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Tiffany I made sure the black scarf covered most of my face, and if that was not enough, the massive Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses on my nose ought to do something. And if that was not enough, then the huge hat on my head ought to do something. And if, of course, that was not enough, then the face mask that covered half of my face ought to keep me as incognito as possible. Unfortunately, the police officer in charge of visitations was not having it."I'm going to need your face if I'm going to identify you."I pulled off my hat, kept the scarf, and pulled down the face mask before smiling brightly at her in a way that was much similar to the passport photo I took for my driver's license. "You're good," the police officer said, clearing me for the visit. She picked up one of those old landline phones, pressed a few numbers, and waited for a moment, tapping her terrible nails on the table.It was bad, I thought to myself. A part of me genuinely wanted to help her with a manicure, but peop
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Iris…I woke up to the sound of Orchard’s voice.I knew it was him without opening my eyes but I couldn't tell what he was saying.My brain felt foggy and weird, and I was hurting everywhere, especially my hips, head and hand.I laid in silence for as I waited for my brain to boot.Orchard was anything but gentleman like, last night m. He made me cum so many times, I couldn’t believe it was possible to have multiple orgasms in such a short span of time.After a few minutes, I could decipher another sound, like a beep, coming at intervals.It sounded sort of like an alarm clock.I could also hear Orchard clearly."...I’ve told you, I have tons of important stuff to attend to today, I won’t be coming to work."He mumbled some other words, but I was too tired to decipher the rest of the things he said.I fell asleep again, and the next time I opened my eyes, I saw Orchard sitting by my bedside with a towel draped around his waist. He held my hand, but was careful not to wake me.The bee
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Dave They said I had an ego the size of the ocean, but that’s not what I thought. A man had to do everything necessary to make a name for himself, and I, clearly being the first son of my father, was no exception. The company was simply the beginning—at least of what my father trusted me with. According to him, he would give me more, but it wasn’t enough. Which was why I favored the underground. Currently, I sat staring at the signature green-colored poker table. The dealer had already dealt the cards. The four extra people playing with me had already laid their chips. I smiled and then suddenly remembered that I had to keep my poker face on, ensuring they didn’t see it. “All in,” I said, shoving all the chips I had—only about $30,000 worth—into the middle of the table, knowing I had it in the bag. Roger was the first to plop down his cards, a rather dejected look in his eyes. One by one, the rest of them followed, showing their hands. Of course, in the end, I was the clear w
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Dave"Just come out and say it," I mumbled, finding it rather difficult to cool the curiosity that rose inside me. I hated being put on the spot, and this was a prime example. “He talked. He spoke to the detective, okay? They interrogated him, and he talked. He opened his mouth and spilled all the secrets. I don’t know what it is—I couldn’t stick around to find out—but I know it’s bad enough,” she said with a smirk. “Fuck,” I muttered, balling my hands into fists, deciding I was done being here and that outside was better off. “Where are you going?” “You might not seem to understand this,” I said. “Maybe you’ve had your head in the clouds too much.” I brushed her hand off me. “That doesn’t explain anything!” she said, yelling after me. “You’re literally running from your problems! Can we talk about this?” “No,” I said, grabbing the door handle and walking outside. *** There was a quiet little bar quite far from home. It was a place where no one knew who I was. A place
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Iris’ PovI glanced up from where I was sitting on the bed, tucking my legs beneath me. He answered quickly, speaking in an unfamiliar tone with the person on the line.Whoever the person was, they had to be important, cause Orchard rarely smiled, and when he did, it had to be for something important or someone.I watched his closely, paying attention to his body language and facial expression. I could tell the conversation had shifted from a light one to a deep one, but I had no idea who could put Orchard on his toes and still make him feel relieved.I tried not to eavesdrop, but his soft chuckle pulled my attention. Orchard wasn’t the type to laugh freely. It was rare, and when it happened, it felt special, like a gift meant only for those closest to him. Hearing it now, directed at someone else, made me feel… off.I looked down at my hands, picking at my nails as the sound of his laughter filled the room. I told myself it was nothing, that I was being ridiculous. But that tiny, gna
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Iris“Iris , what do you mean by we shouldn’t be doing this?” Orchard asked, walking towards me.“We need this.” I flashed the condom I had retrieved from the drawer and Orchard’s face turned into a smile .“You know, we don’t necessarily,” I pressed my lips to his before he could finish his statement. “Yes we do.”The sound of torn paper reached my ears, causing me to peel my gaze open once again so I could stare at him.He tossed the wrap away and spent the next few seconds fitting his impressive length into the condom. Staring in anticipation, I saw a smirk line his lips. I felt like a meal, laid open and ready to be devoured; and with Orchard, it might as well have been the best thing any woman should feel.Suddenly, he turned me over so I came on top of him. Orchard relaxed his bare back against the sheets and pulled my thighs to straddle him. For a few seconds, he met my gaze, as though to ask one more time if I was sure of this.I appreciated his consideration, but all I wanted
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OrchardThe morning air was crisp, and the faint scent of rain lingered as I stepped out of the car. I couldn’t help but smile.There was something invigorating about mornings like this—cool, promising, and full of possibility. The towering glass building of my office gleamed in the sunlight, its reflection stretching down the street like an endless promise of success.As I walked through the revolving doors, the rhythmic clicks of my shoes on the polished marble floor echoed in the vast lobby. The receptionist, Anna, greeted me with her usual cheerful smile.“Good morning, Mr. Orchard,” she said, her voice warm and welcoming.“Morning, Anna. How’s everything today?” I replied, adjusting the lapel of my jacket.“Busy, as always. But that’s how we like it,” she said with a wink.I chuckled lightly, nodding in agreement. The elevator ride to the 12th floor felt shorter than usual, and soon I was stepping into my office. The space was just as I’d left it the night before—tidy and bathed
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DaveMy mind screamed at the same time. It was a strange mixture, I decided—an active mind and a frozen body were not going to get things done. Calm yourself. Calm down, I told myself as I bit my tongue, forcing my body to move at last. Ivan turned around, placing his heavy hand on my shoulder and then grabbing the chair not so far from me, pulling it towards me. “Please, let me go, Ivan.” I pleaded. “I promise you, I’d get you your money, you just have to trust me. I’ll pay you, I just need some more time.”“Time? Time?” He snapped. “All I have given you is time, but somehow I still haven’t gotten my money. While you continue to throw lavish parties. I’m afraid, I have ran out of options, Dave. You either pay me my money now or you pay with your life.”“Please.” My voice was barely a whisper.“We’ve had a good time now, yes?” he smiled, his very Russian accent thick. “Listen—” I began, but he shook his head. “I’m not listening to you. You owe me.” “How can I get my money
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Tiffany I watched Dave. Not because I was beginning to quite enjoy stalking, but just watching him, and I knew that he was hiding something. They say every woman knows when a man is doing something like that, and I was no stranger to this. After all, I had been on the receiving end. "Let’s just try one more time," I told myself as I crawled into bed beside him and reached him. "Not right now," he said, confirming my suspicions. Until now, he was practically hanging off the edge. I wanted to spite him just a little bit. I felt like it, and he would deserve it in some ways. But somehow, even as I watched him shift within me, I told myself to just let it go. I hugged myself into a ball. It was a strange thing, I thought. Admitting it was even stranger. But my sister didn’t even really get the nicest things, men included. If not for me, Dave would still be with her. And probably, if you thought about it really deeply, if not for me, in the next few months, Orchard would still be
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Iris My dad placed a hand on my leg, squeezing—a strange kind of contact, I decided. When was the last time he ever touched me? When was the last time I felt the warmth of his hand or the worry in his voice? "I'll be fine," I said. "You know what? Just… let's drop it," I added, using the opportunity to wiggle myself out of his grasp. At that instance, my phone buzzed. Reacting to the activity, my hand dove into my bag, and I pulled it out. It was my mother-in-law. "Iris," she wrote. "I found this really funny article online, and a few of my friends were talking about it the other day, you know, about your mother. I believe Chameleia was her name or something like that? Yeah, they mentioned how she was quite popular... I know this might sound weird—I mean, she was your mom—but they say your mom was sort of like a prostitute. I just wanted to confirm and tell them off, you know, tell them that it wasn’t true. But I already did! I already told them it was impossible, someone like
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Iris "You see, your grandfather on your mother’s side died young, but not before making my marriage to your mother a pain every step of the way. When we started the company, he didn’t see us as those who cared much. In fact, he didn’t. She begged him for support, but he gave nothing, so we had to look for money on our own to start. "She would be the one talking to people because, Lord knows, I was bad at that. But she was pleasant, you know. You have the same smile," he said suddenly, catching me off guard. "She could convince anyone to do anything, and so she was the one mostly going out, looking for investors. We made quite a team," he said. "Until, you know, the decline started, and everything seemed as though it was all rubbish." He stayed silent suddenly, breathing in and out heavily. This is my moment, I thought. I needed to tell him about Dave. "Dad," I said, calling him what I used to way back when I was younger and when our relationship was less rocky. "Dave," I said
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IrisThis was the last place I wanted to be, especially after the events of the past few days, but I needed to pay my respect. Being normal of a graveyard, there wasn’t much activity. But I found a familiar car just as he reached the parking lot. Then again, it could also just be my mind playing tricks on me, but I waved it off. The closer I got to Mom’s grave, the more I felt a rather impending feeling, something strange was going to happen. As if the thing with Dave wasn’t bad enough, whatever fate was about to throw at me again, I didn’t think I was much ready for it. I reached Mom’s grave and nearly screamed out loud. Of course, I mean, everything wasn’t fine. It wasn’t just the flowers, though. The entire place had been unearthed, looked on, touched. In fact, the only problem had arrived in the person in front of it. It was the hunched figure of my own father. “What are you doing here?” I asked, too angry to hide my disdain. He stood, glaring. “I wouldn’t see you in
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IrisI sat still in front of my mirror, staring at my reflection. My breath, strangely enough, came out in short pants as though I had been running for my life—but I had, in my dreams, that is. I had been running from him, eager to get away—Dave, that is. Granted, it was quite satisfactory seeing him get beat up like that, but the way he crawled across the battlefield, reaching for me, was a little too much. My husband, however, had been as comforting as possible, pulling me into a hug and keeping me still through the night with my head placed on his chest, listening to his heartbeat until I was lulled by it to sleep. "Work today?" I heard him ask someone behind me. My eyes finally went out of focus, away from my reflection, and found him standing in front of the long floor-to-ceiling window with his arms folded across his chest. "No. Today is…" I turned away from him and looked down at the top of my vanity. Somehow, my words felt caught in my throat as an inexplicable feeling
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Orchard I didn't know why my mind kept going back to Iris. But it did. If not for Richard in front of me constantly reminding me of stuff, I would’ve, of course, forgotten. But I did, didn't I? Or was it yesterday? "Focus," Robert snapped his fingers in front of me. "Your nice little weekend getaway cost us too much." "What now?" "Sozo," Robert replied. "Some idiot is causing some trouble. I don’t know who. Looks like Russians for some lotteries and—" Suddenly, it hit me at that point. There was a Russian at my mom's party. Did that have anything to do with it? "Can I take a break?" "No," Richard and Robert answered at the same time. "Do you two have a strange fetish for watching me work myself to death?" Richard raised his eyebrows. "You’re not dead, and you’re not going to die. At least not unless you’re Hades yourself. Well, last time I checked, you’re not it, Golden Boy." Just as I was about to hit him with a retort, a phone call snapped me out of it—from an u
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Iris"Don't look at me like that. I mean it," he said. "I still love you." Suddenly, I found myself chuckling. I was definitely being pranked. The sheer humor was underhanded, perhaps much needed, and, if anything, low but understandable. After all, it would seem Dave was still very interested in pranking me. "Funny," I said, catching my breath as finally my mind was taken off the attempted kidnap. "I'm not lying. I'm not joking. I'm not trying to be funny." Dave grabbed me roughly by the arm. In that moment, I felt the same feeling of revulsion, almost as though Dave stunk. He stung to the point where my body recoiled, and I had no choice but to scoot further into the bed. "Don't touch me," I said, holding up a hand. "You've lost your right," I said. "Long ago, you lost that right. If I need to remind you of why and how you lost it, then you're an even bigger idiot than I thought." "I'm not an idiot," he stated harshly. "Is it wrong for a man to change his mind?" His
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Iris"Only a matter of time now," my mother-in-law had muttered when she came back a few days ago, and those words seemed to echo in my mind. But instead of leaving me breathlessly shy, I simply blushed and turned my eyes away from hers. Even remembering it now, in the car, was bad enough. "How was work?" his voice came to me over the phone. "Same old, same old," I mumbled. "Can’t wait to get home and pull off these shoes," I said, wiggling my toes in my heels despite how impossible it was. "Can’t wait to take off the shoes and other things too," I said with a smile as suggestive as I could, even though he couldn’t see me. "Are you thinking what I’m thinking?" His question was slow, his voice low, sparking easy memories. I smiled. "It’s easy enough to guess what you’re thinking," I said when suddenly the smile fell. I hadn’t told him about Dave and meeting him. That was bad enough. That alone had caused no small amount of guilt to eat away at me. But it wasn’t as though I’
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Tiffany As fun as the trip was, it came to an end a little too quickly, but only one question had remained resounding several times in my mind, even as I slept after we came back. "Give the company to me," Dave had said. "Transfer your rights as acting president. Of course, I understand your father is the CEO." "Can we stop?" I interrupted him, grabbing his hand. "We're supposed to be enjoying ourselves." His face fell. Did I make a mistake talking? Should I have just let him continue? "It's okay," he said. But of course, I knew it wasn’t okay. I knew by the way he looked at me that he wasn’t happy. Dave was pissed about something, and it was my fault. Even after we had gotten back home, things were strangely strained between the both of us. It was like a rubber band that had grown slack several times over, and we were trying our best to shrink it back to size. I simply decided to let it wait, thinking maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. "Can we talk?" Dave suddenly
