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“A bottle of Rosé for the lady" Damien ordered, laughter still clinging to his voice "I'll have the usual."The others called out their drink orders, Ian included, the waiter, a young woman in a black mini dress fishnet stockings and neon green stripper heels, penned down our drink order and left. “When was your last game you?” Damien implores accusingly. Rollings flicked his fingers as if doing a mental calculation, a platinum cuff around his wrist above the sleeves of his navy blue sweater pushed off his forearm exposing golden skin pulling taut around his thick biceps as he gestured “He’s only attended twice since...” a nudge of his chin at me.I looked between the two men, did they mean me? What were they talking about? And what did that have to do with me?The man who has uttered only one word since our arrival shifted slightly, his tatted hands shuttling a deck of red cards between his fingers.Beside me Ian shifted, his thigh meeting mine as he spread his legs to get comfortab
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My heart was in my throat when Rollings upturned his card, Ronan tossed his to the table with a huff. Beside me, Ian smirked. “Damn, should have folded” golden boy growled. And then it was Saint, Ian, and I. Why was I shaking? I could barely keep my ass on the stool.While holding my cards because it was a better option than Rollings’s hand.“Show us what you got shortie” I almost had my cards flat to my chest, I can’t believe I forgot him. “You first” Damien laughed his straight white teeth gleaming against the tanned skin of his face. No one had to tell me he was the aggressive loud loud-mouthed one in the group. Rollings is obviously the pretty boy ex superstar, I mean he was America’s golden boy. Talented and attractive. Quinn played the part of a filty rich arrogant CEO, obviously. Ian… sometimes he could be teasing and light, cool evening. Other times intense and single mindedly focused. It was almost strange that I used to be terrified of him when we first met, and how h
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“Are we gonna keep playing or are you boys tired of losing?” Someone scoffed and Damien tossed back his drink, in one go. “Oh, I can go all day shortie”“Watch it,” Ian growled. "Last warning"That infuriating smile remains and I get the feeling he was doing it to needle Ian which makes me smile.I would never understand the dynamics of male friendships, they were constantly cursing out and ribbing at each other, the amount of curse words that flew about was enough to make me blush or feel the need to scrub my ear after this evening.I let out a sigh of relief when Saint goes back to shuffling the cards and the game continues. Crap, that was intense. “I’m out” Ian announced, two games later, cards abandoned on the table. And only a handful of chips left. “I can give you some of mine” was that allowed? He was kind enough to lend me some of his at the beginning after all. He dipped his chin and I felt his breath fan my ear, trailing his fingers over my arm “I’d rather play with you
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I gasped.“You two need a room?” I jumped back face flushed and dried mouth at the snarky voice cutting through my mental simulation. Rollings had his chin popped on one hand, golden brows raised as he smiled from the other side of the table. I felt the vibration from his words pass through me, “That thing you’re about to say, swallow it” Ian tells Damien who must have returned at some point, he closed his parted lips at the warning, a feral grin on his lips. “Or what?”“Hold your tongue or lose it, really I'd be doing everyone here a favor”Rollings dropped cradled his forehead in his hands. “You really shouldn’t have dared him, now he’ll say some shit just to be nasty”Right...Damien knocked his glass into Rollings. “You know me so well brother-“A vibrating sound draws my attention. Behind me, Ian slipped his phone out of his inner jacket pocket, the caller ID reading ‘Unknown’ His hand moves to my waist, lips touching my temple, he goes to stand up, "I need to take this, will
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Back in the private area, I'm led to one of the leather couches lining the wall blending in nicely with the low light in the room. I had no idea they were back here. "Wait here, Quinn will be back in a bit, need anything? More champagne? Something stronger?""Actually, I'd like some water" alcohol always made me thirsty.He nods before slipping out of the room. A moment later a waiter brings me a sealed bottle and a glass on a tray."Is it time for the live performance?" Rolling asked as he fell on the couch on the other side "Who's up tonight?""Don't know" a low voice replied, Saint, seriously how did I not see him? then it was Daimen, five tumblers clasped between his fingers, I had no idea how he held those without slipping, Saint, Rollings and Ronan take one each, he hands me one muttering something like Quinn under his breath before crossing to take a seat beside Ronan on the other side of Saint. I sniffed at the glass and wrinkled my nose at the smooth smell of hard liquor.A
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“Allen is bringing the car around, we’ll be on our way in a bit” Ian smooths a hand up my arm as we stepped out of the casino. I offered a nod and clasped his arm at the bicep.I hear a now familiar laughter and see Rollings punch Damien on the arm which makes him laugh harder. “Here” Ian directs and I see three oncoming headlights, the others fall in beside us, as we walk, a quick flash from the side draws my eyes. “Ignore it” “Hm?” I responded absentmindedly, my eyes trying to get a better look as the flash went off again. A hand moves to the base of my spine, I hadn't realized I'd stopped walking “Paparazzi, just keep walking”Oh right.I’d almost forgotten I was walking with actual celebrities like Rollings and then there’s Ian. The Cross family is also well know in the city, mainly infamous I think, I didn’t know what Ronan and Saint were into but there was a pattern here. Not to mention the scale of their attractiveness, decked out in stylish outfits perfect for men in their
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I couldn't stop laughing as I got in, Mr Allen closed the door and I buckled in, Outside, the others seemed to have gotten into their vehicles. Ian appeared beside me a moment later.“After a loss like this one would think he’d cool down on the betting” Eyes on his phone he replies “He enjoys the rush” “Still, I’d die if I lost an expensive car like this” I smooth up my hands on the cool leather of the interior. The last time we’d been out I sat at the front but tonight we were at the back and Mr. Allen drove tonight, affording me the opportunity to take it in.“He can afford it” he clicks something on his phone before putting it away. The vehicle starts and pulls out of the curb. I lean my head on the car seat. My scalp was beginning to feel tight from my high ponytail, I glanced at him from the side but I was glad I came out tonight.“You’re friends are something else”He made a disagreeable sound looking out the window “I wouldn’t go that far” I laughed. Men. “Sorry, I meant y
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I thought much about Ian’s strange departure for long before sleep claimed me. And I say strange because it just felt… wrong. He was with me, I know it. I felt it. The way he kissed me, was that of a man that wanted to see how far he could go, how far I would let him take me. And last night…I couldn’t help but feel like I’d missed something.Something…From when we left the casino and got to the house. Possibly before then?But what? I wasn’t very good at discerning the thoughts of others, I tended to mind my business growing up in a house that taking up any space made me a target for Monica wrath.The sight of me soured her mood. She was hardly ever in a good mood other then when her rich friends were around. I stayed out of her way as I became older. Most of all, I learned to not ask questions and allowed people what they wanted to share. Where are you going?Is it work? When will you be back?Questions.Oh, how I had them. It had been on the tip of my tongue last night. And
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Bound By the Billionaire Epilogue
“He used to come visit us” a voice called lightly behind me. It’s been two weeks since Ian moved back into the house, and I gradually returned to the land of the living, doing... well, things like waking up, leaving my bed, and talking to other people, this is one step I hadn't been able to make until this afternoon. We were taking it slow. I was learning to trust him again. We talked, spending as much time outside work as we could, breakfast every morning before he went to work and I, did whatever I wanted as it was the summer break, then dinner in the evenings, maybe a movie, and then bed. Separate beds. It was a little weird. But like I said, taking it slow. He showed me the file he had on me, it had been… very detailed, and even contained some information I hadn’t known about myself. He’s also promised not to keep things from me again. I’ve been spending more and more time at the foundation, Naomi agreed to take me on as an assistant teacher for the little
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I am so wet I did take much, only a slight bite of pain which I ignored in my need to have him inside, I shook as I sat on his hips, our groins flushed as flutters recked me. I cupped my breast pinching my nipple as I rolled my hips. So thick, hot and hard between my walls I fell foward, a hand smooths up my spine, into my hair and he captured my lips in a deep kiss. Groaning into my mouth as my hips rolled taking him deeper. Fucking myself on his cock. “Fuck baby, you feel so good, so fucking good” he groaned moving beneath me. Flashes of lightening colored the sky lightening up the room. “No” I knocked his hand away planted my palms on his chest when he made to rise, his hands reaching for me. “No Ian! Or I’ll stop” I warned slamming my hips down on his cock. He made a pained sound and curled his hands into a fist. “Let me touch you baby, please” “No” I snapped. Veins corded his neck as he threw his head back, pleasure and pain twisting his features as I boun
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Panic gripped me. “I don’t think that’s a good idea” I couldn’t stay here with him. Alone. “Incase you didn’t notice, it’s raining heavily” My eyes flew to the windows, rivulets of water lined the glass. “I’ll drive carefully, it’s fine” “Absolutely not, you will stay” the sharpness of his tone had me glancing at him. This close, the light amusement drained from his features and I noted a hint of displeasure in his eyes. “You are upset” But why? “What gave it away?” He cocked. “I’ve been away from my wife and my home for almost two weeks, your father passed and you spun my wishes to comfort you, you act as though I am a stranger when we have lived together for almost half a year, so yes, wife, I am upset, but that is a conversation for another time because even in my displeasure, I worry, so you will stay the night, I have several bedrooms, pick one. Allen will drop you off in the morning” Well crap. With nothing to say, I dipped my chin. It was futile anyway.
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The location leads me to an apartment complex in the city. I pack in the underground garage, The black Ferrari I’d named Bumper was packed at the curb when I stepped out of the house, the key fob in the drivers seat when I made my way around. I glance around as I shut off the vehicle my phone pinged with a text in the cup holder. Second elevator. It read Passcode: 0676 I drew in a fortifying breath before popping the door open. Cool wind blasted my face and through my loose hair. I tugged my jacket closer, seems it’s going to rain, I think as I looked around for the elevator and made my way towards it. After agreeing to meet him, I’d taken some time to freshen up and actually run a brush through my hair. I pushed the call button, moving from foot to foot, my belly queasy as waited for the evaluator to arrive. Ping I startled as the elevator door slid open. Is it too late to get back in my car? I could just tell him something came up. And talk later, it didn’t hav
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** Heat swooped down my belly settling in my core. Long fingers smoothed down my chest, cupping the weight and settling on my taut nipple pinching softly, I hummed, moaning out a name.My toes curled, heat enveloped me, molten lava swooped down my belly and I ached right there, between my legs. I let out a low moan, my thighs clenching at the beautiful stretch, a finger pressed down my clit and I sighed. I loved it when he did that. The movement quickened, smooth thrusts, and my thighs parted to give him more room, my head rolling from side to side as pleasure swept through me. I gasped and my lids blinked open, I was on my side one the bed, my heart beating so fast, in tempo with the throbbing between my legs. I shifted unto my back, blinking in confusion as reality washed over me, I'm in bedAlone.My core clenched painfully around my fingers and I realized how close to orgasm I was.I glanced at the bed once more, scanning the room and confirmed I was truly alone.I could have sw
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The day after Ian left, Dad passed away in his sleep, the nurse said his heart stopped beating. He’d gone quietly, painlessly. He was buried a week later.I didn't go. I couldn’t. I bared a grudge, maybe later I’d regret it but I am hurt. It wasn't like me, goody two shoes Katy, who always did what was expected of me. I didn't recognize myself these days.He’d been laid to rest beside my mum as he wanted. With mom and dad gone, and him… I was truly alone now. I’d gotten condolences and well wishes from Elise and Naomi, a few of Dad’s colleagues, his assistant at the company, and peers from high school on my social media had reached out also.I looked at them without responding.At some point, I got a notification that I'd missed my appointment at the clinic for another shot of birth control and to reschedule. I swiped away the notification so fast, and turned off my phone after that. Hannah has been by twice, the first time, I’d been surprised to see her and it showed. “You hav
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“I will not risk you” “I’m not asking Ian, I’ve made my decision. I need to see this through, I must” I swallowed shakingly. Learning about my mother sealed it. I was coming along end of. “I’m not asking Ian, I’ve made my decision. I need to see this through, I must” For as long as I can remember, I let others make decisions in my life. No more. Ian refused and I threatened to follow them. “Not if you lock you in your room” he returned. “Do that and I’ll never speak to you again!” I yelled. “At least you’ll be alive” I shook on the spot. “I’m not joking Ian- I swear I’ll- I need to be there. If they killed my mother, almost killed me, I need to see them face to face” He glared at me. I glared right back. My mind was made up. That evening, we seat at the back of the Bently. Mr. Allen drove with Mason rode shotgun. Another vehicle with security traveling behind us. I'm slightly surprised when we come to a stop in a normal looking building. I half expe
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“You knew me… before the courthouse,” I say the next morning. In his office where I'd met he and Mr Allen talking in low tones over a screen. They immediately went quiet, Ian had clicked it off when I let myself in and I wondered how many times I've seen him do that. I never cared to check what he was doing, and why would I? The other man nodded once and left the room. And I shoved my hands into my front pockets as I walked further into the room. He seems more himself this morning, in control, assured. Behind his large oak table, fingers steeped loosely over the now faced down tablet, he just looked at me, “Is that supposed to be a question" “Did you know me, Ian?” “Yes” What was that he said last night? He saw me, he wanted me and he got me? I nodded. “How?” He looked me over and I felt his internal turmoil as he debated what to tell me. “I first saw you in traffic, you were helping some kids crossing the road, I’m not sure what about it caught my attention," he said soft
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I didn’t know his name when I signed my name on that contract, then I moved into his house, with time I allowed him into my life, into my body. He might have been a stranger but I’d always felt a certain amount of safety that my dad knew him, chose him to be my husband and take over his company. I was wrong. So very wrong.Suspicions and doubt rose in my mind like a seven headed snake. Who is he?What did he want?With my father’s company. With me. I doubt it had anything to do with me.It had to be the company.I’m reminded that of recent he cut off Eunice and Monica’s allowance, it seemed he had done it to get back at them on my behalf but what if it wasn’t? Then there’s Mr. Grayson who I actually know to be a friend and partner of my dad's and has been ever suspicious of Ian, God, have I been a fool? There’s also Mr. Alfred, dad trusted him and so I trusted him, but how many times has Ian shown to be very aware of my discussions with the lawyer? Ian could have bought him of
