What else has guessed already that Alisha wouldn't be the kind to go down without a fight?
Her bra and panties lay abandoned on the floor, and she was spread on the bed. In only one piece of clothing. It was my shirt, but now it was no longer just on her hip. She is wearing it. Her head was resting on a pillow which her both hands were tucked under. On the table was an opened wine and a glass cup. There was still wine in it but she hadn’t drank much of it. I moved towards her and sniffed in her smell. There was a little alcohol on her, but it didn’t seem like she had drunk much, I took another sniff but all that invaded my nose was the vanilla smell of her hair. I couldn’t resist the urge to touch them. On my touch, she moved, curling herself before stretching again. Revealing the rear of her and making me wish I had stayed away. I couldn’t resist touching those legs. I laid a hand on her knee and heard her give a deep sigh. I let a little chuckle escape my lip, she wouldn’t hear it. I loved how sensitive she was. My hands moved down her legs, loving how smooth they w
Emily King No, no, no, no. This did not just happen. But it did. If the pleasure running in my veins wasn’t enough proof, the clenching of my insides for more should sprinkle a cold bucket of reality on my face. If that didn’t work, all I had to do was open my eyes to see the man standing in between my legs. “Open your eyes, Emily.” He called. His voice was gentle, was patient, like that of a lover. He was not my lover. Her was Alisha’s. “Let go of me. This didn’t happen.” I muttered the first words to him then the second to myself. “No, no, Emily, don’t do that, except you want a reminder.” He spoke, and I could hear the chuckle in his voice. It sounded cold and triumphant, like that of a devil when he knew he had won. His hands tightened over my hip and I felt the tip of his nose gently nudging the side of my core. My whole body swelled in response to his touch, betraying me. I tried to buck off him but instead, I just brought myself more into his face so I strayed still, emb
My hands couldn’t stay in place, I tried to keep him in place by pulling his hair, but I couldn’t word the need for him to go slow because the breath I got was barely enough to keep me breathing.He let go of my his to use the hand to keep my hand in place but instead, he allowed me to buck against him, trashing up against him and reducing the pleasure on my neck.“You don’t want to be a good girl, do you?” He growled. He moved away to free his tie from his neck.Excitement bubbled through me in the hope that he was about to undress but only the tie came off. It came off him then came on me.He grabbed both my hands and wrapped his tie around them.“What are you doing, Xandro?” I asked, a little fear crawling up my throat. I had never been tied before, hell, I had never had sex before.“I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.” His voice was reassuring, I believed. Then he smiled and said, “At least, not today.”I didn’t know what the fuck that meant, but I held on to his words about not
EMILY KINGI watched the horror that rose on his face before he withdrew totally from me. He took a moment to tally untie my hands before moving off the bed, away from me.His expression moved to annoyance as he got to the edge of the room before turning to face me.“What the fuck, Emily?” He spoke harshly. Anger was evident in his voice yet I had no idea what my sin was. When did being a virgin become something abominable?“I don’t know what the problem is,” I said it wasn’t being in denial, I just couldn’t accept that he was mad because I was a virgin.“Why do I not know that…. That you’re…. You’re… a…” He trailed off, running his hands through his hair.“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m what?” I snapped.“Wait! Are you still drunk?” He asked in wonder as he moved closer to me again.Was I drunk? Maybe a little, but I was very much aware of what happened tonight, and I doubted I would forget when I became sober.“I’m not drunk.” I denied. Freeing my hands from the tie, he
“I wouldn’t have guessed you would be such a great social media person.” He said to me. We slept on the bed, facing each other. I couldn’t sleep and he didn’t either. It was not my choice to face him, I would rather turn my back to him, maybe I would have a better chance of sleeping but he wouldn’t have it any other way. “There are many things I didn’t think I could do either,” I replied, ignoring him would be of no help. Things like letting him touch me, or even dreaming about him. “I’m discovering myself.” I smiled.He watched me quietly but said nothing, then finally, he commanded, “Sleep.”The words seemed backed up by a spell because I slept off immediately.The nights were when I was most happy that I met Alexandro King. I didn’t have to sleep all couched on someone’s couch or be scared of anything.I loved the bed too.When I woke up, my husband was sitting up on the chair closest to the bed. It seemed like he had been waiting for me to wake up.“Is there anything
“I am not trying to seduce you!” I screamed before he said anything. I hid myself behind a trail of clothes and couched, hoping he wouldn’t pick. “I left my towel here and had nothing to wear out, I called your name for help but got no reply so I thought you had left. I am not trying to seduce you, I don’t even want you.” I rapped in embarrassment. “What are you doing here?”He threw the towel at me and said nothing, I managed to catch a bit of annoyance and disgust in his eyes before he stormed out of the closet without paying attention to me.“Wear the clothes I picked out. We have somewhere to be.” He commanded, his back turned to me before he slammed the door.I couldn’t stand up for the first few minutes, I had succeeded in embarrassing myself in front of Alexandro King like I had not made enough fool of myself last night.I sat in front of the mirror and oiled my skin before turning to see the dress he had picked. It was a beautiful jumpsuit that was classy as well as fun, I won
ALEXANDRO KING I was angry about a lot of things, the main one was why she attended the party without my permission. It was an oversight on my part to tell her about it and then be absent from it. But my absence had been her fault and she should have called before doing anything. I was surprised to know she was good with cards but that was now a useless skill because everyone else had read her hand except me. I could have taught her more, made her untouchable, but now she and her fickle heart have been swayed. It was hard to keep cool, but I had said enough to speak sense into her brain, so I kept quiet on our way back to the car. I could hear her sniffs as she tried to swallow her tears. Finally, a sight of the weak woman I had chosen. Somewhere along the line, I had made a mistake. The plan was to make her rely on me for strength but now our enemies had seen more of her than I had. “I’ll teach you everything you need to know about my world, never ask for help from anyone. Don’t
“I have held a gun before. I never said I hadn’t. You didn’t ask either. You just told Nina I had no gun experience, which was very different from what I had told her.” She pointed out to me.What exactly had she told Nina? This brought the whole thing back to Emily; she shouldn’t have a gun out without me.“Never go anywhere without me.” I snarled; I hated losing out on information. “How well do you know guns,” I asked, I wanted her to begin to spill. Instead, she took a deep breath and chewed on her biscuit, stepped down in it with a cup of coffee before replying to me.“I cannot shoot. I have never shot anything in my life. I have held a gun though, I was ten, and I witnessed an accident, they had taken me to the police station to testify and I helped an officer pick a gun from the floor. The point is, I’m not stupid enough to tell everyone at a party filled with people in black clothes that they can’t wait for the next funeral and that I couldn’t handle a gun. I couldn’t turn down
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