Vengeance

Chapter 3


They were having a night full of sex.

- You better lick it hard boy! *Said Angelina, while Brad pulled out his tongue and licked her clitoris and her juices. He wanted to have her pussy this time but she had control of him this time. – You won’t get any of this unless you make it wet again. *He was giving out his hardest effort to please her, she knew that, but she wanted to make him want her more. She was trying to think about other things but he was really driving her crazy. He knew her weak points.

She was getting very hot. He could feel the heat on his entire face. He positioned himself on top of her, kissing, licking, sucking and biting her nipples. He was about to enter her pussy very hard…

*claaashhhh!*

A rock broke the window. Both of them jumped out of the bed and started getting dressed. Brad saw the rock that was thrown at the window and noticed that it had a paper wrapped around it so he went to pick it up. Before picking it up he looked around, outside the window to see if he could see anyone, but he saw nobody around. It would have been very difficult to recognize anybody outside anyway since it was still dark.

- What is it? *Asked Angelina. Fear could be sense on her voice*
- *He unfolded the paper around the rock* It says… “You will pay for what you did.”
- Is that all?
- Yeah… You know… I’m calling the police.
- Wait! Let me get dress and go before you call them!
- What? You are leaving just like that?
- Yeah! I don’t want them to make the rumors true about us just yet.
- I…
- Good Night hun! *with those words she took her clothes and got dressed while heading out of the house and into her car.*

He couldn’t believe that she left him that way. He manage to snap out of those thoughts and called the police.

When the police came to his house, he told them what happened but he left out everything about Angelina. To the police, he was alone, sleeping when someone threw a rock at his window. They said they were going to investigate but of course, they had bigger cases to solve than investigating why someone threw a rock at a celebrity window. It was probably a jealous, obsess and crazy fan of his.

Three weeks later… her cell phone went off, it said “Pitt-Bull”

- Hi honey! *She had not talk to him since the night of the broken window.*
- Hi my sexy beauty! How are you doing?
- I’m doing great!
- That’s good! Can we get together…?
- I think it’s a bad idea to be together for now. Lets wait until the waters go back to their normal route, …ok?
- *Silence came from him.* Ok, if that’s what you feel… it’s ok with me.

He didn’t know or understand why she was acting that way with him. It’s been almost a month after the incident. It was on all the news, newspapers and celebrity gossips shows. “Brad Pitt threatened” “Dangers of fame” “What Jennifer thinks: about incident on Brad Pitt’s house”. Those were some of the headlines. But now, people had bigger, better and juicer gossips to talk about. He didn’t know why she was being like that.