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
Elayna felt dizzy then, but chalked it up to her emotions running high from all of the questions she had just been asked.The drive home was brutally quiet.She didn't know how her husband was feeling about how the interrogation went. He wasn't acting like the usual Bradley she had married. It worried her. He was closed off in a way she had never seen before. Had his words been true? Had he missed her?When they arrived home she tried once again to walk around unattended, but Bradley was having none of that. She found herself walking along in their large flower garden in the crisp evening air. She was trying to process what all was going on. Pete was giving her her space and was standing a great distance away from her. The police seemed to be entwined in her husband's business more than ever now. S
Rosa came into the room carrying cotton pajamas for Elayna.Elayna woke up at the same time. She sat up immediately thinking she was still in the garden on the small bridge. Once she got her bearings and realized she was in Bradley’s room in his bed. Rosa was placing her pajamas beside her.“Wh..what happened ? How did I get here?” She asked looking around frantically.“You seemed to have passed out, Miss. Pete brought you here upon Mr. King's request. He has notified your doctor, who is on the way. You should change into something more comfortable. Mr. King had me bring these.”She pointed to the cotton pajamas.Elayna was trying hard to keep calm, but blacking out in one place and w