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Thirty-Five: Tear The Family Apart.
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A Deal With Mr. Baron Thirty-Six: An Impending Doom.
“Here.” Francesca penned down her signature before handing the papers to Aaron. He lifted his dark pair of shades to his forehead, abandoning the few bags he’d already packed. The sun, above the horizons speared through the windows and hit him in the corner of his eyes.“Can i take this?” A guard asked, drawing his attention away from his wife and he just nodded briskly. “What is this?” He turned back to Fran who leaned against the wooden wardrobe with the italian carvings. She took a breath of the air with the intention to savor the last of it before they got on the plane back to Salem.“The clinic i reached across to” She said quietly, running her hands through her blonde hair which she’d packed to fall across her face—the face time she wore it that way, not that her husband cared so much.“They agreed to get back to us in a few weeks” Those words were enough to convince him to sign across the ledger and he handed the papers over to Francesca. “We’re really doing this” He echoed as
A Deal With Mr. Baron Thirty-Seven: Something To Remember Her By.
ELEVEN YEARS AGO.His brush met the canvas with light brown strokes, and he looked to his magnificent drawing from all the corners. It was beautiful, not because of his talent for he was only learning but because of the person that was in it—the person Oscar Baron drew.He was the new boy at the elementary, and being the invisible brother he was, Oscar was fond of camouflaging. He would sit by the corner with his pen and paper by lunch and act so mysterious while the class went on. He was used to some attention because a few of the popular girl liked him—they fell for his mystery before his dark glistening hair and freckles.Oscar knew but he was quiet.It was so hard to decipher what he was thinking at any moment, so hard to tell if he found a joke funny or if he understood the lessons. In his six months that he was there, no one did as much as form a relationship with him before he disappeared.Sofia was one of the dozen girls who couldn’t take her eyes off him. She’d pray on her kn
A Deal With Mr. Baron Thirty-Eight: What Happened To Freya.
“Sofia!”Even his voice couldn’t stop her from ravaging the closet ls for a few clothes and whatever she sought after. Sofia was on edge, running her hands through her hair before reaching for the one bag she’d brought.“Hey” Oscar reached out to deter her, and only then did she pause for a deep breath. She looked into his eyes and he looked into hers to see how much anxiety had overcome her dilated pupils. “Hey hey” His voice was calm and towering and she was restive within his clasp.“I need to go” Sofia asked of him and having already known of her mother’s fate, Oscar nodded reluctantly. “Okay i’ll drive you, Sofia. Just let me get some work finished up” Oscar added but with a hand, she pushed him away.“I don’t have much time. My mother doesn’t have much time” Sofia was back in her state of agitation once again and she groped her bags. “You have to be careful, Sofia. What if it’s a trap?” Oscar roped her arms back and she snapped at him.“My father is everything but a liar. I know
A Deal With Mr. Baron Thirty-Nine: Public Knowledge.
“Damien.”“What are you doing here?” Sofia asked, using a finger to push a strand of hair behind her ears. The sun reflected in her brown eyes and she found herself taking a conscious step back. She was meters away from the roads and a few steps below from where he stood.With his arms against the railings, Damien sauntered towards her.The car tires and noises echoed her ears and were a little louder because of her sudden anxiety. Sofia dreaded the moment that she would face him alone—especially after he came to Salem with her father. She could never comprehend how fast one could detest someone you once loved until it was her story.Until it happened to her.And now when she called his name, and when Sofia looked into endearing eyes that wasn’t so much so, she didn’t feel anything for him.“I was just with your father and he told me you were here. I couldn’t not want to see you” Damien spoke in his signature hoarse voice as his hands slipped into his pockets. She pushed a hard lump
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty: I Love You.
“Aaron!”“Aaron it’s here!” Francesca assumed a sing-song voice as she used her feet to push open the door. She was met with her husband who had paused with a tie around his neck which he knotted. And she hefted the piece of documents she’d retrieved from the mail in her hands.“They got back to us!” Francesca squealed, unable to hide her excitement as she closed back the doors. She tore off seal of the envelope before throwing it to the center table. By the way Aaron looked at her, you could tell he knew the one thing that could get her this excited.And he wasn’t even trying to hide his.This was something they’d waited for the longest time—and something that would bring them several steps closer to finally clinching the inheritance of his father before he passes. Francesca scaled through the papers before letting her palms find her heartbeat.“His name is Diablo” She whispered with a light scoff and Aaron as well as he looked with intrigue. “Is he the donor?” He asked, retrieving t
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty-One: Until The End.
“Sofia” His voice and his brittle fingers gnashing against her cheeks sent an electric sizzle up her body. There was a flash of light behind her eyes as Sofia reluctantly and completely surrendered herself to Oscar’s touch.He pulled off her clothes and allowed it fall to the ground. And then he stood to mount her. She lifted her gaze, moving backwards with her elbow buried into the rumpled silk sheets. She pushed a lump down her throat as he framed her chin and Sofia was faced with the immense desire that pulsated through his veins and glimmered in his stormy eyes.“I want you.” He declared, all that was left between their electric skins being the black brassiere she still wore—the brassiere he was quick to rip off and a shaky breath escaped her lips. “I want you too, Oscar” Her breathes drowned into his ears as her arms wrapped around his neck. She pulled him into her as he crashed his lips for a lasting kiss.It was the hundredth that night but his kiss still felt so refreshing, so
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty-Two: Are You His Mistress?
Francesca’s head fell backwards with her feet raised into the air. Shaky breathes fled her lips as for a moment, her eyes drowsed. Drifting her back into consciousness was Aaron’s hands which held firm around her wrists and she turned with frailty to look at him.“You’ve got this” He muttered above the chattering of the home nurses beneath her. She felt a hand move up her inner thigh and Francesca gasped. Looking down, she met the eyes of the gynecologist that urged her to be still as she grabbed the syringed semen.“It’s going to pinch a little” The nurse warned before sticking her head underneath the blanket that hung over Francesca’s knees. Her legs wobbled a bit in shyness but Aaron grappled her attention to him. When she gazed into his dwindling grey eyes, all she could hear were the echoes of his words the day before.“By tomorrow, we’ll be parents” Aaron said.And as much of a terrible person that Fran was, those words resonated in her and reminded her of the fact that for the
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty-Three: I’m Getting Married, Too.
“Here you go!” With a tainted smile across her lips, Sofia handed the freshly brewed cup of coffee she’d made over the counter to Brenda, who was nearly as enthusiastic as she was.Brenda looked into the cup before spreading a few dollar bills across the table and she returned a smile. “You’re getting better at this, newbie” She commended and Sofia’s eyes sparked as though she craved that much validation from someone she saw only once a day. But then again, it was Brenda—the same Brenda who didn’t like her a few weeks ago when she started because of how many times she mixed up her order.“Really?” Sofia echoed, thrilled to hear that and Brenda rolled her eyes.“Don’t push it, newbie” She turned around and left the queue, she wasn’t going to stop calling her that even if overnight, Sofia turned into an expert. She, on the other hand liked the name and Brenda. She was one of the early morning customers that Sofia looked forward to. Merely a love-hate relationship but Brenda soon began t
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