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I’m standing in the ICU the next day, I front of me is the door that would lead me to dads private room where he is hooked up on monitors and machines. I found myself here after Hannah canceled and was already on my way out so I came here instead. “Would you like to go in?” I turned at the sound of the voice, its dad’s nurse, the one who’s been keeping me updated. “I think he’s sleeping” I murmured in response. He hasn’t moved once since I stood here. Only the rise and fall of his chest and the occasional beep from the machines signal life. Otherwise he was so still. I cleared my throat, “Can I?” It was still visiting hours but I wasn’t sure if I could visit while the patient was… resting. “Yes of course” she opens the door wider and motions me inside with a wave of her hand. “You can sit with him if you’d like” she offered. With a nod, I walked further into the room lowering to the chair beside him. The lady moved around checking the monitors for a second and noted something on
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I sucked in a breath at his words, stated so casually as though he was discussing something as mundane as the weather of what he wanted to have for dinner. My eyes roaming from the lights to the elegant decorations. I could begin to presume the kind of business the man was into, how long it’s been in his family or the amount of staffs in his employ. With the company going under they’ll be put out of their jobs. Most of them would have families to feed, the decision of one man to have such devastating effects and there’s Ian in the center of it ready to pull the pin, toss it in the ocean and watch the ship sink while everyone scrambles looking for ways to stay afloat. I bit my bottom lip, “That’s… brutal” “Like you said, it is the way of business” We don’t speak any more after that, I- I had nothing to say to someone who would make a decision like that. It’s times like this that I’m reminded of his reputation, what the media says about him, opportunist, ruthless, a cutthroat. Two
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Try as I may, I couldn’t forget the look in his eyes last night, that look. You know the one. I didn’t know what to do with it, what to think of it, words failed me. Was it intensity? Possession, with a hint of hunger? Does that even make sense?I only know that it confused me. But somewhere deep inside me, it made me heady, like I had bubbles in my belly. To be gazed upon by a man like that? Exhilarating.I saw it when I closed my eyes, felt it upon my skin when I showered as the warm water hit my skin, goosebumps sprouted all over me. It came to me again and again when I tried to concentrate on something else, anything else. Finally done with all my school work, I headed to the kitchen because it was movie time. The last episode ended in such an epic cliffhanger I don’t know how I was able to wait this long, but I promised myself, no watching until I was done with school work also, good things comes to all who wait and I have waited. I kept a bowl of icecream and a pa
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After the first episode I turned to him. “What do you think? Like it?”“What happens next?”“Let’s find out, I also would like to know” I shot him a grin. I’m just clicking on the next episode when my phone chirps. Then buzzed for a few moments and I know I’ve gotten a significant amount of notifications. After pushing play I leaned back and stretched for my phone on the bed. Hannah: I think these would look cute on you, what do you think? I clicked on the attached photos. “Any trouble?” Ian murmured beside me. “It’s just Hannah, she’s sending me make up ideas for the concert” due to our canceled shopping trip we had to settle for exchanging ideas via texts. Hannah thinks it’ll help us narrow down what to get. “Concert?” “Yes” I text a reply, She’s been wanting us to be creative with our looks, and I’m all for it but I’ve never been one to wear bold colors , and she just sent pictures with purple eyeshadow and silver glitter. Me: looks good, but with more neutr
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Holding my books under one arm I blinked sleepily. My eyes get hot and my lids dry. I wanted to curse myself for staying up late on a school night but what could I do, Dean Winchester has me in a chock hold. I dropped my heavy texts in the table the same time a voice called “good mornin I grunted a response. “Long night?”“Something like that” I dropped to my usual chair and poured a glass of orange juice, downing it in three gulps. I exhaled. “Did you sleep at all?” “For like two hours, and don’t say anything, I regret it enough as it is” I rubbed at my eyes with my thumb and forefinger reaching for more juice with my other hand. “Have this instead, I’ll wake you up” he pushes a mug into my hand and I look at him for the first time this morning. As usually he is dressed impeccably for work, in a dark dray suit with white dots and a matching tie, I look vastly underdressed next to him in my white shirt and one of my newer jean shorts but I was running late this morn
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Hannah was standing with a hand on her hips when I left my first class, I hadn’t made it in time to meet up with her this morning. “You look homeless” “Believe me, I know” and holding my books under my arm was likely adding to the image. She gave me a long lol, her gaze sweeping down my exposed legs, “you know if you had added a belt and some jewelry, and some leather boots this old have been a looker” “I looked down at my oversized shirt and black sandals “er.. okay, if you say so”“Here” She finally handed me my bag pack which I’d left at her place Friday evening. “Thanks” I tell her as we made our way to Bumper parked at space in front. I make quick work of changing out my books with the relevant ones, leaving the others on the passenger seat. “See you later girlfriend”I waved at her back as she was already walking away to her next class, I turned around and did the same. I quickly change out the books and hurry to my next class. At noon I eat lunch at the first
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I was the first to arrive at the library the next day, I immediately got my books out, I had a test tomorrow and felt it would be better to start studying early. Before long the others arrive and I’m distracted as I knew I would be. And we get talking about Friday. The others are trying to decide if we should hit the clubs afterwards and make the most of the night. And here I was thinking the concert would be party enough. I tried tuning them out focusing on my texts but I kept looking up every few seconds seeing as I was going to be part of the plans they were making by default. The concert would run past midnight I would crash at Hannah, maybe take the couch because I’m sure her and kyle would want some alone time. “I can drive” I announced. “You would?” “Yeah, I won’t be drinking much” “But I want us to have fun, we can Uber” “And your cab is a two seater” Sam noted. “We can take your car right? Especially if yall want to be moving around late” “I guess…” “Then I’ll drive”
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Beep Beep.. Beep… What the… I smack my fingers around blindly following the offending sound until the it stops and stuck my hand back under the covers going back to sleep. I’ve barely closed my eyes before I hear it again. Fudge. Please it couldn’t have been five already. I couldn’t have been thirty minutes since I fell into this bed. I roll to the side, ignoring the beeping sound. Borrowing deeper into my pillow when it stops by itself. Five more minutes… Okay maybe ten more minutes…- The door opens and light floods my room causing me to snap awake to a sitting position wincing at the bright lights “I’m up! I swear” “Rise and shine kitten” his voice drones from the entrance. I tossed my hair behind me and rubbed at my eyes. It was really morning? Man I needed more sleep. My brain felt like I had cobwebs in them, my eyes dry as a desert along with my tongue. I yawned tiredly then threw my hands up in a stretch, popping the bones in my elbows, shoulder and spine. Goodness I
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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
