Songs: House on fire by Sia

Mekhi's POV:

I should have known that she would have taken matters into her own hands. I help her clean up the shop and I want to yell at her for this shit but I don't. Scarlett will always have this side of her and there is nothing I can do about it, thanks to the man who raised her. I thought having Violet would change everything but now I know for sure she will never be able to change. She is right this is engrained into her whole being without it she is nothing...I wish that she could see what I see in her but that will never happen.

I need to go back by Drakes' house to get the documents for Violet. He has gotten all her papers in order for us and I want to surprise Scarlett with them later. He hands me the file and take them out to look at. Everything looks perfect. We let her keep her name but added our last name. She has a new birth certificate and social security card. I can't wait to show Scarlett later she will be excited. My phone buzzes as I am putting the documents back into the file folder. "Mekhi." I answer.

I already know what he is going to say the moment his voice comes from the other end. "I know you would want to know so I am calling to tell you that she is here."

What the fuck...she said she was going home why the hell is she there. "I will be right there...don't let her leave." I jump in the car and speed off to Virtual Desires. I thought we were over this shit but apparently not. I rack my brain all the way there trying to figure out why in the hell she chose to come here. Shit...she thinks I'm pissed off at her and I am but if she wanted to be punished...I could have done that.

When I pull up, I don't wait for them to open the door for me. "Where the fuck is she?" I glare at Elis. I'm glad he called me but at the same time I'm just aggravated that she is here; hell she could have went home. I would have handled this shit.

"Taylor escorted her to the Virtual room. She is upstairs, the last one to the right."

This Taylor guy and I are going to have to have words...I push past him and make my way up the stairs. Taylor is standing right outside the door. He stands up against the door as if he is going to try to stop me from going in. "Move out of my way or I will cap your ass." I flash my gun in my side holster. It doesn't surprise me when he moves to the side, holding his hands up for me not to shoot him.

I fling open the door to see her in mid-air. Cables hold her body up. I watch as her body jerks as if in pain from being whipped; I have seen her body arch that way a few times and then she falls to the floor all hunched over. I run over to her in panic mode thinking the worst and immediately jerk the head gear off. Tears stream her face. I grab her face and force her to look up at me. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Mekhi...what are you doing here?" She looks up at me in shock.

"I'm taking your ass home...that is what I'm doing here." I pull her up and peel off the damn suit that is skin tight on her. Underneath she is completely naked and I think only for a second about that Taylor asshole looking at her.  I get her dressed and pick her up not giving a shit about what anyone else thinks. As I head down the stairs to the first floor, I can't help but glare at Taylor. He knows damn well that she is not to be in there. Elis and I had this conversation the last time.

When I get down to the bottom floor, Elis gives me a concerned look. I just nod, "Thanks for calling me."

"No problem." He stands to the side letting me through.

I put her in my car and the whole way home she turns her head the other direction and looks out the window. I pull up to the house and she stays in the seat. I get out and walk around to open the door for her but she refuses to get out, so I kneel down beside her. "Scarlett...we are home come on get out." When she doesn't respond I touch her hand. "You can get out or I will get you out." I demand in a harsh tone.

She glares at me with tears in her eyes. She pushes me out of the way and starts walking into the house. I know she is pissed off about something. "Scarlett...we should talk about this you know?"I follow her through the house.

To my surprise it is nice and quiet. I get out my phone and text Meagan. And she replies right back. She decided to take Violet to her house for the day so we are in fact all alone in the house. I look up and Scarlett is walking into the workout room. I follow right behind her. "Scarlett we really need to talk about this?" I say again as I step up on the mat, I kick off my shoes.

She turns around and swings her arm knocking the shit out of me. "What the fuck?" I hold on to my jaw glaring back at her. She doesn't want to start this shit with me at the moment.

"You want to talk...you fucking humiliated me back there. You can't just step in and take over every damn thing."

"You don't  fucking belong there and you know it."

She swings again and I could have dodged out of the way but I let her hit me again, if this is what she needs I will let her beat the fucking shit out of me. "Why were you there anyway?"

"Because ever since I came out of that damn coma...you are different with me...it's like you are afraid that you are going to hurt me." She swings again this time hitting me in the chest. "I want you to hit me...punish me...hell FUCK the shit out of me...something!!!" She screams and I hear the crack in her voice that one pitch that I know she is really hurting inside.

I run my hand through my hair and then place my fist in front of my mouth. I catch myself biting my bottom lip. I have been easy on her but I feel that she is not ready...I don't want to hurt her. I can't lose her again. "I don't want to hurt you."

I see her nose flare up and her eyes cut right through me before she starts punching the shit out of me again. She wants me to fight back. I try to wrap my arms around her and she jabs me hard in the jaw. I reach back and hit her in the side.

"You hit like a little bitch...you can do better than that." She says spiteful. "Come on...I know you are mad at me...come on...punish me...hit me..." She goes to hit me again and I turn her around to face the other direction. I place my hands around her holding her against me so that she can't move.

I then pick her up and carry her to the other room. This is what she really wants. I set her down with her feet on the floor. I take off my clothes and then kneel in front of her.She looks down at me with fiery red eyes, more pissed off than before. "What are you doing?"

I look up at her and then cast my eyes downward. "You are mad at me...so punish me."

"This is not how this works." She shouts.

"It goes both ways remember...besides you are still pissed off about Nicole. You are mad at me for a million other things as well...especially me barging in and taking you out of there like a child. Come on...you are pissed off at me...here I am let's get this over with." I look forward and wait for her to punish the shit out of me.

Scarlett's POV:

He was right about a few things...I was still pissed off about this Nicole situation. But I took care of her ass...as for him interfering at the mansion...I was still mad about that. I walk over to the wall and grab one of the whips. When I walk back over to him, I place a hand on top of his head, letting his hair slide between my fingers. I push him forward and he is down on his knees and hands. I raise my other hand with the whip and swing it, letting it come across his back. It reddens in seconds. I give him four more licks and not once does he say anything...not one little sound escapes his mouth.

I reach down and pull him up by his hair and he glares back at me. I hold out my hand for his hand and he takes it and stands up. I take him over to the bed and cuff both hands to the bedpost and then I walk to the end of the bed and cuff both feet down. I strip out of my clothes and stand before him naked. I finally got my body back in shape and I look amazing.

I walk back over to the wall and grab a few other things to torture him with. I sway back over to the bed and clip the nipple clips on. After all they did cost us a small fortune...might as well use them. He smirks. I smirk back and hold up the diamond anal beads. "Scar...you can't be serious."

I let out a puff of air...almost laughing. I raise my eyebrows and place one hand between his legs. I ease each diamond into his tight ass. He grunts. "Relax...are you might hurt yourself." I smile wickedly and then once they are in place I straddle him. I ease myself onto his harden shaft and I go to work. I don't let up. He keeps pulling on the cuffs trying to free him but he has no way out of this. I ride him hard and just when I feel that he is about to go I reach down and jerk the diamonds out. He lets out a scream before his body jerks in all directions.

I watch him come. I fall onto his chest and listen to his heart race...practically thumping out of his chest. I wait a few seconds and then sit back up. I uncuff him and he massages both wrists, however we are not done here. He grabs me and pulls me underneath him.

"My turn." He smiles wickedly. He holds my hands down and enters me again. He gets up on his knees and grabs my leg pulling it upward so that he can get better access to me. He pounds into me a few times and then flips me over to go from behind. The moment he wraps his hands around my hair and pulls me into him, I cry out. He lets go...afraid that he has hurt me. "Don't stop...I'm ok..."

He decides to hold on to my shoulder and then he pushes me hard into the bed and pounds me deeper than ever...or maybe it's just been so long that I forgot that spot. Just before I release...he flips me back over so that he can watch me. Something that he has always loved to do...watching me go. He pounds hard and deep. My toes start to curl, my nails dig into his back and my body twitches...and convulses to life. My body tenses so hard and the moment the feeling starts to fade my body relaxes and he collapses on top of me. He lays there for a few minutes and then rolls over to his side.

"Fuck...oh my God you are amazing...you know that?"I start laughing. I feel a sharp pain in my skull and I go to massage my head. He sees my eyes squint. "Did I hurt you?"

"No...I'm fine." I tell him. I don't need him worrying about me besides if I complain he will probably never pull my hair again...and I actually like getting my hair pulled. It's just a little tender from the incision. I roll over and place my head on his chest. "Mekhi...this is what I need. I'm sorry that I'm so fucked up."

"Baby...you are not fucked up." He moves the few strands of hair out of my face.

I rise up and look at him dead in the eyes. "Yes I am and you know it. Hell we both are. I'm sorry that I will never be able to give up my lifestyle. I thought about it; I really have but this is just who I am."

"I know. I have been doing some thinking myself. I have decided to retire from being an assassin...and well...I think I am going to join you in cleaning. Hell we can be together more that way. I am still going to own all the club however I am in the process of hiring managers to take over all the different locations. I think if we are going to be a family...then I should be home and with you more often."

"You don't have to do that...I know how much you love what you do."

"But I love you more and if this is what you want then that's what I want too."