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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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“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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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
