When we arrived at Zeus mansion, I couldn't help but stare at its magnificence. With the lavish double-door entrance and oversized water fountain out front, it reached so high that you'd think it was a fairytale. I wonder who this Zeus man was. He has more power and money, but something about him is almost scary. "Welcome!" Zeus greeted us upon our entrance. The double entry stairways to the grand foyer, the diamond and gold four-tier chandelier hung above us, and the dark wood walls; had an essence of a modern whore house, if I'm being honest. So breathtaking. It's not bright white and clean like modern homes; it is more medieval with a contemporary twist. It was seducing; the black leather and deep crimson Chesterfields, accompanied by the amber lighting and thick black velvet pressed curtain that reached the ceiling, added to the charm. As we walked into his mansion, the deep hints of sandalwood were set deep within the furniture and walls. "Zeus!" Dimitri smiled before hug
My eyes widened in shock. Well fuck. I'm not all that I thought I was. Why was I getting annoyed? This burning started in my chest. Wait, was I getting jealous? They continued to fuck like animals in the heat, but my eyes remained locked on them. Unable to look away. Did he expect to fuck me today after seeing this? I was going to open the door and make my way inside when a massive hand covered my mouth and wrapped it around me. I was pulled back quickly from the door. His tight grip and lifting me from the ground made it impossible to fight back. Once we were back in the stairwell, I felt the hold on my release. I turned around angrily to see Zeus standing behind me. I shoved him back against the concrete cylinder behind him. The more I saw his look of victory, the angrier I became. "What the fuck!" I gritted. "You deserved to know," he placed his arms up in surrender. I shook my head, pressing my tongue inside of my cheek. He purposefully gave me the wrong direction, kno
The room screamed sex. The roaring massive fireplace was on one wall, and another black leather Chesterfield was on top of a bear-skin rug. There was a coffin-shaped table with a silver bowl filled with fresh fruit. A large gap behind that was a California king bed covered in black satin sheets with a fur throw. The gothic four-poster bed frame matched the thick curtains that covered the ceiling-length windows. I walked over to the couch and sat staring at the roaring fire. Once Zeus situated himself beside me, I popped the cork free from the bottle of champagne and filled our glasses to the brim. "Are you doing okay?" he asked. "Why wouldn't I be?" I mocked. "You seem to be hurt," he commented. "Annoyed," I corrected. "What's annoying you?" he pressed. "Being blindsided," I answered, "If he told me, I wouldn't have cared, but I'm no whore, and he's not my pimp. The audacity he has to tell me that I'm yours for the night like some concubine pisses me off." "I didn
"I'm sorry?" he questioned. "Unzip my dress, it's bothering me," I scoffed, "I can't do it myself." There was a brief hesitation, but I heard unzipping as the snug dress began to fall loosely from my shoulders. As the dress slowly fell effortlessly to a bundle at my feet, I turned around, showing Zeus my body. He was sexy, attractive, and kind. I'd be stupid not to reach higher than Dimitri and Callista, but he appeared more honest. He didn't hesitate. I was caged in his arms within a matter of seconds once he looked at my naked body. He held me firm within his grasp, lifting me from the ground before slowly walking over to the bed. He ensured eye contact with me the entire time. I felt myself freefall into the black satin sheets in one swift motion. He towered over me, pinning me down by restraining my wrists within his grasp. The way he looked down at me. The dominance. The intimidation. It was as if he was the Greek God himself. I trembled uncontrollably against the war fur
Did she just fucking say, Dad?! No. No. No. Please tell me this isn't true. Zeus pulled back from me, wiped his mouth, and dressed himself. I grabbed the fur and covered my torso and chest. I adjusted myself so the fur throat slinked between my splayed legs. Not going to lie. My asshole feels strange and wet. "Now you were busy with her date," Zeus pointed out. "Very funny," Eve rolled her eyes, "Anyways, I wanted to know if we could use the yacht in a few hours." I looked from her to Dimitri. Did this man have a look of hurt on his face? We locked eyes. I don't know if I was still horny or if it was the fire blazing, but it was hot. I licked my lips before looking back over at Zeus. "We as in?" Zeus implied. "Hell!" Eve grunted, "Me, Dimitri, and Reign!" "Hey, I thought I heard something," A deep voice echoed behind Dimitri. Dimitri's face went from sexual to excitement, followed by an embrace. "Son!" Dimitri greeted, "How was your flight?" "The jet is always nic
After countless minutes of wandering around, I found the kitchen. They were outside on the deck enjoying the sun as I stood there trying to zip up my dress."Need some help?" a voice crept up behind me.I glanced over my shoulder to see Reign standing there with a smile, "Yes." He placed one hand on my left hip and finished zipping up my dress. "Your tattoo on your hips is sexy," he said. "I got it about six years ago," I admitted, "I forget I have it since it's always covered." "Is that why you never finished it?" he asked while walking back behind the bar. "Probably," I nodded while sitting on the black leather bar chair. He popped a new bottle of champagne and filled my glass to the brim. "Figured you could use this after your lovely encounter with my family this morning," he charmed, "You're taking it rather well. The last girl ran out of here practically naked." We began to giggle in unison. "I'm not that type of a woman," I added, "Plus, no matter how bad th
Two weeks have passed quickly. Between the constant parties and events I had to accompany Dimitri to, the days began blurring together. Callista should be here in a week, and then my liver, brain, and body can have a break. I have also called Eric lately, but he has yet to answer. Could you clarify that situation? As far as I knew, we left things off in a good spot. Tanya has been at home with her son, getting him ready for summer school, with Roy wrapped around her finger. Reign was coming around increasingly since he was back in town from business, and Callista was now away. "So," Tanya sighed, "What did we want to do today?" "I dunno," I shrugged, "Dimitri, Roy, and Reign seem busy with work on the balcony office." "They're closing a deal," Tanya clarified. I glanced at her devious smirk, to which I returned in kind, "Do I hear some trickery on your part?" "Bitch," she scoffed, "You've been listening too." I raised a brow in cockiness, "You're one to talk." "What's that
Once we were situated at Ivy's loft, I could see that both were awaiting my story. It was all a rushing whirlwind for me as well. I'd never thought in a million years that Callista would have called me that night. I felt she needed something. It turned out that something was me. We sat on her bed, quietly overlooking the beautiful skyline. It was nice being back in the States. Don't get me wrong; Sydney was beautiful. I didn't go because I like Callista or anything. I did it because of Ivy. Callista knew to use her as a bargaining chip in convincing me to come along. "So?" Tanya broke the silence, "What the Hell happened?" I took a chug from my champagne glass. The thick curb chain 10k gold bracelet on my wrist shimmered against the fiery orange setting sun. I have an accompanying 20k gold thick rope chain around my neck that I couldn't help but play with. Callista bought me this. So much money they could sling without a care in the world. I understand why Ivy wanted it all.