However, her day didn't get any easier when she arrived at the office. Among the many meetings to attend, numerous phone calls to answer, various messages to reply to, and countless orders to give to her subordinates, one concern stood out when one of the directors entered her office, informing her that the human resources department had received a resignation letter from the head of accounting."The guy has been here for a short time, but he's an excellent employee! He came with several recommendations and has been doing a remarkable job. HR was instructed to always inform me or Dafne when there's a resignation request from anyone in a managerial position because we try to negotiate, but I spoke to him, and he's adamant, even though he's not giving a specific reason for leaving.""What did he say?" She asked, pretending curiosity, as she knew very well his reasons, and at the same time, knew he wouldn't tell the truth to anyone."He said it's personal reasons only, and... Kath, don't
"It's serious," she sighed, sinking into an armchair. "It's really serious!""Tell us! You're making me worried," Harm requested, and Kitty nodded, shaking her head."My sub left me, and it shook me... and that has never happened before.""How do you mean, it shook you?" It was Kitty's turn to question."It shook me... for real. It got to me!" The friends continued to look at her questioningly. "I... miss him," she sighed heavily. "I even cried," she added, very softly, burying her face in her hands."What?" One of them asked, not out of astonishment, but because she hadn't heard correctly."I CRIED, DAMN IT!" She shouted. "I just started crying like a crazy person, out of control, when he left." The two friends exchanged glances while Kath kept her eyes fixed on the carpeted floor."You're in love," Harmony said carefully."WHAT?" Beauvoir shouted again. "No, I can't!" She shook her head, denying it nervously. "I can't. I CAN'T!" She continued to deny and got up, pacing back and fort
It was around eleven-thirty when they left the club, and it was not even twelve-ten when Kath arrived at a low, old building located in one of the few completely residential neighborhoods in Philadelphia. It was quite different from the skyscraper where she lived, closer to Market Street, where the company offices were located. It reminded her of the place where she had grown up but, more importantly, it had the same unpretentious charm as the person she had gone to see there.Getting the address wasn't too hard, unless you consider it difficult to wake up the guy who had been working as a driver and security for the person for some time, and make him go to the car parked several floors below to look up an address in the GPS. It was even easier to get there with a car like hers, also equipped with a global positioning system. The complicated part, probably, was going to be the conversation she would have with the occupant of apartment 202.Harry took a while to answer the intercom bec
All Harry wanted was to wrap his arms around Kath, press his body to hers, and turn that brief lip-touch into a real, breathtaking kiss. Despite having left her house not long ago, he missed her smile, her gaze, her voice, her scent, the softness of her skin, the taste of her intimacy, the warmth and comfort of her being, and he wanted to experience all of it again. He even missed those wet lips, which had been so briefly in contact with his, and he would give almost anything to get to know that mouth better, the mouth that promised so much sweetness.However, he was too confused to do that. After all, he had no idea what her words meant and her sudden act of kissing him, when it was precisely by rejecting a kiss from him that she had led him to make a decision and leave her house. There were questions that were more important to him now than all the things about Kath he missed. His dignity, his pride, his freedom of action, his unrequited feelings were top priority, and he wouldn't f
He began to kiss her slowly again, until he stopped, panting, and stroked her hair, tucking a stubborn strand behind her ear, while his lips formed a crooked smile, one of his trademarks, and it made beautiful dimples appear on his face. Without thinking, she pulled him down and kissed the spot where his "little dimples" were on his cheeks, repeatedly, making him burst into a hearty laugh as he lifted her in his arms, as if she were a bride, and carried her to the bedroom.Stopping by the bed, he set her down on the floor, and the two resumed kissing leisurely. Harry pulled up the silk shirt Kath was wearing, and she raised her arms so that he could get rid of the garment, all the while looking at her breasts with such admiration in his eyes that an onlooker could swear he had never seen them before. During another kiss, he squeezed the brunette's buttocks, and, bothered by the thick jeans covering her, he knelt in front of her to discard the pants as well.While he unzipped, and the
After returning to the bedroom, as Kath had promised, they spent some time talking. He told her almost everything about his life, and she shared all the things she was prepared to tell. There were some delicate aspects of her life that almost no one knew, and she wasn't even sure if Harry would ever need to know. She didn't feel guilty about omitting some things, as he seemed so open, because these were things she would erase from her own memory if she could.They made love again after a while, and were once again talking, cuddling, and exchanging affectionate gestures when Harry took her by surprise after a longer kiss."I'm crazy about you, you know?" he said, smiling, and she mirrored his smile. "I love you, Kath Beauvoir," he declared without fear."Love?" She shifted uncomfortably in bed, and her smile immediately disappeared."What's wrong, my love?" he asked, sitting up, just as she had. "What's happen—""You said you love me, Harry," she interrupted nervously."Because I do lo
"Ah, I don't even know. Waffles, pancakes, croissants... anything Kevin makes is delicious!" she affirmed, referring to the young chef who supervised the kitchen at the company cafeteria and came to Kath's house occasionally during the week to personally prepare her meals. In the beginning, Harry referred to him as Mr. Hummel, but after they started meeting frequently, the guy asked to be called by his first name.The couple quickly got dressed, and within minutes, they were outside the building. She was, of course, wearing the clothes from the previous night, and he opted for jeans, a black T-shirt, and Converse sneakers, planning to shower and adopt a formal work look only after breakfast, since Kath's house had clothing of all kinds."What kind of car is this?" he asked as he saw the brunette heading toward the white Maybach Landaulet parked near the building."It's my personal car. The other two belong to the company," she explained. "Do you want to drive?" She dangled the keys in
"Today, no, but the good news is that tomorrow is Friday, and I'm all yours for the entire weekend," he replied, already out of the car, his voice seductive as he slid his hands around her waist and kissed her. Neither of them cared that they were in the parking lot of the jewelry store chain she managed.They exchanged a few messages throughout the day, and a nearly half-hour phone call ended both of their nights. It was all very new for Kath and a kind of rediscovery for Harry, as he had only had one previous relationship. For him, though, it was easier because he knew all it took was spontaneity, and he was used to it, while she, on the contrary, was accustomed to having everything meticulously planned.It was a relief to know that at least they would be together the next evening. However, Harry didn't want to make any plans and simply arrived in the early evening, parking his own car in front of the building with bags in hand, which she discovered were filled with DVDs and Chinese
The games of domination and submission, of pain and pleasure, in the secret room, became a constant in the couple's life after that day. Not because Kath needed control, in business, in the home, in life or in sex, but because they liked it, because it was really, really intense and pleasurable to fulfill fantasies and test limits.It wasn't because they had become parents that things were over, but because they were still young, and having children, a family, only showed that being submissive and a slave was a thing of the bedroom, and apart from that, they were a normal couple.Not because either of them needed to be someone they weren't when they were out of there, wearing masks and disguises, but because they could simply play with some of the many facets of their personalities, which were intimate and private, which belonged only to the two of them.Not out of fear or necessity, but by choice. Because they discovered together that, between four walls, anyth
"To taste your lips was a dream come true. To taste you was the best thing I've ever felt in my life." A shiver ran through his body from head to toe, and his hands took a firm hold of my shoulders, squeezing them. It felt like an electric current was running through both of us, from one body to the other without stopping.He blindfolded Kath, offering her pâtés, creams, cheeses, jellies, liqueurs, and massaged her entire body with aromatic, warm, edible oil, which he tasted himself, kissing, licking, biting, sucking, until the last drop was mixed with his own saliva."I'm going to put you to bed." She looked at the huge bed and then at me."What do you want to do to me?" she asked rudely."I intend to make you come. May I, Mrs. Winston?" She gave me a small smile with the corner of her lip."If I tell you to stop, you will!""Of course. " I replied.I took her on my lap and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
Minutes later, she was playing at chasing him, while he pretended to attack her like a cornered animal, which was perfect for them to be in the positions of dominator and dominated, even if he left her in control most of the time.Slowly, he turned to face her, wanting to get a better look at the clothes she was wearing, if they could be called that. Kath was wearing pieces made of glossy black leather, which shone brighter than the black dye on my Bugatti, and a beautiful bodice covered her full breasts, compressing them, and tightened her waist, making her look even slimmer. A thong was all that covered her intimacy. On her arms, black latex gloves went up to just above her elbows. Leather boots went up to the middle of her thick thighs. The heel was so high that it seemed to cause pain to her ankles. She looked stunning, even dressed like a sadist.The deep red lipstick on her thick lips reinforced this image. Her long blonde hair was straight and flowed dow
"Date, but date someone who is as horny as you are. Never allow the flame of passion to cool, renew your relationship day after day. One of the advantages of having a relationship in which the flame of passion is still burning is that you can send - love fuck me - at any time of the day, night or dawn, and the person will do anything to get there as soon as possible."PedricovickEven though Kath had shown her weaknesses to him over the years, Harry had never stopped seeing her as determined and brave. Perhaps he even considered her stronger today, when the woman he had once seen as a female in heat, surrounding the male and putting him at her mercy, had turned into a lioness surrounding her cub, making sure that nothing could get to her or miss her.For the time being, however, both Kyra and Chase would still need a lot of care and direction for some years to come. They were children of just over three and one years old each, full of energy and curios
The reception, held in an intimate and charming venue, continued the warm atmosphere of the wedding. A modest banquet and a lively dance floor marked the beginning of the celebration of a shared life.She had never felt so complete and happy as she did at her wedding. Now, she was officially a Winston, and had a real family, something she felt inside, and was part of.The happiness inside her couldn't fit inside her chest; if she could, she'd want to shout out to the whole world how happy she was.Kath and Harry's wedding in the small church with only a few guests was a testament to the strength and depth of their love, celebrating not only the commitment they made that day, but also the whole journey that had brought them there. It was a significant start to a new chapter in their lives, full of promise and hope for the future they would build together.In fact, the color white, the result of the reflection of all the colors, was the perfect metaphor f
Kath knew she had good friends and that the Beauvoirs considered her a member of the family, but she still couldn't imagine receiving even a small part of the love that awaited her when she returned. Relief and joy could also be seen on the faces of people like the groom's grandparents, Samuel and Artie, and employees like Lily, Cora, Dean, Brad and Kevin, who had fortunately remained working for Harry or the company. Most people weren't content with just paying a visit, so the couple's apartment remained full of people at all hours of the day for over a week.Kath's return took everyone by surprise, but at the same time as questions arose, friends and family were happy to know that Kath and her brother were fine, and it was all just a big scare and a nightmare, which ended.As soon as they returned to civilization, news of the engagement spread among friends and family, bringing joy and happiness to all who witnessed Kath and Harry's enduring love.Then
Harry and Kath's reunion was marked by intense emotions, a mixture of joy, relief and love.Harry held the woman he thought he had lost with special care, as if he feared she might slip out of his arms at any moment."My love!" He spoke, pulling away to look at her face, caressing every bit of it, as if to make sure it was real. Like him, she was much thinner, haggard and with dark circles under her eyes that her make-up couldn't completely disguise, but she was still beautiful, illuminated by the late afternoon sun."I'm sorry for the pain I put you through." She begged, wetting his fingers with tears."You don't have to apologize for anything, Kath. I'm just glad to have you back," Harry whispered, as he hugged her tightly. His words were a balm to Kath's heart, and she felt grateful to have such a true love by her side.The intertwining of fingers and the tears that marked Kath's face were silent witnesses to the suffering they had both endured
The detective handed Harry the envelope containing the revelations about Kath's fake death. Harry's hands trembled as he opened the envelope, his eyes scanning the photos which confirmed that Kath was alive and well.A wave of contradictory emotions washed over Harry.His first reaction was intense nervousness, mixed with a hint of anger at not having been told earlier, and he wondered why Kath had kept it a secret and how he would cope with the flood of feelings that engulfed him.However, as he examined the images, the anger was quickly replaced by an explosion of happiness. Kath's familiar face, now no longer obscured by the pain of loss, smiled back at him in the photographs. The discovery that she was alive was an unexpected blessing that flooded Harry's heart with a joy he could barely contain.Harry's hands clasped the photos, and he felt tears of relief mixed with smiles on his face. He was nervous about meeting Kath again, but this anxiety was ecli
The company that had once been full of life now seemed bleak and empty. Harry, still dealing with the pain of loss, made a surprising decision: to return to work at Kath's company.By taking a more active role in management, Harry was determined to honor Kath's legacy and keep alive the vision they both shared for the company. He immersed himself in the responsibilities, finding a way to channel his pain into hard work and dedication.As the days went by, Harry discovered aspects of the company he hadn't known about. He immersed himself in the projects that Kath had started, finding notes and ideas that she planned to implement.In doing so, Harry felt a deeper connection with his beloved, almost as if she were guiding him in some way.Mike didn't visit Harry that afternoon, as he had planned, and let the boy suffer for a while longer, unaware that Kath and Darren were alive and well. When Windson returned to work and officially presented himself as the new major