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Titan

W hen I came back to the limo after saying bye to my family I wasn’t expecting to see Bailey hunched over crying when I opened the back door.

My heart felt like someone was squeezing it seeing her like this and I immediately got in but when I put my arms around her, she snatched away from me like my touch burned her.

A small part of me was trying to reason that her response to me had nothing to do with me but the larger part of me who wanted nothing more than to comfort my woman and see how I could make her feel better, was pissed the fuck off.

I rubbed my hand over my face when I felt my eye twitch.

I pressed the button for the intercom that was on the door handle and told Lloyd to drive, and when the limo pulled away from the curb I didn’t try to reach for Bailey’s ass again.

I had planned on taking her back to my house, taking hot bubble bath together, pouring her some wine, and then spending the rest of the night quenching my thirst with her pussy on my tongue.

But now I was taking her ass home, she never rejected my touch, and the fact that she did it now pissed me off more than I wanted to admit.

Was I pouting right now? Yes. Did I give a fuck? Fuck no.

The drive to Bailey’s house was tense, eventually, she stopped crying and now she was looking out the window at nothing in particular.

My eye wouldn’t stop twitching because I wanted to know why she was crying; something told me it had to do with that fake Ginuwine looking ass nigga she was talking to a while ago.

I rubbed my hands together to literally stop myself from reaching for her hand that was now on the seat between us.

I was lost in my thoughts trying to figure out what it was about that ponytail having ass nigga that made my baby cry.

I was still thinking about it when I felt Bailey’s hand touch mine before she laced our fingers together.

Her touch immediately alleviated all the tension from my body, and I gripped her hand like my life depended on it before I pulled her into my arms. I felt her tense for a split second before she finally relaxed into my embrace and that angered me all over again.

“Baby please tell me what’s wrong?” I pleaded, but I made sure not to raise my voice. I learned a couple of weeks ago during a small argument we had that Bailey was stubborn as fuck and as soon as I raised my voice, she shut down and didn’t speak to me the rest of the day out of spite.

“I interned at Angel’s dad’s company during college, and I loved it there. Shortly after I graduated, they hired me full-time.” She paused when the limo stopped in front of her building and she looked a little surprised, but she shook it off.

“Will you stay with me?” She whispered. When she looked at me with those big brown eyes and although her lashes were clumped together from her tears and the makeup around her eyes was smudged, in this moment with her walls down, I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

I felt my heart attaching itself with hers even more.

The realization that I was in love with Bailey was a reality that should have scared me shitless, but I welcomed it, I just hoped she was ready to receive it.

“Of course,” I said, giving her a soft kiss on her forehead. I know I was angry a little while ago, but that feeling was quickly put to the side because she needed me right now.

Once we were inside her house, Bailey sat on her sectional while I went to the kitchen to pour us some drinks.

I filled a short glass with the vodka she kept in her freezer, and I poured myself a glass of the cognac she kept here for me.

I left her kitchen and walked down the three small steps to her sunken living room, and she took her drink from me as I sat down.

I watched her silently as she took a sip and sighed after she swallowed the cold vodka.

When she put her glass down on the end table, I pulled her feet into my lap and took off her shoes.

She moaned when I massaged the arches of her feet and ran my hands up her calves.

I hoped my touch relaxed her enough to talk to me.

After a few moments of silence she picked up from where she left off in the limo.

“After I started working at the company full time I was given some advertising projects that made good money for both the client and the company. I was surprised by how much my ideas were being used. It seemed like I had the Midas touch. A year later, I was getting assigned bigger projects. Then one day Davis Advertising had the opportunity to sign one of its biggest clients, Ruby Cola. However, in order to get a meeting with the CEO the company requested only the top people at Davis Advertising would be working on their account. I was one of the thirty people selected, and I was so excited.” Bailey paused to take another drink.

“After we landed Ruby Cola, me and a handful of the team started working late on their advertising for their new pop. At the time Angelo wasn’t the VP he was our team’s manager.

The thing about Angel is although he’s a dick, he’s really good at his job.

Nepotism may have gotten him his job, but he really did work hard.

He was knowledgeable about Ruby Cola and their needs for their advertising campaign, so it was no surprise when he started working late with us.

Each night we worked on this campaign I stayed later and later, and he would stay too.

He really was a good person to work with and bounce ideas off of and he was funny, so it made working late bearable.

” I controlled my anger and focused on keeping Bailey relaxed when I heard her voice catch, as though she was about to cry again.

“We worked hard as fuck for two months and by that time rumors were starting to circulate that me and Angel were trying to hide a relationship because he only stayed late when I did, and people were saying that he was the reason I was on this project. But I ignored that shit because nothing was going on between us and he had a reputation of being a man whore, and I didn’t want any part of that. ”

“One night I was working hard pouring over months of work making sure it was perfect when he came to my desk. He said, ‘We’ve been here long enough, let's take a break, we’ve earned it.’ I agreed so we went to the bar around the corner from the office.”

“When we got there, we ordered some food and drinks, we were having a good time not talking about work. I had to use the restroom and when I came back we finished our food and drinks and left. Once we got near the office, I started feeling a little dizzy, but I did have two drinks at the bar, so I told myself I was buzzed. I told Angel I was going to head home since I wouldn’t be able to focus on work now.

He agreed and since it was dark, he offered to walk me to my car which was in the parking garage underneath the building. ”

I felt my pulse quicken because I had a feeling where this story was going.

“By the time we got to my car it was like I had trouble staying on my feet and that’s when I knew something was wrong because two drinks never had me stumbling and I noticed every time I would stumble, Angel’s hands would be holding me up, but they would graze my breasts or ass.

Everything felt sensitive, I remember the wind blew and it felt like my nerves were exposed and each time he touched me I felt oddly aroused.

It was so weird.” Bailey’s voice shook as she wiped tears from her eyes, and I pulled her to me so she could rest her head on my shoulder.

“When we reached my car, I felt like I was floating, drunk, horny, and disoriented, by the time my mind connected that I was drugged he moved me toward his truck, which was parked next to my car, and pushed me into the backseat. At the time I didn’t think that it was strange that he was parked next to me, but after the shock wore off, I knew his truck being there was premeditated.

He climbed in on top of me and my arms couldn’t push him hard enough.

I remember him looking me in the eyes as he put his head between my legs, and I remember the shame I felt when my body orgasmed, and I couldn’t stop him from licking and touching me everywhere.

” Her tears turned into body wracking sobs now and my touch was gentle as I rubbed her back to soothe her, but my blood was boiling.

I wanted to kill that bitch Angel and cut his tongue out for tasting what was mine and cut his hands off for touching what was mine.

“When I woke up in the backseat of my car Angel was gone and I cried so hard when I drove myself to the Emergency Room. They did an exam and told me I had no signs of vaginal penetration or bruising but I tested positive for a mixture of ecstasy and roofies. I called off work, I reported the incident to HR and once Angel’s father got notice of it, instead of allowing HR to investigate thoroughly he called a meeting with me.

He must have known Angel was guilty, but instead of firing his son he offered me a promotion in a different department with a bonus that even I knew was too much for the position.

I’m far from stupid, so I knew it was hush money, but I did not take the position or money; I quit.

But I was given a high six-figure severance package, which was the money I turned down for the position I was offered. ”

“I felt so ashamed, and I never reported it to the police because if there was no penetration what could I prove, and would they believe me? It would have been his word against mine. Although I had the drug test, I still didn’t report it because I felt like with their money and influence they could spin those results in their favor.

Also, his father donates a lot of money to the police, I never told my family or Marlow.

I buried myself into finding a new job but eventually I had the idea to start my own company.

I went to therapy. It took a long time before I even drank or allowed a man to touch me in an intimate way.

But as the years went by, I started to feel like myself again. ”

I was still massaging small circles on her back as she curled up on my lap, her head now resting on my chest.

“I’m so sorry you went through that baby.” My voice was filled with emotion, and I felt like I was close to crying too. Bailey was precious to me, and to know she went through that shit made me want to hit something.

“I was young and didn’t know what to do.

It’s so easy to say what you would do in a situation until it actually happens to you.

Especially when you’re a victim of sexual assault, the victim always gets blamed or shamed for the assault happening especially if the abuser is high profile like Angel.

So, I just felt like I wasn’t going to be protected if I went to the police. ”

“I want to beat that fake ass Aaron Pierre, Ginuwine, looking nigga’s ass and then choke him with that greasy looking ass ponytail.

” I let the anger I felt fill my voice. I lifted Bailey’s head from my chest and cradled her face between my hands.

Her eyes looked haunted right now, but I could see her strength in their depths.

I kissed her softly and looked back into her eyes.

“I love you and I promise you won’t ever have to feel like you’re not protected.

And I know you’re strong baby, but I don’t ever want you to be afraid to be vulnerable with me.

” I felt absolute in my feelings. She reached up and covered my hands with hers as tears started streaming down her face.

“You love me? For real?” I could tell from the way she was nibbling her lip that she was trying not to smile just in case I didn’t mean what the fuck I just told her, but she can go ahead and show all her pretty ass teeth because I never said shit I didn’t mean.

“Bailey, I knew I was in love with you the day I left the airport and broke every traffic law to pop up on yo’ fine ass at your office.”

“I fuckin’ knew it! Talking ‘bout ‘I only came by because you didn’t call me’ I knew I had your nose wide open and ready to smell my punany.

” I had to laugh at that because she was absolutely right.

If Bailey would have laid on her desk with her legs open and told me to smell her pussy that day.

I would have immediately got on my knees and pressed my face against her pussy and inhaled her scent like I was using an oxygen mask.

She wiped her face while I laughed and then she looked me in the eyes.

“I love you too Titan.” She gave me the sweetest smile before she leaned in and kissed me passionately. I sucked her tongue as the weight of this moment settled over me and I felt like the happiest man alive. Me and Bailey just crossed a milestone that most people took a long time to get to.

We didn’t need a long time to know we loved each other because when you spend a long time in a relationship that ain’t worth a damn, it doesn’t take you a long time to know when the right person comes into your life.

I admit I wasn’t looking for love after my divorce but in my heart I knew I wanted to experience it again.

I believe that when you ask and pray to God to bring you someone to love and he does.

Why let something so insignificant like the amount of time you knew a person get in the way of expressing your feelings?

If you know how you feel, say that shit because tomorrow ain’t promised.

That’s why I didn’t think it was too soon for us to say we love each other.

“Let’s go to bed my love,” I said, breaking the kiss and carrying her to the bedroom.