Gregory
We had signed the documents and now Emillia was mine. I took her hand and led her to our room.Her hand remained in mine as I closed the door behind us. I sat and pulled her in between my legs. She stood there,her long black hair falling around her shoulders,some of the strands covering her face.Her cheeks were all flashed and she refused to meet my gaze. My palms traced her body,pushing her dress up until it was no longer in the way.I tugged unto her,pulling her down to me until she was straddling me. “How do you feel?” I asked softly. “About what exactly?Global warming,civilisation or…” I smacked her ass,earning a yelp from her. “Don't act smart,now.” She bites on her lower lip. “You're married now and-” “That fact will probably hit when I'm in bed or doing some random things.” “Which fact are you thinking of now?” “The fact that I'll be having sex with you.” I chuckle. I lean in and press a kiss on her cheek then her jawline.She tilts her head,giving me more room.I ran my lips down the length of her throat,tasting every inch of her,feeling her body reacting to me. I went down,kissing her collarbone,down to her breast. “Tell me,Emillia,”I rasped,as I palmed and squeezed her breasts through her bra.”How do you want this…tell me in details.” “I…”She buries her chest at the crook of my neck. I grab her hair and pull her back,”Eyes on me,darling.I want you to feel me with all your senses.” She inhales and let's out a shaky breathe. “I've always wanted to-” Before she finishes the door flies open. She startles and jumps to her feet. “Emillia?” I call out and it takes more seconds for her to bring her attention to me. She looks at me,eyes wide,all flushed out from amusement. “You are never in danger when you are with me.I will never let that happen.”I assure her. Her eyes goes back to the door. I grab her wrist and pulls her down to my laps. “What do you want,Sebastian?” I snarled harshly. “So it is true that you brought a woman home.” “What?Are you bitter because youre incapable of doing so and everyone thinks it's because you're a terrible fuck?” My lips press on Emillia's neck,my eyes fixated on Sebastian. “If you have no other business, leave.Im sure my wife is bothered by your presence.” “Papa wants to see us. He's in his office.” “Let him know I'm busy.” “I think you should go hear what your father has to say.”She whispers. I groan.”Okay,let's go.” The two exchange a passionate look by the door and honestly,I couldn't blame Emillia for not liking my brother. He was not bad looking,really.It was just disturbing.Perhaps I say this as his brother who diligently dislikes him.We are so contrasting that anyone would bet on his life that we do not share the same parents. Where I had brown eyes,his were blue.My hair was black,his was golden for some reason.He was terrible at official and non-official business and I guess thats where our rivalry was set at. He believed I was out to get him.i can't blame him either,father always succeeds in making us fight each other,mostly he calls it practice.Everyone knows its not. The only place we are almost alike is in our heights.Where he is six-four,I'm six-three. The door opens.Emillia let's go of my shirt before we stepped in. “Papa.” Sebastian called first. I sat at the furthest in the room and pulled Emillia down to my laps. She squirmed for a while but when my grip tightened on her thighs,she sat still. Papa's expressions remained neutral unlike Sebastian whose disdain was written in clear handwriting. “Lucious,take her back to her home.” My eyes snapped to lucious who stopped a few steps from us. “Emillia,right?” “Yes.” “Go back to your place.” “No.” She spoke softly but it was a firm decision. Father's eyes scanned her,meticulously. “Gregory,you do know that marriage is a transactional analysis.What is this?” “I'm certain I can bring in more returns in the business than I could do with marriage.You don't have to worry about that.” “And I'm sure you know that is not what this is all about.” “It is what you pointed out.” I state. “You were to go to the East.” “I don't see why that has to change.” “Take her back.” “She already said no.” I reply with a smirk. “What makes you think that she will stay with you forever just because of a simple ‘no'” My grip tightens around Emillia's frame.Something in my chest twisted,a sharp pain accompanying it. “Now that we are here I am letting you know that we are moving out.: Sebastian scoffs.”Well that's stupid.” “And that's rich coming from you.” “Emillia,leave.Go and familiarise yourself with the environment. The men need to talk.” She does not move.For those days I've known her,those moments I've spent with her I could tell she was fighting back a comment. She spins around and looks at me without saying a word. “It's okay.” She walks out after sharing another passionate glare with Sebastian. “Some bloods are not meant to mix,Gregory.I expected you to be smart enough to know this.” “I am smart,you do know that.” “She is an Obsidian.” “I'm well aware.” “Wait.What?” I tsk.”You're always behind.Im surprised at how you managed to be the first born.” “If they find out,Gregory,this will be war.” “Don't worry,she doesn't know and from what I saw at her home,only the father knows.” “You think that's not bad enough.” “I know he does not want them to know.That alone is good enough.” “Keep an eye on her.” Papa warns. “Oh,I will.”Emillia I don't know when I fell asleep but when I woke up Sebastin was starring down at me like I was his prey and he was ready to pounce and devour me. “What you are doing is rude,creepy and disturbing.”I inform him as I pushed the blanket off me. My eyes gaze to the window where light was sleeping in through the spaces between the curtains. “Why did you get married to him?” I give him a lazy look but I don't open my mouth to respond. After fleeting seconds of silence,he let's out a low chuckle. I frown. “Is it your habit?”He raises his brows.”Walking into people's room like that.” He shrugs and goes ahead to sink into the bed. “Jesus Christ,Sebastian!” I scream,shoving myself out of the bed. “It's not like you've done anything here already.”He replied,his voice flat. “Where is your brother?” “He's gone.” My stomach falls at the statement and my body goes still. “Gone,like...he left or left us?” He laughs.”He left last night.He was supposed to be here by now but you n
Gregory I don't make mistakes. Never have and most certainly never will. Being calculative is a trait one must have if you know a slightly wrong move would get you killed. I did not make a mistake. Not when I walked into the room with a shirt stained with blood. Not now when I knew I had a gun and I knew she was going to find it. Her eyes stared at mine.Fear written clearly in them. His hand was trembling and I could feel the distance she was trying to create between us. My eyes remain on hers as I reached out for the gun. She allows me to take it. I walked to the counter and take it apart then I pushed the pieces forward for her to observe. Her back pressed harder against the door. “Do you think I'd ever hurt you,Emillia?”I asked softly,my eyes carefully watching her movements. She is a terrible liar already but her body would give out more. She does not reply verbally.Her body on the other hand gave me the answer I needed. Her chest rose and fell at a faster pace.Her han
Emillia I sat across my husband who was busy working on some papers. This is all I do. I accompany him to work and back home. In between I am allowed to do anything that does not involve me talking to any other man. His eyes dropped lazily over the documents as he signed each of them. Strands of hair fell across his face and oh how I loved that. My eyes move from his face to his desk.How huge it was.How perfectly fit it is for- “Tell me.”His voice put a pause my thoughts. When I looked up,his eyes were on me.Ever so intense. “What?” He puts his pen away and pushes the papers at a distance. Then he leans back. “Come here.” He calls and I do not hesitate to answer. He holds my wrist and pulls me down to his laps. “What were you thinking about?”His voice was low as he spoke,the warm breathe brushing over my skin. “Your desk.” “Mmh…”He hums while placing gentle kisses along my neck. “You,me…” A chuckle escapes his throat.”Where is the Ellena who says every thought in her he
Gregory Emillia sat beside me as we rode down to the base.Her feet were crossed,gaze fixated outside. It was obvious Lucious words had caused a stir in her.I reach out for her hand.She turns to me,worry in her eyes.“Again,I don't think she should join us in this.” Lucious stated after glancing at us.“What do you think,Emillia?” She swallowed,hard.Her eyes searches mine before she replied with a quiet,’it's fine.’The rest of the journey was spent in silence.“Lucious, run me over what happened.”I spoke as we walked inside.“The shipment to the East were bomed.Nothing that can be traced back to the people was left.”Emillia grabs onto my shirt. “Sebastian went down there.”“Then what I'm I doing here?”“A negotiation.” He opened the door. “The Carvelias,or so they said they are called,know something but the leader insists on speaking with you.”We walk down the hall to the room which was dimly lit.Four men were already present. Three standing,one seated.From the posture of one
EmilliaAs usual I was curled up on the couch,reading a book I could not immerse myself in.My husband working on some papers across me.He looked so calm considering he just murdered someone last week.A knock came and Lucious enters.”Sir,we have a lead.”He places some papers in front of Greg.”There is a transaction that will be happening tonight.”“It's okay,you can proceed.”I sprint up.”Can I go?”“No.It will be dangerous.”Lucious replies.I stand and throw a few punches.”I can fight.”Lucious faces me.”Just because you think you can throw some weak punches doesn't mean you can actually beat someone.” I scoff.”Weak? Weak punches? I'll show you what Weak punches are…”I charge towards him but he grabs my wrist and spins me that my back was against his chest.I let out a chuckle.”I see you point. Now let go.”He twists my arm but I bite my tongue to hold out a yelp.“You're tough,I'll give you that.” He let's go and pushes me forward.”But you still can't fight.”I stumble to the couch
Emilia “Bless me,father,for I have sinned…” I pause and let the images of my disgraceful acts stream through my consciousness. After a long sigh,I continue.”I…” I clear my throat.”I satisfied myself in a manner that does not please the Lord.” “What?” came the voice from the next booth.It was deep and low that I glanced to his side to check if I can see him. “I touched myself.” “And how is that wrong?” “I have been meaning to stop but-”his question registers in my mind. “wait,what?” “You said you touched yourself?” “Yes.” “You musterbated.” “Well,you don't have to call it put so plainly.By the way I did not mustarbate.I only thought of some scenarios and how good it would-” I stop. Confessions don't ever go like this. “Continue.” in my head I could picture him leaning back,his arms crossed and an amused smile on his face. “That is all.” “No.Tell me everything.” His voice now sounded as a whisper. “Every single detail you can put into word.” I blink sheepishly.”I…” “
Gregory She walked out so casually,so elegantly and all I wanted to do was pull her back,make her stay,hear what she dreams of the most. “Emilia Winslow…”I hum her name,recalling how her lips felt against mine.How she slid the tip of her tongue into my mouth,how wet it was. “Church…” I mumble and smirk at how she defended the existence of that building. “Yes,church.”Another voice repeated after me. I take my gaze away from the ceiling to the front of my desk where Lucious was standing. “What are you doing here?” “I'm your secretary,I'm forever by your side.” I nod.”Yes.But why are you here? In my office?” “You mentioned that you went to church.” “None of your business.Get out.” He gave me a passionate eye roll.One that I have never received from any female I've encountered in my life. I raise an eyebrow at him. “What?”he counters. “You should never do that infront of any girl.” “Don't worry.This is especially meant for you.” He replied with a smirk. “We need to go down t
Emillia "Yiu know,I'm not a fan of being blindfolded so I'd be thankful if you would remove the piece of clothing.” I waited but nothing came.Not a response not the removal of the blindfold. “I promise to keep my eyes closed.”I assure him way too courtesly considering the fact that he had just picked me up from my own room. Everyone was inside but he somehow managed to take me without drawing attention.Or so I think. "This is an unwanted behaviour and very inconsiderate.If you wanted to have a talk with me you could have knocked on the front door like everyone else does." He chuckles.”I really don't see why he wanted to see you.” “Who?I'm I getting killed or something?I mean,I'm not against it.I just want to be prepared.” "Okay,now I see." He mutters to himself. "And I don't."He doesn't answer to that so I just shifted in my seat to make myself comfortable and think of how I'd run when I get the chance to see where I'm going. I don't know how long we took before the car stopp
EmilliaAs usual I was curled up on the couch,reading a book I could not immerse myself in.My husband working on some papers across me.He looked so calm considering he just murdered someone last week.A knock came and Lucious enters.”Sir,we have a lead.”He places some papers in front of Greg.”There is a transaction that will be happening tonight.”“It's okay,you can proceed.”I sprint up.”Can I go?”“No.It will be dangerous.”Lucious replies.I stand and throw a few punches.”I can fight.”Lucious faces me.”Just because you think you can throw some weak punches doesn't mean you can actually beat someone.” I scoff.”Weak? Weak punches? I'll show you what Weak punches are…”I charge towards him but he grabs my wrist and spins me that my back was against his chest.I let out a chuckle.”I see you point. Now let go.”He twists my arm but I bite my tongue to hold out a yelp.“You're tough,I'll give you that.” He let's go and pushes me forward.”But you still can't fight.”I stumble to the couch
Gregory Emillia sat beside me as we rode down to the base.Her feet were crossed,gaze fixated outside. It was obvious Lucious words had caused a stir in her.I reach out for her hand.She turns to me,worry in her eyes.“Again,I don't think she should join us in this.” Lucious stated after glancing at us.“What do you think,Emillia?” She swallowed,hard.Her eyes searches mine before she replied with a quiet,’it's fine.’The rest of the journey was spent in silence.“Lucious, run me over what happened.”I spoke as we walked inside.“The shipment to the East were bomed.Nothing that can be traced back to the people was left.”Emillia grabs onto my shirt. “Sebastian went down there.”“Then what I'm I doing here?”“A negotiation.” He opened the door. “The Carvelias,or so they said they are called,know something but the leader insists on speaking with you.”We walk down the hall to the room which was dimly lit.Four men were already present. Three standing,one seated.From the posture of one
Emillia I sat across my husband who was busy working on some papers. This is all I do. I accompany him to work and back home. In between I am allowed to do anything that does not involve me talking to any other man. His eyes dropped lazily over the documents as he signed each of them. Strands of hair fell across his face and oh how I loved that. My eyes move from his face to his desk.How huge it was.How perfectly fit it is for- “Tell me.”His voice put a pause my thoughts. When I looked up,his eyes were on me.Ever so intense. “What?” He puts his pen away and pushes the papers at a distance. Then he leans back. “Come here.” He calls and I do not hesitate to answer. He holds my wrist and pulls me down to his laps. “What were you thinking about?”His voice was low as he spoke,the warm breathe brushing over my skin. “Your desk.” “Mmh…”He hums while placing gentle kisses along my neck. “You,me…” A chuckle escapes his throat.”Where is the Ellena who says every thought in her he
Gregory I don't make mistakes. Never have and most certainly never will. Being calculative is a trait one must have if you know a slightly wrong move would get you killed. I did not make a mistake. Not when I walked into the room with a shirt stained with blood. Not now when I knew I had a gun and I knew she was going to find it. Her eyes stared at mine.Fear written clearly in them. His hand was trembling and I could feel the distance she was trying to create between us. My eyes remain on hers as I reached out for the gun. She allows me to take it. I walked to the counter and take it apart then I pushed the pieces forward for her to observe. Her back pressed harder against the door. “Do you think I'd ever hurt you,Emillia?”I asked softly,my eyes carefully watching her movements. She is a terrible liar already but her body would give out more. She does not reply verbally.Her body on the other hand gave me the answer I needed. Her chest rose and fell at a faster pace.Her han
Emillia I don't know when I fell asleep but when I woke up Sebastin was starring down at me like I was his prey and he was ready to pounce and devour me. “What you are doing is rude,creepy and disturbing.”I inform him as I pushed the blanket off me. My eyes gaze to the window where light was sleeping in through the spaces between the curtains. “Why did you get married to him?” I give him a lazy look but I don't open my mouth to respond. After fleeting seconds of silence,he let's out a low chuckle. I frown. “Is it your habit?”He raises his brows.”Walking into people's room like that.” He shrugs and goes ahead to sink into the bed. “Jesus Christ,Sebastian!” I scream,shoving myself out of the bed. “It's not like you've done anything here already.”He replied,his voice flat. “Where is your brother?” “He's gone.” My stomach falls at the statement and my body goes still. “Gone,like...he left or left us?” He laughs.”He left last night.He was supposed to be here by now but you n
Gregory We had signed the documents and now Emillia was mine. I took her hand and led her to our room.Her hand remained in mine as I closed the door behind us. I sat and pulled her in between my legs. She stood there,her long black hair falling around her shoulders,some of the strands covering her face.Her cheeks were all flashed and she refused to meet my gaze. My palms traced her body,pushing her dress up until it was no longer in the way.I tugged unto her,pulling her down to me until she was straddling me. “How do you feel?” I asked softly. “About what exactly?Global warming,civilisation or…” I smacked her ass,earning a yelp from her. “Don't act smart,now.” She bites on her lower lip. “You're married now and-” “That fact will probably hit when I'm in bed or doing some random things.” “Which fact are you thinking of now?” “The fact that I'll be having sex with you.” I chuckle. I lean in and press a kiss on her cheek then her jawline.She tilts her head,giving me more r
Emillia After convincing my husband to be that we do not need a bundle of gifts for my parents and that they were not materialistic,we were at home,sitted across my parents.My sister was by my side,busy pinching me and nudging at my arm. “Olivia,stop it.”I whisper at her. Father glared at Gregory who laid back,a knowing look in his eyes and a plain look on his face. Worry was written all over my mother's face.She glanced at father who's fists were balled on the table. Mom placed a hand on his knees and he unballed his fists. His hand travelled to the band that was wrapped around his head,an unconscious act it seemed. I clear my throat to break the thick air of discomfort that had surrounded us. “Where did you meet him,dear?” “Church.”I reply quickly. Mother observes him.”Which church?” “Our church,mom.” She gives me a tight lipped smile.She knows,she knows too well that he is not a member of our church. “He was there with a friend.”I add. She nods and does not say more. “
Emillia "Yiu know,I'm not a fan of being blindfolded so I'd be thankful if you would remove the piece of clothing.” I waited but nothing came.Not a response not the removal of the blindfold. “I promise to keep my eyes closed.”I assure him way too courtesly considering the fact that he had just picked me up from my own room. Everyone was inside but he somehow managed to take me without drawing attention.Or so I think. "This is an unwanted behaviour and very inconsiderate.If you wanted to have a talk with me you could have knocked on the front door like everyone else does." He chuckles.”I really don't see why he wanted to see you.” “Who?I'm I getting killed or something?I mean,I'm not against it.I just want to be prepared.” "Okay,now I see." He mutters to himself. "And I don't."He doesn't answer to that so I just shifted in my seat to make myself comfortable and think of how I'd run when I get the chance to see where I'm going. I don't know how long we took before the car stopp
Gregory She walked out so casually,so elegantly and all I wanted to do was pull her back,make her stay,hear what she dreams of the most. “Emilia Winslow…”I hum her name,recalling how her lips felt against mine.How she slid the tip of her tongue into my mouth,how wet it was. “Church…” I mumble and smirk at how she defended the existence of that building. “Yes,church.”Another voice repeated after me. I take my gaze away from the ceiling to the front of my desk where Lucious was standing. “What are you doing here?” “I'm your secretary,I'm forever by your side.” I nod.”Yes.But why are you here? In my office?” “You mentioned that you went to church.” “None of your business.Get out.” He gave me a passionate eye roll.One that I have never received from any female I've encountered in my life. I raise an eyebrow at him. “What?”he counters. “You should never do that infront of any girl.” “Don't worry.This is especially meant for you.” He replied with a smirk. “We need to go down t