RENEE I laughed as I dropped my cell phone into my pocket and exited the restroom. I'd achieved my goal. If Robert was horny and had a raging hard-on, as he claimed, it would be impossible for him to concentrate in that meeting. 'You're so evil, Renee.' My subconscious intervened, and I scoffed. 'You're also very mischievous. I guess your hot Daddy brings out the worst in you, unlike Dylan, haha...' My subconscious chimed once more, and I nodded in agreement this time because she was correct.It surprised me how eager I was to do naughty things, which I’d have never considered on a normal day. But well, this was the result of a certain dark-haired, blue-eyed man who made my panties wet. “Yes!” As I returned to my server station in the restaurant, I squealed again, my hands flailing. “What has you grinning like a fool?” Sally, one of the waitresses asked and I chuckled. She had no idea. She didn't. “Not much, Sally.” I replied, adding. “I'm just feeling good.”“Hmmm… You didn't
ROBERT I knew I'd won the game Renee started the moment I locked eyes with her, and her lips parted open in shock. Brown eyes met mine, her lashes fluttered, and her whole body trembled. I could see the movement from where I sat. Her cheeks were flushed crimson red, and with her throat bobbinging beautifully, she had her hand on the counter she was standing near.I could hear some voices around me and the approaching footsteps of some waitresses, but I didn't give them a second glance because my entire focus was on Renee—my naughty, shy girl.My eyes twinkled, I winked, and with the smirk widening on my lips, she immediately bowed her head as if she'd seen something shocking. Of course, she couldn't hold my gaze. I'm sure my coming to her workplace surprised her. She wouldn’t have expected me to follow through on my promise. This would teach her not to taunt or play games with me in the future. After glancing around the restaurant, I returned my gaze to her small dainty frame a
RENEE ‘But I know you care… Bring it over to my place. You don't know what you did… did to me. Your body lightweight speaks to me. I don't know what you did, did to me… Your body lightweight speaks to me.’As Robert drove through the streets, Chris Brown's 'Under The Influence' melodic tone played in the car, and I hummed inaudibly to the tune. His left hand was on the steering wheel, eyes glued to the road, and his other hand was on my thigh, playing with my dress. Since we’d left the restaurant, he’d been driving without saying a word to me, and I had no idea where he was taking me. I wanted to keep quiet as he'd ordered after throwing me in the car, but now I couldn't hold back my curiosity. “Robert…” I said and waited for him to respond, but he didn't. I gritted my teeth and called out again, this time louder, “Robert!” “Yes, Renee?” I swallowed a huge lump of saliva when he finally responded, his husky voice making the atmosphere tense and suddenly heated. “Where are you
RENEE “Oh, Robert...” I moaned as he restarted the vibrator, a mischievous grin on his face as he shot me a glance before looking back to the road. My legs tingled as my thighs shook uncontrollably, and I gripped the seat's sides to keep myself steady. Despite the air conditioning and the cool breeze blowing in from outside, beads of sweat clogged around my neck. Nothing could relieve the heat I felt all over my body and I moaned and whimpered in delight as Robert chuckled darkly, clearly enjoying the agony he was inflicting on me.We'd been driving through the streets for hours, with dusk approaching and a remote-controlled sex toy was buried in my pussy. Robert was refusing to give me the satisfaction I craved, and damn if I wasn’t frustrated already. He’d turn off the vibrating device between my legs when my breathing became shallow, and I was about to go over the edge. He was doing this deliberately because he didn’t want me to orgasm yet.He was mentally and physically infur
ROBERT “That's one thousand, five hundred dollars and sixty cents.” The grocery clerk at the supermarket's front desk told me, and I smiled curtly at the young man. Taking out my wallet, I handed twenty-hundred-dollar bills to him, adding, “You can keep the change.” “Robert—” As we left the store, I heard Renee gasp, and I shrugged. “Oh, my God! Thank you very much, sir!” The attendant called out from behind me, and I waved my hands in response, despite having my back to him.Renee looked at me as she pushed the trolley. She was trying to hide a smile, I could tell. “Here, give that to me.” I offered and before she could hand the trolley over, I pushed her aside and took hold of it. “I see you're desperate to say something to me about the tip I gave the clerk.” I said as we walked out to my car.It’d only been minutes since we’d finished our sexual shenanigans, and Renee wanted to go home straight after, refusing to let me take her to a restaurant for dinner.She'd called Nicol
RENEE The sun hung low over us as Nicole and I jogged through the streets together, a gentle breeze brushing the hair from our faces. The city was bustling, with a few people milling about on street corners or in restaurants. Others rushed past the sidewalk with their hands tucked into their coats. I took everything in with all my senses. Couples were loitering, and a sly smile crossed my lips, as I remembered that I'd be seeing Robert soon. Only yesterday, he'd given me several heady orgasms in his car, and we'd spent the entire afternoon together, but it felt like an eternity since I'd seen him last.Even as I jogged, our conversation from last night echoed in my mind, and I blushed uncontrollably, hoping Nicole wouldn't notice. “What’re we having for dinner?” Nicole asked, tugging at my sleeve and hitting my shoulders. I stopped jogging, pausing to catch my breath, setting aside my thoughts of Robert. “Huh?” “I said, what’re we having for dinner?” She asked again, her long r
ROBERT The woman staring at me from across the table was the polar opposite of the bubbly woman I'd fallen in love with as a teenager. She had a mischievous, almost frightening expression, which seemed out of place in the small, cozy, expensive restaurant. She couldn't have looked more ridiculous—at least to me—in a skintight dress that exposed too much of her skin and fake curves. She'd gone overboard with the dressing tonight, trying to impress me and up her game. But I didn't care. I never gave a damn.On the outside, she was beautiful in a plastic way. Her lips were smeared red with lipstick, and heavy makeup covered her face. But on the inside, she was sorely lacking. She appeared as a caricature of herself. A caricature I despised and loathed with every fiber of my being. Just a few years ago, I'd sworn to spend my life with this caricature who'd given birth to my son.But now?Now, we were strangers, staring at each other from across a table. Despite how warm the building
RENEE 'Please accept my apologies, Renee. I wasn't in the right frame of mind then, and...' As I thought of Dylan's apologies from last night, bubbles of laughter rose in my throat. I lay back and stared at the ceiling of my room dreamily. My eyes fluttered open and closed as I tried to stop thinking about Dylan and the rowdy conversation we'd had the day before, but I couldn't. His demeanor, audacity, and the way he casually guilt-tripped me with his story made me suspect he was up to no good. I never found out his true intentions though and dare say I felt a bit relieved. I didn’t want to know, or did I? Oh well. Again, I remembered the useless bouquet of roses he'd brought, and I couldn't keep the mocking giggle that escaped my lips. What the hell? Dylan thought he could apologize and bring me flowers, and everything would be alright. Why would he do that all of a sudden? He was so pitiful for someone who'd broken up with me without thinking twice. Just thinking about him ir
RENEEI had no idea where Robert was taking me tonight, and I didn't ask.He'd told me it was a surprise, and though I was used to him spoiling me, tonight felt different.Was it because this was our first date in months or because we had so much to celebrate? I couldn’t say.And so, when our vehicle stopped in front of a large, automated gate I instantly recognized from the first—and only—time he brought me here, I didn't try to hide my confusion."The hangar?!" I asked after we bypassed security, and the car crept forward to the main building.Robert got out, walking around to open my door. He held his arm out to help me down, but I ignored him and stepped out on my own."Are we flying out for this date?" I asked again as we approached the building, its massive entrance doors sliding open."Yes, we are, baby," he replied immediately, wrapping an arm around me from behind and guiding me through the doors.As we entered the hangar, which looked exactly as I remembered it, with its bri
ROBERT On the way home, my phone buzzed with a text. ‘All is set, sir,’ it read, followed by a wink emoji. ‘Congratulations in advance!’ The text was from Mark, who was to coordinate the surprise I’d planned for Renee tonight—the surprise marking the start of our new chapter. Smirking as I read the message, I quickly typed thanks, before sliding the phone into my breast pocket and taking a glance out the window. The car pulled into the driveway, and before the driver could get out to open my door, I was stepping out. The house staff warmly greeted me as I entered, and one informed me that Renee was in the backyard garden. Nodding gratefully, I made my way there. Sure enough, I spotted her. She stood near the daisies—her miracle flowers she called them. She once told me about a dream where she saw a whole field of daisies. And now she was determined to grow them everywhere in our garden. I smiled softly as I stood there, admiring and taking in every detail of her gorge
ROBERT I 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 Aman
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