CHLOE
I ran back to my room and shut the door. My heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to implode in my chest.I couldn’t hide from what I had just felt. Being that close to Vincent, feeling the heat of his desire had ignited mine. If I hadn’t snapped back, I would have gotten entangled with the man who killed my mother. It hadn’t even been half a month yet. A new wave of guilt washed over me.Then there was Vincent’s response. Has he changed? I couldn’t help but wonder.Since he had gotten me back, he had been quite careful with me and even more loving to Mackenzie.Then what had just happened… it was unreal…it didn’t seem like the Vincent I knew at allFor a couple of seconds, I contemplated giving in to him, being his Luna, and giving him the family he claims he wants so badly, maybe even bearing him more children. Immediately the thought tasted like bile in my throat.The next morning while we had breakfast I couldn’t stop noticiVINCENT I dropped my daughter off at school and zoomed off to work. In the showdown with my brother and the meddlesome Jane Andersen, I’d left things relatively unattended to. And it was time to get back in the fray, now that the competition from my brother’s company had been nullified, I could concentrate on rebuilding and general expansion. The general entrance area looked prim and standard, even the lobby area was clean with no traces of blood or broken furniture. All the paintings were replaced and repaired. My victory was so complete there wasn’t even any sign of a scuffle. I walked into the office with long powerful strides as the incident of last night swirled continuously in my mind. My brother sought to game my mate from me, a woman I’d already marked for my own. And now he was dead for it, amongst other things. Though she was still weary towards me, that would wear off in due time I was certain. I decided to begin to get some work done. I called my secretary
CHLOEI went to the space in the courtyard I’d always gone to for years, my quiet place. My refuge amid the crazy storm that filled my days in this house.I found my seat on the sole bench that had sat my sorrowful souls in days past, and thought of the future, my legs swinging and heart soaring as far as it could under the circumstances. Only then did I feel it. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, and my mind narrowed down to find the chilly disturbance in the familiar tranquility of the environment that I’d come to inhabit. Then I heard footsteps approaching. I turned slowly but precisely to assess the new entry in the garden. My heart traveled to my throat at first glance. He inspired fear like no one else could elicit from me and I stood very still in dreadful anticipation of his next actions.He stood there a while and looked straight into my soul. I attempted to murmur some pleasantries when he spoke to me.“ You are here.”He simply said. I
CHLOEIt felt as though I would explode with the concentration of electricity that had been gathered at the tip of one nipple. Yet I didn’t tell him what he wanted to hear. He kept rubbing on that one nipple and squeezed when I least expected it. I writhed in beautiful agony with my eyes closed, wondering how many primal sensations one nipple could endure. He finally let go after what felt like an eternity of this mind-numbing torture he inflicted sweetly upon me. I heard a soft growl as his mouth finally claimed the throbbing nipple. He sucked and devoured my breast like I’d never felt before. I pulled his head closer to the source of my pleasure as he now alternated between both breasts. I thought I’d go mad from the amount of tension coursing through me from his hungry mouth.He reached lower and found the waistline of my jeans, they were gone in mere moments as Vincent got access to my bare thighs, he placed a kiss on the inside of my left thigh, and my whole body reacte
CHLOEI woke up to find Vincent gone. He was not in the bed next to me. I looked under the covers to find myself as naked as I was born.The memories of the night still hung in the air. I smelt the musk of Vincent’s taut and hairy body, I remember the sight of his eyes closed in the fire of our desire, I could feel his member plowing through me like a battle ram, his hand clasped around me, holding my squirming body in place. Then guilt and shame swept through me all over again. What have I just done?I had let myself get carried away by Vincent’s niceties and gotten entangled with the man who had gruesomely murdered my mother, whose own mother had killed almost every member of my family….and Mark. The man who was holding me in his house was nothing less than a prisoner.Even as I felt all of these, the echoes of insane pleasure still reverberated through me. Just then the door creaked open and I reflexively pulled the white sheets up to cover my exposed br
ChloeI stood there stunned.Mackenzie barged into the room that instant and her eyes widened in awe.“You look so pretty mummy, Are you going out with daddy?” She rushed over to me and held me by my legs. “I want to come with you” she mumbledSally was right behind her and she made to pull her away. I motioned for her not to.I carried Mackenzie up in my arms.“Oh my princess, mummy isn’t going anywhere”Was I? I thought to myself.“Ma’am, the driver is waiting, “ Sally warned. “I’m sorry but you have to hurry.” The older woman finished as she ushered me out of the room. She succeeded in tearing Mackenzie away from me and Before I knew it I was heading towards the porch. Right out front was a Black limo. The driver was standing by the door holding it open for me. In a couple of minutes, we had pulled into the main street. I tried to ask the driver where we were going but he insisted that he was instructed not to let on. He co
CHLOEDays turned into weeks like this with Vincent. Our small family is blooming with happiness. Despite everything that happened, the hope of a better future far removed from the sorrow and anxiety that had been a constant all my life loomed on the horizon. Each new day I got less and less weary of Vincent and it made him happy. I on the other hand mourned my mum and Mark less and less and slowly eased into my new life. I could even leave the house now. Although I didn’t have many places to go, I did at least drive Mackenzie to school every morning now. It felt good to be out of the manor.As I drove Mackenzie back from school, one nice Friday afternoon, I planned a grand dinner in my head for that evening. I thought It was about time I showed some kind of appreciation for all that Vincent had been doing and Mackenzie would probably be psyched for a family dinner.I took a quick detour to the mall to shop for groceries. Vincent had given me one of his credit
CHLOEI walked out of the pantry slowly, like a mummified corpse. I couldn’t listen in anymore.Sally was waiting for me outside, hoping to come help me with dinner preparations. “Ma’am, did you find anything we could use.” I walked past her like she was a piece of furniture which elicited a confounded look on her face.“Ma’am…ma’am…” she continued to call out to me hoping to eventually gain my attention, but I kept walking in a daze, her voice drowning in the avalanche of my thoughts.The single most dominating thought was how stupid and gullible I was. I had begun to think that Vincent had changed, that I could finally have a good life… even at the expense of Mark’s and my mother’s life. Why did I think that Vincent could be anything other than the monster he already was?It turned out he was even more conniving than I could even imagine.Sally kept muttering words that sounded like she was several kilometers away. They came off to me like a
CHLOEThe very next morning as I drove Mackenzie to school, I wondered if I could just ride off with Mackenzie like this. It seemed pretty easy. All I needed to do would be to make certain arrangements beforehand and just drive out of Drewsy with Mackenzie in town. Before Vincent would notice we’d be long gone.Was it that easy though? I thought silently.Distracted as I was, I had unintentionally driven past my daughter’s school and was shamefully reversing back when Mackenzie inquired of me.“Mummy, are you ok?” She whispered innocently as I continued to put the car in reverse.I took a minute to look at my little daughter. How innocent and oblivious she was to everything around her, to all the pain and anxiety I feel, to the idea that her mother had betrayed the death of her mother to the man who wanted her dead…. I wished I was as ignorant as she was.After I had dropped Mackenzie off at school and was driving back to the manor, I continued planning my es