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.
Anxious nerves bellowed inside me when we got to the private airfield and boarded Callista's private jet. "I don't have my passport," I told her. "Don't worry about it," Callista hushed while sitting on my lap. She didn't waste time, did she? "I'll buy you a new wardrobe, look, jewelry, the works. You'll want for nothing. I need you to be at my beck and call whenever I need you," she smiled. I wrapped one of my arms around her warm waist, pressing her cleavage against my face. I licked the hot skin between her breasts while pushing her down against my hard-on. Her head arched back as I seized her hair within my grasp. She gasped, dropping her glass of champagne on the floor beside us. I lifted her onto the small table in front of me and began to unbuckle my jeans. A slight movement out of the corner of my right eye stopped me. It was the stewardess. However, she didn't look shocked; it seemed like she could use a smoke break. She was beautiful. Her perfect, tight brown cur
Once we made it to the Four Seasons Resort, everything became a blur. How I got to the room and showered is beyond me. I don't remember the last time I slept. I came out of the refreshing extra-large shower into the main room of the suit. I saw Callista closing the front door, holding a Gucci shopping bag. "I brought some of Dimitri's clothes for you to wear until now," Callista placed the bag in my arms while walking past me. A stinging slap on my ass accompanied her passing. "Since the distributors are here, they're sending designer suits and clothing to the room and should be here soon. We'll also be shown jewelry," she added, "If there's paparazzi, we need to be sure that you're dressed properly." I nodded in response while pulling a free black silk shirt from the bag. "Once done, we're going to a business meeting downstairs in the restaurant. I need you to look exquisite and refined. I also have a hairdresser coming to get you cleaned up for the occasion," she continued
We went downstairs to The Mode Kitchen & Bar. Three men in the back corner wearing black business suits were waiting patiently for our arrival. I followed a few paces behind her. She wanted me there, but mainly for security, so none of these men tried asking her back to their rooms. She sauntered to a chair and made herself known with a bottle of the hotel's finest champagne. "Offer still stands, gentleman," Callista started, "Now I know the price is something you're not sold on. Look at it this way: You'll make it all back because of what you see outside these gorgeous walls-the ocean. Everyone who lives here wants a boat, yacht, or sea vessel. They can't help themselves." "Even so, what profit do we gain by purchasing a lot at this ridiculous price?" one of the men asked. She rolled her eyes in annoyance, "I never told you how much to sell them for once you purchase them, darling. That's entirely up to you. Now, the longer you wait, the higher the price goes." The three me
"Two weeks went by, and all we did was party and fuck. There is so much alcohol and cocaine I can't even remember all of it. There were so many paparazzi, though. I didn't realize what status they held within the socialites," Eric boasted, "I mean, look, You're both on the I*******m account along with Dimitri and this other guy. It's screaming scandal all over." Tanya and I looked at each other in shock while Eric took out his phone and showed us proof of his words. "What the hell? I never saw cameras or paparazzi anywhere!" I shouted. They can't be within five hundred feet of you, but that doesn't mean they can't hide and take pictures from six hundred," Eric said. "That's ridiculous," I shook my head. "Oh no," Tanya's eyes widened in horror, "If this is all over the place, I know Cameron's seen this. Now I know why he's so happy to stay with a rich friend and his family for the summer." "This is wild," I shook my head, handing Eric back his phone, "What else happened?'
Everything was bright. Painfully bright. I covered my face with both hands from the binding sunlight breaking through the dark thunderous storm clouds. I sat up, my head still slightly swirling from yesterday. Oh, yesterday. I looked back to see Tanya asleep on my left and Eric on my right. I shook my head in disbelief. What was I thinking? Oh, that's right, I wasn't. Can you blame me? The sex was unbelievable. I wish I hadn't been so intoxicated. Water. Need Water. I crawled off the bed, unintentionally taking the sheet with me. "Ugh!" I cried as a stinging slap hit my ass. I turned back at the two of them. Eric's eyes were shut, only there was a big smile on his face, Tanya was biting her lip with a devious smile. She was the culprit. "Bitch!" I gasped before kissing her. She flipped me onto my back, sliding up between my splayed legs. Her gentle fingers traced my forearms up to my wrists. Our hands entangled with one another as she kissed me once again. I felt another ha
"Hello, Dimitri," I greeted., "What can I do for you?" "Tonight, I want you to come over." "Bossy aren't we?" "Callista is taking your friend to dinner. Roy is taking the other out as well. You're mine tonight." "Pardon? What makes you think I'm not busy?" "Don't play hard to get, you know what I want." "What exactly do you want?" "Come over tonight and find out. I'll reward you with a nice gift." "A gift?" "Yes, be a good girl, and come over tonight. I'll make it worth your while since I know you'll make it worth mine." "Hmm." "Don't make me wait or the gift will no longer be part of the deal." "Really? So you only get what you want?" "What I want is to cum inside of you, but first I want your cum on my tongue." I froze. A tight sensation hit deep within me followed by a flushing rush release from me. I was so wet just from his words. The thought of fucking him did still excite me despite how he used me. Part of me did trust him. "Okay," I caved. "G
"I-I-" I stammered, still unable to speak. "Still a shy little girl, I see," he commented. "I'm not shy," I denied. "But you are, the way you hide your face, unable to form sentences, cheeks blushing red like a school girl," he explained. When it comes to Dimitri, it's different. You can treat him however you choose and not care for his heart. You don't know me, what I'm capable of, what I can do." "I'm sure you're nothing like Zeus," I hushed. Roy leaned back warmly, gazing, "I'm not going to fuck you for sport; I'm not an animal. I know what type of man he was. I knew Zeus as well. Knew about his and Tanya's relationship. Begging me to take her crazy ass off his hands. Not even I could handle that train wreck." I studied him, glancing at a scar hidden beneath this gold chain. "How did that happen?" I gestured. Roy looked down, clearing his throat before removing the chair and unbuttoning his shirt. He was in great shape, well-chiseled, and tempting. Without though
"It seems old tricks die hard," Callista boasted, directing her eyes to Dimitri. "What do you mean?" I questioned, following her gaze. "Dimitri is a creature of old tricks. He used to do this to me when we first got together. Of course, we fucked like rabbits back when we were young, always trying new and exciting things." Callista explained while gently caressing my inner thigh. "These things he seems to like doing with you," she whispered. She leaned into my ear, her warm breath sending shivers up my spine. "Tell me, what punishment does he have for you?" Dimitri purposefully set the vibrator off inside of me once again. My hand seized Callista's wrist while biting my lower lip. Dimitri said I couldn't cum by the toy. He failed to mention that Callista could satisfy me. A devious smirk came across my lips; Dimitri studied my face, tilting his head, trying to figure out what I was scheming. Slowly, I guided Callista's hand higher and higher up my inner thigh until her c
"Mom!" Rowan beamed while embracing me. "Oh, baby!" I whined. I held him tightly, not wanting to let go. It had been nearly a year since I'd seen him. He had grown so much and was taller than me now. I looked up at his youthful face; he looked much like Dimitri. "Stop growing!" I smiled. "Are you kidding me? I'm not even halfway there yet," Rowan joked, his voice deeper, not childlike anymore. He was undoubtedly going through his puberty phase. "Look at how handsome you've become," I boasted. "Looks like his father," Callista commented. "Aunt Callista, Uncle Roy, good to see you," Rowan greeted, giving them both a hug. "Hello, young man," they both responded. "You know one another well," I mumbled at his affection towards them. "I had no idea you would be here, Mom," Rowan explained, embracing me again. "I missed you, baby," I fibbed, squeezing him back, "I'll tell you what. I will get dressed, and then we can do something tonight." Once in the bathroom, I
Dimitri took it upon himself to make me go back with him to New York and wouldn't have it any other way. "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding," Derrick charmingly kissed the back of my hand. "Don't," I smiled before being pulled inside by Dimitri. "You don't have to be so rough!" I winced. "Knock it off, would you?!" Dimitri jerked me, my momentum causing me to fall to the ground on all fours. "Damn it, Dimitri!" I winced. I felt a hard slap across my ass. "Ow!" I hissed. My head jerked back as Dimitri seized the nape of my neck. "Ugh!" Ruthlessly, he snapped my underwear off before spanking me again. Dimitri had been like this since that night. Typically he'd be tender afterward; this time, he'd fuck me every chance he got, even when I couldn't walk the day after my punishment. He tore my dress off, throwing the scraps to the floor beside me. "Ugh! It hurts Dimitri!" I whined. It became the point where it wasn't pleasurable anymore, he knew, and I knew it
Dimitri, flabbergasted, tossed the papers onto the closest chair he could find. Upon his further examination of me in my current state, I knew he knew. My cheeks blushed, and I could not look him in the eyes. "My father?" he questioned. "I didn't know, I swear," I whispered. "How could you not know?!" Dimitri hollered. "Calm down. What's going on?" Derrick asked. "You know what, old man!" Dimitri spat. "What are you talking about, son?" Derrick clarified. "Her?! Ivy! The woman I asked you to keep an eye on for me while I was in New York!" Dimitri explained. "You should have told me about your relationship with her," Derrick stated. Dimitri threw his head back with a manic cackle, "Leave!" "Beg your pardon?" Derrick said. "Leave now, old man!" Dimitri threatened, charging at Derrick. "Stop! I'll go," I sighed, crawling from the bed. "No, you're staying," Dimitri growled. "Leave, now." Dimitri's tone was deathly and emotionless. Derrick also k
"You don't need to come here always," I sighed while smoking my joint. "You're an investor, that's it." "And this is professional?" Derrick gestured to what I was smoking. "Like you care," I huffed, blowing smoke in his face. Derrick didn't care. He found me amusing, tempting, and everything he wanted. He's never vocalized it before, but his eyes show differently. I know those eyes, the ones that undress me, fantasize about me, and yearn for me. He thinks I don't know. I have him fooled; what do I want to do with him now? Derrick's rich; he wouldn't use me for money. Dimitri is in the other half of the States, and I'm bored and horny. "Do you want to fuck me, Derrick?" I bluntly asked. Derrick choked on his drink before turning back to look at me. His cheeks flushed in shock, his lips trembling with nerves. The victory was already mine. "What makes you think I want you?" he croaked. "The way you look at me." "I have a son. He could be your father." "How old are y
Everything went numb; Dimirti was kind enough to care for Rowan so I could see my son. Aodhan had no color in his lips, no pink in his cheeks like he used to; he was lying there lifeless. They often speak about the pain in your heart that you feel when you lose a loved one. They don't tell you how a hole begins to form more significant and more prominent in your heart in place of that pain, causing you to push everything and everyone away. It doesn't hurt because when you allow yourself to, it becomes so overwhelming that you just might kill or die yourself. That's what I did. I pushed down my feelings and wiped my tears because the other two weren't options. Dimitri handled the hotel arrangements for the three of us, ensuring we had the best suite on the highest floor available. No matter how much cocaine I did or how much alcohol I drank, I felt nothing. Days, months, and soon, a year went by, and I was still empty and numb. Dimitri suggested I send Rowan to boarding school wit
"Mom! It's Aodhan!" Rowan cried. I looked over and fell to my knees; tears began falling in pools from my eyes; Aodhan had been shot, too. My son, lying there lifeless. "Ahh!" I screamed. Panic settled in; blood was pouring from my baby, and I couldn't plug the hole. What can I do? I tried applying pressure with my hands, unable to stop sobbing. "Go! Pilot! Go!" Dimitri hollered while latching the stairs/door closed. The Pilot took off, knocking everyone over, but continued to press on Aodhan's wounds, his warm blood slick on my fingers as I tried applying pressure to his chest. I saw Dimitri protect Rowan from falling over, scooping him up. "Dimitri! Help me!" I begged. A look of shock overtook Dimitri briefly before he rushed, overmoved my hands, and began applying pressure to the wound, "Pilot! Closest hospital!" "What happened to Reign!? Oh my god, Ariel was shot, too!" I whined. "I don't fucking know, someone was shooting, but I couldn't see who it was. They cam
Standing perplexed, I aimed for Zeus, but he dodged and missed both bullets. "Are you crazy?!" Zeus hollered. "No, I'm twisted!" I corrected myself. "Just like how you made me!" I shot once more, Zeus running and diving behind the desk. "Ivy, stop!-" "Don't!" I hissed, pointing the gun at Reign. I'm tired of both of you Castles telling me what to do!" Before I knew what was happening, I felt heaviness tackle me to the floor, accidentally firing another shot. "Get off of me!" I screamed. I fought beneath him, but I was no match. Zeus took the gun and backed away from me. "Fuck! Ivy! You shot Reign!" Dimitri hollered. Panic briefly flooded over me but was replaced with a barrel now pointed at me. "What do you want?!" I shouted. "You! I want you! But that's never enough! Everything I do is never enough for you!" Zeus complained. "Your son is dying-" "I can have more!" Zeus winced. Dimitri tackled Zeus to the ground, and the two began exchanging blows. I