—Kate— It's been a week since that horrible day, and today is also a sad day in the house, Adam is leaving to New York today. I completely understand his reasoning behind his decision, but my cousin and Tristan are on the same level, Luca might even be worse, but if Adam survives a year under him, he'll he a better man for it. We were all gathered in the living room, saying goodbye to Adam. “You be good in New York ok.” I tell him and then I hug him, I'm really going to miss him, the house won't be the same without him. Adam nodded his head and then pulled back. “It's ok Katie, there's no need to worry, I'll be good, and I'll come back home for Fabian and Anna's wedding and also when you give birth to your little guy.” He tells me. I raised my eyebrows at him. “Little guy?” I ask him. “Yea, you're going to have a boy, I just know it.” He tells me with a little smile on his face. I just laughed. “Alright, we'll see if you're right when we check. But wil
—Damian— Months later, we were all gathered by the pool, Samuel and Isa ran around the garden, but Samuel was faster than his sister but that didn't stop her from doing her best to catch up. Me, Kate and Alexei were in the pool, Alexei was in his shark floaty what his uncle Savio got for him, it was his size but at the same time it looked like it could swallow him whole. “Soon you're going to be able to run around with your cousins.” Kate said to him and he just laughed and smiled at her. I swam and pushed him through the water, Kate was a few days away from her due date and she wasn't able to do much. She just leaned at the edge of the pool and watched everything with a smile on her face. I didn't think it was possible but pregnancy made her even more beautiful. She says she looks and feels like a beached whale so I spend every single free moment of my time in bed reminding her that she's not. Tristan and Ellie were on the lounge chairs as they kept an eye o
—Kate— Seeing his cousins run around, Alexei at only ten months, has been trying to walk. I was on the sofa in the game room laying down while he was on his play mat. He was currently on his hands and knees with with his little butt in the air, then he looked up at me not sure what time do next, not knowing how to stand straight. “Damian!” I called out, I was a three days past my due date and I couldn't do much of anything except lie down and rest and pray that this little boy is ready to make his debut soon. So I.couldn't carry Alexei, I needed help. Damian ran into the game room, panic and worry written all over his face. “Is it the baby? Is it time? Are you having contractions?” He asked me. “Calm down Damian, it's none of that. Your son is still very comfortable in my womb. But I really hope he comes soon because it's starting to get really uncomfortable.” I tell Damian. He walks over to me and then sees Alexei who is still in his awkward position and
—Ellie— I walked around barefoot on the beach. This was exactly what I needed before I started my new job next month. A vacation for just me where I could relax and have no one bother me. The sun was going down, it was getting late so I decided to go to the bar. Who knows, maybe I'll find someone to keep me company. I was wearing a short red dress and black stilettos, this look was definitely going to get me a man tonight. I ordered a dirty martini and sat down on the barstool, my eyes scanned the bar to look for any hot male who could keep me company tonight and there were some nice ones to pick from. But I had my eye on one. He was over by the pool table, he was dressed casually but he looked dark and mysterious and that drew me to him. But just as I'm about to approach him, he goes outside. I follow him outside, my hills quietly clicked on the pavement, and my breath closed around me. Goosebumps broke out over my skin, and I wished I had
—Tristan— I drove through the gates of the warehouse, waving to my paid guards as I sped by. They were heavily armed and on the top of their game. I slammed on the brakes, almost forgetting to turn off the car before I got out. “¿Dónde está la chica?” I demanded. Diego used his thumb to point behind him. “Ella está ahí, senor.” “Why the fuck didn’t you leave her?” Diego’s face paled. “She knew how we were. Saw an exchange. She’d report us.” I clenched my teeth and shook my head. “So your genius idea was to bring her here?” I waved my hand in the air. There was no point in questioning Diego. It was already done. Now I had to clean up the mess. I pushed past him. “Let me speak to her.” Carl opened the door and flicked on the light. It hummed, slowly growing brighter and brighter. I narrowed my eyes and was surprised by what I saw. The woman wasn’t anything like I expected. She was feminine and pretty, with soft bro
—Ellie— Tristan leads me to a grand guestroom and tells me that someone will be up shortly with clothes for me, and then he locks me in the room and I'm pretty sure that there is a guard in front of the door. So i can't escape that way. I check the windows but they are bars on them, I check the one in the bathroom but its to high. If i jump from there ill surely die. I resign myself to the fact that I won't be escaping this night and have a shower. As I step out of the room in a fluffy white robe. I notice a bag on the bed, there's a blue dress inside, and i recognize the designers name this dress cost more than my rent, I can't wear this. I put it back in the bag and leaned back on the pillows. My mind fought off sleep with fear. I knew I couldn’t stay awake forever. How long would it be until someone realized I was missing? I had two weeks of vacation. There was a knock on the door. Tristan opened the door. “Is the dress the wrong
—Tristan— I couldn’t get Ellie Morgan off my mind. She was fighting a mixture of emotions, from stubbornness to sheer terror. I couldn’t put my finger on what exactly it was about her that made her so appealing. As soon as I saw her, I wanted her. I closed my eyes and tipped my head up into the water. She was just one woman. How much trouble could she be? I dreamed about Ellie, about her tied up in the closet, with her dress riding up around her waist, her pussy peeking out from between her smooth thighs. She was bound, writhing around on the dirty closet floor in the warehouse. The dream shifted, and she was in my bed, hands bound above her to the headboard. My cock was hard, pushing against the seam of my jeans, begging to push inside of her. She struggled when I moved closer, shoving me away. Her complete execrate for me so obvious it was tangible. It turned me on even more. She called my name when I parted her legs, pushing between
—Tristan— “What do you want?” she spat, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. She got off but stayed there, glaring at me. “What do you want?” she repeated. Truthfully, I didn’t know what I wanted other than knowing I had to see her. I longed to touch her, to slowly slide my hardness into her wet pussy. I knew that wouldn’t happen…not yet. So I guess what I wanted then was just to push her and see how hard she pushed back. I just gave her a devilish smile, one that came over my face subconsciously. If I flashed a woman that smile at a club, she would make a bee-line to me in just seconds. “The guards said you were quiet all day.” She shook her head then shrugged. “It’s not like I have a choice.” “I hope you can see that my hands are tied here, Ellie.” She stared at me then heavily sighed. “That doesn’t mean I have to like it. Or you,” she added quickly. “You don’t have to like me,” I said. “Just listen to me. I really don’t want