Page 79 of The Don’s Virgin Obsession

What I saw next, I wasn’t ready for.

The scene didn’t play out intimately. I could see it in her eyes; she didn’t want it. But I knew niggas, I was one. I never manipulated a woman to fuck me or please her, so the shit was cringe. I watched him take off her leggings and push her legs up. As soon as he went down on her, I frowned, but I wasn’t sure what I felt in that moment.

Maybe jealousy, maybe anger, maybe…

Why me?

My body moved faster than my mind did. Before I knew it, I was doing ninety on the freeway to Crown Heights. Now I had to dig into this nigga’s life and see who the fuck he was.

By the time I got there, my mood was on ten.

I walked through the building, fast as fuck, heart beating harder than it should’ve been over a woman that wasn’t mine.

When I got to the unit, I heard movement inside.

I stepped in.

Sade froze immediately.

Her eyes widened like she already knew.

Dude was gone, but the energy was still there.

I looked around the room before my eyes landed on her.

“What’s wrong?” she asked carefully.

I laughed once under my breath. “You tell me.”

She swallowed hard. “Vaughn…”

I held the iPad up. The surveillance video sat paused on the screen, but I hit play, right on the part where her legs were over his shoulders.

Her face went pale instantly. “Vaughn, I⁠—”

I smirked devilishly, even though I was mad as hell. “What? Thought that I wouldn’t find your virgin, horny ass getting head on my countertops?”

Her face dropped.

“It’s not even like that,” she said quickly.

“It looked exactly like that, tho’.”

She looked away from me completely now.

“I’m sorry,” she said softly.

I stared at her for a second.

Sorry.

That word pissed me off because why the fuck did she feel like she owed me an apology? She wasn’t my woman.

I had to remember that.

Fast.

“You got this nigga in my building eating pussy before noon,” I said dryly. “That’s impressive. I ain't even fucked in this muthafucka.”