by J. S. Wilder
I have never seen her look like this. Not since that first night in the dungeon. That night changed her, she became more confident and willing to speak her mind. I remember when she first joined the boot camp she was quiet. She would train and do what she was told, but timidly. Now, I’ve unleashed a different Mia.
“He’s my finance.”
Now, I just felt sick. She’s been living with me and all this time, she had a man. Shit, that’s why I don’t trust women. That I remembered that day at boot camp and it all hit home. I forgot her reason for joining the camp.
“He cheated on me. We’ve-”
She’s chocking trying to get her words out and then I felt guilty for making her feel like this, but I feel better knowing it’s all out in the open.
“been brought up together to get married since we were kids. The plan was to go to college. Take a place at our parents businesses. Then, I caught him. Found out he’d been with others.”
Shit, what a prick.
“That shit.”
“That’s not all. Mom said the reason he did it. Was, because I’m shit in bed. She got me on this program to-”
I walk up to her and hug her as memories of her cock sucking mom come to my mind. She had no right, her mom was talking shit. Just like mine was so many times before. The man’s a fucking piece of work. Your woman’s shit in bed, so you bed anything you can get. That’s not right.
“Sounds like he never wanted to get married.”
“This is what I’ve learnt,” she became lost in my embrace.
“This is what I’ve learnt.”
***
I’d never pressurize her again. It upset her too much. She had a path to follow. Not sure I could ever understand. I had a family that dumped and used me from time to time.
Her world was so fucking different from mine. She went to weddings, birthday parties and had celebrations that I had only gone to for friends, never for family members. I wondered what that felt like.
I made love to her that night. She had been teaching me. For once I was starting to learn. We had reversed roles. It scared the fucking day light out of me.
Chapter Fifteen
This shit’s all fucked up. I want Mia to leave. Every fucking day I wake up wanting her in my bed. If I wake in the middle of the night and she’s not there I start to panic like a fucking baby needing breast feed in the middle of the night. She’s a light sleeper and at times, spends the night catching up with her friends on the net.
I didn’t fucking want her in my bed the first time. Why do I need her in it all the time? My head’s in a constant turmoil. I hate it, I need to fight it. I can’t resist her.
Me, Alex, can’t resist a woman. That’s fucking unheard of. They can’t resist me.
They beg me to stay with them.
They want me to be in their bed each and every night.
Not the other way around.
A few times, we’ve gone out to dinner. We talk, have real conversations about what happened in the movie, in life, when she went to college and about some new recruit at the gym. We’ve even been on double dates with Tina and Carl. Tina claims she’s good for me. Not sure what she means by that statement.
How can someone who stops me going to the gym half the time, keeping up with my records and an eye on the gym be good for me?
We’ve even had a couple of trips to the sex shop. The last visit was funny when I wanted a demonstration on the new vibrator. She took a snap and each time, brings it out and says, ‘You want another demo.’
I can’t get over that night. I don’t even know where we’re going from here? I don’t do future or even plans with a woman.
It’s always just me, myself and I.
Except when it comes to Tina. She’s the only woman I’ve ever wanted to protect. I want her to be safe and now she’s officially seeing Carl, I have to take a back seat. I warned him that if he fucks her around he has me to deal with.
They’ve been seeing each other a fucking year. One fucking year and she said nothing. She was scared of how I would react. I wanted to rip his heart out.
It’s just too close for comfort.
Her words were,”You can’t help who you fall in love with.”
Mine were, ”But, you can help what you do about it.”
These words have been running through my mind the last few weeks. It can only mean one thing. The thing I feel for Mia. The thing I have spent my whole life running away from.
Must be love.
Chapter Sixteen
“You have a visitor!” Tina screams down the intercom.
Strange, visitor, she never says that she normally says who it is. Even if it’s my mother. It’s been four months since I last saw her, that’s a world record.
My new recruits this week are being greeted by James and Carl. Carl didn’t need much training, he had been a part of the whole thing apart from the dungeon. Seeing as he’s with Tina he couldn’t do the dungeon. So, James and Steve do the dungeon whereas James and Carl host the bootcamp.
James is a bad boy. Shit, just like me or how I used to be until I met Mia. She’s turned me soft. I can’t believe I’m fucking saying this, but I can’t fuck another woman. I need her with me all the time and my dick finds it difficult reacting to any other pussy.
She’s out shopping at the moment, she’s practically moved in. She has moved in, we spend nearly every moment together. I can’t get her out of my fucking head.
“Send them in” I told her. Not sure what’s up with the secrecy. Tina’s far from lazy. Anyone that comes in, she walks them in or comes in the office and tells me about them. Not use the intercom. She’s got my curiosity going now.
A man walks in, behind Tina in a grey suit. Shit, if I didn’t know any better he could be me without the tattoos. He’s clean shaven and has spikey hair. The man smells of money. I haven’t met many of them.
Men with money.
Men with an air of superiority.
Men used to getting what they want.
“Your visitor,” Tina declares with eyes that sparkle trouble. Whoever she has brought into my office, she’s not comfortable with which makes me nervous.
“Nathan Black.” He introduces himself as he comes across my desk with his hand extended. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
He’s the one.
Shit, has Mia left me. Sent him to do her dirty work? The one she no longer wants to marry. The one that fucking broke her heart.
I want to kick him and punch him down as I feel a wave of confusion. He glances across my office, my pictures and my products that I sell in the gym. He frowns as if I’m some cheap piece of scum. Shit, what did she see in him?
“You know who I am,” he screens me from the waist upwards. My tracks, my shirt, my face and my hair.
“Let’s cut the chase. I’ve come to make you a proposition.”
He sits down in the chair. The chair I offer sales men who sell me new products, gym wear, new health care, products that I sell at cut prices. Or my mother when she’s in town. She sits in that chair. Begging me for money or a place to stay.
The chair is not for the man who wanted my woman.
Who broke my fucking woman’s heart.
“I’m offering you a million,” he blurts out as he strokes his leg as if he’s getting dust of his leg.
I slump down in my chair and face him, eye-to-eye. Man-to-man.
“Give me Mia,” he commands.
Is Mia a fucking doll? Idiot. Sure, I’ll bring her in my car and drop her at yours in a second.
“And why should I take you up on your offer?”
Fury was running through my body and mind as I clenched my fists. The piece of shit, thinks he can buy me. He ain’t got a clue, who he’s messing with.
I was about to raise my voice. About to break every fucking bone in his body. When he says, “I know about your gym and your extra activities. It’s not even legal. What will happen if you get shut down? You think Mia would want
you then?”
I shook my head. Course, it’s legal. Nothing wrong with what I’m doing. No harm and no clues. He hasn’t got a leg to stand on. Now who’s the piece of shit.
“I’ll get you shut down! Do you know Mia’s family? Or mine, I mean what’s she going to do. Work in a gym. Take up accounts, while you fuck clients!”
I stood up making my way to kick him out. He had a fucking nerve.
“She’s a college graduate. Educated, well-spoken. My flower. I want her back and I want her now. This is not a negotiation. This is a once in a lifetime offer. Take my money and return her back to me. Give her one of your stories. You made a mistake, I’m sure you’ve done it a million times before.”
He stood up. Avoiding my eyes. Avoiding my fist. Avoiding me kick boxing him into tomorrow.
“The money’s in your account. Mrs. Watson gave me the details. I think you’ll find it more than enough. I expect Mia back in Philadelphia tomorrow.”
With his last words he slams the door in my face. I clutch my fists with only one thing in my mind. Never do business with a bad boy. It only ends up one way.
Bad!
***
I make a few calls and then I make my way to my apartment. I call Mia on my way. I tell her to get there quick, we have to leave.
“What is it?” she asks as she storms into the apartment. She was out shopping when I called her to come over. I tell her one word. The one fucking word she hates to hear.
“Nathan.”
She walks up to me with hatred in her eyes. She looks so pretty with her little denim hot pants and vest.
“He came to the office, he gave me a million dollars, to deliver you back to Philadelphia or he’ll close the gym.”
“What did you say?”
“I have a friend in Mexico with a bar. I’d get my lawyer to sign the gym over to Tina. He ain’t got a leg to stand on. My friend has an opening for a waiter and waitress until we decide what we want to do.”
I take her hand, pleading with her. Stroking her hair and thinking about Nathan’s words she’s educated, has a family and a life. I’ve nothing to give her, nothing to offer. I don’t even know about love, I’ve never been in a relationship.
She tip toes up to me and asks, “What time does the flight leave?”
Epilogue
Once in a while I check up on Tina, the gym and see how it’s all going. She’s like a baby sister to me. I don’t want her to think I’ve forgotten her or that I’m worrying about her messing up the gym. Hell no, she’s probably doing a better job than I ever did. At times, I used to get distracted with some of the ladies. Shit, I’m a guy it’s only natural.
Not anymore, those days are long gone. Only one thing that’s mine and that’s this delicious strong willed woman that keeps my bed warm, morning, noon and night. Mia has taught me that I can love and more importantly, be loved. How can one person change you in such a small space of time. I’ve learnt more in five months than I have in twenty three years.
My Mexican friend, Carlos not only had a bar, but he was in the midst of building a hotel too. We had a million dollars in our pocket, couldn’t think of a better way to invest it. Help him finish his hotel and with Mia’s educational background it was a dream come true. She loved the challenge and took to it like a duck to water.
Four months later, working side by side. Mia drew up the business plan. Presentations, market research, at got the show on the road. At first I was resentful thinking that once the hotel was up and running she would get bored of me. Nathan’s words were always running through my mind.
She had drivers, cars, money in abundance. Yet, she left the States in economy class with only the shirts on our backs and one extra bag each. We were eating out most nights when we came. She knew Spanish and wondered round like it was her home town.
I, on the other hand, was completely lost. Mia’s got an eye for everything. All suggestions are calculated, sometimes, I wonder if she feels that way about me. If she put me in some dumb equation. Shit, if she did the answer would be zero.
We live on the outskirts of Cancun. Our hotel has a special something that no hotel has to offer. Yes, the Brand New You program for the ladies and the guys too.
There were a couple of close calls, when I thought it wasn’t going to happen. Like when the private detective that her mom had hired found us. Took a few gees to keep him quiet. Seems to have worked, that was two months ago and not a whisper since then. I lost my cool and thought it was best to keep running. Shit, we changed our names, ID’s and everything, still can’t figure out how he found us. That’s the problem with Mexico, you just need to pay a little something or slip someone a margarita and they start talking like there’s no tomorrow.
It took shit loads of time to train the instructors nearly the same amount of time it took to build a fifty room deluxe hotel resort. The boot camps are a bit different then the ones back home. We couldn’t get the right location for them. In the end we managed to get somewhere secluded that did the trick. Well, Mia seems to think so anyway.
As soon as the hotel was built we had them lining up. Our orientations are halfway to 2016, this shit’s so fucked up.
There’s only one condition in the training sessions. I can teach, but I certainly can’t touch.
I train the ladies.
I show them how to fuck.
I never fuck them.
Only Mia.
My Mia.
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to saying that, but it feels so good. Too good to have a woman by my side that actually loves me.
Coming Soon – Pulse The Trilogy
Before Mia met Alex.
Pulse (Chapter 1)
As I lay on his bed, I can’t stop thinking about how things are going to change. Soon, I’ll be Mia Black. It feels like only yesterday we were holding hands in the park and sharing our first kiss.
I was brought up with Nathan. Our mom’s are the best of friends and are dad’s are joint owners of one of the top oil companies in America. The company went viral and that changed everything for our families. The one thing they vowed to do was keep the wealth in the family.
Nathan and I have done everything together, we were even born the same month. We went to the same kindergarten, school, college and now we are to be man and wife. Two weeks after graduation. When, he proposed it wasn’t a surprise, we all knew it was coming.
The question on my mind was how he was going to propose. We went to Venice after graduation and I thought he would propose then, he never did. One thing I know about Nathan, he does nothing by accident. Everything’s premeditated, he’s a real control freak.
He dined and wined me and we had a fantastic time. Four days of ultimate pleasure each time I dressed up thinking this is it. Now, he’ll propose. Mom was sending me texts every minute asking ‘He done it already?”
Yep, that’s my mom. No messing around, straight to the point. Dad and I often tease her that she’s a female version of Hitler reincarnated. She doesn’t think it’s funny. Everyone’s scared of her, shit I would be even if she wasn’t my mom.
Yesterday, when we came back to Phili, I was so disappointed. Nathan said he’ll take me home. I slumped in the limo, disappointed with our trip. Don’t get me wrong, I loved it, but I spent the whole time, thinking this was the day he’ll propose and he never did. I wore the sexiest lingerie, dressed like a hooker one night when we went out hoping that something would move him. I just ended up with the waiter’s phone number when he went to the bathroom.
From the gondola with the violin player, to the restaurant with another violin player, to the romantic walk around the city. All the time, I thought this is it!
Nada!
I gave up at this point. I couldn’t be bothered to think about it anymore. On our way to my house, we stopped at our old kindergarten.
He said that he had a contract to pick up. Weird, I thought, but then at times Nathan could be that way. Especially, when he had an idea up his slee
ve. He had so many plans for the company it used to drive our families mad.
I found it sweet, that he took an interest in our old kindergarten, because I never had a clue, that he had a vested interest in it. Don’t get me wrong, he surprises me once in a while, but that was a particular shock. He asked me to go with him for old time’s sake, a walk round the playground.
I sullenly followed and then, as we walked on Monday afternoon at four thirty. I saw the little kids running round and it brought back memories. He took my hand by the swings and asked, “Will you Mia Watson, be my wife?”
I had little kids, shouting out, “Say yes.”
The teachers were in the playground edging me on. I screamed out, “Yes, yes, yes.” I was too excited, that he finally proposed. I was worried that he had changed his mind.
“Why here, why now?”
“Remember the day, you got on the swings and you fell down?”
I nodded. I remembered that day like it was yesterday. I was always scared about getting on the swings, because I was worried about falling of them. He encouraged me to get on it, he would do the same thing every day. The one day I plucked up the courage to do it. I fell off.
I started crying, so did he. He apologized saying, he would never hurt me. He was sorry and he would never ask me to get on the swings ever again.
“You said you would never hurt me..” I trailed off thinking about that day and how much I hated him after.
“It was the day you stole my heart. Seeing you hurt, broke me and so I wanted to propose to you, the place you stole it.”
I cried as I hugged him and thought about that day. How romantic! The girls went wild when I told them about it. So, did everyone in the playground. Even his driver, Paul was emotional. When, we finally went into the limo and I text mom, she replied, ‘About time.’
Yep, that’s my mom for you. Nothing messes with her plans. Nothing she states should happen doesn’t happen. She’s a control freak and no one and nothing stands in her way, never!
