Quinn knocked on the door to the student executive office with a little trepidation. She really wasn’t sure why Reese would send her a slip requiring her to attend a disciplinary meeting. She knew it was probably a farce, but she had been consecutively taking Mondays and Tuesdays off so it could be legit. Regardless she welcomed the opportunity to talk about what happened, especially on Sunday afternoon.As she opened the door and walked in she saw Reese sitting on a couch with his feet up on a coffee table drinking a can of coffee.“Nice to see you’re punctual.” He said with a sultry smirk, his eyes roamed her figure remembering what she tasted like.She saw the look and instantly felt heat pool deep within. “What’s this all about?”“Sit down…you’ve got some explaining to do.”“Explaining what?” She asked feeling quite nervous as she sat down on the other couch facing h
“Hey, take it easy…” Cory whispered to him as Quinn ducked her head, ashamed.“I know that now, but now he’s escalated I’m scared of him and he knows it…”“Well, we’re here now.” Reese said firmly.Quinn’s eyes brimmed with tears again as she clutched the sleeves of her hoodie in her hands. That motion caught Reese’s attention and he frowned.“Show Cory your wrists…in fact, take your sweatshirt off.” He ordered in a growl.Quinn baulked and gave him a startled gape.“Can you be any more scary right now, Rice! Fuck’s sake…” Cory hit out at him.Reese grit his teeth making his jaw flex. “I don’t mean to be…babe, please show us…Cory needs to see.”Quinn swallowed hard and then slowly stood up, pulling her sweatshirt off over her head and clutching it to her chest as she turned
Cory stopped at the mall and they ran in for some quick supplies. Quinn wasn’t interested in spending Reese’s money or buying fashionable brands so she just grabbed the real basic necessities to see her through the next couple of days; underwear, jeans, t-shirt, sweatshirt, toiletries and a cute pair of shorty pajamas.It took them two hours and Cory bought them some burgers and fries from the food court before heading home.As they drove up to the security gate he punched in the access code, waved at the guard and drove through into the private gated community.Quinn gaped at the huge and lovely homes with their immaculate front lawns. “Wow, is this really where you live?”Cory grinned. “Yeah, why? The real flash homes are the ones further back…they have like an acre of land around them and are eight to ten bedrooms, swimming pool…I’ll take you for a wander around later, we’re safe within here.&rdqu
Wendy handed Quinn a pile of sheets from the cupboard in the hall. “Are you sure? I can very easily do it.”“No, thank you…I’m perfectly capable of making a bed up for myself, you’ve done enough just letting me stay.”Wendy gave her a smile and looked at Cory who was leaning on the hall wall, watching with a little loving smile on his lips. As Quinn turned and walked into the bedroom Wendy mouthed to Cory ‘She’s so cute!’ and made a little squishy face as she held her fists up under her chin.Cory laughed and walked past his step-mother, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Calm down…” He walked into the guest room and closed the door.He leaned his back on it and let out a sigh, shaking his head. Quinn was just throwing the bottom sheet out over the bed, she looked up with a frown.“What’s wrong?”His lip curled up. “Nothing…Wendy thin
Cory remembered what she said about hiding under the bed and dropped his gaze. The bed wasn’t high enough to get under. He put the bottles down and walked around the bed to the side that was next to the window, it was only a gap of two feet, enough to fit the side table.As he came around he felt his heart constrict to see a tiny little lump on the floor covered in the sheet she had been putting on the bed looking like a mummy. She was curled up so tight in a ball she looked like a small child.“Ah, fuck, Quinn…I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left…”He dropped to his knees then to the floor between her back and the bed, grabbing her into his arms and pulling her tight against him, spooning around her protectively. She flinched and startled like she wasn’t even aware he had been there and talking to her.“Shush, it’s okay, bunny…I won’t leave again…I’m sorry.”
Cory walked into the kitchen the next morning to make coffee and found his father waiting for him with a frown of disapproval.“Son, are you ready to talk now?”Cory sighed resigned to this conversation. “Sure, I guess…”“Those bruises on her wrists…have you got a name for the person who did that?” He sounded accusatory and Cory wondered if he had already figured it out.He gave his father a hard challenging look. “Antonio Ferrante.”Michael wiped a hand over his face as he groaned. “I had a feeling that conversation would have something to do with this, the timing was a dead giveaway…I told you…”“Those bruises aren’t the only ones, Dad.” Cory interrupted.Michael’s face deadpanned into his policeman expression at receiving bad news. “Go on.”“She has the remains of lash marks on her back, which I really hope are going to fully heal so she doesn’t have to live with them all her life! And he fucking tattooed his name on her skin!”“Jesus Christ…” Michael breathed out. “You do realize h
Antonio swept onto campus like a storm in stealth mode. His dark aura making the crowds peel back to give him room as he made his way first to Quinn’s car, it was unlocked. The keys, her phone and laptop all inside, then to the administration building and up the stairs heading straight for the Chancellor’s office.He had been on the phone with Chancellor Bayton early that morning demanding a meeting with him and Dean Edwards of the Business faculty with all camera footage of Quinn from the previous day ready for his viewing.The fact he was accompanied by not only Matteo but three other bodyguards as well made everyone stop and stare at his passing. Within minutes the whole school was chattering about his arrival and most of the girls on campus were swooning at his immaculately dressed dangerous persona.He sat in the Chancellor’s office with a silent death glare as he watched the collated material of Quinn’s day. Seeing her going in and
Quinn had a huge smile on her face as she panted easily out her mouth. Cory paced along easily beside her as they jogged around the crescent streets of the closed community. It was a chilly day but the sun was shining so once warmed up it wasn’t too bad. They crossed a street and Cory led them down towards where the larger homes were. Quinn’s eyes raked over the large mansions behind security gates of their own noting the cameras monitoring everything. They past one particular house that was a dark brown brick with white sashed windows, a large circular driveway with a fountain in the middle and armed security guards patrolling it.“Whoa…who lives there?” She muttered once they were past.Cory chuckled. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”“Who?” She demanded with a huge smile. “Come on…tell me. I can keep a secret, or don’t you know…” She teased.“Oh, I know alright…I’ve even been inside.” Cory boasted.“Who?” Quinn whined.“Beg me and I’ll tell you.” Cory teased right back. Quinn
Trigger warning - Explicit sex scenesReese stopped a waiter abruptly, startling him to see Reese carrying a young woman.“Where’s the back entrance?”“Ah…this way, Sir. Is anything wrong, do you need an ambulance?”“No, we’re fine.”As they crossed the road Reese saw a convenience store two doors down from the hotel and put Quinn down on her feet gently. “Wait here for a sec…”Cory and Quinn waited as he ran down the street and into the store, Quinn bit her lip as Cory huffed impatiently.“What the fuck is he doing?”Quinn glanced at Cory but said nothing. She could guess exactly what he was doing and a nervous excitement started making her skin vibrate and deep inside her start to ache in anticipation.Cory seemed by instinct or pheromone smell to know and pulled her into his chest, his eyes surveying the street like a possessive seri
Maya stepped into the bathroom to find Reese leaning on the door of a cubicle with his arms folded.“Oh, goodness, Reese…I think you have the wrong bathroom.” She exclaimed with fake shock.Reese’s top lip lifted in a derogatory sneer as he stood up. “Yeah, seem to…” He muttered and walked out.As the door closed Maya turned to face the locked cubicle. “You can come out now, he’s gone.”She heard a rather obnoxious sigh and cluck of a tongue. “I’m actually trying to pee if everyone would stop talking to me through the damn door!”Maya laughed and turned a tap on. “How’s that?”There was silence, just the sound of the rushing water for a bit then the toilet flushed and the door opened.The stunning young girl that walked out flicked her large green eyes up at Maya as she walked to the vanity and stuck her hands under the flowing water before pumping some soap and washing her hands then turning away as the water stopped automatically.“Thanks.” Quinn said dryly then stuck her hands unde
Cillian O’Shea was a calm cautious man, but he had a snapping point and when it was reached he was very quick to escalate to violence.He confronted his son with a patient gaze, golden to match, ready to hear him out before coming to conclusions. Reese grit his teeth, raking a hand through his hair trying to figure out where to start, he glanced at Liam, standing behind his father’s left shoulder, and he frowned at him. He had warned Reese to tell his father everything before acting and getting Quinn out of her situation with Antonio.“Do you know about Augusto Ferrante’s second wife?” Reese asked, deciding this might be a good point of entry.Cillian gave Reese a small frown of thought. “The one that passed just recently?”“Yeah, well do you know who her first husband was and what happened in Boston?”Cillian’s frown deepened and he coolly folded his arms. “I know enough about the situation, how do you know about it?”“Because that girl out there with Cory is O’Malley’s daughter and
Augusto Ferrante sauntered through the entrance doors and into the large marbled foyer of the venue for the Annual Police Awards Dinner and Charity Fundraiser. He stroked his hand down his jacket over the buttons watching the men on the doors to the event hall panic at his unannounced presence.The fact that he had arrived with a large entourage of ten men with concealed weapons was probably what was causing most of the drama now going on before his eyes but because he was making no move to try and enter the actual event it seemed the people didn’t know what to do as the foyer was quite obviously a public space.He was quite happy to stay right here and wait for the Commissioner to arrive, he wished to speak to him about a certain rumor he had heard.He watched with little interest, an amused smirk on his face as the guests started to arrive. The police among them knew exactly who he was and seemed agitated by his presence. The other contingent, the mob in
Quinn stood gaping at the door in disbelief. Wendy came over and touched her shoulder. “Goodness what was that all about?”“I don’t know…” Quinn said, looking at the floor, tears trying to fill her eyes.“I’m sorry, Quinn…is that how you feel?”“No!” Quinn shook her head. “I do it to fill the day because I’m bored and the house is too quite otherwise…I…”“Perhaps we are taking it for granted a bit…you have cooked and cleaned every day this week.”“I was just helping out, you are all so busy and I’m stuck hiding out here in your house…”Wendy smiled. “I get that, but perhaps you are doing too much.”“I thought about getting a part time job during the day, but…”“It’s risky, I mean, Mr Ferrante can’t search the entirety of New York fo
All was quiet over the week, Quinn was able to meet with the psychiatrist on Wednesday and talk about her confused feelings towards Antonio, how he treated her, his escalating violence and control and how that could affect her relationships going forward. The fact that she had been attracted to and consented with Antonio in the years previous and had enjoyed sex, submission and bondage with him under his control but was still of a mind to recognize his increasing violence, control and removal of her right to object as wrong indicated she was perfectly normal. Especially given the fact that she had sought a way out of the relationship at these indicators and left the situation, the shrink praised her for being a brave, intelligent young woman. She didn’t mention Reese and Cory but by the sounds of what the shrink had told her the list was a great idea. Had Reese researched things? It made her able to trust that she would be in safer hands with the two of them and that she had a
Quinn was quite industrious in compiling her list and Cory didn’t need to make sure she did it. He had her sitting in the basement on his laptop searching up some rather riskè shit and he chuckled to think how he would explain it if his parents ever saw his search history.Quinn dropped back into the couch with a huff at one point on Sunday, scratching her head. Cory looked around from the assignment he was working on for college at that frustrated little huff. “What’s the problem?”“Oh, nothing…”He swung his chair around to give her a challenging look. “Talk, bunny.”“I’m just not sure what the difference between flogging and whipping is…”Cory’s jaw clenched tight and he swallowed hard. I shouldn’t have asked. “Okay…it’s just the implement that’s used I thought…”“So it can still hurt and scar?&rdq
Warning: MM Sex sceneCory went downstairs to find Reese in the fridge grabbing a bottle of water, he turned, flicking the fridge door closed and wrenched the cap off the bottle, sculling it back as he watched with that intense golden glow as Cory walked in behind him.“You could have just joined in?” Cory said sourly, dropping down on to a stool at the kitchen counter.“Principals, Curry…without them, this won’t work, especially with Quinn…”Quinn came rushing in. “What won’t work, exactly?”Reese put the bottle down and leaned back against the kitchen bench to face the two of them. “Sit down, Quinn.”She glanced at Cory as he grimaced and then obediently sat on the stool next to him. “Is this because you said it has to be the three of us?”Reese sucked his teeth, composing his words. “In order for this to work, babe, we all need to be on the
Reese woke early, he was used to getting up in the mornings and going for a run before a workout, shower and off to college. He sat up, rubbing his face and looked down at Quinn sleeping quietly beside him. Cory had turned over to face away, his feet out of the covers and Quinn was back to back with him with a contented look on her peaceful face. Reese lay back down and just took the moment to gaze at her face. She really was beautiful and without a doubt he knew if she had plastered herself all over social media like most girls her age she would have been snapped up as a model. He reached out and took up the loose braid that she had put her hair in to sleep and ran it through his hand appreciating the unusual color, he looked at his scarred and calloused knuckles through her hair and paused, dropping her hair and pulling his hand away. Did he even deserve to touch something so exquisite with hands like these? Hands trained to maim and kill, rough hands that would only scratch such