospital?"

Click.

My smirk faded. My silence stretched a little too long before I answered.

"Yes."

Her hands trembled now. Whether it was from fear, anger, or the weight of the gun, I didn't know. Maybe all three.

Her voice cracked on the next question.

"Did you know what my father was involved in?"

The barrel of the gun shook slightly against her temple.

Click.

I exhaled, taking another step forward. "Yes mi know Bria", My jaw ticked.

"And mi a plan fi murdah him rawce , even right now him a wah dead fucking piece a man afta this . Mi tell yuh anybody who fuck wid wah belong to mi dead".

Her lips parted, horror flickering through her expression. The truth was sinking in now. Her father hadn't just failed to protect her. He had sold her.

The gun in her grip trembled. She was breaking apart right in front of me, but she still had one more question. The most important one that I knew was coming.

Her voice was barely a whisper.

"Was it you?"

I said nothing.

Her gaze snapped up to mine, wide, searching, desperate.

"Did you donate your kidney to save my sister?"

I didn't speak. Instead, I reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head in one slow motion. The second her eyes dropped to my abdomen, they landed on the scar, a fresh, jagged line along my side, already healed but, very much visible.

Bria sucked in a sharp breath like she'd been punched. Her face contorted, a tangled mess of anger, confusion, and something else. Something raw.

"You..." Her voice was thin, barely there. She stumbled back a step, as if she needed space to breathe, to think.

"Why?, afta everything weh yuh put mi through, mi know yuh nuh give a fuck bout people suh why Caius ?"

I didn't answer.

Her fingers went slack. The revolver slipped from her grasp, landing on the hardwood floor with a hollow thud. But she didn't move. Didn't blink. Just stood there, her breath uneven, her gaze bouncing between my scar and my face.

She was putting it together. The truth and it was fucking beautiful to watch.

The weight of it settled between us like a noose tightening around her throat.

"Yuh give har yuh kidney," she whispered, like she still couldn't believe it.

I tilted my head, watching her unravel. "I did."

Her brows pinched together, her lips parting as if she wanted to ask why again, but I wasn't going to let her.

Instead, I took a step forward. Then another. Until there was nothing but a few inches of air between us. She smelled like lavender and fear.

"I didn't do it out of kindness," I murmured, my voice low and deliberate.

"Mi neva dweet because mi a wah good person, Bria."

Her breath hitched, but she didn't step back.

"I did it because now you owe me."

Something in her eyes flickered, shock, betrayal, fury. I could feel the way her body tensed, the way her hands curled into fists.

"You-"

"It was a transaction," I cut her off, my voice dark, razor-sharp. "I gave a part of myself to save her. That means I own you now, кукла." I leaned in, my breath warm against her temple. "Body. Mind. Soul. You don't get to walk away from me again."

She exhaled shakily. Her fingers twitched like she wanted to push me away, but she didn't.

"Yuh fucking sick," she choked out.

I smiled. "I never said I wasn't."

Her breathing was shallow now, her pulse beating wildly at the base of her throat. I could see the storm in her eyes, the war between anger and something else, something she didn't want to admit.

We stared at each other, neither one of us moving. The air crackled with something raw, something dangerous.

Then I snapped.

A low growl rumbled in my chest as I grabbed her, one hand tangling in her hair, the other gripping her waist like I was afraid she'd disappear if I let go.

And then I kissed her.

Hard. Desperate. Possessive.

Bria gasped against my mouth, but she didn't push me away. Her fingers curled against my chest, nails biting into my skin like she was trying to fight the way her body responded to me.

I didn't let her.

I deepened the kiss, my grip tightening as I pressed her against the wall, swallowing the sharp inhale she let out. My tongue traced the seam of her lips, demanding entry, and when she finally parted for me, I felt the last bit of her resistance crack.

She hated me. She wanted to run.

But she wasn't running.

She was kissing me back.

Her hands pressed against my stomach, tracing over my muscles as she moaned and I swallowed every single whimper, every angry cursed I knew she wanted to shout at me. Still kissing her , I lifted her in one smooth motion and walked with her into the bathroom, setting her on the bathroom sink before finally breaking the kiss . She looked up at me , and my hands went around her throat as I leaned her head back before kissing her again before kissing her throat, lightly biting and sucking at the delicate flesh.

"Caius...." , my name fell from her lips and my cock which was already straining with the need to fuck her into oblivion, twitched. She was wearing a dress and I ripped the front of it covering her chest from me and her full breast greeted me and I swallowed at the tempting site .

I kissed her throat again feeling her pulse thundered underneath the torture of my lips and then with my lips still against her throat I rasped,

" permission, permission fucking now Bria because mi aguh fuck yuh right yah suh, right fucking now suh please tell mi seh yuh wah mi fi fuck yuh, mi fucking need fi fuck yuh Bria Tomlinson , Пожалуйста, кукла (please )".

She looked into my eyes and nodded and that was all I needed as I reached up underneath her dress and hooked my fingers into the waistband of her underwear and slowly fell to my knees infront of her as I pulled it off . I pushed her dress up until it boundle up around her waist and spread her legs and her wet , beautiful pussy was opened up for me to see.

She looked down at me her eyes dark with lust but, something else fear, she should be afraid because I was going to fucking destroy this pussy but, first I needed her wet, soaked , dripping and begging for me to fuck her .

Still with my eyes on hers I pulled her to the edge of the bathroom sink and kissed her right on her pussy . She gasped and her hands gripped my shoulders for support and I smirked , my tongue wasn't even inside her yet and she was already weak.

I continued to kiss her there before I practically lifted her , half balancing her on the edge of the sink and angling her hips so that her pussy was practically on my face and I slide my tongue between her pussy lips enjoying the feeling of her fingers digging into my shoulders as she cried out .

"Goddddd! Oh fuck!!!!". Still gripping her thighs I squeezed possessively as I said , " nuh God , Caius, a mi a fucking eat yuh pussy Bria ", and then I continued my torture inside her wet pussy, my tongue curling inside her, tasting every thing she had to offer until she screamed in pleasure , her whole body shook as she cum , inside my mouth and I drank it all , my fucking possession.

She reached for the button on my jeans the moment I was back on my feet and I smirked as I watched her . So fucking desperate, so fucking beautiful. Her fingers fumbled with the zipper as she pulled at it and I helped her as I pulled my pants off in one swift motion, kicking it to the side and I almost laughed when she saw what she was going to take , because she was going to fucking take it and enjoy every moment of it too.

" Caius .... oh ... mi cah .... am a virgin", she rasped as her eyes met mine and I kissed her,

" yuh cah manage it Bria".

I pulled my boxers off and I heard her sharp intake of breath as my cock pointed straight at her wet pussy , hard , so fucking painfully hard, I needed to be inside her now. I grabbed her hips and with one hand around her throat and the other around her waist I lifted her and she gently rubbed the head of my cock over her wet pussy before slowly easing it inside and I had to shut my eyes tight for a moment trying not to slam my cock all the way in.

She was soaking wet and I used that to my advantage as I slowly pushed my cock into her as deep as it could go and was frustrated when only half of it fitted . No she was going to take it all, she could . She was trembling against me and I said ,

" Relax, tek a deep breath " and when she did that I pushed the rest of my cock all the way inside her pussy and kissed her , swallowing her cries of pain. Deciding I wasn't going to fuck her inside the bathroom, I lifted her and carried her back into the bedroom and laid down onto the bed before climbing back between her thighs and pushing my cock back into her pussy.

She bit her bottom lip as she arched against me and I entertwined my fingers with hers as I held both of her arms down onto the bed and started a rhythm with her hips . Once I felt her body relaxed enough for me to really fuck her , I increased the pace , enjoying the way she moaned my name and the tightness of her pussy around my cock.

I was being gentle with her tonight but, after this she was going to take it as deep and as rough as I knew she could handle .

" Caius.... oh fuckkkkkk! am cumm..." , she couldn't complete what she was going to say as I started to fuck her harder and her body shook with the force of her released and I felt the wetness pooled underneath her, soaking into the sheets as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and I swiftly pulled out of her since I wasn't wearing a rubber and released on her stomach instead .

"Хорошая девочка, ты так хорошо это принимаешь" , (good girl, you take it so

well),I said as I her watched her came off her high.

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