Forbidden Innocence: Tales of the Forbidden by Jaden Sinclair Page A
Authors: Jaden Sinclair
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might burst any moment. Cold blue eyes looked Shyla up and down, her nose wrinkled.
“Getting so a respectable woman can’t shop anymore.”
“Piss off, Beth.” Kera came up behind the woman, and Shyla breathed out in relief. From the corner of her eye she also saw Samara head their way.
“Well I should’ve known you’d be here,” the woman smirked.
“Trash does stick together,” she sang.
“You know, I’ve had about as much of your shit as I can take.” Kera moved so fast that no one, not even the woman before her could react.
Kera hit the blonde who went down on her ass. Shyla covered her mouth with both hands, looked wide eyed at the scene and waited for all hell to break loose.
“Shit Kera!” Samara gasped, grabbing hold of Kara’s arms.
“You bitch!” the blonde cried out, holding her nose, blood coming out the sides and between fingers. “You broke my nose!”
“And I’m about to break your ass!” Kera lunged again for her, Samara held her back.
“Time to go,” Samara said, nodding to Shyla. “Right now.” She struggled to pull Kera away. “Have the dressed charged to our account and delivered please,” she said, smiling as she pushed Kera out the front door. “Come on, Shyla.”
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Shyla couldn’t say a thing as she followed the two out of the store and into the car.
“Holy shit!” Samara huffed in shock once they pulled away.
“Yeah, well I’ve been dying to do that to the bitch since the first day I met her,” Kera stated, rubbing her knuckles.
“Remind me to never upset you then,” Shyla finally said.
The two of them looked at her then busted out laughing, Shyla joining in.
“Wait until Devon finds out about this one.”
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Chapter Eight
“Now explain to me again what the hell happened?” Devon demanded, pacing the dining room as the others sat trying to eat dinner.
“And please, don’t leave anything out.”
Blaine couldn’t hold back the smile or stop from laughing until the tears came after Samara told them all what happened in the store. Kera hit Beth White, and apparently broke her nose. It was too much. All the tension he felt simply poured out in the laughter. Devon blew up, once the call came in.
Shyla sat next to Blaine, touching nothing on her plate, watching the scene with wide eyes and a pale face. Samara smiled at her, gave a pat to the hand, and it seemed to ease Shyla some. Now why didn’t I think of doing that?
“I told you I’ve had enough of that bitch.” Kera pushed away from the table so fast her chair fell over backwards. “Every time I run into her she has something nasty to say. And I told her the last time it would be the last.”
“She’s going to sue, Kera, do you understand that?” Devon huffed, his face getting red in his anger. “I don’t have that kind of money to make that scornful bitch happy.”
“I’ll take care of it, Devon,” Blaine said, smiling again. “Hell, it’s worth it to me to pay. Never could understand what you saw in Beth anyway.”
Devon groaned, and Kera went off this time. “That’s right! You fucked the bitch!” Kera stormed out and Devon was right there behind her, yelling.
“Why’d you do that?” Samara sighed.
“Because it’s fun,” Blaine smiled.
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“You’re sick man.” Dane stated pointing his fork at Blaine.
“Yeah, so they tell me.”
“They’re going to be fighting all night now,” Samara said.
“No they won’t.” Dane shook his head, reaching for the bowl with the clams. “He’ll toss her over something, do his thing, have her screaming in pleasure and she’ll be all smiles again.”
“Excuse me,” Shyla said softly, pushing away from the table.
Blaine lost his good humour when he saw her pale face and tense body as she left the room. He groaned, slumped back in his chair and brought out a cigar, lighting it up, blowing smoke.
“Shit man, I’m sorry,” Dane said quickly.
“Don’t worry about it,” Blaine
“Getting so a respectable woman can’t shop anymore.”
“Piss off, Beth.” Kera came up behind the woman, and Shyla breathed out in relief. From the corner of her eye she also saw Samara head their way.
“Well I should’ve known you’d be here,” the woman smirked.
“Trash does stick together,” she sang.
“You know, I’ve had about as much of your shit as I can take.” Kera moved so fast that no one, not even the woman before her could react.
Kera hit the blonde who went down on her ass. Shyla covered her mouth with both hands, looked wide eyed at the scene and waited for all hell to break loose.
“Shit Kera!” Samara gasped, grabbing hold of Kara’s arms.
“You bitch!” the blonde cried out, holding her nose, blood coming out the sides and between fingers. “You broke my nose!”
“And I’m about to break your ass!” Kera lunged again for her, Samara held her back.
“Time to go,” Samara said, nodding to Shyla. “Right now.” She struggled to pull Kera away. “Have the dressed charged to our account and delivered please,” she said, smiling as she pushed Kera out the front door. “Come on, Shyla.”
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Shyla couldn’t say a thing as she followed the two out of the store and into the car.
“Holy shit!” Samara huffed in shock once they pulled away.
“Yeah, well I’ve been dying to do that to the bitch since the first day I met her,” Kera stated, rubbing her knuckles.
“Remind me to never upset you then,” Shyla finally said.
The two of them looked at her then busted out laughing, Shyla joining in.
“Wait until Devon finds out about this one.”
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Chapter Eight
“Now explain to me again what the hell happened?” Devon demanded, pacing the dining room as the others sat trying to eat dinner.
“And please, don’t leave anything out.”
Blaine couldn’t hold back the smile or stop from laughing until the tears came after Samara told them all what happened in the store. Kera hit Beth White, and apparently broke her nose. It was too much. All the tension he felt simply poured out in the laughter. Devon blew up, once the call came in.
Shyla sat next to Blaine, touching nothing on her plate, watching the scene with wide eyes and a pale face. Samara smiled at her, gave a pat to the hand, and it seemed to ease Shyla some. Now why didn’t I think of doing that?
“I told you I’ve had enough of that bitch.” Kera pushed away from the table so fast her chair fell over backwards. “Every time I run into her she has something nasty to say. And I told her the last time it would be the last.”
“She’s going to sue, Kera, do you understand that?” Devon huffed, his face getting red in his anger. “I don’t have that kind of money to make that scornful bitch happy.”
“I’ll take care of it, Devon,” Blaine said, smiling again. “Hell, it’s worth it to me to pay. Never could understand what you saw in Beth anyway.”
Devon groaned, and Kera went off this time. “That’s right! You fucked the bitch!” Kera stormed out and Devon was right there behind her, yelling.
“Why’d you do that?” Samara sighed.
“Because it’s fun,” Blaine smiled.
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“You’re sick man.” Dane stated pointing his fork at Blaine.
“Yeah, so they tell me.”
“They’re going to be fighting all night now,” Samara said.
“No they won’t.” Dane shook his head, reaching for the bowl with the clams. “He’ll toss her over something, do his thing, have her screaming in pleasure and she’ll be all smiles again.”
“Excuse me,” Shyla said softly, pushing away from the table.
Blaine lost his good humour when he saw her pale face and tense body as she left the room. He groaned, slumped back in his chair and brought out a cigar, lighting it up, blowing smoke.
“Shit man, I’m sorry,” Dane said quickly.
“Don’t worry about it,” Blaine
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