Elayna opened her eyes and within seconds realized she was back in her home in her husband’s bed. Had it all been a dream? She asked herself. She was about to sit up when she felt something stinging her left arm. She looked around then.
She had been wrong. She was not in Bradley’s room but her own. She had an I.V. in her left hand. Her room looked like a hospital room. There were various medical machines and beeping noises. She felt the back of her head throbbing and touched it. It was wrapped in gauze. The sunlight poured into the room.
She remembered the explosion and hitting her head. She also remembered who had caused it all. Last night had been real, she thought. She tried to get out bed once more and noticed she was handcuffed to the bed. She heard Bradley’s voice then. He was standing by the window looking out on their property.
Nick could no longer see. Both of his eyes were swollen shut. Pete had been stripped down to his underwear, sliced and tortured by cuts and salt. Nick’s hand felt as if it were going to burst open for the pressure at any moment. The pain was excruciating. They were both in pretty bad shape. Both of them were dying of thirst . They were only given salt water to drink, which they didn’t. Nick had been waiting for an opening to get free, or for one of the goons to make a mistake so he could reap the benefits of that and dive something, but it ever happened. After hours of torture they were both put in makeshift cages. Nick was sitting in the corner of his protectively holding his hand. Pete hadn’t moved since they unhooked and threw him in. He occasionally h
You know, you’ve never really let me talk about it and you’ve never really told me the truth.” “About what?” There was a long pause. “Alvarez.” Another long Pause. “Or the Mayor’s ball.” He opened the door to his study and they entered. He went to pour himself a drink from the drink caddy in the corner of the large room beside his desk. While his back was turned to her she made sure the recorder was still on by opening her clutch and getting a tissue out, all the while making sure the recorder was working. It was. She sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace. He s
“ Good morning. This is Macy Day, your channel twelve news anchor. This morning’s story involves a high profile businessman by the name of Bradley King of King Enterprises. Mr. King is presumed dead at 2:45 a.m. He was shot by Officer Shawn Wilkinson when he was about to fire his weapon at his wife, Elayna King. After further investigation Authorities are also linking Mr.King to Domestic violence, kidnapping, torture, money laundering and extortion. Mrs. king is recovering at an undisclosed hospital and is receiving top medical care. No details on when the funeral will be held, but we will keep you updated…” Epilogue 10 months later… Elayna heard the sweet,tiny cries of their newborn baby coming from the baby monitor placed on her nightstand table.&n
Elayna felt disgusted and humiliated by his words. That was his point, she said to herself.She knew she had to perform. That’s what he wanted. She took a deep breath, got on all fours and sensually crawled to him, until she was situated between his legs as he sat on the corner of the bed. Her hair was wet and slicked back. She made a light trail of kisses from his navel, up his chest, and to the crook of his neck. Once she got to his lips she traced her tongue lightly over them. She heard him take a sharp intake of breath. He was getting excited. She touched his groin then and felt him growing harder with each gentle rub she gave it. She deepened the kiss and climbed on top of him. She let him unfasten his trousers with one hand and free his cock. She grasped it and ran it slowly along her wet slit ma
“Good morning, Mrs. King. Breakfast.” Rosa said as she sat the tray down in front of her.“Thank you.” She said as she sat up and carefully slid the tray in her direction as Rosa quickly left the room.She took the top off of her plate. It was full of fresh fruit and a couple of strips of bacon. She was reminded of Nick waking her up every morning with sweet kisses and a nice pancake breakfast they shared, as they laughed and talked about what outdoor things they could explore for the day. They had shared a simple life and she had loved every moment of it. They had lived in a Yurt, hunting and fishing for their meals. She had gotten back to her roots. She missed him so much already and it had been less than twenty-four hours since she had seen him last.
Elayna turned around in shock at her maid’s candor.She wasn't upset at her though, she was the opposite. Happy to know she wasn’t crazy. People did see he was abusing her.“Me too, Rosa, me too.” She confided in her and smiled.Rosa returned the smile.Elayna bgan eating her breakfast then, pretending to be interested in the food. Rosa’s words had stirred her pining for Nick even more. She was so worried about him. She wondered what her husband had done to him.She looked back at the two outfits that were brought to her.“Which one should I wear?” She asked.“You will l
They went to a upscale hair salon called The Hair Company.Bradley did all the talking while she sat in the salon chair pretending the way they discussed her like she wasn't there didn’t bother her. An hour later, Elayna’s locks were no longer above the shoulder or blonde. Her hair was back to the long, raven black locks that curled slightly at the ends. In the end she was back to wearing her red lipstick and fake eyelashes. He was changing her back to his ‘perfect’ toy. She couldn’t believe she had ever been so desperate to be loved and accepted that she let Bradley control her every move like he was doing.She saw herself in the mirror when the hairdresser was done and wasn’t happy. It was her stepford wife look. Her perfectly polished, rich w
Pete opened the glass double doors for them.She walked in first.The detective that had tracked her down was wearing a tacky, navy blue suit.He smiled at Bradley.Bradley extended his hand and the detective shook it.“Mr. King, thank you for agreeing to be here today. I will try not to take up too much of your time. I just have a few questions to ask Mrs. King so I can wrap this investigation up.”She watched Bradley's face. His expression was calm. She knew he despised police and it was only a matter of time before this cop was on his payroll.“Please, follow me.” The detective s