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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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