35.

Nikki

 

"All rise, for the honourable Judge Kubeka."




The entire room rises to its feet as the judge walks in and makes his way to his seat.




"You may now be seated."




The room sits. You could tell by the energy in the room that people were expectant, and angry at Aiden, he could set the whole justice system back by years if he won this case.




"Today we are beginning the trail of Aiden van Rensburg vs The State, the charges here today will be of money laundering, fraud, corruption, and murder." the judge says, "Is the prosecution ready to make an opening statement?"




"Yes, your honour."




"You may take the floor, Mrs. Chabedi."




"Thank you. Good morning, ladies, and gentlemen of the jury. As you already know, we are here to serve justice to those who so rightly deserve it. Mr. Aiden van Rensburg is being prosecuted for his sins."




I listened closely as our lawyer spoke to the jury, the way she played on emotions and the pain of the people, it's the reason I hired her in the first place, along with Xander's lawyer. We needed the best of the best to win this case and make sure that we won, and Aiden spent the rest of his life in jail. Today was an important day, we laid the foundation of the case to the jury, it wasn't a difficult case, we had witnesses, proof, and most importantly, we had the people on our side.




The tabloids went insane when Aiden got arrested. Stories about him surfaced about an arms deal gone wrong, his petty crimes as a teenager and several rape and abuse charges, were laid on him by women I didn't even know he knew. Worst of all, he did all of this when we were together. It made me sick to my stomach, also the morning sickness was still a problem.

"So, ladies and gentlemen, do you really want this monster out on the streets to ruin everything that you as the citizens of this country worked for, everything that you worked hard to fix in this country? Thank you." Mrs. Chabedi takes her seat, and the defence stands to make their opening statement.




"I'm not going to dilly-dally, my client, Aiden van Rensburg is innocent, the things that he is being charged with are all hearsay, there is very little proof of half the crimes he is being charged with. The only reason we are here today is because of a justice system that seeks to wrongfully prosecute an innocent man."




"That was weak," I hear Charles chuckle.




"Don't get too excited, baby, lawyers like him, know exactly what they are doing." Damien replies.




"I agree with Damien, this man is coy. He'll have you thinking he threw in the towel on the first day and by the time a trial comes to close, you're sweating bullets, when he starts pulling tricks out of his lawyer hat." Xander whispers back.




"Have a little faith, children." I reply.




They have to have faith, otherwise, we are fucked but you always gotta remain positive.




The defence finished their opening statements, and now it's time for the real work to begin, witnesses and evidence.




For the next two hours are spent reviewing evidence and explaining to the jury why he is guilty. All the while, Aiden just sat in his chair with no sight of worry on his face, it was like he believed that he was going to get away with it. He turns to face me, and he gives me a smirk and wink. I cringe in my seat; I wish I could go over there and wipe that smirk off his ugly face.

Once the court session is over, we all step outside, and we wait for our lawyer to give us some feedback on the case. Xander hasn't let go of my hand since we left the house, it's sweet but hands are sweaty.




"Babe, you can let go of my hand now."




He looks down at our intertwined fingers and lets it go.

"Are you okay? Do you need anything?"




Dick.




"No, I'm okay."




"Damien, can you get us a room, Nikki isn't feeling so good, she needs to sit down."




Damien nods and takes out his walkie-talkie, he looks at me and tells us to follow him, we walk down the hallway, and he opens a door to an office.




"You can take a seat in here. I'll be outside, do you need anything else?"




"No, thank you." Xander says, the door closes, and he looks at me with dark eyes.




I knew exactly what he wanted, and I was ready to give it to him, I placed my handbag down. I roll up my dress, take my panties off and throw them at him, he catches them, and he sniffs them.

"I love the way you smell."




I sit down on the desk, and he walks to me and stands in between my legs, his hand moves up my thigh to my core. His cold fingers find their way to my entrance, and he slips two fingers inside me, I let out a soft moan, and he pulls them out.




"So, fucking wet and juicy," he says lowly, and he licks his fingers. He looked so good, licking his fingers, it made me wet all over again. What was this man doing to me?




He unzips his pants and pulls out his already hard member and brushes it against my entrance.




"You ready? And remember, don't make a sound. Understood?"




"Yes daddy."

Something about the way his eyes light up every time I called him daddy. He loved it, and he loved dominating me, and I let him. For someone who knows nothing about sex he sure as hell knows how to give it.




And he slowly slips himself into me as I fight back a loud moan, but he covers my mouth with his hand to muffle the sounds of my moans. He slips a finger into my mouth, and he begins to thrust into me.