Chapter Nine: The Upper Hand
Andre woke with a groan, one hand flying to his head as if the pain had struck him from the inside.
"Damn…" he muttered, squeezing his eyes shut. "My head feels like it's splitting in two."
I stirred beside him, lifting myself onto one elbow. Morning light spilled softly through the curtains, touching the sharp planes of his face, the faint crease between his brows.
"You're awake," I said gently.
He turned toward me slowly, confusion flickering across his eyes before focus settled in. "What happened…. last night?"
I took a breath.
Then I told him everything.
Not pieces. Not softened versions.
Everything.
From overhearing Blair and Mabel's conversation in the hallway… to the broken glass… to the drink… to Blair locking the door and touching what she had no right to touch.
Andre's body went rigid beside me.
His jaw clenched so hard I thought his teeth might crack.
"She drugged me?" he said coldly.
"Yes."
"She touched me?"
"Yes."
The room felt heavier with every word.
"She should be dead" he said quietly. Too quietly.
I turned fully toward him, placing my hand over his chest, feeling the storm beneath his skin. "No."
His eyes snapped to mine. "Sarah—"
"Please," I said, my voice steady but firm. "Let me handle this."
He searched my face, torn between rage and restraint. "She crossed a line."
"She crossed my line first," I replied. "And I know exactly how to make her regret it."
Silence stretched between us.
Finally, he exhaled. "I don't like this."
"I know."
"But I trust you." He said while meeting my eyes that was filled with hope…
That mattered more than anything.
I smiled softly and slid out of bed. "I'm going to take a shower, then head to the store.
That's when he noticed, I was naked… He smirked…
"There's a soup my mum used to make whenever I was sick or overwhelmed. It'll help with the headache." I said bringing him back from his thoughts
He watched me, his gaze warm despite the tension. "You're too good to me."
I leaned down and kissed his temple. "Rest. I'll be back soon."
I turned toward the bathroom.
Moments later, the door opened again.
Andre stepped in naked and stood close to me.
You came in here alone with all this sexiness, after asking me for a big Favour, I deserve a little bribe, don't I?, he asked smirking…
The steam rose quickly, wrapping us in warmth. He turned me around as his dick pressed against my ass,His hands found my waist, slow and sure, He pulls me closer to him. His lips brushed my shoulder, then my neck,as his left hands found his way to my nipples, I let out a soft moannn, fuckkkk, I moaned, his right hands found lingering like he was looking for something, then it touch my clit and held onto it like he just found a treasure, slowing rubbing it, as I felt his dick veins, touching me hard like it was about popping out from his dick, he rubbed my clit so intensely and those hands…. Urghh I could say were made perfectly for them…
His dick found it's way inside me, Uhhhh, I moaned, it felt like I was finally in that heaven, he slowly moved his dick so savory inside me, grinding himself in me, He then increased his pace, faster….., Fuckkkkk…. ahhh….. yes daddy…harderrr…., was all I could say… then he went Soo fast this one time, his left hand on my neck, his right hand holding my hands like he wanted to be in full control over me, he fucked me so good I couldn't breathe for the longest time….. then I felt it on my ass, his hot cum… all over….goshhh it felt so good….
We remained in a particular position for a moment and For that moment, it felt like the world disappeared.
Water ran. Breath mingled. Touch spoke what words couldn't.
I turned in his arms, pressing my forehead to his chest. "Dre…"
"Mm?"
" I think I love you too"
He smiled, Not sure yet?, He asked
That means I still got work to do..I'm gonna make you so sure that you wouldn't think rather you'll know you love me, he said as he kissed me on my forehead..
We stood in silent in a hug for a while
"Uhmm", I said breaking the silence
"I need you to do something for me."
He smiled faintly. "That tone usually means trouble."
"Call Blair," I said. "Ask her to come here while I'm gone."
His face went all cold as he stiffened. "Why?"
"Just trust me," I said. "She'll make another move. But This time, it'll be on our ground."
He studied my face, I don't like this plan
What if it puts you in danger.
Nothing will happen to me dre, I said
"Alright." He finally agreed
But just this one time, he added
Sure… I said smiling
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I dressed quickly afterward and left the house.
But I didn't go to the market.
I went straight to my old family house.
Blair was pacing the living room like a trapped animal.
Her voice rose and fell as she argued with Mabel, anger and frustration dripping from every word.
"She ruined everything!" Blair snapped. "She heard us. She planned this."
"Calm down," Mabel said sharply. "You should thank the stars that You're still breathing.. and That's what matters."
I stood outside, listening.
Smiling.
The phone rang.
They both froze.
Mabel turned slowly. "Pick it up."
Blair hesitated, then answered.
Her face changed instantly.
She covered the phone, eyes lighting up. "Mum… it's Andre." She whispered
I almost laughed.
When she hung up, she spun in circles. "He wants me to make soup for him. He said he feels dizzy. He said Sarah isn't around."
Pathetic, I can't believe he'll fall me this easily, She said..
"I told you," Mabel said smugly. "Men always come back."
Blair danced toward the kitchen
Mum come help me out, she said….
Of course she was too spoiled that she doesn't know her way around the kitchen…
I'm gonna make him mine and put Sarah in her place, She said as she laughed like she had already started planning her victory.
I turned away.
Time to move. I thought
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I went to the store properly this time, bought the ingredients I needed, then returned home quietly, parking a distance away.
I waited.
Soon enough, a car pulled up.
Blair stepped out.
She wore a short cream dress that hugged her curves, showing off her long legs. Her hair was styled in soft waves, makeup flawless, lips glossy.
I scoffed, of course she had to dress up, typical Blair, I said
She rang the bell like she owned the place.
Bruce opened the door.
"Let her in," Andre's voice came from inside.
She walked in proudly.
I slipped around the side and entered through the back.
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At the top of stairs, Andre stood there , pretending to rub his temples.
"Did you bring the soup?" he asked.
She lifted the container with a smile. "Right here."
"Bring it up." He said
She went to the kitchen first, dished it out, then adjusted her dress — just a little looser, just a little more skin — before heading upstairs.
When she entered the room, Andre had slumped in his chair, eyes closed.
She smirked.
"Poor thing," she murmured, then added under her breath, "Sarah never deserved you."
I'm more prettier and attractive, I'm glad you realized it sooner, She whispered
That was when I climbed upstairs to see her panties on the stair rail, I shook my head and giggled
Slut, I said
I entered the room, and the scene I met took me by surprise, I couldn't help laughing
Blair was already restrained — ribbons binding her wrists, tape over her mouth.
She froze when she saw me.
Andre stood beside me.
"She wanted to touch what was yours," he said coldly. "I couldn't tolerate it."
I laughed softly and kissed him, slow and deliberate, right in front of her.
"You did well, my love."
Blair's eyes burned with fury.
I pulled the tape from her mouth.
"What the heck is this Sarah?" she screamed. "Dad won't forgive you!", if you dare do anything funny..
I leaned closer. "I don't give a fuck about him."
I smiled. "I told you I'd pay you back ten times."
I stepped back and nodded to the guards. "Take her to the basement."
They dragged her out as she screamed and struggled.
I watched calmly.
Step two down, I thought.
And this was just the beginning