Part forty nine

Mrs Winchester's POV

Oh God, my head is spinning.

This isn't happening!

Taking off my glasses, I flipped my hair out of my face and sat at the edge of the seat then grabbed his neck. "Can't your fucking hands find the horn?"

"Ma'am I'm honking--"

Frustration was not the word for my current feeling, I was beyond it, I was losing money, millions if it and this retarded fool doesn't simply get it! "I can't hear anything, you useless excuse of a man!--"

"Relax baby--" I slapped the hand that circled around my waist, attempting to pull me away from assaulting the driver.

"Don't fucking interrupt me when I'm talking, do you hear me? Do you have any idea the amount of money I'm losing right now as I

I'm sitting here?" I gritted, glaring at him in anger, when it comes to business and money forget if you're my son or God, I don't joke with it.

Twenty years of my life was lived in abject poverty. I hustled every second of a new day, cleaner of schools and waitress by day and moonlighting as a stripper cum cheap prostitute by night, on order to support myself and my young brother because my sorry ass mother chose crack over her children and lost her life. My brother being the dumbass he was went down that path too, I and to bury him at a very young age of seventeen. And until Winchester found me, I vowed to make it in life anyhow and I don't intend on going back to living from hand to mouth, hassling on the streets after coming this far in securing a place in the society of the filthy rich.

Which means if anyone crosses me in anyway that involves money, I'll kill him.

He waved me off. "Yeah, loud and clear." Shifting to look out of the window, I saw his jaws clench in anger and it didn't move me in the least.

"Good." Throwing him an annoyed look, I diverted my attention to that fool I call my driver. "And you I don't care what you do and how you do it, all I care about is finding myself sitting at the restaurant table with my client in the next five minutes, consider yourself dead if you don't live up to this expectation."

"Yes..yes ma'am."

"And what were you saying?" I said in my most sultry voice as I scooted next to him.

"Nothing, forget it."

Releasing a sigh, I controlled the urge to roll my eyes at his childish behavior, we both know he can never be mad at me and even if he is, he can't stay like that forever. Affectionate kisses and a little head does the trick, after all he's my baby.

I lifted his hands to my mouth level and littered his knuckles with kisses. "C'mon sugar baby, don't be mad at mummy." I cajoled, looking at him if he was going to give in.

He snatched his hands away, huffing. "I said forget it, simple." He brushed it aside without sparing me a glance, it hurt me. Rejection was one of the things that got to me in life, it irks me as much as it hurts me.

It makes me feel as if I'm never good enough. If it were to be any other day and someone else givibg me this treatment, id have surely thrown a fit and made them pay but with him, it's different so id have to swallow my pride and win him over anyhow.

"Do you want me to beg you--"

"To hell with that, all I want from you is your respect and nothing else. The fact that you spend on me doesn't mean you can talk to me like trash any how and when you want, like c'mon I keep you happy when your rich bastard of a husband can't--"

"I'm sorry baby, please forgive me." I wheedled once more kissing him. "Please, you know I get like this when money is involved--"

"Why do you even need to get more money," he asked, looking my way for a brief second and agreed his eyes to stare out of the window, "when your husband gives you more than enough."

"You!" I yelled, unable to take it any longer and tugged his hand violently. He yelled in pain amd looked at me with a displeased expression. "You're the reason I need more money, do you think it's that cheap to give you this lifestyle based on what he stashes into my account? Well for your information, no, I have more needs that require money than you think."

"I don't want to hear those needs, just accord me the respect I deserve and that's that!"

"And you're gonna get exactly that." I promised, giving him a wide grin.

"Even if for once you disrespect me, I'll leave you and find someone who's going to treat me like I deserve--"

Shaking my head, I cut him off by placing my index finger on his lips before he could conclude the abomination he was uttering. "No, no, not say that. You're mine and no one else's. Is that clear?"

"Possessive as always." He stated an obvious fact, chuckling and brought his hand around my body to pull me to his.

"That's why you love me." I said and slammed my lips on his, I needed that to calm my nerves that were raging more than fire. I needed a distraction and as always he's the perfect one, that's the same reason why I can't let him go.

Of all the younger men I've been with Ryder is the only one who gives me that happiness I crave for so badly. He makes me feel so alive and young, with him I'm at peace without a care in the world.

And without shame, I can boldly say I'm beginning to fall for this young man who's old enough to be my son and also the best friend of Rexford. I don't care how the world views it but to me this forbidden affair is worth it as long as I'm happy.

With our chests heaving, we broke apart gasping for air.

Yes this what I've always wanted, a younger person to meet my wild erotic needs.

I said to myself as I stared at Ryder who was looking at me as well with hooded eyes while he  balanced me on his laps as I grinded on him, laughing.

I leaned into him and gently grazed his ear with my teeth, I was getting turned on.

This is what I always feel when I'm around him, my hag of a husband can't do that, all he knows is keeping to himself at the office and travelling around the world all the time, thinking money will make up for it. Well I don't blame him, he can't cope up with me and I even don't him to. I can't watch his ugly ass face during intimacy.

I continued to grind on him as we  kissed hard and intense. I was too careful not show how much I needed him inside of me at the moment, tilting his head to take control of it.

He jerked his head back and claimed my lips again without warning, his hand glided to the back of my dress. In a second, my bra was unclamped, yes, I was finally going to have a wuickie after being aware from him for like a week, I missed him.

But that idiot chose to interrupt us, "ma'am."

I hurled curses at him under my breath, detaching my hands from aroind his neck. "What is it again you dumbass?!"

"We're out of gas--"

Why did I end up with this fool? Exhaling eavily as I facepalmed, trying to calm my nerves I couldn't help but bark at him. "Why are you telling me when you know what to do, or should I do your work for you now, huh?!"

"Your expectation--"

"I know what I said, no need to remind me when you should remind yourself. How can we get there if the car isn't moving or is it your stupid grandfather who will fly me there?"

"I'm sorry ma'am--"

"C'mon shut up and drive us to the nearest gas station or I'll kill you, I swear!"

Out of frustration, I climb off his lamp and slumped next to him. My whole mood was ruined thanks to this stupid driver who seems to have jinxed me today, all I've had is nothing but bad luck.

Tsk, I sighed, luck isn't on my side in the least to day. That was what I thought till my eyes fell on a certain someone I've wasted time and energy, without success to nab for close to a month now, as the car eased into the gas station.

Forget about this jinx of a driver, luck somewhat is on my side after seeing her.

Apparently that whore my husband imposed on me as a daughter was coming out of the gas station mart holding a rubber filled with cheap things no less.

After all she's a cheap bitch who's envious asf and didnt waste time to spread her legs for my son in law.

Thinking about it made me angry and remembering what my dauggter is going through right now sent me livid.

I detached myself from Ryder's arms swiftly, not wanting this opportunity to pass me by, Monae was getting closer to her car.

Another of the many things her slutty ass has gotten from whoring.

"I'll be back."

"But ma'am--"

"But ma'am nothing, I pay you so you do as I say!"

I banged the door angrily, flipping my hair. I scowled and shielded my face when the sun hit me hard, its all that bitch's fault! Now she'll see what I'll do to her.

Strutting like the queen I am, I made my way towards her.

"If it isn't my whore of a daughter."

She removed her glasses, jerking ber head back to glance at me and flip her hair, producing a snort from my end. "Mrs Winchester."

"Glad you finally learned your place." Clasping my hands together, I actually threw her a smile which was promptly returned.

"Cut it, what do you want?"

"You slut! I should be asking you that--"

"Hey, hey, listen okay. I'm not about to put up with your shit you heard me?" She had the audacity to talk to me like that. I was about to put her in her place when she beat me to it.

"It was you who in the first place approached me and started a addressing me with obscenities which I'll choose to ignore because I don't want to stoop to your low level, so what the hell do you want from me that you took the trouble of stepping down from you car and walkind under this hot sun, your Excellency?"

"And I asked what do you want from my family again? Wasn't what you stole enough to feed your greedy was that you set your eyes on my daughter's man?"

"I don't remember stealing anything from you and why should you bring it up and when we both know who the thief is here?"

"Watch your words and tone--" I warned pointing a finger at her.

Huffing, she smacked it from her face. "No, you watch your words and tone with me, when I was in your house I tolerated every bullshit you threw at me cause one, I was living under your roof and two even though you didn't deserve it, I considered you as a mother and gave you that respect.

But all that has changed, I no longer consider you as one neither do I live under your roof so I'll speak back to you twice in any tone you use on me but won't waste my time talking to you using obscenities because that isn't me."

I actually found myself cracking up as I walked circled around her. "Oh, so you think just by sleeping with Junior now you're on top of the world? Haha, very funny and stupid of you. You know something? Rich men like to play around a lot of times with slutty women and in the end, they go back to those they love because you know why, darling?" I asked, tapping her back to draw her attention on me.

Which was needless, she spun to face me. It was apparent she was eager to know why men like Junior don't settke fir low lives like her and being the bigger person that I am, I'll tell her affectionately.

"No and I'm interested to know what sick words you have to say to justify your shameless daughter's actions and hold her in high esteem."

"Very funny, my daughter isn't shameless. She's just lucky to be born with the looks that men can't help but to flock around her, begging for her love which Junior is no less."

"Oh my." She exclaimed, clapping her hands together, "you and Imogen are so pathetic, really, you think being flung around by many men mean you're so beautiful and no less a queen? Well sorry to burst your bubble but remember feaces attract a lot of flies."

I threw an ebraged look and lifted my hand to slap that disrespectfulness out of her. "How dare you bitch!--"

"Don't you dare." She threatened, glaring at me with calm eyes and pushed my hand away then she walked closer to me to the point our faces were inches apart, "never in your life, should you make that mistake of raising your hand at me or you'll regret what will come at you, I promise you that."

"Bring it on, you don't scare me." I equally said in a daring tone, writhing my forehead on hers.

"I never said you did, you aren't now but you'll surely be later. You'll beg me Mrs Wichester but I'll never, ever heed to you."

"What?" This girl surely knows how to talk trash and make people laugh, I cracked up so bad that I held my side and clamped my hand on my mouth. "This is like the funniest thing I've heard in my whole existence, I Morganna Bree Winchester, beg you Monae church rat? I asked between laughter, "on what planet? If you know what's best for you, leave Junior and save your ass for the disgrace that there is to come because I promise you this, he will never marry you because whores can never become daughter in laws of a house, they're meant for pleasure not confined to a house with the title of a madam. You're a mistress, a concubine, a play toy and that's what you'll be as long as I'm alive!"

"Ha, you're late. In fact, you're dead. Look at this and tell me what it means." I thought she was bluffing till I looked at her stretched hand and on the ring finger sat a big diamond ring that I was even jealous of.

"That's an engagement ring, it doesn't guarantee marriage." I tried not to let my surprise show and waved her off. She can't know her words and that ring affected me that much.

"Well sorry, you're so ignorant. This is actually marriage from where I come from and it isn't just this.."

"What lies do you have more?"

"It's not a lie it's a fact, bring your ears." She grabbed my shoulder and leaned into me, "unlike your daughter who slept around, my husband popped my cherry when we consummated our marriage last night.'

I pushed her off me, "its a lie!"

"Look at the evidence yourself." She tied her hair behind her to reveal her neck and chest that was littered with hickeys upon hickeys.

I glared at them, getting angrier at the sight. This can't be true! She can't have slept with him, no way. I always knew she was a virgin but I denied it everytime because I couldn't stand her being perfect than my daughter, my own flesh and blood, in every way!

But now she has managed to pin Junior down with the only trophy that women hold dear the most, her innocence and---

"It's no lie, mother and I don't care if you believe it or not. I only showed you these and told you the truth so you know that no matter how hard you try, you can never separate Michy and I, we're now one soul, one body. Something your daughter isn't, so I throw this challenge to you, try to separate us if you can and you'll see how we will come back stronger than ever!"

She said proudly with challenging eyes as she pushed her chest out and smirked.

"Don't think you've won! I've seen married people divorcing even with children, look all around you. This is America and not Africa--"

"Sorry, I wish I could stand hear and listen to you yap on and on but nah, my husband is calling me. You see he can't stand being away from me so I gotta go, see you around." Flipping her hair yet again and to my annoyance, she strutted away with confidence dripping with each step and got into her car.

"You'll remember today forever, Monae, I promise you that!"

She stuck her head out. "Uhm, well hello? I didn't hear what you said and nevermind, I don't wanna hear it either." She said in a bored tone, yawning and waving her hand dismissively at me and rolled up her window glass.

I however laughed as I watched her started the engine and drive past me, almost over my legs had I not jumped back in the nick of time.

With this assault and every word she said to me, I have every reason now to make sure she pays a very heavy price for all that she's done.

Even if it's her life, I'll take it to avenge this great humiliation towards me and my daughter, I will!

Promising myself that, I walked back to my car and got into the back seat, fuming more than an industrial chimney.

"Who was that?"

"How is that your business?"

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that it just know I'm tired of your old ass." Hearing those words didn't bother me as much as the comment he was making to himself.

"Damn, she's fine af. If I get that ass--"

"I'll kill you if you ever try to go after her."

And I meant that.

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I missed this witch and decided to do a POV of her, now er know who the real slut is😂 hope y'all liked it.