SebastianI had a busy day. First, I went back to my office and took all the responsibilities off of Simon's hands. Simoon was eager to hand over the business as he was stressed about everything happening within the company."God, I am so glad you're done with your little experiment. I didn't know how much more I could take in this office," Simon exhaled."You do realize you have part ownership of this company, and if something happened to me, you are expected to take all the responsibilities," I grinned."I'd much rather not," Simon shakes his head. "And how was your experiment? Did you find your true love yet? What's happening with the woman you met?" He starts to laugh but stops as my face turns gloomy all of a sudden. "What's the matter?" Simon asked.I clear my throat. "It turned out she is just another shallow broad who is after my money. She betrayed my trust. Go figure," I said bitterly."So you told her the truth," Simon said. "Told you not to trust her." He shook his head."
DelilahI sigh in frustration.Everything is finalized. All the documents are signed. I am now officially under Sebastian's mercy.I feel like I made a huge mistake, as I can feel his hostility toward me. What if he made me do things that are meant to humiliate me? Would I be able to handle it? Only time will tell.I went to work in the bookstore as usual. I haven't heard from him since I signed the contract a couple of weeks ago, so that was a relief. Maybe Sebastian just wanted to scare her. Even though he seemed like a different person now, I couldn't imagine him doing things to make me miserable.On a Monday morning, I went to the store as usual but paused by the door as I saw an unfamiliar face behind the cash register."Hi, I'm Charlie," the young man in his twenties with light blond hair and blue eyes said."Um...hi, can I help you?" I was confused."Sorry. We haven't met yet. I was hired to work at the register by the owner. Today is my first day."I had no idea. But Sebastian
Sebastian I feel irritated. Seeing Delilah in tears made me feel like I was in control at first, but at the same time, it wasn't as satisfying as I thought it would be. If anything, it put me in a worse mood. Could it be because it wasn't enough punishment? Maybe I needed to do worse things to her. Only then would I feel completely satisfied. I start to eat my Mille-feuille, but I can hardly taste it even though it is one of my favorite desserts. Maybe I should stop humiliating her and admit that I still wanted her, I thought for a brief moment but shook my head. No. I can't forget about her betrayal. She only wanted my money, and she'd win if I just let her have everything. But I still miss her and want to keep her close at all times. I decided to invite her for dinner. It will be an opportunity to humiliate her more. I called my assistant and told her to make a reservation. I called Delilah and told her to get ready for dinner tomorrow which she reluctantly agreed. I instruc
DelilahAnger flares inside me as I see Diana taking out Sebastian's large dick and stroking it slowly.It was supposed to be mine. HE is supposed to be mine!Sebastian does not react as if he can't feel a thing. His eyes are fixated on me. They are hard and cold."Does this feel good, baby?" Diana cooed."It's alright, but let's make it feel even better," Sebastian suddenly gripped a fist full of Diana's hair and shoved his cock inside her mouth.Diana makes a croaking sound as she has her mouth full of his dick but quickly gets into the role and starts to suck him off.Sebastian doesn't take his eyes off me the entire time. It's as if he is challenging me to do something about it. Maybe to stop him or get angry at him.Ugh...so immature, I thought.I yelped as someone grabbed my butt from behind. I turn around and see a handsome face smiling at me.I proceed to curse him out but stop myself. It seems silly to come to a place like this and be mad about a simple butt grab. There are o
SebastianI had no intention to fuck her. I wanted to tease her and then toss her aside or even make her watch me fuck another woman, but I didn't anticipate her finding another man right on the spot.I couldn't ignore the feeling of jealousy when I saw that man touching her body.I mumble some excuse to Diana and storm toward them on impulse and take her away. I can't let her be with anyone else, especially after she broke my heart. I am determined to make her fall to my feet and beg me to love her."Sebastian...mmm...why are you doing this? I thought you hated me," Delilah managed to say between moaning. She had her fingers tangled in my thick hair while I licked and sucked her clit.I don't answer her question. Instead, I stick two of my fingers inside her cunt and thrust them upward, hard enough to make her scream my name. I knew she was close to an orgasm, and I didn't want to stop or talk until that happened. I wanted to make her feel weak and collapse in my arms so I could have
SimonAs the youngest of the Stanley brothers, I earned the reputation of a hoodlum despite my family's community standing. Even though some say I'm highly intelligent, my playful nature and inclination to prank people have gotten me in trouble too many times. I was even kicked out of his boarding school at one point.Sebastian tried to teach me everything he knew about the hotel business and wanted to get me to act more involved, but I refused. I told him the hotel business is "too boring," and I have other sources of income. I never clarified what kind of work I did to earn my own money, but Sebastian couldn't get me to talk about it. He is all too familiar with my secretive nature and interrogating me never did any good.This is why it's a relief that Sebastian stopped playing play pretend and got control over the business.I looked at my watch and squinted. How long was she planning to take in that store? Women...Knowing her, she could take all day, but I was willing to wait fore
Sebastian It didn't take me too long to get back in the groove once I started to focus on business again. I couldn't be distracted now. Not when there was someone out there trying to destroy my business. I haven't spoken to Delilah since our steamy night at the sex club. I figured I should give her a little break and let her enjoy her time at the bookstore. It doesn't mean I am done with her. Far from it. I have more things in store for my angel. My assistant Melanie informed me that Simon is visiting. I put Simon in charge of hiring a new Chef for the new hotel we just opened, so there was much to discuss. Simon never wanted to do much for this company, so I had to make a special request to convince him. I wonder what he does in his spare time. "What do you have for me?" I asked once Simon walked in. "Steven Malone is currently looking for a change of pace and has applied for a job with our company," Simon said. "Great. He could be an excellent addition to the hotel. Set up an
Delilah Meanwhile, I can't stop thinking about that night at the club. My body heats up every time I remember What he did to me. He didn't hold back. He touched and licked every part of my body. He made me come over and over until I begged him to stop. I know he was trying to make me long for him, and it worked. "Do these go here?" I snap back into reality when Charlie suddenly speaks to me. He is standing next to a shelf with a cart full of books. "Yeah, it's fine. Just make sure to organize them in alphabetical order," I instructed. Charlie nods and goes back to work. My phone dings. It was a text from Sebastian. What does he want me to do this time? Visit the strip club and watch him get a lap dance? I thought irritably. 'Pack your bags and make sure your passport is up to date. We are leaving for Italy next week. We will be staying there for the weekend.' the text said. What... I can't just up and leave like that! I have work to do! I typed furiously. I need to stand my
Emma It's my wedding day. I feel like I'm in a daze, floating in the cloud. I can't believe this is happening to me and I'm about to marry this amazing, gorgeous man of my dreams. Things can't get any better. I look at Sam, who is running around and giggling with some of the other kids in his house. He is wearing a tiny tuxedo and looks absolutely adorable. My heart swells with love and pride. I can't believe how fast he's grown up and how lucky I am to have him in my life. As I take a deep breath, I can feel the excitement and anticipation building up inside of me. I can't wait to walk down the aisle and see my husband-to-be waiting for me. "Sam, be careful! You will trip over the decorations!" Delilah scolded him, but he only giggled louder. Delilah couldn't help but crack a smile and look at me. "Ready for your big day?" she smirks. "I don't know," I giggle nervously. She raises an eyebrow. "You don't know? You're not getting cold feet, are you?" I shake my head frantically
Jonathan I go back to the building to check on Alaric. I made sure to have Ray send someone to kill the wasps ahead of time and give Alaric medical attention if needed before my arrival. Alaric is sitting on the chair with his face and body swollen, but he appears to be breathing. "I see you survived the wasps," I comment. "Fuck you," Alaric mumbles. "I came here to give you good news and bad news," I say. He looks at me with confusion. "What?" "The good news is that Emma and I are getting married, and Sam will officially become my son," I say. "Samuel is my son," Alaric barks. "Not anymore, he isn't. You will be waiving all rights as his biological dad," I say, putting the adoption paper on his lap. Alaric glares at me as he looks at the adoption paper. He doesn't say anything for a few moments. I watch as his expression turns angrier. "I don't want to give up my rights," he says. "It's not up to you anymore," I reply. "I've already talked to my lawyer, and everything is
JonathanHere I am at the abandoned building again, three days later. I kept my promise to Alaric and didn't show up until now, leaving him in the dark. I'm sure he is covered in his own piss and starving. The thought gives me comfort. "How was life in darkness, Alaric? It's not fun, is it?" I ask after taking the tape off of his mouth. There is no window down there, so Alaric wouldn't have known the difference between day and night. "Fuck you, asshole! What the fuck is wrong with you, man?" Alaric barks. "I couldn't begin to tell you. Are you ready to confess yet?" I laugh. "Confess what? I didn't do anything!" Alaric shouts. "Ah, so we are still playing the game. Say, Alaric, are you hungry?" I ask and shake the Mcdonald's bag in my hand. "I am fucking starving, man. You left me here tied up for three days!" he says as if I don't know what I did already. I take the burger out and take a big bite. "Mmm...you know I have all the money in the world, and I can afford expensive f
Jonathan "Emma doesn't want the police involved," Sebastian says. "I see..." I say grimly, but I'm not surprised. "I don't blame her. They will ask her a lot of questions in court. It'll keep reminding her of her painful past." Sebastian nods. "There must be an alternative. I want that bastard Alaric to suffer, even if it's in an unconventional way." "Leave that to me. I'll take care of Alaric," I say with gritted teeth. Sebastian narrows his eyes. "Emma is my sister. I shouldn't put this all on you." I shake my head. "You don't understand, Sebastian. I'm taking this personally because I love Emma. She broke down in front of me and told me everything. I could see the pain in her eyes, and it broke me. I'll do anything for her, and I personally want to cause that piece of shit pain." "Alright. Just keep me updated. I have your back," Sebastian says. I nod, then head over to my meeting with someone really special who can help me with my plan. I know it's risky, but I'm willing t
Emma "Mommy! Where were you?" I smile as Sam runs toward me with his arms wide open. I pick him up in my arms, laughing. "Did you miss me?" I ask, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Sam nods his head enthusiastically, burying his face in my shoulder. "Yes, mommy! I missed you so much!" he says, his voice muffled by my shirt. I hold him tight, feeling a surge of love for my little boy. "I missed you too, baby," I say, stroking his hair. "What did you do while I was gone?" "We played cars and watched cartoons!" he exclaims, his face lighting up. "That sounds like fun," I say, smiling. "Did you eat your lunch?" "Yes, I did!" Sam replies, grinning up at me. "Good job!" I say, giving him another kiss. "I'm so proud of you." Sam giggles, squirming in my arms. "Mommy put me down! I want to go get a snack. I'm hungry!" "Okay, okay," I say, lowering him to the ground. "Go get something to eat." I say, feeling my eyes well up with tears. I hope his happiness lasts forever. Sam looks be
Jonathan I feel anger surging through me, but I keep calm for Emma's sake. I need to keep my head clear so I can think of a plan to find that bastard Alaric. And when I do, I will rip both of his arms off. "What happened to him?" I had asked her, and she shook her head. "I don't know. He broke up with my mom after I got pregnant. Maybe he got scared," Emma told me. "And your mom? Did you ever tell her any of this?" I ask. Emma looks down at her hand. "I tried once, but she got mad and beat me. She said I was just making up lies to hide the fact that I got pregnant by some loser." I take a deep breath and try to push down the rage that's boiling inside me. Emma has been through enough already, and I need to stay focused on helping her. I gently put my hand on her shoulder and give her a reassuring squeeze. "Listen, Emma. You did nothing wrong. Alaric is the one who should be ashamed of himself for what he did to you. And your mom... well, she clearly didn't handle the situati
Emma I wake up in his arms in the middle of the night, engulfed by his warmth. I feel his steady breath against my neck as I snuggle closer to him, appreciating the way his arms feel wrapped around me. It is as if I am cocooned in a bubble of safety. I trace my fingers over his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing under my touch. It is a comforting rhythm. Why am I like this? Everything was perfect last night, he did everything right. He didn't push me into anything and showered me with warmth. And yet, I had my stupid panic attack and messed everything up. I touch his lips softly, careful not to wake him up. I can't believe I let my past get the best of me. I ruined the moment even though I wanted him to make love to me. I have to make things right, I think to myself, then climb on top of him to kiss him all over his body. And now he is awake, staring at me with those blue eyes, making me feel even more guilty about rejecting him last night. "Emma. You don't ha
Jonathan Fuck...maybe I am going too fast. The last thing I want is to scare her again by acting like a horny teenager. But she is not pushing me away. Instead, she took my hand in hers, still staring into my eyes. I take a deep breath, trying to calm the racing thoughts in my head. I don't want to mess this up. I don't want to push her away or make her feel uncomfortable. The cool breeze hit us both, and I felt her shudder against my arms. "Shit, you're cold. Let's get you inside," I say. "Maybe you can give me a tour of your house." She smiles. "Sure," I say, smiling at her. "I'd be happy to show you around." I start with the living room, then the kitchen. Then we move upstairs. "The upstairs has three bedrooms and a small terrace," I tell her. Emma looks around in amazement. "It's such a beautiful house." she pauses before speaking again. "Where do you sleep?" "Usually in the master bedroom," I say, gesturing towards the door at the end of the hallway. "Can I see it?" sh
Emma I run my fingers over the delicate silk of the dress. I've never seen any dress so beautiful, let alone wearing it. "Go ahead and try it on," Delilah says and smiles encouragingly. But as I hold it in front of me in front of the mirror, I feel weird. "I don't know if this will suit me," I say. "Of course, it will. Put it on immediately," Delilah orders. I laugh at her enthusiasm and then go inside the bathroom to change. I slip into the dress, and I can feel the smooth, silky fabric slide against my skin. It's like nothing I've ever worn before, and I can't help but feel a bit nervous. Will I be able to pull it off? I take a deep breath and step out of the bathroom and into the dressing room. Delilah's eyes light up when she sees me. "Oh my goodness, you look stunning!" she exclaims. "That dress was made for you." I turn to the mirror and can hardly believe what I see. The dress fits me perfectly, hugging my curves in all the right places. The color brings out the warm