“There’s no way you want us to eat here.” I started as I climbed out of the car.As the rest of them piled out I took a good look at the restaurant.Even from the exterior, I could tell this was a high class restaurant, with waiters in tuxedos. They probably handed out caviar as a ‘thank you for coming’ gift. I was exaggerating on the last part, but still.“What’s wrong?” Bianca asked before her attention was turned to the building in front of us. “Oh.”“I thought we were gonna get burgers or something.” Jeremy added. We all turned to look at Sophia.“Oh this is so much better. Mr Sakhrani’s daughter and I were friends since highschool, so I get to eat here whenever I want-although Kashvi’s in college across the globe now, but he doesn’t mind.”“I’m pretty sure the problem is more than getting a table here.” Bianca said mildly.Yeah, the freaking cost. A couple walked into the restaurant holding hands. She had on a sparkly evening dress with matching heels and her partner in a tailore
His mother glanced up at him, while his father’s frown deepened. For a minute I forgot we were in the middle of a restaurant. The child garbled happily unaware of the tension around him. Connor’s hand slipped uncomfortably higher up my jacket. I tried to step away but it only pushed his hand further against my side.“Connor…” Pierce growled.“She’s working under Tami Baker.” He said smoothly and air whooshed out of me. I don’t know who looked more relieved between me and Mrs. Blackwood. “You know the new gig she got as an assistant director for Gavin O’Malley? they’re are on the same project.” Connor finished. Pierce’s mother smiled at me for the first time that evening.“You work with Tami? I know she’s just wonderful at her job. Did you hear that Pierce? We should invite her for dinner tomorrow, I haven’t seen her in a while.”“Of course mother, I’ll call her as soon as we’re through with this dinner.”“Oh! We’re keeping your grandfather waiting, let’s join him, shall we?”She spun
I sat outside the studio with an iced-filled drink when my phone pinged with a text message. We were on a filming break and I wanted to spend it alone. I had been feeling very moody quite recently and was certain that my friends would benefit from time away from me, even though they didn’t say it. I removed another ice block from my cup and chewed as I opened the message. ‘Can we talk honey, you’ve made it very difficult to reach you’The text was from an unknown number but I knew who it was. Once in a while, I would feel bad for blocking Adams but I knew it had to be done. We needed space from each other. I did not think I could look him in the face after his last display. Him reaching out to me with a new number was not helping his case.A person slipped into the bench opposite me, souring my mood. There was a dozen benches around, probably empty, why couldn’t they use one of those?Maybe because this bench wasn’t my property? I let out a weary sigh. I could not wait till my m
I dumped what was left of my beverage into the bin before I entered the building and headed to the basement where the pool was. At the last second I changed my mind. I decided to make a pit stop at the cafeteria. Maybe I could get a bag of ice to snack on before O’Malley returned. I slid into the elevator and watched the doors close before Tami held it.She smirked softly and slid in beside me. “Shouldn’t you be heading down?” She asked.“I need to grab something upstairs. You?”“I’m making last minute arrangements for the set.” I nodded. “So, you and Connor…” she started, “interesting.” I ignored her. “He has just as much money as Pierce does, you’ve got a good eye.”“Whatever you’re thinking is wrong. I have nothing to do with him.” The man was filth. “Are you certain? You looked really cozied up with him.”“If you must know, he came to proposition me.” “Really?”“He wanted my help…in taking Pierce down. He thought Pierce was REALLY close to me and trusted me enough to be com
I was in the wrong part of the tunnels, I discovered with dread. I now had to retrace my steps with the guidance of the dim underwater lights. Luckily there was still air space at the top.“Trent!” I called and pushed against the tarp. It was of no use. I could not hear them underneath and I was sure they would not hear me either. Sticking to the surface, of the water I swam back following the tunnel I had entered through. The sign was still pointed in that direction, that meant I had made the right turn. Why could I not find the exit? Suddenly the lights went off leaving me in complete darkness. This wasn’t good. But I needed to stay calm. The crew would have noticed by now that I took the wrong turn and would be finding ways to get me out. I just needed to relax and breathe-A solid object brushed past my leg, stunning me, and then more.The cave was falling apart! Before I could gather my thoughts the heavy tarp dip into the water, pushing me under without warning. More rocks
My heart dropped in my chest as Hannah drew Jace’s chair closer to the bed.“He knows.” I stated blankly. Her nod confirmed my fears. “How, I…” I panicked on my way to the hospital screaming at the top of my lungs that my child was in danger. The question I should’ve been asking was ‘who DIDN’T know.“Oh god.” I placed my hands over my face. “Tami must’ve told him.” I laughed drily, “maybe she even caused the accident. My mum said she would hurt me, I just assumed it was her brain doing it’s thing again. What if Tami was trying to kill my child, what if she succeeded? The doctors won’t tell me anything-““Hey, hey…breathe honey.” She squeezed my shoulder and I did as she instructed.”“Let’s not focus on what has happened alright? Let’s try to deal with now. And the problem now, is that Pierce knows that you’re pregnant.”“What did he say?”“He asked if you were alright, first.”“That’s a good sign, right?”“Then he ordered me to help you get a DNA paternity test immediately.” My breat
My nausea was practically gone, but I was certain that I still would not be able to stomach anything now. “He wants a DNA test, then what? The kid is his and he’ll try to make me get rid of it? I might as well tell you now, that that’s not happening. I have a right to decide if I want to keep my child.”Trevor cocked his head to the side and looked at me weirdly. ”you’re smarter than that, you know that’s a lie Myra. Men like Pierce get exactly what they want. People like you and me don’t have a say.”-He pulled out a cell phone from his back pocket- “but, you can share your grievances with him, his instructions were to call him as soon as I saw you. This will just have to do.”He walked the rest of the way and put the phone in my lap.I watched it ring, till he accepted the call. “You can’t avoid him any longer.” Trevor whispered. “Let’s just get it over with.” He crossed his hands, went back to the window and looked out.”Hannah gave me a supportive squeeze and I raised the phone t
Hannah and I walked like slaves that were being led to their death. I could see the struggle on her face as she tried to think of encouraging words to tell me. “Maybe we can beg Dr Patel. Have him lie about the paternity results?”“I don’t think he’ll do that.”She let out a sigh, “Things are going very badly.”They were.And at the center of the drama was a kid that didn’t ask for any of this.A child that Pierce was all too willing to take away from me. “Here we are!” Trevor said, stopping in front of a white door with kid’s stickers on it. An oddly happy setting to my dreadful task. He pushed it open and I walked in. Patel was waiting and ready. “Right this way Miss Myra, there’s a hospital gown for you to change into.” He pointed in the direction of curtains. My eyes followed his motion but my body stayed still.“Miss Myra?” He called.“Come on Myra, get in there. It’s just a test.” Trevor added.“No.” I found myself saying. “No it’s not just a test.” It was a procedure that
Lily pushed off the couch and climbed up the stairs without a backward glance. I guess we we’re back to fighting again.Angie tugged me forward. “No use standing here, let’s have some tea.”I followed numbly, still feeling the sting of getting yelled at by Pierce. His mother’s reaction I could understand but even now, Pierce did not respect me. He didn’t think I was important enough to be present during a conversation about MY child. I heard the faint sound of Elizabeth yelling as she forced into a stool. Angie pushed a cup towards me few minutes after. “Chamomile. Drink.”“Thanks.” I croaked, using the tea to soothe the feelings that were stuck.Would my child really be born to a family that would not accept her. A bastard, Elizabeth had called her.“She’s not always like this.” Angie said suddenly, “Elizabeth is a woman with a fierce temper, and with a temper like that, she says very hurtful things. Your pregnancy came at a very sensitive point in the Blackwood family.”“Yeah, I
Myra’s POVI knew Pierce was still home. I found that out after I tiptoed down the stairs and heard him having a conversation on his cell. I went back up of course, but I knew I could avoid him so long.Pierce had caught me masturbating. Even worse, he heard me say his name, and THEN, invite him to come to bed with me, although for the last part, I could argue that I didn’t say it explicitly, which therefore made it null.But…If he did interpret it the way I ‘somewhat’ intended, then it meant Pierce had rejected me. No, he didn’t reject me, he acted the most sensible of both of us, which I noticed he had been doing a lot. “I’m going downstairs.” I declared loudly. I wasn’t the first woman who had gotten caught with a toy before. Although said toy was now back in its miserable drawer. The name thing, I could explain that I was flitting through my list of guy names I knew and his, popped up on the list. I was absolutely not thinking of him while pleasuring myself.I had to have brea
TAMI…“So, he’s actually letting her stay with him?”“That what I can tell from the situation.” A voice messed up by static responded from Tami phone. She had been enjoying a glass of wine in her family’s living room when her mole had called with day ruining new. “Her bodyguard is ex-CIA. Definitely not someone she can afford on her own.” They continued. Tami squeezed the phone tighter in her hand. She had suspected it but wasn’t sure. So Pierce had found out about the pregnancy AND was reacting fine- even more than that.“You’re sure she’s living with him?” She asked the person in the line. “Yes, I already told you that. I went on her phone and the messages with her manager-Tami…”The person hesitated. “I can’t do this anymore, Myra’s a friend to me.”“You didn’t think about that when needed money did you.” Tami snapped, “I’ll call you when I need you.” She ended the call abruptly, now pacing around the room. Suddenly she screamed and pushed the wine glass she had on the table.
I took my phone with me to the bathroom.One look in, and I figured I might as well run a bath. I had nothing else to do for the day. Soaking would be good for my nerves.I opened my messages.They were both from the same person. My eyes narrowed into slits as I expanded the text from Hannah.‘Did you like your not so little present?’ She texted with double wink emojis.‘Bet you’re having too much fun to respond.’I shook my head in disapproval as I typed out a response. ‘Fun? I’m busy trying not to get caught with that thing!’I checked the water in the bath to make sure it was at a good temperature. A new message entered my phone a second later.‘After you do that, HAVE fun. A world of pleasure awaits you’ more wink emojis.“I swear to God.” I said out loud, then chuckled. ‘You know you’re a bad influence.’New message, ‘you’re welcome.’ Underneath that one; ‘Rumors of the Destan show wanting to interview you and your acting buddies.’My heart skipped a beat. Barely looking at wha
I finally understood what had distracted Derek: Pierce’s arrival.He could’ve atleast, given me a warning. Now Angie would present whatever sex toy was in the box to her ‘master’ and I would have to endure judgemental looks from Pierce AND Angie.When I turned to look at him, my breath caught in my throat. He was back in his dark suit getup with a shirt that had a few buttons undone. He was toying with said button as he looked straight at Angie. “Don’t tell me what?” He asked again. Oh dear/“Don’t tell you…” Angie started, “…that she had missed a dose today.” I turned to look at Angie. Both of her hands were behind her back like they were crossed, not hiding a box of a possibly ginormous dildo. Her expression? Bored.I wished I could look as cool headed as she did. As it was, I was bright red and reading to flee.Pierce glanced at the watch on his wrist, irritation marring his brows. Good to know a conversation about me was ticking him off. Pun unintended. The grandpa jokes were fo
“It’s not a bracelet sweety, I mean it could be called that, I guess you’re right, it IS a bracelet.”“Okay?”“Yeah, but this one doesn’t go around the wrist.” She wriggled her eyebrows. “It’s a cock ring.”“A what ring?”“A cock ring. You slide this one down the shaft and it basically squeezes it. Damien LOVES the sensa-““Nope, absolutely not! That’s enough information, you’ve gotten what you wanted, let’s go.”“Oh come on, we’re bonding!” She yelled to my retreating back, even though she followed behind me. The cashier looked between the both of us, amused. She dropped the two items on his table with a smile, while I tried to keep my eyes down. “That looks great, does it come together or is it removable?” Hannah asked, and I reacted out of instincts. My eyes landed on what seemed to be the centerpiece of the cashier table.Oh god. Oh god, oh god.There was a big-no giant penis stuck onto the table and yeah, it was a show stopper on its own but spikes? It was decorated with small
“I want to fuck Pierce.” I announced to Hannah the second my butt was in a booth with her. An innocent customer glanced at our table before hurrying along. “Damn sweety, at least let the food get here.” Hannah’s face lit up with an intrigued smile. She placed both hands on the table, under her chin and leaned in.“You look too happy to hear this.” I said dryly.“Of course I am. I have been missing out on juicy Pierce details because you had been so secretive. If you want to talk now, I am all ears. So you want to bone him, tell me all about it.”I let out an exasperated sigh and shifted in my seat. “I mean you know what he looks like. And then I see him in the house all…normal.” I spat the last word out like it was poison. “I still don’t get why you can’t…” someone passed by the table and Hannah’s voice dropped an octave lower, “fuck him.”“We both thought it was smart to end the physical part of the relationship.” She already knew how complicated things were already. “He’s still hi
“I have no right, he repeated.One more step and there was barely any space between us.A shiver of thrill went through me. Pierce glowered in anger, but I could see arousal too. I preferred this to his usual blank expression. The need to see him like that pushed me to speak.“I’m not your property, Pierce. You have your life outside of this house and so do I.”“What do you want outside of me?” He growled, his head lowering. If I pushed off my toes, I knew our lips would touch. My heart thudded in my chest loudly. How would I answer his question? Pierce had always been everything I wanted, even after we were through, I did not think it would be possible to meet someone and fall in love like the way I had done with him. His eyes were dark, nearly black as he watched my confused expression. He grabbed my waist roughly and turned me so my back was to him and my hands on the counter for support. The air crackled with sexual tension, very different from how it was mere seconds ago. Thi
“I’m guessing you’re here for the same reason I am.” he said.“I couldn’t sleep. Needed a snack.” I answered gruffly.“That clearly isn’t going great.” He pulled out an already opened bag of chips while I dumped the gelato regrettably down the sink. He leaned on the counter leaned on the counter, holding the chip bag invitingly.Could he not turn it out into a bowl or something?That would make sure I would not brush his hand accidentally.I let out a sigh. I was being a child acting like I could not eat out of a bag Pierce was holding without physically combusting.I trudged to him, hesitated, before I dipped my hand in to fish for chips. We crunched in silence. “How long did it take you to make the painting?” I blurted out, stunning myself.Shit, I should not have said it out loud.He shrugged, “A couple of weeks. You were a very helpful muse.”“I wasn’t given an option.”“Do you want me to pay you?” He asked casually.Of course. He assumed it was about money. “What if I said I w