Hi everyone! It’s been quite fun writing about Katy and Ian and discovering their story as we go. But as you might have noticed it’s been progressing rather slowly this is because I’ve been juggling three books since the start of this year. As we get to the next part I’d like to be able to give these two beautiful characters my full attention. On that note I’ll be taking a couple weeks off to complete another on going book, MAFIA RULES. Its been crazy jumping from one world to the next and quite frankly draining. Things to look forward on the next part: New fun characters, unraveling the mystery that is IAN QUINN, and of course more spice!!! Please bare with me. Thanks you all. Xoxo S.N
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
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
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
After my test, I leave class trying not to think about my performance. Just trust Professor Edwards to bring out the trickiest questions, well what’s done is. Done, nothing I can do about it now. Needing to distract myself, I clicked on my phone and saw a text from Hannah. Hannah: What’s up?” I shot a reply even though I didn’t really feel it. Me: Good, you already at the library? On my way. I tossed my things into Bumper, hit the start button and my cell pinged with another notification. Hannah: I promised Kyle I’d join him to go over some games this afternoon. Those two have been held up in their love cave for over a week now, I'm glad, that means they weren't fighting. Me: Okay, later then. Hannah: Later. I tossed the phone in the cup holder and pulled out of the lot. I spend a few hours by myself at our regular desk in the library, studying before heading home. I took a quick shower dressed in leggings and a loose sweater before leaving my room. “Ooh this smells
“Katy! So glad you could make it!” I smiled reaching to give the woman a hug. “Hi Mrs. Benson, thanks for having me” “Naomi, please” she corrected softly and kissed my cheek, with a hand on mine she walked me further into the garden. When she called earlier this week she said a little get-together so I was expecting a small gathering with maybe fifteen to twenty people. There were at least forty people present and I was early. The chair arrangements, and the number of trays lined with food and drinks, told me there were more guests to arrive. “Right this way, Elise will be down any moment, help yourself with food and drinks” someone waves for her attention, an attendant from his uniform. With an apologetic look she pats my arm, “Give me a moment and I’ll introduce you to everyone but we’re all here to have a good time so feel at home” Naomi gave me another hug and hurried along in the direction of the attendant. I smiled at two girls maybe a few years older than me walking
When we were clean and proper once more she held out a hand to me. “I’m Elise, I don’t think we’ve met, always good to meet a fellow cake enthusiast” We shared a goofy grin and I took her hand “Katy, in my defense it was really delicious.” Her brows scrunched “Katy? You’re Quinn’s wife? I heard Mom say you were around here somewhere, you’re different than I thought you’d be” “Er… thanks?” “Yes, it was a compliment” It was a strange one. Done with the napkin I tossed it on the waste basket. “Oh, congratulations on passing the bar” She waved it away “Honestly I’m just glad to be done” I understood the feeling, I was certain I’d feel the same way when I was done with college. Elise crossed to the flutes of champagne on the other table and stole two, she walked back and offered me one, I accepted with a thanks and she smiled. “So what do you do?” “I’m in college” “Oh nice, what’s your major?” “Business” She looked me over, “You don’t seem the type” “Family hazard” I s
It was well past nine when I eased the car into my usual parking spot. I put the car in park, turned off the engine, and let out a breath. I am beat, my feet hurt from standing for the most part of the day but I had a smile on my lips. I grabbed my purse and bent to gather my shoes before pushing the door open. I winced slightly as I was almost blinded by headlights, blinking to clear my vision, and then I saw another vehicle pull up beside me. The light shuts off and Ian steps out. his white shirt bright in the night. “Did it rain?” I frowned a little hopping from foot to foot on the damp pavement along curb. It had been clear skies where I went. “A little” Ian answered, slight amusement clinging to his tone. I looked up, smiling when I saw him coming around the car towards me. “Where’d you go?” I hadn’t realized he’d been out. “I had a meeting of sorts, Good day? ” I nodded grinning “The best, it was so lovely, everyone was so nice” Well no everyone but no need to d
** “Ian?” “Hello kitten, how are your classes going?” I’d spent the rest of the weekend with my nose in my books to make up for an entire day out only seeing him during meals, he seemed to be busy with work as well. I’ve since exchanged a few texts with Elise and we spoke on when would be best for me to come for a visit to the foundation. I was excited about it, but also nervous. It was everything I’d always wanted to do looking from the outside, it was my passion. But I know how it would be to actually do it. What if I was bad at it? What if the kids didn’t like me? I would die. Yeah, I was nervous. “Katy?” His voice rasped in my ear. “Hm?” I blinked then remembered we were having a conversation “Good what about you?” I hitched my bag higher in my back using on thick leather strap and kept walking. “Last class I had was about a decade ago give or take” he returned lightly. “I meant your day smart ass” I giggled as I walked passed other students either going or walk
“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
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
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.
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
** 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
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
“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
“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
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