~Christopher’s POV~
Camille was the nicest gift I have given Liam after seeing how natural my little wife was with him. After leaving my study I went back to my room. Camila was standing by the window staring out the window while on a call when I opened the door. As the phone was on loudspeaker, I couldn't help but overhear her conversation with whoever she was speaking to. Does she even have privacy at all? I swear I regret asking Mary to accompany her to my room. The young lady is constantly nude. I swear I do not want to touch that little girl, yet my wife is intriguing to me. Perhaps I should suggest having a room of her own.
"Ciao Lorenzo, Spero che tu abbia ricevuto il m ordine." She stated
"Camila Mendoza, che bella sorpresa, sì, ho appena ricevuto il tuo ordine, dove sei stata?" said the guy at the other end of the phone line.
"È una lunga storia, ma ora sono tornato in attività, puoi preparare il mio ordine tra 4 giorni?" She said, I'm still perplexed as to how my small wife speaks Italian so well,
"Certo, è bello riaverti in attività, mi assicurerò di consegnare in tempo." The man responded.
"Grazie Lorenzo, ciao." She then hung up the phone. She leaped up and down like a child. To my surprise, instead of being enraged since she was half nude, I just grinned and she smiled as she turned to face me.
"Hello, Stopher. How was your day? " I could grow accustomed to her, even if I wouldn't fuck her, but she's entertaining.
"Hey Cammy, my day wasn't bad at all, how about yours?"
"Incredible, I picked Liam up from school, and we headed to a hockey rink. He's a fantastic player. Oh my God, I love him and believe me, you should take him out someday. He was playing hockey as though he had done it before. Mi Cielito makes me very proud. He's such a sweet little boy. You should go see him play next week if you have the time.”
Time is a valuable commodity. This girl was ecstatic when she mentioned Liam, but I didn't have time to watch the children play sports.
"I have a company to manage, Camille. I can’t be out watching some sports when kids play." When I saw her frown, she shot back.
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"You don't have time for your son, but you have time to fuck every skirt you see?" Chris couldn't believe what he was hearing and seeing in front of him. Even though I was a playboy, everyone in the city was scared of me, but this girl, who happened to be his wife, didn't seem to be scared one bit. She expresses her thoughts.
"Don't you think you're crossing the line, Camille?"
"Which line? Is there a line between husband and wife? I am on par with you." He was stunned, and when he glanced at her, he didn't know what to say. She was fearless and unafraid of him. He retaliated by barking.
"You do not talk to me as you wish to Camila Mendoza. I'm going to make you regret it."
"It's Camila Grayston now, Stopher!"
He looked at his little wife. She stood there, half nude, challenging him, and then he realized that the only way to punish a woman is to fuck her. She was there, half nude in front of him yelling and making a statement to herself.
I'd rip her pussy apart if it weren't for self-control. He thought
He slammed the door and departed, looking at the girl who was gazing back at him without flinching.
He was enraged. Who does she believe she is? He pulled out his phone and dialed Mark's number.
"Please meet me at our usual spot.” Then he hung up, walked downstairs, got into his vehicle, and drove away from the villa like a lunatic.
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~Christopher’s POV~
Mark was waiting when I arrived at the pub. I walked into the VIP session having already ordered my regular. I poured it for myself and downed it.
"Woah Woah, what’s up? What's the matter with you? You need to slow down."
"My wife." My friend immediately broke out laughing.
"Can you tell me what your wife did?"
"She invited me to Liam's sports day or whatever that is. I told her that I didn't have time for it. Guess what that little woman said to me? ‘You don't have time for your son, but you do have time to fuck every skirt you see?’ Can you imagine that girl? I told her she was crossing the line, the nerve of that girl. She then went on to say that there is no distinction between a husband and a wife and that she is my equal. She was challenging me nearly naked, Mark. As if that wasn't enough, she stripped nude in front of me today and, like it was nothing out of the ordinary.”
"I told you I wanted to meet your wife, man. She's intriguing." He made fun of me.
"I swear I forgot she was a child. I wanted to fuck her hard and bend her over the bed, but she was only a little girl. I didn't want to go too far with her. Of course, she's stunning, but I can't screw her. No."
"Keep telling yourself that. Why are you sharing a room?"
"Ask me that fucking question again. I wanted to annoy her after she smacked me in the hospital, but it seems that I made my own hell. I know that if I asked her to look for a room, she would chase me out of the room, and love my room. I'm not sure I understand Mark. She is said to be 22 years old. Where is she getting her guts from? Fuck, PLEASURE is no longer available for booking!”
"Well, I actually hired one female, and Belle is at home, so I can't go home with another woman while she's there. It's a death wish. So you can have mine and you owe me one.”
The lights on my villa stayed on, much to my astonishment, and I knew that all of my staff, except the security guards, were asleep at the moment. I pushed everything to the back of my mind.
"Follow me," I instructed my hooker. We entered the villa holding hands, and I kissed her as we climbed the stairs. I couldn't wait to get rid of all the tension. Then I heard a voice I wasn't expecting to hear.
"What do you think you are doing? The hooker and I both jerked and turned to see where the sound was coming from.
"What are you doing here for fucksake, Camila?"
~Christopher’s POV~ “What exactly am I doing here? Are you insane? Have you gone f*cking insane?” Her icy gaze turned to my hooker. I knew right away no f*cking for me tonight. “Hey, what’s your name?” She questioned. “Mia.” My hooker answered. “Get out of my house!” “Camila!” I yelled. “Shut the fuck up! You’re not going to disrespect me in this house, Stopher. Never, and I mean never, bring another woman to this house if you want to f*ck. There is a place called a hotel. Next time you want to have sex, go there. You’re not going to insult me in my home, Mr. Grayston!” I could see her chest rising and falling out of anger, then she continued, “Robin!” She yelled. With veins popping out of her skin. I swear if I go near her I might get a few slaps. “You’re calling Robin when you’re half-naked?” “Look who’s talking,” She pointed her index finger at me, “Listen here if the husband is unruly? What should the wife do? Stopher, I am your wife, and you will treat me with dignity. You
~ Henry’s POV~ I’m not clear why Mr. Grayston wants to see me, but it must be something important since the elderly man seldom calls or is ill. I got into my vehicle and drove to the Grayston family residence. The gentleman awaited my arrival in his study. Inside, I went. “You’re wondering why I summoned you here, but the reason is critical. I hate the life my grandson lives. While his father is terrified of him, I am not. His constant lifestyle is a disgrace to the family name. I am not proud of Chris’s lifestyle choices, however, he has succeeded in business. He fills me with pride. His revenues exceed those of our family-owned business combined. He is an obsessive worker. I like the way he conducts his companies, but I hate seeing him on the news every day. If he isn’t among prostitutes, he is around anybody who is fuckable. I’d like to introduce him to a woman his age. I have heard nothing about him on the news in weeks. It’s a nice thing, but I’m curious as to whether everything
~Camila’s POV~I went back home to send the orders after dropping Liam off at school. While watching the news as I was busy packing the boxes, I saw my whore of a husband coming out of a hotel. Reporters gathered outside to check whether the female he was with was still inside the suite. So I stopped what I was doing and waited for the woman to leave the suite. I can’t believe I am doing this. I need respect if I’m going to play the wife. But if he’s going to humiliate me every time he gets a chance, I’m going to embarrass him even more. I waited while tapping my right leg on the floor. The wait was getting excruciating. I rose and paced up and down the corridor before deciding to stay seated and wait. The hotel door then swung open. I grinned. Tina Sands. I admired her but didn’t believe she’d be content with a one-night stand. Is she also a hooker?“Rumour has it that Christopher Grayston is married?” one reporter inquired. “How do you feel about spending the night with a married ma
~Christopher’s POV~I was in my study, trying to figure out how Tina ended up in my bed. I just have one rule; never screw anybody except prostitutes. How on earth did I end up with that woman? I am really appalled. Models and celebs irritate me. They’re clinging, and I’m not a fan of clinginess. I told that scumbag woman I was married, yet she decided to oppose me. I couldn’t help but laugh at my foolishness.Now my little wife is threatening me. This is going to be fascinating. No matter how inebriated I am, I always remember how I took a female to my bed.Why can’t I recall anything about the woman with the fake breasts? What does my wife mean when she says, ‘she would fire back a million times?’ While I was contemplating, my study door burst open. Nobody walks into my office without knocking. My eyes jerked shut, and I turned to face the person who had dared to open my study in such a way. It was Robin. He seemed to have seen a ghost.“Sir, the... the... the... the...” He comb
A large, muscular, strong guy stepped through the door as it banged shut. Camila turned to see who would walk into her office without knocking. Even though Liam normally knocks. “Are you so accustomed to prostitution that you don’t even dress up when you’re at home?” Camila was a tenacious lady. She feigned as if she hadn’t heard him say anything. She gave him a big grin. Camila had never grinned that broadly before. “What a lovely surprise, Stopher. What exactly are you doing in my office?” Chris couldn’t believe what he was seeing in front of him. His expression became solemn. “Where did you go today?” Camila was taken aback by the guy in front of her. He has never asked about her whereabouts in all the months they have been together. Why was he asking her today? “Since when, Mr. Grayston, have we started asking each other such questions? How is my whereabouts significant to you?” His demeanor turned to one of frigid coldness right in front of her. Camila’s neck was forcibly st
~Christopher’s POV~ Despite the fact that I bought out Cooper's cooperation from our family business, Mark and I have always been friends and Cooper's cooperation still bid their business ideas to my company, including our family business. I don’t work for my family business. I established my own company years back and, to my surprise, my company is doing better than our family business. One of the reasons I am still grandfather’s favorite, and of course, the old man wants me to run Grayston and family, but I have no interest in working for anyone or for the family business, even though I am the major shareholder of our family business. Mark was giving a presentation when I felt a hand on my pants. The force applied by the hand made it difficult for me to move. After a while, I felt warm breath brushing against my shaft and that alone made my shaft curl up. I felt a mouth on my shaft and the person under the table sucked my cock into the moon. I felt like I was in paradise. I’m not
~Christopher’s POV~ I went upstairs to take a shower after eating. I knew I shouldn’t touch Camille, but all I could think about was sticking my cock around her cherry lips, fuck she wrapped it like no one else in my life. I’m sure my expectations of women will skyrocket now. I would have fucked whoever licked my cock beneath that table today if it hadn’t been Camille. Why did she feel compelled to do so? This is going to be difficult. While the water from the shower was dripping over my naked body, I was preoccupied thinking about the things I could do to Camille’s cherry lips, how I could thrust my cock deep into her lips as she sucked my brains out with her sinful lips. Camille was only in her lacy tank top and underwear when I got out of the restroom. I’ve become used to the fact that she seldom dresses. It’s probably a habit. I was ready to turn off the light when grandfather called. Chris: Hello Grandpa: Don’t be late for family lunch tomorrow. At 1 pm, bring your family.
~Camila’s POV~Chris’s brothers’ spouses are interesting; I can tell the type of people they are by looking at them. I’d characterize them as spoiled brats. You can tell from their appearances that none of them can cook a meal or even work. Well, the other one asked me a question, but I disregarded it. If she wants to get to know me, she should ask me probing questions. When I glanced at Chris, I could see he was irritated by the question as well. We don’t love each other, but we have to pretend to be like a loving couple because of these obnoxious people.“Where did you two go on your honeymoon?” With a grin, the woman, who seemed to be Chris’s second brother’s wife, inquired. These folks are a bunch of charlatans. I grinned as I gazed at her.“Why go on a honeymoon when you can do everything you can do on a honeymoon at home in your own bed?” I stated that while continuing to consume my meal. I left them stunned since no one said anything. I felt compelled to check. Except for the o
“Mom, you don’t have to do this just because he said so. I am your son; yes, I have been a victim of my father’s assaults so many times, but I cannot sleep with you. You birthed me.” The woman sat on top of the bed, crying. She felt empty. She didn’t know what she was going to do. She had been forced into this lifestyle, but she never wanted it. Her son wiped her tears and then covered her.“You know he’s going to punish us if he finds out nothing happened in this room.” The woman said this as tears streamed down her cheeks. She didn’t want to be called all sorts of names. Her husband sent her to sleep with another man, and when he discovered she was pregnant, it was a gain for him. But something died inside her that day.I met with someone who can help us. She is kind; she knows I am a Grayston." The woman’s eyes shot open as she turned her focus to that of her son. “I have been giving her information. All she wants is to meet with you and that you go and testify about father’s wrong
When the man learned that Camila had managed to escape, he sighed with disgust and let out a long sigh. The moment he set eyes on the little girl, he had an instantaneous intuition that she was going to be his downfall. Even though she looked youthful, there was no mistaking the fact that she was not someone to be pushed around. He then turned his attention to the woman sitting on the seat next to him and spat on her.“You were given a simple job. A ridiculously easy task: to fuck Chris till he loses his mind, just like you did the first time you met him, but you failed! “As a display of his annoyance, he spat on the floor while simultaneously throwing a glass on the ground and breaking it. “Do you know how that could expose all of us? Do you have any idea what’s actually at stake here? If you had been good at fucking that boy’s brains out, we wouldn’t be here.” “Mr. Grayston is right, Carmen; what went wrong?” The question was posed by Mr. Cooper to his daughter because he, like th
Christopher Grayston was tired. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so drained. A wife, carrying a child who might be his brother. He was so drunk, and now he had to call Henry to come and check on her since she had fainted. He chuckled to himself. The last time he was this tired, he was probably in his early twenties and had consumed copious amounts of liquor in a Bourbon Street nightclub. He looked at Claudia and thought, “I really don’t have the energy.”He pulled up his phone and called one of his best friends, Henry, to come to his house. Henry was a family doctor, so he was always a phone call away. When Henry arrived, he checked on the woman and told Chris it was just a panic attack and she was going to be fine. Chris looked at the sleeping woman and then at Henry. A tear slipped from his eye, which made Henry wonder why his rude, arrogant friend was crying.“What’s going on, man?”“She’s been fucking Joshua. All this time, I didn’t know. She tricked me; all of this wa
“Well, well, well. Would you look at that? My brother in flash!” Joshua laughed. “You know what’s funny, Chris? What’s funny is that I still fuck her, and yet she’s married to you.” Chris was unable to control his rage; he did not realize when his clenched fists made contact with Joshua’s jaws. His anger was uncontrollable. He tried to control it, but Joshua kept pushing him to his limit.Joshua continued while coughing up blood and asked, “What, did you think that if you married her, she would forget all about me?” Chris had the intention of throwing another punch, but then he turned around and saw that people were still dancing and that no one was paying attention to them.However, if he continues to attack his brother, people may start paying attention to them instead. “You are such a loser; I fucked her even yesterday; she is mine, big cock or not; she left all that big tool for my small one, you know why? What Claudia and I had was real love, and you just couldn’t stand that. You
Chris had the impression that someone had poured a bucket of ice-cold water over him, which soaked him thoroughly and robbed him of all his strength. Leaving him with a lot of unanswered questions. Questions that could only be answered by his wife. Since Joshua was the first to introduce Claudia to the family, his brother doesn’t believe he didn’t know she was his woman. But the fact of the matter is that Chris wasn’t there, and he was also clueless that his grandfather disapproved of their relationship. Now, not only does he have to deal with a burden, but also a pregnant wife who is almost certainly plotting something. The question that his grandfather had asked him was still running through his thoughts and mind at the same time: “Are you sure it’s yours? Chris, I’m sorry, but I don’t believe a word that comes from that woman you call your wife.” “Am I sure?” He muttered to himself incoherently. He was a disaster in human form. His life had been carefree, and he had never been th
Flashback Christopher Grayston has never been one to settle for less than what he deserves, as evidenced by the fact that he is capable of snagging any lady he desires. He couldn’t take his eyes off the lovely woman who was sound asleep next to him. He couldn’t help but let out a chuckle as he thought about how, throughout his life, women had always been vying for his attention, but he had never been the object of a woman’s ardent affection. He had always treated those who hurled themselves at him with disdain. There was something strange about her that he needed to find out, and he needed to find out as soon as possible. For some reason, he felt like the intimacy might cost him so much. Sure, the woman was a good fuck, but nothing was more important to him than building his own empire. Not even a woman. He was the boss. No one in San Diego challenged him. Especially not a woman. But the woman in his hotel suite right now had approached him and initiated sex. She certainly gave o
As Claudia stood by the window of her hotel room, taking in the fresh air of the new country, a breeze of clean air blew through the space. The hotel exuded a heavenly aroma and had a taste that was reminiscent of luxury. The very same luxury that she is clearly trying to acquire by courting the haughty billionaire.The curving location was surrounded on all sides by tall evergreens and aspens that rustled in the breeze. Each sprig of greenery was pointed in the direction of her room. The thought of starting over was very appealing to Claudia. A new beginning with the younger brother rather than the one who is the eldest. She remained motionless by the pane of glass as she looked around desperately for the man. After what seemed like an eternity, she found the person she was looking for, and she smiled broadly as she did so while humming an upbeat tune. After that, she looked off into the distance. One could say that the hotel had a siren because there were no signs of thunder boomer
Flashback 2 There was absolutely no way that Joshua would have put a woman ahead of what he had labored so hard to achieve. Although he loved Claudia, he did not love her enough to risk his job as CEO for her. He dialed Claudia’s number on his phone, and she answered almost as soon as he did, giving the impression that she had been waiting for his call. The man had just started breathing on the other side of the line. How should one break the news to a woman to whom one has just proposed that one has prioritized one’s career over the other? He expelled a long sigh before beginning to speak. Joshua: It is necessary that we meet.Claudia: Time and place.Joshua: I will text you. Joshua ended the call, texted the woman the location where they needed to meet, and then left almost instantly. When he arrived at the restaurant, all the tables were taken, and it looked like there was a party for a prima donna. When Claudia arrived, she looked gorgeous, but he had to prioritize his work bec
Flashback part 1 A man stood on the balcony and watched as his eldest son brought home a woman, or rather, a girl, that he had been sleeping with for the past years, to his family house. Not to mention that the lady in question just had the steamiest night with him last night. As she smiled innocently, he was convinced she would win the heart of his eldest son. “Just as planned.” He muttered to himself as he walked away from the balcony, holding a cup of coffee. “Honey, Joshua just came back home with a girl. He never brought a girl home; that’s new from him, don’t you think?” The man looked at his annoyingly talkative wife and didn’t answer. The woman was used to his cold way; she then carried on, “Do you think father and mother would approve of the girl Joshua brought home?” She asked as she hugged him from the back. “It doesn’t matter if Father approves or not. If Joshua loves the girl in question, he can go ahead and marry her.” The man said as he broke free from the woman’s em