July 5, 2024. Chapter 1-2.
It had been an hour since Adrian had dropped the bomb on Brian. Food was already served on their table, and everyone enjoyed their meal. Riley, however, still felt angry. Adrian had massaged her, and Riley had drunk a few glasses of water. Still, she could not get over the fact that Brian ruined everything for a whore!"I'm sorry, Adrian. I just don't get it," she finally expressed. "All that anger he had directed towards me over a woman who was a real trash? A fake and clearly fraudulent!""Riley, we are sorry about what happened to you and Brian, but when men cheat, they become brave and think they are right because of how they feel," Jean offered her opinion. "We have always thought that Brian was foolish to get involved with Claire.""Brian's judgment had become clouded because of his so-called love for Claire," Mark expressed. "He did not see things right.""On the bright side, you are happy with Adrian, right?" Jean asked. Riley sucked in a deep breath. She looked at Adrian wit
Riley was sitting on the edge of the bed. Her arms were leaned back, supporting her semi-reclined frame, and her legs were spread apart. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth repeatedly parted. "Mmmm," she hummed her desires as Adrian ran his tongue from her hole up to her clit. Then, he flickered his tongue on the right spot, immediately giving her body an electrifying sensation that made her shiver. Adrian was kneeling before her, holding her legs closer to his face. He was eating her out mercilessly, exactly as Riley had commanded. "There," she directed. "Ah - keep going - Hun? I said keep going!"Riley's sex slave was quite a tease. Adrian knew Riley was about to orgasm, yet he would purposely move away from her clit just to prolong her agony!The man smirked before he resumed sucking on her core, his other hand reaching for her breast and massaging it. Adrian's touch sent another wave of pleasure, making Riley's skin form bumps. He pinched her already erected nipple and played w
"Fuck, where is it. Where is it," Brian muttered. He was so anxious that he slammed his mouse against the table's surface. Six months ago, their next neighbor had a break-in. The community was alarmed, so Riley contacted their villa's security system installer and had a hidden camera placed in their living room. It had completely escaped Brian's memory, but now he was searching through his email, finding the installer's instructions. When he found the email he was looking for, he immediately searched for the application installed on his home laptop. Then, he navigated through his internal drive to look for the saved surveillance videos. He backtracked to the date when William was first spotted in his neighborhood. Eventually, he found the video he was looking for. His heart raced when he opened it and clicked the play button. Brian saw William and Claire turning up in the living room. Their conversation was barely audible, but Brian understood that the two were in a heated argume
"Mara! Open the fucking door!" Brian screamed while banging on the condo entrance. "Open the door, you witch! How dare you con me?" Beatrice yelled.On the other hand, Darwin kept calling the building's administration office because Mara and Claire would not open the apartment's door. "Don't you have a key, Brian?" Darwin asked. "I gave it to them," Brian answered in frustration. Just then, a family of three arrived at the condo unit. A man in his late twenties inquired, "Excuse me? Why are you banging on our unit? What seems to be the problem?"Brian was confused. He winced and asked, "Your condominium? This is my unit."The man and his wife looked at each other, confused. The lady beside the man said, "We bought this condo a week ago from Claire Monet. Are you trying to trick us? The condo is under her name!""What?" Brian asked in horror. He repeated, "Claire sold the condo?""Yes, we mostly did the transaction with her mother, Mara," the man said. "Who are you, by the way?"Wit
“What or who inspired you to create A King’s Collection? It’s truly remarkable how a men’s jewelry set could gain such widespread fame within a week of its launch,” the TV host inquired of Riley, highlighting the unexpected success of the collection. As part of Adley’s marketing plan, they strategically utilized a brief ten-minute interview broadcast live on national TV. Despite its short duration, it was more than enough to raise their profile. “A King’s collection is actually inspired by my husband,” Riley answered with a smile. Her eyes gleamed through the television, and her smile broadened. “He did not like to wear very gleaming jewelry, so that is why the jewelry set is mostly enameled in black.”“Let’s face it. Not many jewelry pieces are designed for men, so I think that contributed to the collection’s success.” Riley touched her chest and claimed, “Adley firmly believes that men also deserve to shine.”The host chuckled with Riley. She remarked, “I can’t agree more! Even I f
Brian cried at what Adrian said. Adrian was right! Riley looked so much happier and contented now that she was with him, something that he failed to give her. Over the past few days, he had been reflecting on what he had lost. He wanted Riley back, but sadly, she was already married to Adrian. The trouble with Claire was a big eye-opener. And, of course, there was the fact that Riley had been pregnant with their child. He apparently had the perfect life but ruined it because he couldn't keep it in his pants. As Brian wept, Adrian barked, "That punch was for all the pain you gave Riley, the amount of nights you made her cry, and the same pain you gave Renee!""During those months that she had discovered your affair, Riley had lost part of herself, and I hate you for it!" Adrian added. "But as much as I despise you, I think your trash of a wife needs to be disciplined. So, I will help you."Brian sniffed his tears and looked at Adrian. He asked, "You - you can walk?""Yes, I can."
In the lobby of the Court Residence, Claire and Mara turned up to witness a conversation between the building owner and a very affluent-looking man. "Who is that?" Mara whistled, her eyes gleaming while studying the unknown man. "He looks wealthy, Ma," Claire commented. The man standing a few meters away wore a tailored blue suit with diamond cufflinks on his shirt. He looked stunning with his tall frame, chiseled features, dark blond neatly trimmed hair, and black-rimmed glasses. "He looks so familiar, though, like I have seen him before," Claire said, tilting her head to see his face better. "Maybe in a business magazine?" Mara whispered. "Maybe," Claire said. "Mr. Bradford, we are very excited to hear you are considering buying the entire residential building. We have put this place on sale for a year now, but many have said we are selling the building too high," the owner admitted. "How much are you selling it for?" The man named Mr. Bradford inquired. "Fifty million dolla
"From Henry to William, to Greg, and then Brian," Claire muttered. "The men that gets attracted to me gets younger every time!""Clinton is nearly my age. He is just twenty-five! This could work, Ma!" Claire exclaimed in her room as she took a full turn. "Listen to me, Claire. You have to trap this man. What better way to do it than to have sex with him!" Mara declared. Claire pouted. She said, "But Ma, I'm pregnant.""It doesn't matter. Sex is sex! Don't waste the boob job, and use it tomorrow!" Mara gave Claire a thumbs up before leaving the room. When Claire was alone, she thought about Clinton. She gasped and said, "God, he is really handsome."She still thought he looked familiar, but she couldn't put a finger to it. Nonetheless, the thought of having sex with him excited her. When she was with Brian, she at least had a regular dose of orgasm, but thanks to Adrian and Riley ruining it for her, she had been starved. Claire was hesitant to have sex with Clinton, but she also won