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After a few sips of water, I suggested we wait for the others so we went back to our table. We didn’t have to wait long before Hannah and Kyle joined us, holding their own water in hand. I don’t think I’m the only one who noticed the wrinkled state of Sam’s shirt when he and Cami reappeared. Ian nodded at Mr Allen who has been close by all night. And we step out into the crisp night air. They settled into the back of the limo after we hugged and said good bye. Hannah listing two finger to her ear and mouthing the words call me. Ian takes my hand, “Come kitten, our ride is this way” “Did you have a good time?” He asked as we pulled out of the lot. “The best, thank you for everything, my friends will be talking about this for weeks to come” I swiped my tongue over my suddenly dried lips, he had such attractive hands, was that even an actual thing? I truth, I didn’t understand my recent obsession with the male forearms. And his is something to look at. His tanned skin, the veins l
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**I wake up the next morning with a dry mouth. My tongue felt like a towel that was just in the wash and mouth equally as bitter. I push up slowly, throw legs over the bed, my eyes in my palm. , Recounts the night after wards, drive the rest of the way in silence, stop car, held her hand to the house, says good night, she heads to the kitchen for some water turn around to see his back, towards his office phone at his ear. The glass I dumped on my nightstand is not full and a bottle of pills, painkillers seats beside it. With half closed lids I leaned to the side, popped two pills into my mouth and washed it down with half of the water. Then I return it back into the night stand. Ian. His name immediately comes to mind. Last night was so great, I still can’t believe he joined us for JBK concert. Am I allergic?His words brought a smile to my lips. Now I know he could have a good time like the rest of us. And who knows, maybe there would be more of that, if he
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I’ve just finished up my reading in the evening and was scrolling through random posts on social media when I see it. M corps-Bankruptcy what got my attention was the picture beside it, it was the man from the party, the company truly went under. I rose to a sitting position, it seems the news broke out this morning but I’d I’m just seeing it now. I read the article under it, Just as the man feared and Ian predicted. The company is sinking and fast. Below I see fifteen thousand comments, knowing better that to do so, I clicked on it and begun scrolling. Hundreds of complaints are written under the post on the comment section. A cry out for help and disbelief. One read: I dedicated twenty years of my life to this company. Another read: My life is over. Please you can’t do this. Lives are at stake here. I just got employment after weeks of vigorous interview, this has to be wrong. And more followed. It was worst than I thought. Scroll through more comments Jesus this is terrib
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*** “You’re in excellent spirits this morning.” Ian noted as his eyes rolled over me, “Who knew an act of service would put that winning smile on your face?” I wanted to have a good week this week, it’s going to be packed but I intend on taking it one step at a time and keep a level head. I shook my head, knowing he was referring to our agreement last night, and while I feel better that those people will be getting their jobs back it wasn’t what had me smiling. I added more sugar to my sweet tea, “I was just reminded of a conversation I had with Hannah yesterday” He turns giving me his full attention. And I rolled my eyes, “After Friday she was a bit curious about our arrangement. So I told her we were friends” “Friends” he repeats, his eyebrows going up you’d think he didn’t know the meaning of the word. “Yeah, friends” I felt a flush rising up my neck “We’re… friends aren’t we?” “If you think all this time I’ve been trying to become your friend, I must be doing something wr
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** The feeling sticks with the me for most of the day I’m unable to shake it off, my eyes dropping to my phone numerous times but it never lights up with any texts. I head to the library to get some studying done, plugged in my earbuds and cranked up the music to quiet my thoughts and I could finally focus. Sam joins me after an hour as I’m flipping through my economics textbook a frown etched on my face. I managed a smile, I haven’t seen him since Friday night. Kyle also, it seems now that the concert is gone everyone is reminded of their academic responsibilities when in the past we spent every free time planning. But there’s not regret. He pops open his books beside me and got down to it. About two hours later I’m popping my knuckles, I I straightened my hands over my head to get get some relief on my spine. I see it’s already dark outside as I tug out the band in my hair to redo the bun at the top of my hair. I turn to see Sam looking at me, a soft smile on his face. And I le
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**“Sam almost kissed me last night” I blurted out. I’ve been ansty since it happened and I wished I could have said it was because of Sam’s odd behavior but it wasn’t, by the time I drove into the driveway, another car pulled up beside mine and Ian stepped out of the back at the same time I did, doing up his jacket. We headed in together, I took a quick shower and got into something comfortable and went down for dinner. He asked about school and how my day went, I responded and returned the questions as we ate. It was calm, uneventful, I stated that I was done and he didn’t prob for me to eat more, just motioned for Ms Pat to serve desert. It was nice. But smehow I swear it was like he was waiting for me to tell him something. It was probably just the guilty conscience talking. And that was the other thing, the more I smiled politely and made small talk, the more guilt bit my heels. I hadn’t even done anything to feel guilty about. When I couldn’t stand it anymore I
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**I’m very busy the next day I don’t have any spare time to dwell on my thoughts, I replied Sam’s texts, telling him we were cool but I haven’t seen any other them the entire day. It’s late afternoon when I get a text from Hannah. Hannah: I broke up with Kyle. I reread it. Shit, what happened. I forego replying and hit the call button instead. She answers in the second ring. “Hey” her voice sounded deep, had she been crying? Crap. Hannah never cries. “What happened? Are you okay?”“That damned tramp, and the cheating bastard” she cursed. “ Oh my goodness Hannah calm down, where are you?”“He cheated on me that bastard.” She repeated and I could tel she was upset from her tone. “You at home? I’m coming right now okay?”“Okay babe” she replied then hung up. Crap. I rushed to my car on my way I stopped by a mini mart to get a huge bowl of icecream and some chocolate, and two bottles of wine. We were going to need it. Hannah and Kyle always had arguments and co
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Ian Quinn: Come out. Say what now? He doesn’t mean… I looked at the time at the top of my phone, it was half past nine our last text thirty-seven minutes ago, that was enough time for him to... I shook my head, thinking I was getting ahead of myself. But then what did he mean to come out? I crossed over to the window at the side and pushed the floral curtains to the side. Three floors down, parked at the front beside Bumper is a black Mercedes with the headlights on. I can’t see shit through the darkly tinted glasses but I knew it was him. What the heck is he doing here? Glaring down at the vehicle I clicked on my phone. Me: I told you I’ll be staying here tonight. He completely ignored my wishes and came to get me himself like I was a wayward child out past curfew. You've got to be kidding me. I was mentally seething. My phone lights up. Ian Quinn: Would you like me to come get you? Gah! Damn it. I gritted my teeth I’m surprised they don’t turn to first in my mou
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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
