I tried to pull away, but his grip on me only tightened. He pressed my body into his, as his lips swallowed my moan of protest, coaxing me to give in to him. It would be so easy to yield, to let Pierce have control and lead into the world of pleasure that he had introduced me to, but I had come here for a reason. He would not take me seriously if I kept kissing him back. Panic stricken I bit down on his lip. Hard, till he hissed and let go of me. “What the fuck!” He yelled as I wiped my mouth. We watched each other breathing heavily. “I told you already Pierce, we’re done.” “And I told you Myra it’s not your place to decide. Maybe I wasn’t clear before, Cut your bullshit act.” “Why are you being so difficult?” “Watch your tone.” He warned. and maybe I should have listened. “What do you want with me?” I ranted. Why was he insistent on having me when he had Tami unless he was trying to hurt me, but why would he do that, i had done nothing wrong to him. Then it occurr
“Sarah, drop the British accent for fuck sake.” The director yelled at her for the umpteenth time while the rest of people on set groaned. “Your character is in present day New York, not having tea with the queen, we’ve gone over this a hundred times already. How many times do you want this scene repeated?“ I looked at the stage but my head was lost in the clouds thinking about Pierce. I was ashamed to admit it but I stayed up a couple extra hours in case he changed his mind and decided to join me. After our little argument in his office I knew that he would want to make a point. The way he did it with me was with pleasure. Pleasure tottering on the edge of pain, yet never crossing. A memory surfaced in my mind after my first interview with Gossip and dreams where the host had kissed my cheek. He had tied me to the bed in my apartment and teased me mercilessly, bringing me to the brink of orgasm over and over again, but never past that point. I swallowed and pressed my thighs t
TAMI… Tami watched Myra rush away with a napkin pressed to her lips with one word playing in her head. bitch. She smiled sickly as she imagined her hands squeezing Myra’s neck and watching her choke played in her mind. Sarah’s arm on her shoulder snapped her back to reality. She suppressed a scathing look in Sarah’s direction and smiled instead. Luckily Sarah was too focused on herself. This was another woman she would enjoy bashing her head in. Her smile widened as another depraved image filled her head. Sarah mistook her smile for encouragement. “I just feel very underappreciated on this set. But that slut gets its all.” She whined. “Oh Sarah, I’m so sorry you go through that, Like I told you already, you’re an excellent actress, I think you should have gotten the lead role even.” “That’s what I’ve been saying! Why’s she so special with her ugly face,not that you have an ugly face, seeing as your faces are nearly identical.” She blushed at her blunder- “you are such a l
I felt a blush crawl up my skin. “Does it really matter what she’s here for? Her family owns half the building, she can come in anytime. But she said something about an article. So she might be having an interview.” I divulged defensively. “Are you avoiding her?” Adams raised his eye brow suspiciously. “No” I lied. “Then give me one good reason you don’t want to be near her.” Because when she’s near all I can think of is the fact that while Pierce was with me, he was probably thinking of her.Like what a loyal friend would do, Adams never doubted the truth of the rumor about me and Pierce was not true, and there was no reason to let them find out the truth. “Fine. Just let me grab my stuff first. After your little adventure, I can go home.” Hopefully the time it took to grab my bag and fix my hair and makeup, she would be long gone. Of course I had no such luck. Tami was still in the studio, surrounded by attentive listeners and Sarah at her side like a proud peacock.
He was here for Tami. He had missed every event I had invited him to, when he was not personally invited to it, but here he was whispering calming things to help her through her supposed nerves and being here to support her. A gnawing ache settled in my chest, making it hard for me to draw air into my lungs. I tapped Adams hand and he loosened his grip on me. “I need some air, it feels really stuffy in here.” “I’ll come with.” “No I want you to stay, I need someone to give me a recap of the interview and Jace is…well he’s Jace.” He was talking to a brunette wearing a headset with a microphone. She twirled her hair and bit her lip suggestively as she batted her lashes at him. “Stay, okay?” I bit out, barely able to keep a rein on my emotions. I passed for okay because he let me off without a second thought. Quickly I retreated from the set. I wasn’t even sure where I was headed, I just kept moving. When I reached an empty hallway with no witnesses, my legs caved under
The box revealed a beautiful ruby necklace embedded in soft black foam. “That was supposed to be your gift for your interview with Lindsay. However, things have been a little crazy of late. And since you’ve been very insistent on throwing your little tantrum with Adams as an accomplice...” “He didn’t do anything.” “Good.” The cell phone started up again and he cursed before he pressed it to his ear. “Yes mother?” I could hear muffled version of a woman’s voice coming out of the speaker and with every word that was said Pierce seemed to get angrier and angrier. “I’ll deal with him, mum…Of course. Love you too.” This was the first time he had answered the phone in front of me, he had not peeked at me and moved away or plain ended the call. Or his usual when he was in the apartment with me, which was to turn his phone off so no one could reach him. And he was probably too angry to notice that I was still standing there when he took the call. I had never seen him look this angr
“Talk to me Lily, what’s wrong?” I asked, my heart speeding up. Was she getting tremors again? Or did she get violent like she did sometimes . Lily sounded too calm for the latter. “ Mum’s fine.” She assured me and I let out a big breath, dropping into the chaise by the window. “I’m sorry, I did not realize my phrasing would send you into a panic. Mum’s okay...for now at least.” I listened to her shuffling feet and then she whispered. ”She's taking a nap.” “What’s the problem then?” “I called a call from the facility, Dad’s release date has been confirmed. They wanted us to know incase we wanted to pick him up.” My blood ran cold. “Why did you say this news could be good or bad?” “Well it's bad because…Dad. But the good thing is, we know how long we have till we move or have to play happy family with him again.” That was true. He didn’t know we were responsible for putting him in jail which meant he would expect us to be waiting with open arms. I didn’t think the man wo
The harsh tone of his words stung me the second they left his lips but Pierce didn’t seem to notice. He poured a large helping of his wine and gulped it down. I wished I could do the same. “I don’t feel hungry anymore.” I dropped my fork in the table and slid out of the chair. Pierce grabbed me and trapped me between him and the table, with my back to him. He pressed his nose to my hair as his hand began a lazy sensual path on my arms. “What do you want Myra, I can tell there’s something bothering you, you don’t have to go to all these lengths, just tell me want you want and you’ll have it.” I moved away from him till my thighs pressed on the table. “I’m sorry, I’m I still throwing a tantrum? What would an obedient mistress do.” Then I had a thought. “No, what would Tami do?” His eyes darkened at the mention of her name. “That’s who I’m supposed to be right?” Sweet, and cooperative. I had spoken to her. It seemed even her best characters were a ruse. I leaned on the table a
Pierce was in his office typing away when I woke later that morning. I knew that because I heard the clack of his computer through the open door that connected the room to his office.I strolled to the office and leaned on the connecting doorway. “Heyy.” He looked up from the computer and smiled.I crossed the threshold and climbed in his lap. Melting as he kissed me and caressed my back. “Was wondering when you’d wake up.”I spied an open novel with a red cover hidden among his thing and I reached for it. An instant smile spread across my face when I read the title.“You got your own daddy manual! Did you force Angie to buy one for you?”“No, I forced Trevor to buy three.”I giggled. “Good for you.”Are you up for getting your painting done now?” He rubbed my bare thigh affectionately.“I was wondering when you’d ask.”When I entered the art room, it looked slightly different. There was a pretty looking boudoir chair close to the window and a big easel and stool in front of it.“Whe
I got up quickly, suddenly wide awake, and slipped into my fluffy slippers. “Ready.”“No you’re not.” He said simply.I frowned and looked down at my outfit. I didn’t know there was a dress code for fangirling. “What do you want me to wear?”“Honestly, preferably nothing, but I’m not trying to lose my mind so some yoga clothes will have to do.”“You want me to dress up just to watch you?”“Oh so that’s what you had in mind.” He chuckled. “Let me rephrase it then, would you like to join me in the gym. To workout. I mean you get to watch me but you’ll lift a barbell while you’re at it.”“I’m not really a sports person.” I grumbled.“I’m not asking you to do a long jump, Myra. Just put on some yoga pants and come downstairs.”He left before I could start arguing. My book did say, exercise was good. Plus nothing could be tougher than the poses I had to do during yoga. And, I got to ogle Pierce while at it.Convinced, I switched my pajamas for fitting leggings and a tank top, wore my fluff
“Let go of my sister!” I yelled when I got to them.“She’s a thief. I caught her snooping around Pierce’s office!”“I was looking for Myra!” Lily yelled back. “In Mr Blackwood documents.”“What were YOU doing in their bedroom?” Lily countered.“I came up to find your sister of course, she has meds up take remember?”“Let go of her hand!” I asked again. “My sister is not a thief.”“Of course you’d take her side. You’re sisters afterall.” She said the word ’sisters’ like it was a degoratratory. “I don’t know what Mr Blackwood was thinking, having a child with you.”In a burst of anger I struck her cheek,and I stood frozen, shocked by my own outburst.“You hit me?” Ruth glared at me with disbelief and anger boiling behind her eyes. “I’m sorry I…” I swallowed my apology, “let go of my sister.”With a scathing look, she shoved Lily’s hand away and stomped downstairs in a huff. When I turned to face Lily, she said as rubbing her hand delicately. “What were you doing in Pierce’s office?”
Later that night Pierce curled up against me. I pressed my back into him and shut my eyes. After I left the art room, he had stayed a while before moving into his office where he stayed the rest of the day. I, on the other hand, gathered the snacks Angie had given me, and spent the rest of the day curled up in bed reading- that was until I started drifting off and Pierce joined me. “Finished your book yet?” He asked in my ear. “Not yet. Reading isn’t one of my strong suits. Especially self help books. But I’m pushing through, thanks for asking.” “What have you learnt so far?” I rooted in my mind for a non traumatizing fact I could remember. “It’s better to have the baby squatting than on my back. But most hospitals insist on laying down so…”-I shrugged- “doesn’t really matter.” “We’ll see about that.” “How was your painting?” “Turns out it was a vagina-ish drawing.” I giggled. “I like it anyway, so I added a couple other flowers, painted and called it a day.” “We both did good
It didn’t come as a shock that when I woke up he was gone. I wondered if he was still in the house, or had left for work. I went from hating when he was home to hating when he wasn’t, and I wasn’t sure when that change had happened. I stood up with the intention to look for him but changed my mind and decided to shower and brush instead. When I was through, I curled up in bed cradling my new book with a weird sense of excitement. I was so engrossed in it that I didn’t notice when Pierce entered the room, till he snatched it from my hands.“Hey!” I squealed. “The mama natural... cool.”He was wearing gym shorts and a tank top, and his body glistened with sweat. Pierce had a wonderful physique but his body appeared a little more toned of recent. He gave me back my book and I stopped ogling him.“Is there a dad version of that?” He asked casually, as he moved towards the bathroom. “I donno. Angie gave it to me.” I bragged, “and then she hugged me.” His brows furrowed, “I’m not big
I took my first step forward and felt an arm pull me in the opposite direction. “Hey little lady.” Pierce called. “Let’s not go that way.”“But my mum, she’s calling me.” Why was everywhere so freaking dark??“Open you eyes, love.” Open my- ohI did as I was told. To find Pierce looking at me, white as a ghost. My shoulder’s sagged, “I was sleepwalking again.” I could faintly remember my mum calling me. But she was in a hospital far away, and probably alone. “I have a favor to ask.” I started when Pierce led me back to the room.“Tell me.”“My mum, she’s alone there and I don’t want her to get hurt.”“I know Myra. I assigned security details to her room. She is safe.” I sighed in relief and climbed back into bed. “You in the other hand are a tough nut. I might have to tie a bell around your leg. You were very quiet today.”“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to wake anyone up?” That’s what was going through my head. “Maybe a house arrest collar would be more dignified-what are you doing?”“
Never was there a doubt in my head that I was anything but a stand in, of course towards the end of our relationship- end meaning when Tami returned-I began to think that he liked me for me.“Jealousy looks good on you.” He answered with a shrug. I furrowed my brows. He had said those exact words that night. But I didn’t pay attention to it because it rivaled everything I knew about him. Pierce didn’t do jealousy, or possessiveness. Not when he was on the receiving end of it.“You like it when I was jealous?”“That’s your fourth question, I think I’ve been charitable.” All I was left with was more questions. If he didn’t date me for Tami, it meant he dated me for me. Which was fucking annoying because I spent the majority of our time together trying to fit whatever mold she’d left in his heart. And it raised more questions on why he still insisted on keeping me around even though he was certain he was getting married to Tami! I took a deep breath, let it out, and when that wasn’t e
“Lily.” I called, going in to comfort her, but then she noticed my bloodied shirt. “What happened to you?”“Someone stabbed me when I went to the studio.”Her eyes widened, “dad?”“No, it was a woman.” She stepped out of the room and clasped me in a hug. “I’m glad you’re okay.”“Me too, I don’t want you going out.”“Alright.” She agreed immediately.“I’m sorry dad showed up.”“It was gonna happen sooner or later. I’m sorry about your interview.”“No harm done. Sweetie.”“I’m also sorry I didn’t do more after your nightmare. I didn’t know what to do-“I held her face with my good hand. “It’s not your job to know.” She nodded. “Do you wanna hang out with me? Pierce is ordering pizza.”“No, I think I’m gonna take a nap.”I understood she still needed time alone to process. “I’m over there. If you need me.”Pierce was back in the room when I returned, he was arranging two boxes of sweet smelling pizza and a sealed cup with mango smoothie. My heart softened at the gesture. I didn’t thi
The sound of sirens started and panic really spread among the crowd. The group scattered in different directions pushing me from side to side. While I followed with my injured arm pinned to my side and the other clutching my wound to stop the bleeding. In the chaos I saw Derek ripping people out of the way to get to me.“Shit!” He cursed when he saw all the blood. “It’s not a big wound, I just bleed a lot.” I assured him as men in uniform jogged to the area, and tackled some of the reporters. There were grunts and the sound of bodies hitting the ground around me, not to mention the moans of people who got trampled on, while trying to make their escape.I grabbed Derek with my bloodied hand to draw his attention to me. “I want to go home.” He eyed my arm again. “Please.” He nodded reluctantly and led me to the car, which was parked at the back of the building for some reason. The drive home was the most tense and quickest ride of my life, and I did not mind it one bit.“We’ll have