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I seat in the dinning for long moments, not sure how long, but the bottle is empty y the time I abandoned it on the table and made my way to my room.The house, so quiet.I kicked off my heels and found my phone, it was low.“Music” I need music, loud music.My thoughts, my brain. My mind. I couldn’t.I looked through my tote for my airpods and I’m reminded I’d left them in his room last night.I stumbled there in the dimly lit room, through the adjourning door.Its… empty. I listen for a moment, not in the bathroom or closet either.Probably working. Or went out. He’d been going out a lot these nights.I find my airpods on the nightstand, it was fully charged and I connect, slipping them into my ears, the last song, chandelier by Sia is a welcome distraction from my overwhelming thoughts.I begin undressing next, tugging out the pins in my hair and I hopped in the shower, the water scalding hot. My back hit the tiles and I slid down, down until I’m sitting on my heels.And then giggl
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On Friday night, I sit beside Hannah and Sam to cheer on the Hawks on their last game of the season. It was an easy win and everyone was in a great mood after so we headed out for celebratory drinks with some of Kyle’s teammates. Hannah and I study at her place for most of Saturday I get back home just in time for dinner with Ian's parent. It had been nice, nothing like the evening with Eunice and Monica.The two tell stories of their travels in different African countries. I was amazed by the places, and people they'd seen. May had texted me when they boarded their flight to Johannesburg this morning. They’ll be there for a week to attend an auction before boarding another flight to Egypt to complete the rest of their trip they had cut short with the news of our wedding. Those two were definitely having the time of their lives.I guess I could say I was too because Monica had only texted me once since then as opposed to the past week when she had been blowing up my phone. And ther
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“Wait, don’t go” My head turns in the direction he left my voice shaky as I call out “I-Ian?” “I’m right here kitten” he answered.I swallowed audibly and tried to relax back into the bed, my legs drawing closed as I suddenly felt quite exposed, especially without my sight. I reminded myself that I could hear him in the room and he wouldn’t leave me even as my breaths came out shakily, he seemed to be moving some things around and the unmistakable sound of a struck match sounded and I gasped. “I-Ian?” “Hm?” he sounded close but not too close, I heard him moving again, what was he doing? I considered telling him to at least take off the blindfold, I didn't like that I couldn't see him. I couldn’t sense him and I was about to call out again when I heard water running. Bathroom.He’s in the bathroom. The water stops and I sense him a moment later in the room with me.My fingers fisted and opened and I tugged on the hold on my wrist. “W-what are you doing?”“I’ll be with you in a m
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Still gasping, I nodded. “Kay” my thighs chafed against the strange smooth- bumpy texture of hardened wax on my chest. It was another of his favorite positions when he wanted full access to my pussy. I blinked blindly and felt him lean to the side for a second and then he was between my spread thighs again. A drop of hot wax hit my belly and I hissed, back to the wax again? Alright. A long line down my inner thigh had me curling my toes, trapping a cry behind my teeth. A fat splash on my pubic bone had me rocking slightly.“Ouch!” I jumped on the next and splashed my mound, right above my clit. “Oowh! Urg!“ I cried out, my fingers slipping as I resisted slamming my legs shut on reflex.“Did I tell you to release your legs?” I shake my head “N-no but-“The thought of hot wax near my pussy was mad. “Hold them” he ordered “Don’t let go again”I know better than to argue with him when he used that tone. It was the bossy one that says he meant business. My cunt pulsed at the sound of it
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First paper down and I felt like a weight around my neck just got a bit lighter and I could breath better. I’m confident on my performance this afternoon I practically dancing as I made my way to the cafe a few blocks from Ian’s office. We hand plans to hang in his office after my exam and if I was up to it and I am. As usual, the place was packed I have to wait my turn on a long ass line but I’m in a good mood I don’t mind. I exchange texts with Hannah who is on her way to her apartment for some much needed sleep as she’d spent the night cramming formulas. Sunday night, I finally understood when Ian meant about spicing things up in the bedroom. After ensuring I was well hydrated, I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he move around my room, he removed he remaining candles and hardened wax with a flat metal disk and disappeared into the bathroom along with the soiled towels. He returned a moment later and joined me in bed. I immediately curled around him, placing my face on his c
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“Fucking bitch” she hissed and I kept walking as though I didn’t hear her. Because I couldn’t. I throw the door open almost running to my car, my vision blurry with unshead tears, my cheeks hurting from biting them raw. I swallowed a sob and my mind urged me to protect myself. Why the hell did I park so far away? I needed to get away, I lunged to the side and bumped into a body. Cool liquid drizzled between us splattering at my feet. “Oh I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking, I’m so sorry.” Now I’m crying all the way, my shoulders shaking as I stared at the wasted smoothies, of of the muffins had rolled out of the paper bag laying on the dirty roadside. I’m so useless. Through my tears I noted the man’s tailored pants and shirt soaked through, that had to have been cold. “I’m really sorry” I sobbed feeing stupid. “Katy?” I looked up from where I’m trying to mop at the pinkish foam from the man’s shirt with the cuff of my jacket but I only seemed to have made it worse. I hic
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IAN I left the room and brought my phone to my ear. “Katy was with someone in the coffee shop this afternoon, find out who” “Yes sir” I made my way into my office seething with annoyance. While Katy could be emotional, she wasn’t hysterical and hardly cried.I’ve known women who cry to be manipulative to get their way, Katy doesn’t have one manipulative bone in her body. Whoever upset her will feel the burnt of my wrath. I’d been in my New York office, occasionally glancing at the clock, anticipating her arrival, I had every intention of rewarding her for her performance. She’d been studying hard and deserved it. I texted her new guard to report on her whereabouts. Tony, that fucker should be glad I only fired him when I learned of what truly transpired with Eunice. Those two good-for-nothing dared to insult my wife, the woman who had the honor of bringing her into this world, and hit her. They should get on their knees and thank me for only cutting their allowances and not
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It somehow brought us closer, the thing with Maureen, much as I hated to give it another thought, what was meant to put a gap between us, plant a seed of doubt in my mind somehow ended up doing the exact opposite. Had Ian not found me when he did, when I was too upset to pull myself together, my mother's life flashed before my mind and I wondered if that was to be my future.But Ian, he... cleared it up.I haven’t been the same since. What he said to me that night… I’ve been over the moon. Beside myself with glee. Turned out I was so easy to please, who knew?I found myself smiling at odd times and for no reason, singing in the shower, dancing in front of the mirror.Elated. Even Hannah’s noticed. Yesterday she’d taken one look at me and said; Dick that good, huh?I hadn’t broken into embarrassed giggles as I usually did when she teased me, but there was no denial, the dick was good but more than that, it was him. Every day, I'm glad Dad chose him to take over the company 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
