~Christopher's POV~Something is not right. I'm not sure what it is, but I can feel it. I have this strong urge to be close to my wife. It's as though there are a lot of strong forces working against her at the moment. I might be wrong, but I think my wife is in danger. When I came out of the restroom, I saw a shadow going to the control room. I didn't think much about it. I went to stand close to Camille.Right at the moment when I committed myself to stand up for my loved ones, Claudia started to search for me with her eyes. I had no choice but to get rid of her before she made things even more difficult for both Camille and me. Even though we are still having problems, I am expected to act in the most mature manner possible. I pulled Camille close to me and I heard her gasp. When Claudia stared in our direction, I immediately slammed my lips on top of hers. She did not attempt to dislodge me from her grasp. It makes no difference to me whether my strategy has been completely derail
~Christopher’s POV~Luke has to be mistaken. No way! There is no way that my best friend has been fooling me all this time, I mean all these fucking years. I know Mark has been up to no good but he wouldn’t do that to me. What the fuck is happening? Why would I listen to that guy? Claudia’s real name is Carman Cooper. What the fuck is going on? I feel like crying. Today is my wife’s launch. I was supposed to celebrate with her, but then I received shocking news. What does the Cooper family want from us? I suddenly feel a headache with a lot of hatred in my heart. This better is wrong information because I will fucking kill Mark Cooper. How can he do this to me? We have been friends since we were kids. Why did he send his sister to ruin my life? I suddenly feel like a lump blocking my lungs. I went inside, knowing full well that I was no longer myself, and that if anyone dared me, I would pounce on them, I will kill someone today. Right now, I need something that can make me smile, som
~Christopher’s POV~My wife, it is really her; she is here, with me in my time of need. What is she doing here?She smiled, “The name is Camille, and you are?” I grinned. She is truly remarkable. Never give up on me, on us, no matter what. She must have noticed that I was all over the place. I grinned once more.“My name is Christopher, but you can call me Chris, Stopher, or whatever you see fit.” She calls me that when she’s angry. I used to detest that nickname, but hearing her use such an idiotic nickname is like listening to music to my ears.“I’ll go with Stopher.” She gave a nervous smile and looked at the bartender. “I’ll have Dalmore Decades on the rocks.”What?“I prefer my drinks to be strong,” she stated.“I can see.”“What brings such a lovely lady like you to a club this late, and alone?”"Let’s just say, I am new in town, trying to get a job, but I could secure myself a job with all my qualifications. I’ve had a lot of interviews, but no one seems interested in hiring me
~Christopher’s POV~I decided to head back to our home rather than drive to her place because my house was where everything had started. Where she can see the reason why no woman has ever moved me. Where she can see, behind the mask, I make people see. Why I’ve been fucking everything that moves? I made people believe it was because of my ex-wife’s betrayal, but the truth is, part of it was. I wanted to forget everything about my lifestyle by marrying her. But did I really? No, I didn’t. I was looking for that one person who would fit my lifestyle, but I couldn’t find one. My wife does, I think. Even though she is always head-to-toe with me, she might not mind.“Is this your place?” She was the one who finally broke the silence between us.“It is, indeed,” I said as I opened and rushed to her side to open the door for her. “Shall we?” I asked as I extended my hand to her to take it as we walked in.“Sure.”We walked inside holding hands. I opened the front door and led her in. She loo
~Camila’s POV~“How many times have you practiced that position, princess?” I went completely still. He was nothing like the Chris I knew. Perhaps telling him I was aware of his secret was a mistake. I am starting to think twice now. But then, ever since that day, I have always wanted him to do to me the things I read in that sinful book. Call me crazy, but I wanted it. I looked at him and honestly answered him.“I lost count, Daddy.” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground. I’m afraid to look at him, but I can tell he’s giving me a sinister sneer.“Safe word?” What is my safe word? I’ve been looking into these things, but I’ve never come up with a safe word. I even went so far as to double-check the BDSM side at the swingers’ club to ensure that I didn’t make any mistakes. So I said the first thing that came to mind.“Stopper.” I wanted to laugh, but I knew if I did, he would punish me. I saw them using floggers, straps, and whips, but Chris had more.“When you enter that dungeon, I want
~Christopher’s POV~“Three!” Another tear rolled down her cheek.“Nope, princess, we are still on two.” I barked at her and spanked her slutty ass once more. She whimpered, and then I walked over to look at her face as she continued to whimper while her lips were parted in a moaning motion. Her back was arched on the cross. My little Christ. She was fucking amazing. I strolled over to check on her and see what kind of impact I was having on her. I stood in front of her and she arched back again, pushing her breasts up. I wanted to lean over and take a nipple between my teeth.Fuck!I’d like to fuck her tits. Maybe I will. Heck no, maybe I will. My gaze was drawn all the way to her treasure.Oh, my God! Her body is enticing. My thumb traces her thighs and swats her ass once more, and she gasps, jerking my dick to attention. My hand skated back to her thighs from behind and released the strap, landing exactly where the first two had. She screamed.“Three!”“Good girl.” I expected her to
~Christopher’s POV~I lifted the cane and brought it down, and it landed just below her ass. She moaned.“Fuck me.” I groaned; she was doing just great.I added a little force to the cane, enough to bruise her sinful ass. She screamed, but the scream didn’t send shivers down my cock. I lifted the cane a little higher this time. Her screams were louder, so I began to hit her again and again and again until I felt she was ready. There was barely a spot that wasn’t welted and red. I spanked her right butt cheek, then her left butt cheek. She screamed, and my cock stiffened. I stripped myself, leaving my jeans on the floor. I spread her butt cheeks, and she screamed. Without a word, I slammed my cock into her pussy, which was now slick with her nectar. She cried out and grabbed the sheets.“Fuck.” I groaned, knowing that pain turned her on. She moaned as I filled her up to the hilt, and I was balls deep as I watched her hands fist the bedsheets. Her legs started to shake uncontrollably ar
~Christopher’s POV~When I finally did manage to open my eyes, it was still the wee hours of the morning. I wrapped Camille’s arms around me as usual, and idly played with her hair, thinking about what had happened the night before. I was certain I wasn’t hallucinating. To my surprise, I wasn’t; Camille, my perfect sub, was still in bed with me, where she belonged.What am I going to do with Mark Cooper?Because I was at a loss for what to make of what I saw the day before, at my wife’s launch, these thoughts have been keeping me awake all night. I don’t know how to process what I saw. But one thing is certain: I must find Luke. In the meantime, I reach for my phone on my nightstand to search for anything. I’m just looking for any loopholes. Why was I so blind all this time? Has he always had feelings for my wife, or did they develop more recently? The guy fucking sent his sister after me to ruin me. Was Liam part of the plan?My mind was racing as I tried to piece together the puzzle
“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