MiaI swallowed and said softly, my voice barely above a whisper, “Please fuck me, James.”Those words thrilled me. My core burned and tightened with need and anticipation, and my whole body shuddered in a frenzy of heat.I couldn’t help myself. I repeated, this time a little louder and more confident, “Please, James. Please…fuck me.”I took a deep breath. Oh God! My body was aching. My pussy pulsed in anticipation of his huge cock. I was crying, begging to be ravished.I licked my lips again and said softly, my heart racing, “I want your huge cock inside me, James. Please fuck me.”James smiled arrogantly, as if he were pleased with my obedience, with the way I begged him, that I was utterly at his mercy, under his power.“That’s my girl,” he said tenderly. He kissed me on the forehead, as if to reward me for my submission. My body squirmed in ecstasy, and my heart glowed with delight.Then he drove his erect man root into me in one powerful force, smoothly sliding into my wet and ea
MiaWhen next I woke up, it was to the bright glare of the morning sun. I groaned in annoyance and fluttered my eyes open. A manly chuckle came my way, which drew my attention. I blinked a few times to get used to the brightness, and once I did, I saw James standing on the side of my bed watching me. He had a mug of coffee in one hand.“Morning, sunshine,” he greeted.How long had he been standing there? I wondered. And why would he do that? I was sure I was not that interesting while I was asleep. Or maybe it was merely me thinking he had been there watching me when, in fact, he had just turned up to wake me—this lazy, sleepyhead. Fact was, however, I was never like this before I had met James. I had always been an early riser, out of bed even before six thirty in the morning and getting ready for work. But since I had started to share a bed with James, I had slept more deeply and soundly, as if his mere presence in bed beside me made me feel comforted and safe. Not to mention the fa
MiaAndy slept for most of the day while I read magazines as I sat there beside him. When he awoke, we’d chat about random topics that had nothing to do with our current situation, which we both tried our utter most to avoid. Who’d want to talk about billionaire elites, the underground business world, Mexican cartel, kidnapping, torturing, and that sort in the hospital with a very injured patient who had just been through that aforementioned shit? Sometimes it was easier to live to delude yourself into believing that everything was all right. Deep within my mind, however, I wondered if things that had happened to Andy would likely happen again, and I knew the answer was yes, one hundred percent.The thought didn’t sit well with me. I wanted to protect Andy. I wanted his and my life to go back to the way they had been six months ago before Andy had left Mystic Spring, when I had a job as a kitchen hand and Andy as a cleaner even though we only made just enough to get by. But at least t
MiaIt was a few hours later when I was browsing through the sweetshop section when I caught sight of something I wanted. Cakes! Sweet would surely please Andy.I literally had my nose on the glass window of the display cabinet as I tried to decide which one of the cakes looked the best and which Andy would like to have. There were a few of his favorites there: carrot, chocolate, and then there was…strawberry shortcake.The moment I saw the delicious-looking cake with white cream and a neatly placed strawberry on top, my heart ached in sorrow.“Mom,” I whispered under my breath, feeling tears brewing in my eyes. Suddenly upset, I took a step back. Bam! I bumped into a body. A soft shriek followed that.I hastily turned around in fright and apology.“Oh my God! I’m so sorry,” I said, crouching down to help the person up. People were looking at us, at me, for causing an unnecessary commotion.“I didn’t know you were behind me,” I admitted.On her backside on the floor, the girl chuckled
JamesJames picked up his phone on the second ring. He noted it was Cole Packer. As usual, the guy was impressively fast where his job was concerned.“Cole,” he greeted, leaning back in the leather chair and staring off at the exquisite scenery of Las Vegas beyond the floor-to-ceiling window of his office.“Hey, boss,” Cole said from the other end of the line. “Mia Donovan’s resignation from that restaurant is all sorted.” He paused. “You should have seen the bastard. Damn, but he’s a wuss.”James didn’t miss the hard edge he had heard from the other man’s voice. He didn’t doubt Cole had had quite a bit of fun while he had been on the job, despite he had never shown that outward appearance to anyone. Well, intimidation was his specialty, after all, what with the bald head, a dark permanent scowl on his face, and a massive, muscular build with the height that was over six foot five. Cole Packer was a muscular giant and was dubbed the “Angry Bear” within the circles of his workmates. Co
MiaThe warm soapy water soothed me, and I lay there in the huge marble bathtub, staring up at the chandelier, trying not to think about anything. Not especially about that lingerie I was supposed to wear tonight. I couldn’t possibly disobey James again, could I? Since I had already done so yesterday, and he had noticed and specifically told me that I must this time.I groaned under my breath.I procrastinated for another half hour by pretending to be busy in the bathtub, cleaning myself. At six o’clock, I knew I really had to get out and get ready before I got too nervous. Besides, James might return soon and he’d need the bathroom.I sighed and reluctantly got out. After having a quick rinse in the shower, I dabbed myself dry with a big, fluffy white towel and then wrapped myself in a robe. I headed over to the basin area and started blow-drying my hair and doing my makeup.About fifteen minutes later, with my hair dry, the long length resting all the way down to my waist, and my ma
MiaThe lobster was amazing. The meat was succulent, juicy, and sweet, along with the white sauce and roasted vegetable that accompanied it. Of course the entrée of an array of seafood such as prawn, oyster, and mussel were delicious as well. James, not surprisingly, had the steak for his main. He seemed to like it, which was great. It made dinner even better when your companion was in a good mood and enjoying his meal.As usual, James finished his food before I did, and he sat there watching me. I was used to that by now, used to him savoring every action I made when I ate my meal. I wondered if that was common for a man to watch his companion eat. Then of course, because I was a curious being, I couldn’t help myself and decided to ask.“So,” I said, putting my knife and fork down. “I was just wondering… Do you enjoy watching me eat?”That brought a smile to his lips. Gosh! The man was truly handsome when he smiled. There was that something about him, that dark radiance that drew you
WilliamFuck! He wanted to make her happy, wanted to tell her how much he loved her, wanted to show her how much she meant to him. No matter how hard he tried, however, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. Yeah, William Bosworth was a ruthless, arrogant billionaire with the face and demeanor of an archangel, and he was more than a little screwed in the head where love and relationships were concerned. Especially for Savanah White, his lifesaver three years ago and now his pet toy.William couldn’t shake the sense that there was this sad darkness within Savanah that refused to let go as he watched her eating her dessert. She feared him, he knew that. But seriously, what girl wouldn’t fear a billionaire who had just bought her as a pet for five million dollars and fucked her on a daily basis in every which way a perverted mind could ever imagine? More importantly though, he knew that sad darkness was rooted in her childhood and her stepmother, a gambling-addicted bitch who had drugg
MiaThe day had been long and exhausting for me, especially after James, Aria, and I had started that lunch with Liam, Scott, Eric, Alice, and Yuki. Then, of course, once we were done with that, Liam had suggested we stay for dinner as well since Alice, Yuki, Aria, and I seemed to get along so well. He had said that the sisters needed company near their ages, someone they felt comfortable with, since America was so new and different to them. Of course, I had fun spending time with the sisters, but I must say both Scott and Eric—well, mostly Eric—had behaved poorly, a side of them I had not seen before.Boy, was I glad we were finally home. After helping Aria bathe and dress, I lay beside her—along with Sammy and Alfie, who were being very nice and obedient, snuggling comfortably near Aria—reading them a bedtime story. When I finished the book, I tucked Aria in.I was about to kiss her good night when Aria asked, “Mia? Do you love Daddy?”That took me by surprise, and I blushed intense
MiaWilliam arrived to pick up Savannah at eleven that morning for their return flight to Vegas.After Savannah and I had hugged tightly, Savannah said, “You have to come to Vegas again soon.”Beside me, Aria was excited. “We can ask Daddy. He did promise to take me there soon.” She turned to her father standing not too far away. “Isn’t that right, Daddy?”James nodded. “Yes, sweetheart.”Once William and Savannah departed, James, Aria, and I went to have lunch with Liam, Scott, and Eric at the main house. Of course, I had no idea this was happening until this morning after breakfast when James happened to just casually mention it. And to be honest, I wasn’t exactly prepared for it. Wasn’t it like my boyfriend taking me to meet his parents for the first time? Which freaked most girls out because they had to give a good first impression. But then again, what was there for me to prepare for? I had already met Liam last night, after all.Aria seemed excited to see her grandfather again,
JamesThe moment their father appeared at the door, James knew for a fact that Eric wasn’t happy. He knew also that, soon, the youngest brother would bring up the subject of their father’s future young bride and demand details. Of course, James had no idea why Eric was so riled up about something this trivial. After all, their father was very popular with the opposite sex, regardless of age, and for him to tie the knot again, with a twenty-five-year-old woman at that, wasn’t all that surprising.Currently, they were drinking, nibbling, and chatting about various topics—social and business. They even talked about Herbert Weston and the Mexican mafia, which didn’t much interest James. To him, what was done was done. Of course, what really interested James was Mia.Fuck! He wanted to kiss her and make passionate love to her, but alas, he obviously couldn’t do that until everyone left.It was around midnight when Eric finally brought up the much-anticipated subject. Of course, James was q
MiaI dismissed the thought of my brother and Matt from my mind and headed into the bathroom to shower. When I was done, dressed in a lovely loose, long-sleeved blouse and trousers, my makeup lightly done, since my bruised skin was still too sensitive, I headed out the door.I found Savannah sitting on my bed, waiting for me.“Hey,” I said. “Sorry, I think I might have overslept a little.”Savannah chuckled. “No worries. I did that this morning as well. I was so tired.”I nodded. Of course, her having found out about my kidnapping had really scared her, and the whole situation must have exhausted her. Now that I was safe and sound, everything had just kind of caught up to her. I didn’t miss the dark circles under her eyes, either.I was so moved by the fact that she had been so good to me, especially since we had only been friends for a short time, that I gave her a tight hug again. “Thank you for coming all the way here and helping out.”“It’s fine, Mia,” Savannah said. “You’re my fr
MiaThe next day, I was finally discharged from the hospital, and James, with Andy tagging along, came to pick me up that afternoon. Of course, both men watched over me like mother hens as I slipped out of bed and began to get myself ready.I was just reaching out for the luggage to start packing when Andy said, “I’ll do that for you. You go and get changed.”I nodded and headed into the bathroom, a dress in my hand.While Andy packed my stuff into the bag Savannah had brought for me, James was in the bathroom, aiding me with getting dressed since my movement was slow. Of course, I didn’t mind the fact that I was half naked in front of him, in just undies and bra and my bare skin marked with dark bruises everywhere. After all, he had seen me naked last night when he was making love to me, albeit under the dimness of the wall light.“Raise your arms,” he instructed as if I were his daughter. I thought he was being very parental toward me.I smiled as I obeyed him, raising my arms high
MiaI was finally judged to be well enough to allow a proper shower by myself instead of the occasional sponge bath by the nurse, which, to be honest, was rather embarrassing to say the least. And of course, now that I didn’t have an IV line connected to me, it was even better.After retrieving a towel and the bathroom essentials that Savannah had considerately brought for me yesterday evening, I headed into the bathroom. I took my time brushing my teeth and cleaning myself thoroughly, and, of course, enjoying the warm water on my skin. By the time I was done, I smiled with glee at the fact that I now smelled like the Garden of Eden.After donning the undesirable hospital gown once again and putting on some night cream over my still lightly bruised face, I headed back out, humming to myself.“You sound like you’re having a fine time showering,” the night shift nurse, Laura, said, chuckling.“Hello there. Yes, it’s the first time in five days I’ve showered, so…”Laura nodded. “I can un
MiaWhen I woke again, I felt a lot better. The headache was gone, as was the exhaustion.After cleaning myself up for the second time that day, I returned to my bed with renewed determination. I will no longer allow the thought of Herbert Weston to affect me. I will not cry remembering the trauma he inflicted on me nor the distress he caused me—physically, mentally, and emotionally. I will be free from that bastard!With that, I settled myself to read some magazines Brenda had left for me, and it wasn’t long before lunch arrived. It was also around then that Andy appeared at the door again. With my mouth still full of food, I stared at him wide-eyed as he walked toward me.“Hey,” he said. “Feeling better?”I quickly swallowed my food and reached my arms out for him, begging for a great big hug again.Andy came over and took me into his arms as I wrapped mine around his torso.I chuckled as I raised my eyes to look at him. “I hope you’re not driving Matt crazy because you’re so worrie
MiaWhen I woke, my hands were resting on the empty space on the side of my bed, and I wondered why it felt so warm, as if someone had been there only moments before. I shifted my body and then inhaled deeply. The scent that was unique to James caressed my nostrils, and I smiled.He had been here, hadn’t he? Sleeping next to me. My heart soared at the thought, though at the same time, I was a little disappointed that he didn’t wake me when he had arrived. We could have had a little chat and kiss.“Good morning.” A nurse I didn’t recognize greeted me as she came into the room. “How are you feeling this morning, love?”I gave her a bright smile, my lips and mouth a little sore in the process. Obviously, my wounds had not yet healed properly. “I’m good. A little pain, but it’s fine.”“That’s good,” she said, grinning brightly. Then she came over to stand at the end of the bed and picked up my medical record. She quickly scanned over the documents, and a moment later, looking rather satis
JamesWhen James came in through the door after a long day at the office and headed toward Mia’s bed in the hospital that night, he found her deep in slumber. Standing by her side, he gazed at her long and hard, noting the bruises on her beautiful face. Fuck! He wanted those unsightly marks gone as soon as possible. The sight of them reminded him of Herbert Weston and what the bastard had done to Mia, and once again, he felt rage erupting in his being.For perhaps the hundredth time, he swore nothing like that would ever happen to Mia again. He’d protect her. He’d cherish her.For now, she looked peaceful in her sleep, but he knew it wouldn’t last long. Soon, it would start, the nightmare, as it had the past three nights. She’d start crying and screaming and begging in her sleep as that terrifying episode of her kidnapping returned to haunt her. She’d scream for Herbert Weston to let her go. She’d beg for him to stop hurting her, and fuck, but the sheer fear and panic in her voice bro