Lawrence
"He's still family, Lawrence!" Stella protested, emerald eyes flashing. "Prison changes people - James deserves second chances like anyone."
I regarded her evenly across the desk where damning photos and contacts lay exposed. Her naive faith grated when ruthless threats encircled us sleeping.
"My foolish brother twisted opportunities toward selfish vices long before cage trapped him." I tapped the surveillance images grimly. "Now corrupt influences poison chances for redemption."
I added." I warning you James is dangerous at times."
Stella set her delicate jaw stub
Stella"More bodyguards attending my morning jog now?" I frowned at the suited figures flanking the lobby doors. Their assessing gazes tracked me like wolves sighting prey. Lawrence's thumb traced my knuckles placatingly as we crossed the marble floors. "Merely a precaution, little moon. Threats appear from shadows lately."I wrinkled my nose, anxiety spiking. "Threats from whom? Your brother's not as you think and that fraud Bijou neutralized." I searched Lawrence's face for fuller explanation but his expression remained inscrutably reserved. "There are always parasitic opportunists envying your gifts and alliances with me now." His jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. "I eliminate risks decisively."I bristled uneasily. Exactly how far did Lawrence's protective claim extend behind the scenes? Relentless security lately verged upon imposing confinement no matter his reassurances. Outside, two more guards fell in step trailing my usual route to the leafy park nearby. Their looming n
Stella I inhaled wavering breath and moved with him farther from innocence's garden gates. Now we walked hand and crimson hand toward unknown lawless roads my beloved long traveled directed by necessity and ruthlessness haunting his princely veneer\...An elevator descended much further than the penthouse normally reached after passing several secured checkpoints manned by more armed guards who nodded respectfully seeing Lawrence. My breath grew increasingly short not daring to meet his expressionless face during rapid plunging into subterranean levels clearly off public grids and oversight.The doors finally whispered open onto a dimly lit corridor of heavy doors spaced at intervals. I heard muffled sounds like metallic impacts and grunts echoing weirdly against concrete walls otherwise sealed tight. My heart raced erratically but we continued forward doggedly past shadowy blank doorways toward the larger reinforced set of double doors at the very end somehow pulsing with menace
LawrenceThe scent of blood turned my stomach, cutting through the damp underground air. .My inner beast recoiled at the sight of the guys’ crumpled body, recognizing what remained of the guy under swelling purple bruises and crimson gashes. "Did he opened up?" I asked the guard and he shake us head. Stella’s hitched gasp wrenched me back to the terrible present. Her wide eyes took in the vicious scene, hands trembling as she struggled to reconcile this brutality with the sanctuary she knew."Wh-hhhats happening here Babe?"I ached to soothe her fears but necessity chained me rigid, preventing even a sideways glance lest duty falter under compassion’s pull. “Enough for now,” I bit out gruffly to the guards. “See him secured.” My guards flanked the guy’ lolling form, hoisting his battered weight between them. They bore him down the concrete hallway lined with iron doors as I focused on steadying Stella where she swayed unmoored by shock. “Come, my heart. Let me explain,” I coax
Stella"Lawrence, wait--" My voice cracked reaching after his swift departing form. But duty's biting lash drove him relentlessly onward. I stood anchored by unfamiliar gazes assessing my worth now severe protection had vanished."This is important Babe, we'll talk later. I promise."Rough men, scarred visages marked by brutality endured and meted.Hands calloused wielding tools of violent justice ordinarily hidden from genteel eyes too soft witnessing messy necessities securing safe illusion.Now curiosity and skepticism weighed heavy as judgement against frail feminine interloper on their territory by alpha's inexplicable blind affection alone. Had sheltering walls cracked enough revealing darker currents flowing beneath cultured veneer?I wavered torn by lingering dread and deeper conscience whispering kinship with ragtag warriors not gentle forged.We trod the same veiled borderlands few travelled willfully, sacrificing innocence that some beauty persistuntainted for rare traver
Stella "It can't be..." My voice faded to a shocked whisper. I stumbled back a step, one hand flying to my mouth. There, on his knees with hands bound behind his back, was my stepfather. The one who had made my childhood a misery after my father died. The one who I thought I'd left behind for good when I went away to college. Without hesitation, he had abandoned us for his own selfish reasons, claiming to have found abetter life elsewhere, telling me that I was the reason why he wasn't living a smooth life. The man who made me cry to sleep throughout the time I thought of him as my father. Never for once did he not try to abuse me and my mother before she died. Lawrence grasped my shoulders, concern creasing his brow. "Stella? What is it, my love?" It was everything. I wanted to scream and do something crazy. Anything at all, just to take me away from here. I could feel Lawrence's hand on my shoulder, but I still found myself sinking in a void. It didn't feel right. It felt
Lawrence "You will suffer dearly for what you've done," I snarled. Stella's stepfather glared up at me through his one unswollen eye, defiance etched on his battered face even while restrained on his knees. My men stood impassively nearby, ready to mete out violence at my command. "I don't know what fantasies that girl has been telling you, but I never laid a hand on her," he spat, then let out a laugh. Red hazed my vision. I backhanded him brutally across the face, splitting open his swollen lip again. He grunted in pain, blood dripping down his chin. "Do not dare speak my Stella's name!" I thundered. "She has told me enough of your cruelty. The broken bones, the bruises...you are a plague upon innocents!" He barked out a chilling laugh. "Think you know everything, don't you tough guy? Stel
StellaSmack!"How dare you!?" She shouted. The stinging slap seemed to echo in the sudden shocked silence.I pressed one hand to my flaming cheek, staring at the mother who birthed and betrayed me in one awful moment."You ungrateful wretch!" she shrieked, face mottled nearly purple with rage. "Your depraved thugs ambush my husband and drag him off to God knows where, and you stand there so smug! Was our providing you food and shelter all those years not enough?"The room tilted crazily. Lawrence quickly moved to restrain her, but I halted him with one raised hand.Trembling, I turned back to the woman I had once desperately craved love from."So that's why you came? Checking on your meal ticket, not your daughter?" Bitterness roughened my voice. Blinders torn violently away, I sudden
Lawrence"Let it out, beloved. I am here."My soft murmur barely pierced Stella's anguished keening. She trembled like a fledgling torn from the nest too soon, all rawly exposed nerve endings flayed by confrontation's bitter revelations.I gathered her closed, wishing fervently to weep the cleansing tears she yet resisted. But one of us must stay steady navigating this emotional tempest without rudder or compass.Stella had borne brave witness to her mother's aloof cruelty, emerging from that trial stronger and wiser for the sorrow. But old wounds dealt by protector's hands cut deepest scarring vulnerable psyche.So I weathered the raging storm of her pain, neutralizing lightning strikes through unmoving Earth's patience. And slowly, slowly fierce racks subsided allowing space for peace's first tender shoots to root fres
STELLAS POV. I knew what it was I had in mine to do and I certainly was not giving two ducks or more about it, the girls, they had not seen me approach while they buckets on with their zaddies, fake smiles plastered on their faces. I stopped to a halt right in front of them a a I dreaded for them, of course I was not encouraging bad things but if they decided settling down with older men was what did it for them anthem fine, I had zero concerns about I, but worse, it got even worse is I found it a whole lot was happening. They were with the men for money and nothing else, they also went about prancing and calling out certain little, pesky ass rubbish talks all because they felt they could thanks to Some little change of dumb ass cash they got from men who had nothing to do with it. “Please tell me, why is it that you are here, anything I can help you with young lady?.” he asked, he had white beard was for and I guessed around forty seven to fifty years of age, it was just a random
STELLAS POV. “stop already.” I whispered and kicked sand against his body while he kept tickling me. It's been a month already and a few weeks plus and I've suddenly become the owner of most buildings in turkey. I never expected I was getting so spoiled by a man like him, one time I complained and he said I brought it upon myself since I complained of having stacked up clothes and accessories in my room, he decided to get buildings stacked up on lands. “you are not fun anymore.” he teased and kicked back sand at me, it was simply us getting fun on the beach, I noticed the changes, I saw the improvement, my Health had gotten back on track, I trained hard and fast, the first few days I loathed the whole issue and thing that came down with the medications however after some days I got quite used to them, As fun as it sounded that day I took seven tablets and ranged upwards at intervals, it was not an easy routine for me yet things fell right into place thankfully. “I have never rec
STELLA.I paced about in the room, my hands carefully tucked beneath my back and folded over each other, I sucked in air and fought hard against the tears, scared that they might slid of my face and cause a rift between Lawrence and I, he was already pretty worked up and I wasn't intending to add to it.“Stella?!.” he called out at once while walking out of the bathroom, water dripped down from his hair over to his feet and I swallowed hard with my gaze pinned against him, that was the most I could do, I could not have it held in anymore.“I told you, I complained, I kept at it!, I fucking knew something was wrong and what the hell did you say?, you said nothing was wrong and no tell me what if it became worse?. You heard what the doctor said?.” I asked, still holding a high grudge against him.He was not pleased by my words.“stella, it isn't your fault anything happened and it obviously isn't mine either, I understand how fucking worked up you are, I know it's a lot to take in at th
LAWRENCE POV.Although none of it made sense to me, I wanted nothing to do with her worries, she pissed me off yet again but I swore on my life, I didn't know had it was about her and her obsession with getting pregnant,At first I thought it was all because of how she felt about me, perhaps she felt she needed to make it up to me by getting pregnant again, but times without number I expressed my worries about her very own health and my stand on the whole miscarriage thing, matter of fact we never really bothered about kids.We both wanted the best times of our lives, that was before however I could not really tell what it was that went on and around in her head, either ways we all had one or another thing needed to be done but that had not sat we'll for her either, she suddenly got the obsession out of the blue.“Lawrence?.” she called out to me, had me drawn out of my thoughts, I sighed and nodded as I pulled off my baggage from the x-ray machine while we both headed for the exit.I
STELLAS POVI WAS WET AS FUCK.MY INSIDES CHURNED AND I FELT MY CUM AS IT DRIPPED DOWN FROM MY PUSSY TO MY VAGINA.I squirmed, Squeaked, screamed hard as Lawrence thrusted faster into me, I could swear all through our sex it was the most intense, his hands went everywhere, from gliding down towards my belly to rubbing over my cunt, he groped at my ass, spanked me severally and then again had his fingers kneaded against my nipples, I was in ecstasy, a wild one.Yet again for the fourth time in a row, my laps shuddered and my body went weak, I shook, tried as hard as I could to have my body packed in place, pleasure washed through me as I felt the thick liquid seared through from my cunt once more, I climaxed yet again.Lawrence bent my knees towards my head held my feet right above my head ,He plunged even deeper with his index finger dipped right into my asshole, my moans increased, swear broke off from my head, my body, our cum mixed with the scent and I bit down on my lips as I tri
STELLA.From the corner of my eyes I stared at him still unable to believe how strict he became, two more days gas passed since my last visit to the hospital, he kept at his toes, we had not gone out all along, ordered food and watched movies but above all it remains an issue to me…he hovered around me at evweg possible minute but now has that it made me worse, his obsession it looking after my meds.He made sure to have it literally thigged down my throat each moment time came up.“I can't do this again Lawrence, I need some breathing space, like a little bit of fresh air.” I complained in am attempt to have him forget whatever it was that he had all cooled up in his head.“what?.” he asked alssmot immediately, it almost seemed as if he had something rolled up beneath his sleeves, something I might not like.“are you tored of me now?, missing home already?.” she asked on cue, all still sounded and felt ever so strange to me, I had tried keeping up my face straight but I still worrie,
LAWRENCE.“Just relax, okay, don't get all worked up for no reason, Stella, you are fine, I've had the doctor run some tests, everything Showed up well so would you please stop whatever bickering you have all planned out already?.” I knew I was quick to speak, at least at the moment but still passing out twice on me at the moment only registered me as an irresponsible person..I could not let that happen, I needed to start paying more attention to her state of health, we are married for fucks sake and I was just not getting why she kept keeping things from me.“really?, I'm fine? Nothing else?.” she asked, batted her eye at me in a questioning manner, I really had stopped understanding her after the whole issue of a miscarriage, I understood it was hard for her to have lost a baby but it fucked up her mental health a whole lot.“Yes, that is what the doctor's report says and I believe we both understand what it means, I do not run the test they did.” I answered, I saw the manner in wh
STELLAS POV.Air closed in on me as my vision became blurry, I could barely stand on my feet anymore, I rested against the table, had my hands placed over it, I was a mess, a complete mess.The noises increased and the chatter continued, it was like a never ending sort of bicker amongst rich folks, when Lawrence spoke of a party he eased it up, I never knew it was going to be something so huge.It looked and felt more like a red carpet sort of event for a met gala and event for celebrities. He shifted himself away from me and into the crowd a few minutes ago. I had tried searching for him but I could not bear it anymore.He excused himself with the little line that he knew what it was that he wanted, a whole lot other had little or nothing to do with me to be precise, it was business talks and he offered to have be taken along but it was certainly going to bore me to death and I decided the stay back , behind however thinking about the decision I made it had not seemed to be the smart
STELLA.Reluctantly I pushed open the doors, a frown on his face as I walked past him, my eyes darted across the corridors, it was not cleaned, I walked back into the master's bedroom and I had never felt so content and to walk in on a scattered room, he had not allowed the maid in either. “Now you tell me, what the hell is it that went wrong with you Stella, is everything okay?.” he asked and still held hard to my arms while I stared back at him, he wasn't happy and I understood.I barely could give an explanation for what I had done as well because I knew I was left with little to no choice.“can't you at least talk?.” he called after me and pulled closer to me, closing in all space between us.“you didn't want to talk last night as well and now I'm sorry but I do not feel that much of energy within me anymore and please do not bring it up.” I complained about what he was thinking, that he could stand me up and then walk around me just as he deemed fit.“okay, I'm sorry, for lashin