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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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The elevator dings and one of the men from the security team wheels my suitcase out and waits for me to step out. “Mr Quinn will join you in a moment Ma’am”“Thank you so much” The flight lasted all of two hours and then some, when Ian said he’d arrange my flight, I had no idea he meant a jet, I'd only flown a few times and never private, so imagine my surprise, it was a fun experience.I crossed to stand beside my suitcase as one of the men on Ian’s team, he’d introduced himself as Mason spoke into his earpiece, He and the other bulky man, Chad I think was his name. "Mr Qinn has tasked us with your delivery" He had said when I met him at the airport. It was a weird way to put it, but I nodded, they were just doing their job. Mason, joined the other man in the elevator, with a curt nod of his head at me, the doors slid shut and they were gone. After studying with Hannah for most of the night, an exam this morning, and a two-hour flight, I am beat. I wanted a shower, a nap, and
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We ended up not leaving the hotel Friday night, we both knew better but he seduced me with that wicked mouth I fell for it. After my first and second orgasm, I needed something thicker than his fingers, it was I who pulled off my top and begged him to come up. We kissed like starved animals, the triumphant grin on his face as I urged him to his back. I rode him through my third orgasm, my boobs heaving, clit fluttering between my legs rubbed down against his groin, quaking as my orgasm took me. He had nothing but praise for me. Then took over for the second half, fucking until we were both spent. I regretted nothing. He did take me to the beach Saturday morning and then we went sightseeing, driving around for a bit, and had a nice dinner. We stayed in for most of Sunday until it was time for my return flight. "She just has to write up till the last second" I joked, hunching over and making an intense writing gesture to which Sam barked out a laugh. once more we left Hanna
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I've sometimes had trouble sleeping during storms, it rained crazily last night, for hours, I... didn't sleep much. I had a headache.It didn't have much to do with the storm though, I barely noticed it. I went to bed upset. I just couldnt get my brain to quiet.I tried listening to music, and did some breathing exercises, but nothing.I was exhausted. It's why I didn't like getting upset. It drained me. And caused me to overthink. I winced as sunlight streamed in through my parted curtains. I'd forgotten to bring down the drapes last night and now with my headache, it felt like pins stabbed into my eyelids. I sighed tiredly and heard my door open, from the, direction, it was the adjoining door, soft footsteps padded as he made his way into my room. “You're not up? You’ll be late for school Kitten” his tone is soft as he stepped into my line of sight.My eyes lift momentarily, he’s already dressed a white shirt and black waistcoat. A black tie knotted at his throat, no jacket but
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It’s well past noon when I wake up. My eyes are tight and mind, a little hazy. I slipped into the bathroom to clean up, got dressed I’m about to leave when I realized my key was taken from me last night. I swallowed a knot in my throat as I found my phone and ordered an Uber and I left with the intention of waiting outside the gate until the driver arrived. Half an hour later, I slipped him some cash and got out. I looked at the front of the private clinic for a moment, unaware of when I'd keyed in the address as I booked a ride.I made my way slowly, signed my name at the entrance, and found my way to the private room that had been my fathers for more than half a year now. I haven’t been here in a while. So much has been going on lately and I just… I’ve been angry. I used to think I’d gotten over his constant absence growing up. His refusal to see Eunice for what she really was growing up. His reluctance to defend me. The sound of voices drew my attention, I dragged the door o
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IAN“Mr. Quinn, good afternoon”I clicked out of yet another meeting, fall back to my chair, popped my neck once, twice, then tugged on my tie, Christ, I was so fucking tensed. “Afternoon Patricia, has my wife left her room today? Has she eaten?”I did not like her reaction this morning, crying. I knew she was upset, by her words, hurt even.It was evident by her refusal to see me. Katy isn't one to lash out, I had been too, the sight of the boy all over her had me seeing red, it took everything to not over there and break every bone in that hand. And Maybe I was furious at how comfortable she was with him, the both of them smiling and laughing, yeah I was fucking furious. Jealous even. I will not share, even her smile is mine. She's mine, period. Why was that so fucking hard to understand? There was much to take care of so I left, I imagined we would speak when I returned this morning, already giving her as much space as I could manage. She fucking cried.The thought of her h
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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
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