See No Evil – The Book of Legend Read Online Tiana Laveen

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic Tags Authors:
Advertisement

Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 112755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
<<<<6171798081828391101>121
Advertisement


“What?”

“You and me, Axel, we both needed help, so Ms. Florence stepped in. She took care of her part, so we could take care of ours.”

They looked at one another, and gave each other a pound. Legend turned the radio back on, and they listened to Jaheim’s, ‘Anything’ as Axel started the van, and off they went.

Secrets were buried no more. He’d no longer bear the burden of a secret that was never intended to be kept.

“Tell the truth. Shame the devil, Legend.

You told your brother your story, and now, the devil weeps…”

– Ms. Florence

“I’m going to kill you.” Desiree tossed the towel aside and sat back on the bench, flushed with angry heat.

Legend stood there holding the weight, looking at her as if she was crazy.

“Look, girl, this was your idea. You told me you felt like you were putting on weight since classes started. I told you that you looked fine. You brought it up again, saying you were getting out of shape, and that it’s my fault because I cook for you too much. So, I said come to the gym with me then, and I’ll help you shed a few pounds. Now, you accuse me of tryna murder you by trying to show you how to lift the weights the proper way, and you want to threaten my life. You need to either do the exercises the correct way, or chill.”

“How ’bout I take that dumbbell over there and shove it down yo’ throat? I’m tired of hearin’ you talking to me.”

He burst out laughing. “If anything ever happens to me, I’ll make sure Axel knows that you should be the number one suspect. You ain’t comin’ with me no more. Trust and believe it.”

“Good!” she snapped. She huffed and puffed, watching him show off as he did his workout routine. Legend had on a pair of red shorts, sneakers and socks. His earbuds were jammed in his ears, and that was it—no shirt. The shorts kept sticking to his skin from all the perspiration, and his big eggplant dick print was showing clear as a bell. He kept popping and hopping along from machine to machine, his big muscles ripped, flexing, and glossy with sweat.

She wanted to, but also shove him down a giant black hole, too.

“You can stop mean muggin’ me, mean ass lady!” he teased, calling out to her from afar. He stuck his tongue out at her, then jumped on the treadmill.

Bastard.

She grabbed her water bottle out of the gym bag, and chugged a good amount of it.

Oh, Lord. He just needs to stop cookin’ so much food and I’ll be okay. I can just walk in the mornings and stop eating his chicken lasagna, pot roast with the gold potatoes, and those damn white chocolate praline cookies he made for me last week. Oh, my God. I’m doomed. Her mouth watered just thinking about them.

After about ten more minutes, he was finally finished with his workout.

“Can we go now?”

“Yeah. Come back here with me.”

She looked ahead and saw a door with ‘Men’ written above it.

“But that’s the men’s locker and shower room. I’ll wait over here.” She slipped her water bottle into her gym bag, and got to her feet.

“Ain’t nobody ever back there when I come this late here but me.”

“Huh? Now I know I can mess up some grammar, but my Lord! What are you even sayin’?”

“Nobody is back here! You see how small this gym is. It’s not like Planet Fitness. Just wait in the back with me.”

She wondered if this was one of his tricks. She’d discovered that Legend enjoyed playing games, making her the butt of a joke, such as plastic snakes in the toilet, and fake winning lottery tickets. So damn childish…

“Come on. I only need to take a quick five-minute shower, get dressed, and then we can go pick up Kaylee from your mother’s.”

“Okay. Five minutes, Legend.”

She followed him into the men’s area. She looked around and saw a water cooler, three shower stalls, and about twenty blue lockers. Legend approached one and removed his jeans and other attire to put on. She took a seat on a long bench next to him, while he gathered a bar of soap and a washcloth, a stick of deodorant, and walked to one of the shower stalls.

She could see him as he stripped down… and her pussy yelled, ‘Sweet mercy,’ at the sight of him. He lathered up his hair, then his body, working up suds all over his physique. He rinsed off a few minutes later, toweled himself off, wrapped it around his waist, and came hustling back her way.

His stare as he approached was a tad too intense, making her a little apprehensive. Then, the towel dropped to the floor. He didn’t bother to pick it up. He proceeded to casually apply the deodorant, placed it in his bag, then stood there, staring.


Advertisement

<<<<6171798081828391101>121

Advertisement