I took my bath, myself. I wasn’t sick, I didn’t need anyone bathing me. Besides, I was in a different state than yesterday, if I agreed to let him touch me at this moment, it would be a very sexual advancement.I decided to wear something unusual, a little touch of sexiness that gave no room for pity, I picked a crop. It was white, a little bit thick but it clung to my skin and gave me comfort. Then I chose a nice navy pants that was free at the end.It outlined my curves and made me feel good.Alexandro sat on the armchair, watching me with an expression I could not read as I went back and forth. I didn’t like being idle so I decided to re-curl my hair. The waves had begun to straighten and it made me lose a bit of my glow.“Let me do it.” I looked into the mirror to see Alexandro standing behind me. He took the curler out of my hand before I could protest.“Do you know how to do it?” I asked, he didn’t strike me as a man who had past experiences in something like curling hair.He di
EMILYWe stared at each other. I didn’t dare say a word and he looked at me with such an intense gaze, owning his words. His eyes held mine, giving me no room to look away or break his gaze.“I want to polish my nails,” I spoke to distract him. He broke the intense gaze to look at my nails.“You’ll need more than polish,” Alexandro said. He was right, my nail was worn out and rough, and I would have to file it back to shape before reapplying polish.“I guess I’d have to book a session,” I murmured. It was too much work for me to do myself.Alexandro only had to type a few words on his phone and Sarah came in bearing in hand a nail kit and grinning ear to ear. It was like she was glad to see Alexandro and me together, so close. She probably envied us and prayed for a marriage like mine. I rejected it on her behalf but it gave me an idea why Alexandro was being so nice to me.It was only according to plan that we acted in love while we were in Paris, and the bars had been raised higher
ALEXANDROThe meeting ended a few minutes before midnight. It had been war with everyone baring teeth and claws. I wasn’t surprised to see Anthony. He might have just returned but he didn’t delay from showing everyone that he meant business. It looked like he was finally going to be serious with life. His gaze now had focus and determination. Things Anthony could not be attributed with at a point in history.I watched as words were passed back and forth. I could have just stayed back in the suit with Emily because even if my body had left her, my mind didn’t.The tables had turned at that meeting, I didn’t have to do business with Ian. Instead, I would wait, watch their war then deal with the winner. It was a win for me in any way.“Alexandro King.” Anthony Ortega nodded at me after the meeting was over. Everyone had begun to disperse, going to their room, most of them had a woman waiting. I had a woman too but I doubted she was waiting.“Anthony Ortega.” I returned the nod, then stoo
ALEXANDROI took a step toward her, my eyes stuck on her chest. It was too late to pretend to not be affected by her body, the thick bulge in my pants had already given that away.“Alexandro.” She called with a low voice as I took another step closer. That low silky voice only fed my arousal.She made to take a step backward but I wasn’t in the mood to play that game, I stopped her with a finger wrapped around that rope that held the bikini together in the middle of her breast. She froze on her track, and her breath hitched.Mine too, because the act brought her breasts together, making them fuller, and prettier, pushing my desire to feed on them to an unreversible point.“What are you wearing Emily?” I asked the question and followed it with a slight tug that had her coming forward, bringing those boobs to bounce against my chest. Her whole body aligned against mine, her eyes widening as she felt the proof of my desire poke against her belly.“Ahh… Sarah said it was easier to swim we
EMILYMy breast felt like they were on fire, my nipples hurt and my pussy felt branded. I remembered every moment of it, even actively participating.Shame crept up my face. I didn’t like the man, yet I willingly fucked him. His words played in my head again. “Are you wet?” Just the sight of him in the pool, angry and thinking I was drowning had turned me on. I was soaked even before I stepped out of the water. I had pressed my breast to his chest, begging him to touch me. I wanted sex last night as much as he did.What I didn’t like was how he was gentle afterward. I loved the first round where we fucked like animals, with my back against the wall and his length inside me, the bites, the spanks.But the second, it made me feel like we were a real married couple. False hopes.I slid out of Alexandro's sleepy hold but my feet had barely touched the floor when he scooped me back to the bed. My whole body froze in alarm.I couldn’t handle daylight sex with Alexandro, to see his face and
EMILYI had to stop over analyzing everything.Knowing I had nowhere to go again, it was another day indoor, my little cell in the beautiful city of Paris, I decided to wear a romper pinafore. I wore a soft white top with no bra and wore the jean romper on it. It was comfortable because it was short, its length ended not to far from the bottom of my ass.I hummed a song to myself as I sat in front of my mirror wondering each earring to wear, my wedding band fixed on my finger. This was a morning I felt very married.Alexandro was taking his bathe and I still couldn’t help but wonder how today will go, if he would leave or stay, if he stayed, what we would talk about or do.All I had to do was wait. My stomach churned to remind me of the food by the door but Alexandro had said to wait for him.“Don’t eat without me.” He had warned before going to bath. I couldn’t be blatantly disobedient.In truth, the suit belonged to Alexandro and I. In paris here where we pretend to be happily marri
EMILY“I can’t go any further.” I cried. The Butte Montmartre was a place I never imagined I would visit but all my excitement was gone at this moment. I was tired from all the stairs I had climbed that day.“You need to sign up in a gym, it’ll be the first thing I do when we get back home.” Alexandro frowned. He hadn’t even broken a sweat, looking all sleep in his shirt and Jean while I looked like a runaway bride.“Make sure to get me a sexy instructor.” I teased back.After we argued back and forth, Alexandro won. We didn’t change. I was glad I hadn’t worn anything uncomfortable but I didn’t like how plain I looked.Because the Montmartre wasn’t too far from the hotel, Alexandro had insisted we walk. He hadn’t given me a heads up concerning where we were going, maybe I might have convinced him to carry a car because I couldn’t even imagine walking home.Climbing to the highest point was necessary but the higher we went the better the view, I refused to go through all this stress fo
ALEXANDROI wanted to burn that contract right in her front of her eyes.Being a good man to Emily was tougher than I expected. The surprise in her eyes every time I did something she didn’t expect was worth it, the joy of being able to kiss her just because I wanted to was worth it, but I knew I hadn’t broken through any of her barriers.She didn’t know I was the one who bought the house she wanted back and I intend to keep it that way, I’d change the name on it to hers and gift it to her but before that, I wanted her to know that I wanted to null the contract, there would be no end to us.Our journey down was quiet, she didn’t let me hold her hand like earlier. Even when I bought another ice cream, she had rejected it.My patience was wearing out, but I managed because I didn’t want to have a public argument. I pulled her to face me the moment the hotel door clicked shut behind us.“Why are you angry?” I asked, I wanted to know what was wrong so could get rid of it.“I’m not angry.
EMILYAlexandro was too restless to do anything. he wouldn't sleep, we literally forced him to eat. All he did was sit and watch his baby.Our Miracle.I stood by the door. I was sure he hadn't noticed my presence, all his attention was on our son. It was like Alexandro wanted to memorize every one of the boy's features."You have all the time in the world. You will watch him grow, we both will." I said to him.Alexandro broke into a small smile but didn't turn to me. "Are you mad I didn't tell you earlier?" I asked. I hoped he wouldn't be.He shook his head, "I'm a bit glad you didn't, I fear I might over thought t if you had told me. Thank you for being a strong woman Emily. You did very well in my absense.""But I am not doing too well in your presence, am I?" I asked."Of course not." He murmured. I hid a smile because I knew what was wrong.I wrapped my arms around him from behind. His muscles were taut like he was tense and scared, I couldn’t help rubbing my cheeks against his ba
EPILOGUE 2ALEXANDROParis prison shouldn’t even be considered a prison. It was just another place where I was King. I ruled the whole ward in the first month I got there and was worshiped during the rest.What a year in prison couldn’t do, just five minutes with Emily did it. made me scared, made me feel weak.I saw through her façade and saw the anxiety she tried to mask her nervousness.“Well, it’s not that.” She murmured, avoiding my eyes.I would have thought it to be impossible but Emily looked even better than I remembered. Prettier. Her violet eyes shone brighter, and although I knew she was nervous, true happiness filtered out through her eyes, and my heart broke.“Who is it?” I asked.“What?” She looked somewhat lost.“Who is he?” I knew from her eyes. She was happy. She had met someone else and he made her happy.“DO you know why I couldn’t visit you even when you finally permitted me to?” She asked.I broke her gaze. I had started it by refusing to see her. I needed her to
EPILOGUE 1EMILYOne year Later.I was late.Technically anyway. They would wait till I got there.France's government had taken it upon themselves to deliver Alexandro back to America. I think it was their way of making amends considering the worth of the properties he had in their country.As his wife on paper, I had to be the one to pick him up.If it were up to me, the whole family would follow me but I didn’t trust them not to leak my big secret to Alexandro before I did. And I wanted to be the one to do it. I was a bit uneasy about his reaction, maybe scared but what was top on my heart was to see him.I wonder how prison had treated him. I was also guilty he had gone there because of me. My fault.“How do I look?” I turned to Chloe, giving her a 360 degree view of my dress. More than anyone else, Chloe was most displeased with me.A little bit jealous too that I came back with my mother.“Very much more dashing than you should.” She replied, her face stoic but I could see her ey
EMILYThe case had been adjourned three times and we had to change lawyer halfway through but finally, the trial came to an end.At first, we had thought the case and court were just for formality but it had been discovered that Russo’s long-lost grandmother was French, and the French government wanted to fight for her citizens.We claimed self defense but apart from Amelia and I, there was no one to testify against Russo in court. It didn’t help that the man was head. Alexandro had aimed for his head. His brains had popped out and the doctors marked it as intentional murder.Although I had begun to heal from the wound and my wounds were marked minor, I reported Russo’s long-time stalking and showed the pictures he had made of me. I was no longer ashamed to show it as I knew it wasn’t me but we didn’t tell the court that.Luckily, Sarah had a secret camera that had caught him kicking me. Now we were waiting for the judge to announce her verdict.Alexandro was made to pay a thousand do
EMILYI was alive.My legs hurt, and so did my chest and head but I felt no excruciating pain that should have come from a gunshot.The room was still again like everyone held their breath.“Emily.” I heard someone call. It was Sarah. I opened my eyes.Russo lay on the floor. He was unmistakenly dead and his brains had been slipped open. I closed my eyes again.Strong arms lifted me. Not sarah’s arms.Alexandro.I opened my eyes again. My head was swimming, so many things happening at the same time. “Where do you hurt?” Alexandro’s voice asked.“He hit me. My head, my legs, my chest. He hit Amelia too. Take care of Amelia.” I rasped. My head was banging. Maybe it was the noise of the gunshot. It could also be from when he smacked my head with the gun. I closed my eyes again.Alexandro’s hand touched my legs and I winced. “I think it’s broken. I’ll take you to the hospital.” Alexandro said moving me outside. “Sarah will take care of Amelia.” I nodded, letting him take care of me.I hea
“Amelia killed your dad.”EMILYMy eyes shot to my mom. “What’s he saying?”Amelia was rude and sassy, she was stuck on herself, and didn’t care about other people, but a murderer? I didn’t think so.I didn’t know what she did for her agency or whatnot, but why would she kill my dad? And I thought I knew how my dad died. Alexandro cut him off life support.But who knew what devilish things she did for the agency? There had to be a reason Sarah’s dad didn’t let her join.“Explain,” I commanded.“Explain mama.” The masked man echoed unnecessarily. “Explain how you ruined this beautiful princess’ life and mine as well.”Amelia began crying. “I didn’t know he would have a heart attack. I swear. I just wanted him to leave me alone.” She began.“He kept trying to find me, I sent letters, telling him to stop looking for me. I didn’t know how but I managed to find myself once and the agency didn’t like it. So I had to find a way for him to stop trying to find me.” She stopped, sobbing. The so
EMILY“Someone grew balls, not enough though, since you still need a mask on your face.” I rasped. I tried to sound bold but my voice sounded hoarse. The only thing I had control over was my facial expression. “And that gun.” I scoffed. “Do you know how to use it?” I placed the bag down and settled on the chair closest to the door. “What do you want?” I asked.“You have a very pretty mother.” He said, ignoring my questions and not minding my taunts. “I heard that you both aren’t on good terms.” He played with Amelia’s hair as he spoke. Then he stopped to remove the rag from her mouth.I recognized it as the kitchen napkin. He came through the kitchen while Amelia must have come through the door. He wasn’t a professional, from his muscles I could see all he had was brawn. He could smash a window open but couldn’t pick locks.I wasn’t afraid of him but I could tell Amelia was, and I couldn’t figure out why. Amelia wasn’t the type to fear.“Mommy here has a confession to make.” The man n
EMILY“You reek of sex,” Sarah complained disapprovingly as she drove me home. I said nothing but couldn’t stop smiling. “So you’re getting back together with Alexandro?” She asked.That made me frown.She was ruining the good mood three orgasms had put me in and I didn’t like it. “I don’t know yet.”“So, the sex was just a mistake or what?” She asked, avoiding my eyes. I was fine with that, I didn’t particularly appreciate it when she took her big sister role to this angle.“No, it was very intentional.” I wouldn’t deny that I even initiated it if she asked.“But you’ve not decided what you’re going to do with him. That’s a bit harsh. You’re giving him the wrong signals. You’re using him.” She scolded.Now that got at me. “Would you rather I fucked someone else? He’s my husband for Christ’s sake.” I was getting irritated.Sarah noticed because she stopped pushing but the seeds she had sown in my head began to take root and grow.Just a few hours ago I had been ranting at Amelia, but
EMILYI wasn’t going to accept being rejected. Hell no. I knew just the way to make him change his mind, it was easy when I could see he wanted me too, the bulge in his pants was very noticeable.My hands came up to the buttons of his shirt; he knew what I was about to do even before I touched the first button.“Don’t.” He moved out of the room immediately, and I followed behind. I had three buttons done by the time he turned back. “What are you doing?” He screamed.One side of the wall was glass and his men only had to pass to see me naked. I pulled the shirt over my shoulder and just in time someone passed by. Alexandro pushed me back into the room in an instant. I pulled him along and clicked the door shut, blocking it with my body, then threw the shirt on the floor.I was going to die of embarrassment if he rejected me now.He closed his eyes, willing himself not to look at me. And I smiled, victory was close.I pulled his hand, taking his fingers in between my legs to show him ho