Crazy couple episode 17 & 18

👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨CRAZY COUPLE🧎🏼‍♂️
{She’s stubborn 🎊 He’s arrogant}
I looked away from him with sweetness flowing throu-gh my veins.
I thought he won’t care…
I didn’t know how to reply him though I wanted him to ask me how I felt so much.
“Am recovering since you wanted to kill me with everything in you” I said and he scoffed.
“I was easy on you cause you were starting to cry my ears out. Just two f!ngersinside you and you’re alre-ady screaming like they drove a dagger up your cl!t” he said and I g@sped.
“Jeremy, you’re so raw!” I ra-psed.
He sm-irked and left the room.
How can he say those words to me? I slowly crossed my legs imagining a dagger being…
I shuddered.
What an awful thought.
My phone began ringing and I picked it up.
Why is Kelvin bothering me?
We exchanged plea-santries and we talked for a while before I hung up.
I stayed in be-d watching TV since I was given two weeks leave for my honeymoon.
I got to the office with my personal as-sistant trailing behind me carrying my briefcase.
I sat on the chair and she dropped my cu-p of coffee on the table.
I don’t even have an appetite for it since I made breakfast. I actually goggled it.
‘What to do the next morning after first intim-acy with your p@rtner’.
My P.A Vivian dropped the files she was holding on the table and turned on the system. She dropped the briefcase on the floor close to my chair.
“Is there anything else you nee-d sir?” She asked but I ignored her and brou-ght out my phone from my back pocket.
She stood infront of my desk waiting for me to ask her to leave.
I brushed my hair with my hands.
I have long hair so I tied it up with a black band.
My mom doesn’t like how long it is and she tries so many times to give me a hair cut but i never let her.
And it made me look more h0tter.
I glanced at my P.A who have been standing since.
I took my eyes down to her che-st area.
So expo-sed.
I’ve told her a dozen times that I don’t do office r0m@nç£whatever $h!t!
She’s so stubborn.
I’ll fire her sooner or later.
“Get out” I ordered sternly.
She stepped back and left the office.
As soon as she left, the door bur-st open and my friends barged in.
So early in the morning.
Peter shut the door and they c@m£ close.
“As*hole!” Jeffrey ra-psed and sat on one of the seats facing my desk. He dropped his legs on the table.
Peter sat on my table backing me.
He had a long tennis ball 🎾and he threw the hall at my glas-s door and it bounced back to him.
Crazy friends…
“Hey mr married. You ignoring us now??” Jeffrey asked sounding quite pissed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked completely lost.
“Why the hell weren’t you answering your calls last night?” He asked twirling on the chair.
“Bet he was scre-wing wifey” Pete muttered.
“I smashed my phone” I replied and they turned their eyes on me.
“You and your anger issues…Anyway, today’s my f-cking birthday” Jeffrey said and I g@sped.
Totally forgot.
“Happy birthday di-ckhead!” I said and threw my pen at him.
He chuckled.
“Am giving you VIP invite to the p@rty at my mansion. Bring wifey too, I wanna spoil her” he said grinning.
“Hands off, you pr*ck!” I jibe-d and he laughed.
“Okay, you guys can leave now before you trash my office”.
“Okay bro. See you tonight” Peter said and got down from my table.
Jeffrey got up and brou-ght his hand for our best friend handshake.
We shook hands and ended it with jamming our knuckles.
I was so bored but felt happy when I heard Jeremy’s car drive in.
Finally, someone to tease and insult.
I got off the be-d noticing the pain inbetween my legs had subsided.
I went downstairs and just as I was about to turn,
I bu-mped into Jeremy and our foreheads jammed.
I ru-bbe-d it slowly.
“Jeremy! Do you want to give me a headache!?” I half yelled.
He rolled his eyes.
“It’s your damn fault. How am I supposed to know you’re missing me so much and too eager to meet me” he said and I pouted myl-ips.
“Apologize Jeremy” i mumbled.
“In your dreams…” He said and left for the stairs.
I should have just stayed at the room than to come downstairs and get humiliated and he can’t even apologize.
I went into the be-droom and met Jeremy in a beautiful black jumpsuit. He looked like a model in the outfit with his great black hair.
Why am I even complimenting the arrogant bast*rd??
I sat on the be-d and folded my arms.
“Where are you going?” I asked squee-zing my face.
He walked to the make up table and took his cologne.
“To a p@rty. Jeffery’s birthday” he replied.
I loathe that guy.
He’s so wicked and heartless.
I hate him so much.
“Can I come along?” I asked.
He turned to look at me.
“I thought you hate the dude” he said and I nodded.
“But am bored and I want to go out” I whined.
“Am not the one that told you to take a honeymoon leave from your work” he said.
“Am not like you that don’t cherish the honeymoon weeks. Wait until the ghost of honeymoon haunts you for going to work during our honeymoon”.
He laughed.
“Crazy woman. Am giving you 5 minutes to dress your f××king self up and meet me in my car” he said and left the room.
I smiled and went to the closet
Jeremy and I arrived at the p@rty which was taking place at Jeffery’s mansion.
I wore jean with a black t©p and a scarf around my n£¢k.
The maid received us and took us to the garden where there was a long round table filled with drinks.
Jeffrey got up and half hvgged Jeremy.
“Welcome brother…” He grouse.
I glanced at the table.
There were three girls around but I recognized one. She was one of my clas-smates back in highschool, Samantha.
Jeffrey sm-irked.
“You brou-ght wifey…” He grinned.
“As*hole” I muttered glaring at him.
“Nice to see you too nerd–”
He didn’t complete his statement as Jeremy sh0t him a stare.
He chuckled and raised his hands showing he surrendered.
“So she can insult me but I can’t” he gro-an ed.
“Do you value your ba-lls?” Jeremy dead panned and he stepped back again.
“Am just kidding bro. don’t kill me, today’s my day” he said and returned to his seat.
Jeremy walked to the table and sat down.
I sat three seats away from him.
He’s not my babysitter.
Suddenly, Peter and another guy walked towards us from the mansion.
Peter had a cigarette in his mouth smoking.
A ra-p song was pla-ying from a speaker.
he just had to seat close to me.
“Hey sunshine” he said and dropped his hand on my seat.
“Hey punk-as* bi*ch” I greeted and he scoffed.
“You’re a n@ûghty woman” he grinned and put the cigar back into his mouth.
I took a bottle of beer and drank from it.
So bitter…
Samantha got up and began dancing.
She’s good..
“Come here baby” Jeffrey said and li-cked hisl-ips.
Sam went to him and pu-ll-ed up her mini Sk-irt and began twer-king on his l@p.
I rolled my eyes and drank my beer some more.
“You look less ugly Stella. Did you go for plastic surgery?” Peter tea-sed outloud and Jeffrey laughed.
I scoffed.
“I can see your p@n-ts are ti-ght and your c°ck is a bit more visible. Did you go for pe-nise-nlargement? If yes then I better call your ex girlfriend Gianna and let her know your pimp isn’t as short as an eraser now” I replied and everyone else g@sped except Jeremy.
He chuckled and dropped his phone on the table.
“Woah…you turned me off” Peter sm-irked looking suprised and a bit embarras-sed.
“Trust me, am not the Stella you used to know” I jibe-d feeling quite good about myself.
“Oh really?….Jeremy how are you dealing with this little se×y tiger? Does she bite?” Jeffrey said and Jeremy rolled his eyes.
“Don’t poke the bear you motherfu°ker” he replied glaring at Jeff.
“You know what?
Let we the ladies go into the house and have our own p@rty.
While you boys talk” Sam said and the two other girls agreed to her suggestion.
I stood up and followed them inside the mansion.
I laughed outloud as it reached my turn again. We were pla-ying a game and whoever lost would drink a cu-p of tequila and vodka missed together. More like whisky.
I think am going drun!kalre-ady and so was the girls since we can’t st©p laughing.
“Okay…okay, have you ever given Jeremy a b!owjob n-ked?” Sam asked laughing.
“No” I replied and they pas-sed me a glas-s.
“Drink it! Drink it!” They sang and I gulped the whole content in the bottle with my head spinning.
The funny thing is that we’re all drun!kand being truthful about the questions.
“Jeremy is going to kill me for ma-king his wife drun!k” Sam said turning on the stool.
I had a hiccu-p.
I reached for the bottle of whisky.
the girls, Linda and Kate tried to take the bottle from me.
“That’s enough!” They yelped.
I kept dragging the bottle with them.
“You should have said you can’t handle much alcohol, geeeeeeez!” Kate said and f0rç£d the bottle out of my hand.
“How was it? Was it heaven or hell?” Peter asked still smoking.
I twitched.
“She was good down there though I didn’t get to explore her. She was crying and I just had to pu-ll out before my d°ck murders her” I replied.
“I knew she would be too sweet cause of her nice round as•. Damn! Am alre-ady ha-rd men. Just hearing you describe her pu*s*. I nee-d to shut this p@rty down and go deal with this ha-rd ness” Jeffrey said relaxing back on his chair.
“I never imagined Stella could change so much to a beautiful heavy chick” Pete said.
“Shut the hell up you j£rk. That’s someb©dy’s wife you dreaming of fu-cking” Jeff said and hit Peter on his head.
I ignored them and continued re-ading news on social media.
Just then, the girls arrived holding Stella like she couldn’t walk.
They helped her eat beside me.
I glanced at her closely.
Oh…She’s drun!k.
“Am de-eply sorry men…we didn’t know the alcohol will have so much effect on her” one of the girls said and I didn’t even spare her a glance.
Sam was drun!ktoo.
She fell on the floor turning her head about.
I felt like beating Stella till she cried.
Why would she drink with this freaks when she knows she can’t handle it.
Peter li-cked herl-ips.
“She’s damn ti-ght for sure” he remarked.
I took an empty bottle from the table and threw it at him.
Lucky for him, he dodged it.
Stella ru-bbe-d her eyes and stood up.
She walked to me and sat on my l@p.
Did she just do that?
She circled her hands around my n£¢k.
“From now on, you’re my wife” she said and dropped her head on my shoulder.
Then she raised her head up again and k!$$£d me. My eyes wi-de-ned.
I did not see that coming at all.
She began saying gibberish.