ROBERT I peeled the leather jacket off my body and gently draped it on Renee’s shivering shoulders as we strolled to the stretching marina. “Thank you so much.” She muttered, and I hummed in response. “So many boats….” She began. From my line of vision, I could see her eyes glinting as she asked once more, “Are we having our date at an exquisite restaurant on a yacht?” She queried glancing at me, and I just chuckled. “I wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise, baby girl. Just be quiet and follow me.” I mumbled. “What if I don’t keep quiet? I have a lot of questions, you know?” “You might as well fuck yourself tonight since you don’t want to shut up. I know your legs are still quivering from my touch, and if you want me to remedy that, then you have to do as I say, darling.” She shot me a pained glance, but before she could say anything, I pulled her up to the dock, where my sizeable Ivorian-style yacht lay. The wind was billowing intensely now and I cuddled Renee tightly, rubbin
RENEE “Thank you so much.” I said to the chef appreciatively as he cleared the dishes off the table.Beaming at me, he replied, “You’re most welcome. I’m sure you enjoyed your meal?” “Yes, I did.” I chimed quickly, a blush rising on my cheeks as I glanced at Robert, who was sitting opposite me, his eyes glinting wickedly. He’d finger fucked me earlier while we were eating, finally giving me an orgasm after depriving me for so long.I was still heady from his fingers in me. With the wine I’d drunk still swirling in my head, I was a bit fuzzy too. The dinner we had was wonderful. The three-course meal consisted of Italian and Mexican-infused cuisines, and rich fruits combined all tasted like something out of heaven. It was good, if not the best I’d ever had, thanks to the chef and my sweet Daddy. I beamed to myself as I looked around the romantic table he’d set up, the excellent music playing in the background and the soft sounds of the lapping ocean beneath us. The breeze blew fr
RENEEI had the goofiest grin on my face, my arms wide, enjoying the cool ocean breeze as Robert’s yacht zipped through the ocean. Water occasionally splashed on my naked feet, but I was content and not complaining. I was just so happy and satisfied to be with him this morning after our blissful night. A blush crept up my cheeks, and I mentally slapped myself as I remembered the sordid details of what happened last night. After dinner, Robert had taken me to bed, intent on offering me dessert just like he’d promised, and honestly, he didn’t disappoint. After eating me out for hours and making me come on end every single time he touched my needy, sensitive clit, he then tied my hands to the large bed, which had a hook I had never noticed. Proceeding to fuck me hard and fast till I cried out in pleasure, we then rode our orgasms together and after that, he’d passed out thoroughly exerted. I frowned as I recalled that I was yet to ask this mysterious man more questions about himsel
ROBERT“Hmmm…” Renee moaned again as I deftly rubbed sunscreen on her naked back.She was leaning across my knees while I sat on a couch in the yacht’s cabin, enjoying the sensual way I rubbed the protective lotion into her skin.At intervals, she’d let out throaty moans that’d make blood shoot to my groin, and in retaliation, I would spread my hands and spank her fleshy butt.“Hmmm… Your hands are so heavenly.” She groaned again, and I hummed, my dick shooting up as I tried to control myself, but it was increasingly proving difficult.I leaned over slowly with my mouth close to her ear and whispered gently, “Do you want me to put lotion on your other parts?”I could feel my dick hardening again at the thought of sliding my hands between her butt cheeks and creaming her pussy.At first, she said nothing in response to my question, her breath hitching. and while I waited, I continued to massage her back and waist, holding my desire back.“Renee…” I groaned, pouring more cream into my h
RENEE My insides tingled as Robert dragged me to the heated pool on the yacht and I wondered why he would bring me here. I’d expected him to take me to the take me straight to the bedroom, but well…He knew I was wet. It wasn’t a secret and as we walked through the cabin, my feet were slippery, and my thighs trembled. It was taking all I had not to slide my fingers into my panties and relieve myself, but I couldn’t because Robert had warned me not to touch myself again. He wanted to reward me, and I was wild with anticipation already. Clicking my tongue together, his taste still lingered in my mouth and recalling how I’d had this large brute wriggling and begging for my touch earlier, my ego swelled up. I’d given him the best blow job I’d ever given any man. Well, I’d only been with Dylan all my life, but then Robert was an even better upgrade, and our illicit affair still surprised me. Who’d have thought a man I met at the beach would have my legs on his shoulders while he plo
RENEE The day passed breezily fast and now I stood by the yacht rails, staring out into the ocean. My thighs still tingled from our sexcapades, but otherwise, I felt so good. Very sated and satisfied too. Sneaking a glance behind me, a sad smile flickered to my lips as I watched Robert control the ship's steering. Whipping my head back toward the sea, I wrapped my arms around myself as a cool breeze billowed, scattering my wavy blonde locks. “You know, I wish we could stay here forever. I’d just turn and see you right in front of me every time.” I stiffened the second I felt muscular arms wrap around me from behind, and I gasped as Robert whispered in my ear. ‘Surely he didn’t mean that right?’ I questioned myself internally, goosebumps rising as I assimilated everything he’d just said. “Robert…” I drawled, snuggling in his arms as I asked, “How come you’re here now? You were steering the yacht just a second ago and….” “And now, I’m here with you because I can’t fucking keep my
ROBERT I stood watching, listening as Renee yelled and lashed out at me despite my begging her to calm down. “You still haven’t told me all you know about me. You stalked me, right? You have the resources, so you did some background checks on me. So what do you know? Tell me, tell me! I’m sure you know all about my pathetic life and….” “Renee, will you calm down. I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I can assure you that I barely know anything about you. I only…” “Liar! I knew you’d say that. You kept your age from me on purpose, for chrissakes. You were scared I wouldn’t sleep with you if you told me, you were twice my age, right? That’s why you upped your charm and made sure you had your way with me before telling me a thing. Then, while we were fucking like rabbits, I tried to ask you questions, but you diverted my questions over and over at every turn. Now you want me to believe you?” “Renee!” I barked out, but she was still hysterical, her whole body shaking. “I don’
RENEE My eyes fluttered slowly as I felt a strong hand caressing my shoulders, urging me to get up. I didn’t want to wake up, at least not yet. With a dreamy smile, I stretched my long body on the soft foam, my cheeks rosy as I continued to dream about a certain dark-haired, blue-eyed handsome man. “Come on, Renee…” I heard a voice say again, but I paid no heed. Instead, I snuggled in and shut my eyes again. I wanted nothing to interrupt this blissful slumber and… “Come on, Renee… We have to go.” “Go where?” I asked curiously, my eyes opening a little. I stretched slightly on the plush mattress. My vision was blurry due to my drowsy state, but the second I set my eyes on him, the smile on my face widened and I stretched out my limp arms, begging him to accept and fall on the bed with me. “Daddy…” “Renee…” He called out, his voice so deep and sexy that I had to clench my thighs in response. He was no longer stroking my arms. Instead, his hands were on my hair, playing with th
ROBERTI watched as the officers led Amanda out of the courtroom, her shackled hands clasped behind her back and her head hanging low. She looked broken. Defeated. And whereas she'd walked in confidently earlier, flashing a smug grin at me, now her feet dragged, and she didn't dare to look up. She couldn't, though, not after all that’d happened. Seeing her like this, knowing she finally got her karma, a bitter satisfaction curled in my chest.Finally, she got what she deserved. After the chaos, the wreck—the way she'd torn through my life, Renee's, and so many others—she would finally pay. This was her end. Her retribution. And it was brutal, yes, but it was also entirely fitting. "Yes," I breathed out, an invisible weight, one I'd carried for far too long, lifting from my chest. "Damn, I feel good," I murmured under my breath, and a smile formed on my lips.God! I couldn't wait to get home to Renee. I couldn't wait to tell her it was all over. That we’d won, and Amanda would ne
Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing. ~ Fyodor Dostoevsky. ~•~AMANDA TWO MONTHS LATER Typically, a day begins when the clock strikes midnight, and the seconds tick.For some, it begins at seven a.m. or earlier. But today, my day began when the courthouse doors swung open and the bailiff ushered me and my lawyer into the courtroom. As we walked in, a hushed murmur rippled through the room, and for a moment, my stomach clenched—not in nervousness, but in anticipation. Which was strange given my crimes.Any prisoner convicted of murder would probably feel fear. Fear of their impending punishment, fear of the unknown consequences of their actions, fear of being executed. They'd also feel guilty, combine that with a sense of helplessness, and voila!But see, I wasn't just any prisoner. I was Amanda Clarke, and I feared no one. I feared nothing. As a convict who'd hired the best defense attorney in the country—my lawyer's record was pristine wi
RENEE "Look who's getting out of these four bleached walls today!" Nicole squealed with delight the moment she entered the room. She ran toward me, arms outstretched. "I'm so happy, Renee." She sniffled. "So fucking happy." "As am I," I said, hugging her with all my strength. "Where's Mom?" I asked. "She's at home, er, the mansion, preparing for your arrival," Nicole said. "I suspect you're going to eat a lot today, my friend," she added, and I laughed. "I can only imagine." I groaned and let go of her when Robert and the nurse assigned to check me out of the hospital arrived. She pushed a wheelchair into the room, signaling it was time for me to leave. As Robert turned to greet Nicole, the nurse, a petite young lady, attended to me. She introduced herself, asked a few questions, provided some healthcare instructions, and then it was time to fill out the discharge paperwork, which Robert quickly took charge of. As usual, he wasn’t letting me lift a finger. It’d been
ROBERTShe was awake.God, she was awake.I couldn't believe it, but as my legs carried me across the room and toward her, yes, Renee was awake. She was alive. She was conscious. And she was looking at me with teary brown eyes, muttering my name repeatedly. As I reached her bedside in a flash, and despite the doctor's warnings to take things easy, I pulled her into my arms and hugged her hard. Tight. Bone crushingly. The tears dropped faster than ever, and I cried. I sobbed. I turned into a blubbering mess, not caring about the doctor or nurses in the room. I just let the fucking grief out because it was about damn time. "Oh, God... Oh, Renee..." I mumbled, my voice breaking as I buried my face in her hair. "I... I thought you wouldn't make it. I thought I had lost you forever." My body shook violently as I spoke, but it didn’t stop my arms from tightening around her. I wanted to permanently hold her close. To never, ever let go of her."You didn't lose me." She whispered, her v
RENEE My dreams were a blur. I saw everything and nothing. I remembered everything and nothing. There was sunshine, and there was rain. There was light, and there was darkness. It was all so beautiful, but so terrifying. It was like time stopped, and I could do nothing about it. Everything felt surreal and I couldn't make sense of it. But then, suddenly… a feeling overtook me—a familiar feeling. The feeling of being alive. Of being whole. Of being complete. There was no more pain, blurry dreams, distorted visions, or anything else. There was only peace. And that peace woke me up. That peace made me move. That peace snapped me from my trance. Eyes fluttering open, the first thing I saw was a white ceiling. Then white walls and curtains. I blinked several times to orient myself to where I was, but the room appeared unfamiliar. It looked like… a hospital room. But why would I be there? I blinked slowly, trying to adjust my eyes to the sunlight streaming through
‘You’re my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you… please don’t take my sunshine away.’The sky really was grey, almost black in its intensity. It looked like a storm could burst out at any moment and unleash its wrath on anything within sight. But he didn't care. Robert. He just stood in the field of daisies, arms crossed, staring up at the gray sky as if it were the most wondrous thing in the world. And he was singing. Singing with that bassy, beautiful voice of his. The one Renee had fallen for. That made her heart skip a beat and sent butterflies fluttering through her stomach. ‘When the sky is dark, and the clouds are thick, I will keep you warm through the rain. And I will always be with you through the wind and snow. I love you. I love you. I love you.’He kept singing, his voice carrying through the air and reverberating throughout the field, causing even the smallest flowers to sway gently to his me
ROBERT“…bad news, Robert. You need to get here. Renee… She was drugged. Or poisoned. I…I'm not sure, but she fainted. She’s in a critical condition, and her life is hanging on by a thread…”Nicole's words swarmed and raced in my mind like angry gnats as I rushed past the hospital's reception, the busy ER nurses and medics, and through the bustling hospital corridors to the VIP room reserved exclusively for the Clarke household.I could hear my heart thumping steadily, but the agony was nothing compared to the million terrifying thoughts flying through my mind. Every thought brought me back to that single word. Drugged. Or was it…Poisoned?Renee had been poisoned. Fuck no!This couldn’t be real. What I’d heard on the phone earlier wasn’t true, neither was this situation. It was a prank. Maybe someone, Nicole or Renee herself, was pulling a cruel joke on me.Yes. That’s it. And by the heavens, my woman was okay. She was at the mansion, and the party was still in full swing. She wasn’t
O, how the mighty fall! With ruin upon ruin, heap’d, and vengeance answer’d upon vengeance. ~ John Milton, Paradise Lost.~•~AMANDA“I didn't pay you thousands to stop at every fucking checkpoint, Mister.” I seethed, gritting my teeth in anger, as the driver pulled to a stop at another police roadblock, this one much busier than the other two we passed.“I have to fucking stop, missus.” He looked over his shoulder at me, scowling. “Either this or my cab is confiscated, and I'm fined. I damn well can't afford that, even with the scraps you're paying. So do me a favor, stop being a whiny bitch, and shut up.”My mouth flew open in surprise, and for a few seconds, all I could see were spots, my cheeks flaming with rage. What the fuck?Did this good-for-nothing asshole just call me a whiny bitch? And did he call the 2,000 extra dollars scraps? Scraps? The fuck!I almost laughed at the irony of my situation. Almost.Take deep breaths, Amanda. Deep… deep… deep fucking breaths, I told myself
RENEEI’d heard “congratulations” a million times tonight, and my ears were still buzzing from it all.Most were from people I barely knew—Robert's acquaintances and business associates—and I was grateful that they at least seemed genuine about it.Their words were kind and, for the most part, calmed my ruffled nerves, but they weren't enough to dispel the lingering fear that’d settled over me like a cloak all evening. There was a nagging voice in my head. A small whisper kept telling me that something bad would happen tonight. That danger was lurking around, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Sometimes, I worried that my pregnancy hormones were to blame and whether it was affecting my mental health. But no, it couldn't be. The growing child inside me did not cause my feelings of paranoia and continual dread.Instead, it had everything to do with what this party stood for. I mean, I'd had this feeling ever since Dylan came into the suite to talk, and then Robert had this elabora