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His eyes widened in shock, as he kept staring at his dear friend, his words ringing in his head.

How could Jay even think of such thing? He can't possibly do that, though he's a bad boy that sleeps with girls behind Marian's back, but he didn't wanna hurt her, by getting someone else pregnant.

They already agreed that they were never gonna get married, and neither of them will get married to someone else, nor have kids with someone else, they agreed to always be lovers, and nothing more.

He was so damn confused, he didn't know what to do, especially now that it had to do with his beloved mom, he was the woman's only son, though he has a sister, but he loved his mom so much, he would do anything to see that she smiles, and now that he's handicapped, what seem to be the way out?

He needed to do something about this, getting someone else pregnant was totally out of it, he can't do it.

"Tristan", Jay called, bringing him back to reality.

"I'll talk to Marian, I can't do what you're asking me to man, it's difficult", he said, and Jay scoffed, obviously bemused.

"Are you being serious right now Tristan? I mean you've been sleeping with tons of women behind Marian's back, so what different does it make now?

You wanna act like a gentleman here, and make me look like the bad guy, yeah?

",Jay said amidst chuckle, and he rolled his eyes.

"This is different dude, those women, are only to satisfy my pleasure, and what we're saying here, is totally different, ok?

We're talking about a woman that'll carry my child, my heir", he said with an eye roll.

"Wow, you're sounding like a gentleman you're not dude. Anyways, good luck with that, and please don't forget to keep me updated", Jay said, and he rolled his eyes.

"So how about we hang out together", Jay asked, and he stood up.

"I'm not in the mood for that right now, I got rehearsals, see ya", he said, and without waiting anymore second, he climbed the stairs, and off he went.

Jay stared at him till he was out of sight.

He felt pity for his friend, and at same time, wondering why he so much hates marriage, he wished he could in any way helped him, only if he knew what the problem is, then he would know the solution to it, but one thing he believed in, was that his friend might be suffering from psychological problems.

He stood up, took the glass cup filled with champagne, then gulped it down, and adjusted his shirt, before walking out of the building.

Tristan was pacing in his room, as he reminisced everything his friend told him.

He sighed, as the thought of his decision not to get married hits him hard, he so much wanted to be with Marian, he was in love with her, and wanted spending the rest of his life with her, but why was he scared of doing it?, why was he scared of taking a step?

He had to act fast, he can't possibly think of adhering to what his friend told him, he loved Marian, and hurting her was the last thing he would wanna do.

He slumped on his king sized bed, and suddenly, his phone came ringing.

He hesitated before picking up, and a strange feminine voice came on.

"Hey handsome", the sweet feminine voice came on, sending shiver down his spine, and immediately, signal got to his stubborn manhood, and it was already reacting.

He sighed, as he glanced down at his manhood, he was already horny, he so much wanted to satisfy his urge right now, he needed to clear his head, the alcohol he took was not enough to calm him, he needed a quickie to calm himself down.

"Hey", he said and whoever it was, chuckled excitedly, making him roll his eyes. He was already used to those bitches coming to him for sex, and he was always at their services.

"I'm at the front of your gate, but your guards wouldn't let me in", her voice came on again, and he sighed.

"Give the phone to Leo", he said, and closed his eyes briefly.

"Which of you is Leo? Tristan wants to speak to you", her voice sounded at the other end, followed by a two to three seconds silence, before a masculine voice came on.

"Boss", the deep masculine voice came on.

Bring her to the guestroom", he ordered.

"Yes boss", the masculine voice came on again, and the line went dead.

He dropped his phone on the bedside table, and laid back, waiting patiently for his new catch to come take him to what they call cloud nine or whatever.

Minutes later, a knock came on the door, and he knew no one to tell him that she was the one.

He sprang up to a sitting position, before ushering her in.

"Come in", he said, and the door opened slowly, revealing a very beautiful damsel.

He scanned her sexy body with his eyes, starting from her blue pair of heeled shoes, to her long straight legs, and wow, they were more than tempting. His eyes traveled to her blue short silver gown, which stopped about five to seven inches down her butt, it was opened in the chest, revealing her cleavages, her pink lengthy hair, was packed in ponytail, with a touch of make-up on her beautiful face.

She smiled seductively, as she cat walked to him.

"Hey handsome", she smiled again, as she turned around slowly, showing her fully loaded buttocks.

He scoffed and turned his face away, this crazy bitch shouldn't even think of intimidating him, he had seen and slept with bitches more beautiful than this, so what's the show off, it was pissing him already.

"Enough of the show off bitch, get down to business", his voice came on coldly, making her flinch.

"What do you think of me, huh?" The bitch asked, and he scoffed.

"What are you?, I'm not in the mood for all those trash, are you ready for what you came for or not?, if you're not, use the door, and never show your face to me, ever again", he said coldly, and she quickly behaved herself.

"Strip!", he commanded in his cold voice, and she started undressing herself, with trembling hands.

She was visibly scared, she thought he would be some romantic kind of guy, just as he had always been on stage, he thought he would meet a rather sweet personality, but she was disappointed.

In a few seconds, she was already standing naked.

He scanned her whole body with his eyes, and a smirk appeared on his lips. He was so gonna deal with this bitch, that he would never be able to walk again, he would make her regret ever stepping her foot in his house, and when he's done with her, the hospital will be her destination.

"Don't just stand there and watch me like a dumb ass, you know what to do!", he said coldly, and she immediately got on her knees.

She was full of regret, she shouldn't have done this crazy thing in the first place, what was she even thinking.

She unbuckled his belt, after which she drew his trouser down to his knee line, revealing his big dick through his brief.

Her heart was racing faster, fear clouded her mind, as the thought of having that big dick inside her, hits her head. She knew she was done for, she knew she had met his doom.

She glanced up at him, and he had that deadly and dangerous smirk on his face, as he stared down at her.

Slowly, she drew his brief down, and her heart stopped beating as her eyes came in contact with his dangerous dick.

She gulped down nothing nervously, as she slowly curved her lips around the cap, and taking it into her mouth slowly.

He smirked and pushed it deep into her warm mouth, making her choke on it, and hitching her breath.

She sucked his big dick marvelously, and soon, he poured his seed inside her mouth, making her choke, as she swallowed everything, she dared not to mess up.

He signaled her to get on the bed, and with wobbling legs, she got on, she was really scared to the guts.

"On your two knees and hands", he commanded, and she quickly obeyed him, as she stood on her hands and knees, with her ass shooting out and facing him.

Without warning or Amy foreplay, he slid in his big dick roughly inside her, making her gasped out loud.

Her pussy was burning up, she was in pains, but too bad, he didn't care, he wanted to see the bitch cry for mercy.

He moved in and out of her slowly at first, and increased his pace afterwards.

It was already an hour, and he was still not tired, he was still maintaining same position, he was doing this deliberately, he wanted to cripple her, she dared to come into his house, she already signed her death contract.

"Pl...please...I be..beg of you", she pleaded weakly and in tears, as he kept pouncing on her from behind.

She was already weak, she couldn't feel her legs anymore, she was already dying.

He didn't even listen to her, as he kept increasing his pace every seconds, he intended to kill her.

In less than a minute, she dropped on the bed, and passed out.

He smirked, as he stood up to his feet, and staring down at her unconscious body, just what he wanted.

He picked his phone, and dialed a number, before placing it over his ear.

"I need you here in two minutes", he said on the phone, then dropped it and dashed into the bathroom.

The door to the room opened, and a man on suit walked in.

His eyes darted to the naked lady on the bed, and if course he knew what to do.

He took her in a bridal style, and left the room.

Few minutes later, Tristan walked in from the bathroom, with his body dripping wet. His room had already been tidied up, and a smirk appeared on his lips.

He glanced at the wall clock, and it was almost 7pm.

He dried his hair, and dressed casually, before going to the living room.