So did Sara.My maid of honour.I wasn’t even sure what I was looking at until the tangle of ruffled silk and lace rustled and rolled over, and revealed Sara, looking crumpled in her dress on the floor of the limo. But I was utterly shocked when I saw who she’d just rolled off.“ZEKE?”Riley’s best man for the day sat up in the car, his carrot-top hair in a tangle. His cheeks were red, and the pair of them looked out of breath. He adjusted his tie and slipped his jacket on. “I…uh…sorry,” he said quickly, looking around in utter embarrassment.“It’s not what it looks like?” said Sara.“We, uh, just met,” said Zeke. “She was just…”I just carried on staring at them, not knowing what to say. Then, an enormous smile spread across my face.“I guess it really is true what they say about the best man and the maid of honor,” I said, giggling.“Please don’t tell ‘Lex,” said Zeke. “I’ll see you later, Sara,” he said, nodding towards her and smiling. “It was good to meet you.”“You too!” she sai
“You know where your fusebox is, Alex?”“Of course I do,” I replied. I could smell the smoke in my clothes. “It’s in an alcove on the ground floor.”“Right,” said the detective. “That’s where the fire started. I spoke to the Marshall half an hour ago. He told me there was no way it was a kitchen accident. Place went up in about ten minutes.”“So it didn’t start in the kitchen,” I said. “So what?”“We know you’re up for fraud,” said the other cop. “And we know someone got to that fusebox. Were you hoping you could claim for the insurance on it?”“ What? What Fraud? I asked.“ All the shares your investors invested most especially the one belonging to Miss Amanda Sam”I chuckle and knew where all this was coming from.it’s all Amanda's plan.But I simply looked at the floor.“You’d better start talking,” said one of the detectives.“You wouldn’t understand,” I said, and shook my head. I’d given up. At this point, they could do what they wanted. I’d lost everything, and I was feeling migh
“Yeah. I mean, it must be. He said he never signed it.”“How can we prove that?”“You can get a copy from my grand dad.”“ Are you aware there is also a forged shares document being used to get money from the company for the past twenty years?“ What?! I exclaimed.O’Rourke nodded. Then, he looked at me.“ That’s Fraud, I can’t believe this ?“ Trust me on this,I will do justice on this issue” O’Rouke says.“I want you to listen very carefully,” he said. “You are not safe in this city.”“What?” New York was my home. “That’s crazy. I can pay for whatever security I like.”“I want you to listen very carefully,” he said. “You are not safe in this city.”“What?” New York was my home. “That’s crazy. I can pay for whatever security I like.”“I don’t care. And I’m not going to go looking for this insurance policy. Not yet.“ Why?My voice was hoarse as I replied. “Because he forged my grand dad’s birth certificate.”“Allegedly, yes. And I need time to make Amanda move. And for that, I need y
I fell asleep for a while, letting the tiredness overtake me. But I kept waking up with the bumping of the car, and after a while, I resigned myself to sleeplessness.“Where is this place?” I said.“About an hour from Syracuse. It’s isolated. I got it a few years ago, but I don’t really come up here all that much.”“You don’t ever take a vacation, do you?” I said.“I think the last vacation I took was to Bali,” said Riley.But I didn’t want to think about the past. It was easier than thinking about the future, than thinking about what we were going to do when all this was over. How I’d untangle myself from the messy, murky world that Riley had brought me into.He needs me now, fake or true , he is my husband.I am angry for the whole mess we are in after the wedding, I guess it all happen because he married me. It feels like the wedding only worsen the situation. We just got into a danger and it’s all for me.I’d always felt like I was in control of my destiny before I met Riley. And
“A little. It’s fine,” I said.“I’ll light the fire,” he said, and bent down. From the cage next to the fireplace, he took out a couple of logs with some kindling and newspaper. With a firelighter on the mantelpiece, he lit a fire.“Can I go to bed now?” I said.Riley turned and looked at me.“You’re angry with me,” he said.No, I am angry at myself and I miss my kids?“they missed us too,” he said, he brings out his cellphone and called. A video call, they came on the screen and I could see my kids jumping up hapilly.“We flew helicopter, it was fun, the holiday house is beautiful?” Harry says“We all discussed before we finally hanged the call. I dry the corner of my eyes.“ I have never left them in my life” I said“ You are the best mom any child needs” he says pulling me into his embrace.“That’s maybe the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me,” I murmured. My eyes were drawn to the stray locks of hair which hung over Riley’s brow, while he tended the fire.He turned and looked a
Next came his shirt, and in the silver light, I counted and kissed each of the strong muscles on his bare chest, while my hands slipped over his back.“I’m ready,” I told him, and took his hand, letting him feel how wet I was through my panties.He laid me down, and I opened my legs for him, resting them on the bed, astonished as I always was at how small my body felt in his arms, and yet how strong he was, how broad his shoulders were. At how physically prepared I was for him to take me.I felt the head of Riley’s’s erect cock pressing against me, and I knew this time it was going to be easy, as he slipped inside of me and I arched my back, moaning loudly, feeling my nails dig into the back of his neck a little where I held him. Riley rested his elbows beside me, supporting his weight with ease, allowing me to control how much of him I received as he thrust gently, slowly.Rolling his hips, Riley eased every part of his large manhood inside of my body, and I yelped a little, wilder n
The town of Gemini was ten minutes’ drive from the house, and though O’Rourke had told me not to see anyone or do anything, I already knew I wasn’t going to listen to his advice. It was impossible. How could I hole up in the lake-house for days, without doing something, without moving? I might be feeling lighter today, but I still wanted to take my mind off the company.I got some things at the market and the grocery store, and drove back. On my way, I called the sailing club from the hands-free headset in the car.“Good morning,” I said, keeping my eyes on the narrow, winding road leading back up to the lakehouse. “This is Riley Anderson speaking.”“Mr. Anderson,” said Lonnie, the yacht club attendant. “How can I help you?”“I’m at my lakehouse and I wanted to know if I could take the boat out this morning, say at 11.”“Why, of course, sir. I’ll haveThe Marieloaded at the dock for you. Would you like anything on board?”“Champagne and sparkling water on ice, please.”“Very good sir.”
There weren’t many places to eat in town, and I was worried someone at the yachting club might recognize me. So after we’d come back, we walked into town, and stopped at a humble, ordinary, everyday diner. “Coffee?” said a waitress, walking by our table. “Yes please,” I said. “Sure,” said Chloe. She filled our cups and walked away, eyeing us curiously. We looked a funny pair, Chloe dressed up in my shirt, which was enormous on her, and a cute pair of jeans. We both wore a pair of sunglasses, just to make sure no one was going to recognize us. “I haven’t been to one of these in about fifteen years,” I said. “Don’t worry,” she said, winking. “They’re still just the same.” “Do you like them?” I said. “There was one in colombia I used to go to with my mom now and then. I used to have corned beef sandwiches and a milkshake, every time.” “Was it nice?” “No!” Chloe laughed. “Getting taken to the diner was a big treat back home.” “It must have been a lot of work being a single mom o