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Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 99
JUDY’S POVThe wind whispered through the yard, carrying a restless energy as I stood watching Chris make his way back to me. His movements were taut and deliberate, every step measured. He had just come from his confrontation with Jason, and though his face remained as guarded as always, the subtle flush on his cheeks told another story. Something had unfolded, something significant."Chris," I began cautiously, stepping closer to him. "Why did you go behind Jason?"He hesitated, glancing down at the cracked concrete beneath our feet. "Nothing important," he muttered, but the quiver in his voice was unmissable."Chris, come on," I pressed, folding my arms across my chest. "You’re terrible at hiding things from me. What happened?"He let out a sharp exhale, running a hand through his hair. For a moment, I thought he might deflect again, but then his shoulders sagged slightly. "He’s... not backing down," he admitted. "If anything, he’s doubling down. He knows how to play this game,
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CHRIS’ POVMy love for Judy had become both my strength and my weakness. It drove me to stand between her and the chaos swirling around us, but it also made me reckless. Protecting her had consumed me, yet I couldn’t shake the gnawing guilt. She didn’t deserve to be dragged into this mess. And no matter how much I blamed Jason, Katarina, or Bertrand, a part of me couldn’t ignore the role I had played.The memory of Jason’s smug smirk was still fresh. He had made it clear—protecting Bertrand and Katarina was his priority, and bringing me down was his mission. But to target Judy? That crossed every line.“What the hell is wrong with him?” I muttered under my breath, pacing the room.I slammed my hand against the wall, the sound echoing in the silence. Jason had once claimed to love Judy. Love? That word felt like a mockery now. If he truly loved her, how could he stand to destroy her reputation, isolate her, and subject her to this torment?"Chris?" Judy’s voice pulled me from my thou
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JUDY’S POVThe courtroom buzzed with an air of tense anticipation as Chris stepped up to the witness stand. I could feel my palms sweating, and my heartbeat seemed impossibly loud. He glanced back at me briefly before sitting, his eyes locking with mine. There was a quiet reassurance in his gaze, a silent promise that he had this under control."State your name for the record," the prosecutor began."Chris Stanley," Chris replied, his voice steady and confident."You’re here today as a witness and as the plaintiff’s boyfriend, correct?""That’s right," he said, his tone casual but firm.The defense lawyer, a wiry man with sharp features and a calculated smirk, immediately stood. "Your Honour, I object to the term boyfriend. This is a court of law, not a high school gossip session."The judge, a stern woman with steel-gray hair, raised an eyebrow. "Overruled. Continue, Mr. Stanley."Chris leaned back slightly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Don’t worry, Mr. Parker. I’m perfect
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JUDY’S POVThe air in the courtroom was suffocating, thick with tension that felt like a storm ready to erupt. I struggled to keep my breathing steady as the defense hurled accusations designed to rattle me. My vision blurred briefly, the weight of their words pressing down hard. Thankfully, Chris’ voice brought me back.Fortunately somehow, I managed to draw in a deep breath, forcing back the darkness creeping at the edges of my mind. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing me break—not here, not now.A sharp gasp broke through my focus. I turned just in time to see my father clutch his chest, his face pale as he slumped back in his seat."Dad!" I screamed, bolting towards him, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst.Chris appeared beside me almost instantly, his expression a mix of urgency and calm determination. "Give him space!" he barked, his tone cutting through the chaos as onlookers leaned in to gawk. Kneeling beside my father, Chris pressed his fingers
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CHRIS’ POVThe matter of the contract had been exposed to the public. Unfortunately, my worst fears had come true. It wasn’t just whispers and rumours anymore; it was out there for everyone to scrutinise, twist, and use against us. I could barely tolerate the humiliation, but I had to keep myself together—for Judy.Judy sat on the edge of the sofa in my apartment, her face pale and her hands trembling as she clutched a mug of tea. Her usually lively eyes were clouded with fear and exhaustion. I knelt in front of her, taking her cold hands in mine.“Judy,” I said softly, “look at me.”She lifted her eyes, glistening with unshed tears.“We’re going to get through this,” I assured her. “I won’t let Jason or anyone else get away with this. But I need you to trust me, okay?”Her voice was barely above a whisper. “Chris, how do we fight something like this? He’s always a step ahead.”I squeezed her hands. “We’ll fight him by being smarter. By getting to the truth.”Once she seemed calmer,
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JUDY’S POVThe hours stretched on endlessly, each second feeling like an eternity. The sterile scent of antiseptic and faint hum of hospital machines combined with my anxiety, creating a suffocating atmosphere that seemed to wrap itself around me. I sat by my father’s bedside, gripping his hand tightly as if my hold could somehow tether him to consciousness. My heart pounded unevenly, each beat a painful reminder of the helplessness I felt.He looked so fragile lying there, his complexion pale and his features drawn with worry even as he remained unconscious. The steady beep of the heart monitor was the only reassurance that he was still with me. I couldn’t take my eyes off his face, silently pleading for him to wake up, to tell me he was okay.Across the room, Chris paced restlessly near the window, his phone clutched in his hand. His footsteps were the only movement in the otherwise still room. I watched him out of the corner of my eye as he alternated between making calls and star
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JUDY’S POVIt was court day once again, the air thick and tense enough to cut with a knife. It had been a gruelling process in all the moments that preceded this one, but this time there was hope — a frail glimmer, but hope all the same.The same suffocating weight from before settled on me again as I sat in the courtroom. My palms curled into fists, fingernails digging into my skin, as I cast a quick look at my father, a few rows back.“God, please… Help us,” a silent prayer escaped from me.He was still recovering from the ordeal, but a steely determination in his eyes told me he wasn’t backing down.Chris sat next to me, scanning a stack of documents with laser focus. From time to time his hand would touch mine, the briefest but most reassuring touch that anchored me. “It’s going to be OK,” he said softly, leaning in so only I could hear. His voice was calm, steady — a jarring contradiction to the storm howling within me.The courtroom doors creaked open, and a hush fell over the
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JASON’S POVThe courtroom’s atmosphere felt suffocating, the weight of the case pressing down on everyone present. I watched in frustration as the fishmonger walked in, clutching his phone like a lifeline. His hesitant steps and nervous glances betrayed his fear, but he was here. Somehow, Chris and his people had found him.I gritted my teeth, trying to stay composed. "Who the hell found this guy?" I muttered under my breath, my eyes narrowing at the frail old man as he took the stand.Parker, our top-tier lawyer, leaned towards me. "We weren’t expecting this," he admitted, his voice low but tense. "I’ll try to discredit him, but if what he has is solid…"I didn’t need him to finish that sentence. My chest tightened as I glanced towards Chris and Judy. She looked hopeful for the first time since this trial began. And Chris? He was calm, collected, and damn near smug."Your Honour," Curt Davis stood up, addressing the judge. "We’d like to present a last-minute witness who has crucial
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JUDY’S POV“Punish me!” I exclaimed.“Your punishment is you won’t be allowed to cum.”“Mmm… Sounds impossible.”“You naughty kitten!”Chris kept on hitting me deep inside while I twist my hips to the rythmn of his moves. He tap my butt.“Judy! Stay put! You’ll make me cum too early and I don’t want that. I want to enjoy your pussy,” Chris scolded me.The more he scolded, the more I was turned on. Since I was already so wet, the sound of him fucking me was driving me nuts. He was also enjoying fucking me.“Judy! Don’t!” Chris protested while I still broke his rules.Ultimately, I cummed on his dick and he came right after. Still, I wanted more and I kept begging, but this time, Chris was more strict on his punishment.“Since you weren’t allowed to cum, you broke the rule, now you earn a punishment.”“No, I want more of your dick!”“You can’t have it any more.”“Alright, I’ll fuck myself then.”As soon as I parted my legs to finger myself, Chris stopped me.“Kitten… You have been break
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JUDY’S POV“I am happy,” I said again, slowly and clearly. “With you.”He let out a breath, some of the tension finally melting from his shoulders. “You mean that?”I nodded. “Completely.”Chris stared at me for a long moment before giving me a small, almost relieved smile. “You always know how to say the right things, don’t you?”I grinned.“Because I know you, Chris. And I know what we have is real.”His eyes softened. “Yeah… Yeah, it is.”For the first time since the call started, I saw the weight lifting off his shoulders. I knew, without a doubt, that no matter what doubts crept into his mind, I would always be there to chase them away.The past week had been frustrating beyond words. Chris had been sending me packages, but he forbade me from opening them. Every time I asked about them, he would simply say, “Not yet.” His teasing only grew worse during our video calls—he would guide me, push me to the edge, only to stop, leaving me aching and unsatisfied.At first, I thought
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