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The look on her face before she left was priceless. She wanted right then to demand I hand over the company, wished she could intimidate me giving it up. If she wanted it that badly she would have to drag me to court, and weren’t those just fun? I’ve seen enough court battles on social media, so many dirty laundry and lies are exposed to discredit the opponents. If I was going to go through with this, I’d have to be ready for whatever she threw at me, and grow a think skin. I’m wondering if I should call Mr Alfred when I hear the sound of the door opening behind me. A man with salt and pepper hair steps in, wearing a dark suit and tie, his head lifts and I recognize the warm smile that spreads across a handsome face. “Katy, good afternoon dear, I was hoping to run into you today, I’m glad I was right” “Mr smith? Hi, good afternoon to you too” I mumbled then got up when he closed the door behind him, stepping further into the room, we shook hands and I tried to smile as looked
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I’m getting some work done in the dinning Sunday afternoon just as I click save on my computer Ms. Pat appears at the door way, a plate of water mouthing cookies on a plate and a glass of milk is deposited beside my computer. I groaned tiredly beaming at her. “Thank you so much, have I told you how much I loved these?” “You didn’t need to dear, the rate at which it disappears whenever I back a fresh hatch gives you away” she returns with a smile. And I wanted to hug her. She’s always been polite, asking if I needed anything done around the house and to not hesitate to ask, the same way attendants are super polite at fancy hotels, but was it just me or she’s been even nicer since Friday? It took a while before I was able to face her again after the kiss, it certainly helped that Ian has being… I had no words. We hadn’t spoken like I planned Friday night, it likely had something to do with the way we were kissing immediately we got behind closed doors. His fingers fisted in my ha
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Ms. Pat sends one of the girls, Bailey to inform me that dinner is served. My first thought is to have them send it down to my room, but that would seem like I was hiding. And what has hiding ever give me? It certainly changed nothing the hours I spent here all afternoon. I tried to watch a few episodes of supernatural when I academics didn’t prove to be strong distractions from my looping thoughts. Discards them without a second thought. But even that fell short. So, I climbed in bed, popped in my earbuds and hit Halsey’s playlist on repeat while I tried to nap. Now, I mumbled “Be right there, thanks” to the lady as I slipped out of bed. I splashed some water on my face and tamed my hair into a bun at the top my head and left my room. “Why are you pouting?” It was the third question he’s asked me since I joined him five minutes ago and I wasn’t pouting. My fingers tightened around my fork and I relaxed them immediately and kept eating. “All this because I fired a maid?” I f
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His lips claimed mine in a deep kiss, and I whimpered, as he forced his tongue between my lips. I moaned into his mouth as his hand moved to cup my breast, the furled tip pushing against his palm. His lips still fused to mine, I arched into him. I loved how he held me, his caresses firm, desperate. Like he’d die if he didn’t kiss me. Ian grunted when I sucked on his tongue, he nipped on my bottom lip and lifts me off the floor. I yelped, my hands going to his neck to hold on. An open palm smacks my backside causing my butt to clench on another yelp. “Up” he snapped and he directs my thighs to close at his trim hips. A hand cops the back of my head, the other knead my smacked butt cheek “Let’s see if we can do something about that anger hum?” He questions but wasn’t expecting and answer because he kissed me again. His tongue swiping over my parted lips as he kissed down my throat and collarbone, caressing down my spine and fondling my ass in both hands as he crosses to the bed
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On my bed, his fingers between my legs had my head spinning. It was better than my fingers. So so good. I couldn’t stop my hips from moving if I tried. “Fuck, you’re so wet kitten” he rasped in a growl. My hips moved with his fingers as he explored me with seeking fingers coating his long digits in my cream as he slid up and down teasing my entrance and circling my clit. Oh Geez. He was so good at this. I knew he would be. What was that Hannah called it? Big dick energy? My throbbing nipples pressed against my thighs with how far back I held my legs open for him. “Did you enjoy that?” Lips parted I shake my head, my eyes rolling into the back of my head, I’m jolted by another tap between my legs. “Liar” he chastised before sparing one thick finger inside me slowly. “Oow… hmmm” my hips leaves the bed as he pulls it out, thrusting in a few times, holding his thumb against my swollen clit. I groaned long and loud. It feels so good, that one finger, his moment is slo
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It would seem Eunice wasn’t joking about hearing from her lawyers, not that I think she’d joke with me, she tested me too much for that, over money no less but I was surprised by how fast she carried out her threats as no more than two days later I received the email from her legal representative. With my phone on my lap, I looked through the invitation to sit and discuss how we would be moving forward with regard to my father’s last will and testament while I waited for class to begin. It was supposed to be an easy conversation to come to an agreement. I see they were going with the carrot before the hot rod approach. Agreement for what though? I scroll to the bottom to see that I’m to choose between two available time slots, Wednesday by nine or twelve noon while acknowledging the recipient of the mail. I dont miss the subtle threat at the end which reads in bold letters might I add. Failure to comply would result in more drastic actions. Best regards. Followed by salutati
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I’m at the common area sitting on the bench my friends and I frequent, munching on the ham sandwiches Ms. Pat packed for me this morning and sipping on soda while flipping through a textbook with one hand as I have every free time I had in the past two days when my cell chirped, I drag my eyes momentarily from my reading to check the notification, I click on it with one hand opening a text from Hanna. There are two pictures accompanied by question marks. I swipe at the second one and hit send. It was a pair of calf-length boots as opposed to Uggs. I wasn’t sure of her outfit but the boots were more her style, she likely already made her choice and was going to wear the boots no matter what I said. I wiped my fingers with a napkin, done with eating, I had about thirty minutes before my next class and I wanted to finish up this chapter that way I’d cover two more tonight before bedtime. I flipped to the next page when I heard a voice above my head. “Hi, Katy is it? Cute shoes y
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I stepped into class the next day and made a beeline to my preferred seat. I considered plugging in my earbuds and listening to a few Halsey songs to keep my Zing on as students were moving around, chatting and catching up, discussing previous lessons, and talking loudly while we waited for class to start. I bring out my books and arrange my pen and pencils, I make quick work of sharpening the worn ones. I had a test later today which I spent the last two nights preparing for, I was feeling confident last night but I couldn’t help the nerves this morning. “You’ll be fine Kates” I mumbled to myself with a nod. Then brought out my phone next. “Hey Katy” a voice called breaking my concentration, I looked up in time to see a girl wave at me as she passed to seats behind. I’m already waving back before I realize my hand is up, involuntarily action really, to just wave back when some waves at you. We’ve shared this class all semester and another in our sophomore year and haven’t exch
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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
