“When did you get here?” I asked. In other words, how much did he hear just now?“Since the ‘nice to meet you’ part,” Hayden replied before grinning at me. Isn’t that like…right at the beginning? Great, so he heard everything. “Did talking to my dead brother help you make up your mind?” Hayden asked and I wasn’t sure if he was being sarcastic or not. “Not really…” I mumbled in reply. “Why did you come here?” he asked.“That’s a really good question actually. I haven’t been sleeping well lately and somehow, I ended up driving here. What about you? You come here when you can’t sleep, right?” I said before smiling at him.The atmosphere between us seemed to have settled down peacefully. I wondered if it was the same with Hayden. Was something troubling him again? “Something like that,” he replied vaguely. “Oh right. The building manager called me to pick up the painting that you left,” I said. “Of course, she did. I left a note saying that it was for you,” Hayden said like it was
Hayden pushed his cock into me, and I cried out at the feeling of fulfillment of having his cock ploughing into my body. The thick head of his cock stretched my opening and stroked my pussy walls as it entered deeper into my love tunnel. He was filling me up and I felt so satisfied to be joined with him once again. It had been too long. For the first time, it was clear to me that I regretted all the time that we’ve wasted by being apart. I wanted him so much that I felt like I could never get enough of him and the feel of his cock beating into me, fast and hard. Hayden’s other hand supported my buttocks as he thrusted his hips against me, ramming his cock in and out of my hole. His thickness stretched me as his length filled me. We grinded our hips together as we mated wildly. My pussy clenched around his thickness as I tried to suck him even deeper into my love hole. Hayden groaned close to my ear while he started moving faster. Our passionate moans and the lewd wet sounds of his s
His cock stirred my wetness as it rammed repeatedly against my womb and the pleasure spots deep inside of my hole. I moaned and panted as I began wrapping my legs around his hips. His hands slipped underneath my buttocks before he lifted my hips off the bed so that he could pound deeper and harder into my cunt. It wasn’t long before I came again, crying out his name at my release. Hayden seemed like he hasn’t had enough and proceeded to flip me onto my stomach before he entered me once again from behind. I lifted my hips as his thick shaft began pounding into me from a different angle than before. It felt different and very amazing. His movements were aggressive and wild like an animal’s as he mated with me. His hands moved to fondle my tits while his cock rammed in and out of me like he couldn’t bear to stop. I came once again, and it felt like I was going to black out from the intensity of my own orgasm. Hayden was sweating so much that his sweat was dripping onto my back. I knew
Hayden looked down at me before he licked his wet lips. It was a very seductive sight and my heart tightened. “I’m putting in some last-minute effort to make sure that the answer turns out in my favor,” Hayden said with a sly grin. I had to admit that he was a very persuasive person…“I don’t mind being part of the mafia if I get to live with you…” I said as I looked him squarely in the eyes. Hopefully he understands my condition. “Is that what you’ve decided?” he asked as if to make sure. “Yes, it is…” I replied decisively. There was a brief moment of silence as it seemed like Hayden was waiting for my words to sink in. “Welcome to the family,” Hayden said with a bright smile. I laughed along with him and his adorable joke. I couldn’t help but wonder if this makes me an official mafia gang member or something. Hayden hugged me closer to him tightly and I wrapped my arms around his back. He began kissing the side of my neck and then his hands were quickly on my breasts. I hear
Why didn’t I realize this earlier? It was just like my brain not to remember something so important when I needed to remember it. It’s like they say, if you’re looking for something you won’t find it but when you’re not looking for it anymore, it’ll just pop out at you. “I remember now. If I’m not wrong your father said that he was looking for Jack Witman when he ran into me in my town. That was the first time that I met you father,” I told Hayden. It was then that I realized that the old man probably knew something about me all along. I would be a fool to believe that he simply ran into me in that small town completely by coincidence. Who is Jack Witman and what does he have to do with me? “I see. Old man was probably checking to see if you knew anything about Jack and about yourself,” Hayden said without showing any signs that he was surprised. “What do you mean?” I asked quickly. “Let me tell you a story from when I was younger…” Hayden replied calmly before smiling reassuring
“But what does all of that have to do with me?” I asked when Hayden seemed to arrive at a good place to pause in his story. I understood from the story that Hayden and Ethan were childhood friends and that Jack took care of them. They were both fond of this Jack person but what does that have to do with anything? “Quite a lot actually. You see, Jack Witman is your father,” Hayden said as if it was no big deal. HUH?! Impossible…“No…my father…” I began denying. “He changed his name. Everything about him that you remember is nothing more than a cover. His name, his identity, his looks, how he dressed, his job. Everything was fabricated. What you saw was his second attempt at life, one where he deemed would be more suitable for you to be raised,” Hayden explained swiftly. “That’s impossible. My father had nothing to do with the mafia. He was just an honest businessman who always worked hard,” I stated firmly. “That’s what you saw but before that he was Jack Witman. The right-hand m
“That’s right. My old man paid for all the ransom and waved it off as your father borrowing from him. The debt contract that my old man showed you was drafted and signed then. I don’t know this for sure, but my father probably didn’t want any of the money back. To him, he was just helping out a friend. Back then the Torex business isn’t the size that it is today so that money was a significant amount,” Hayden explained before grinning at me. “I never knew this. Your father showed me a clause in the contract that I had to marry a member of the gang of his choice…” I said as I recalled the day that the boss showed me the debt contract. “My father wanted us to get married. He still does. However, he was the only one who supported and understood your father’s decision to cut all ties with the mafia. The contract was signed in your parent’s new name too because of that. My father was probably the only one who knew of Jack’s new identity,” Hayden continued to explain. One thing for sure
“Hayden…is it really true?” I asked through my sobs. Somehow, I knew that Hayden wouldn’t be lying about something like this. Ethan’s father killed my parents and if I had been in that car that day just like I usually would have been, then he would have succeeded in killing me too. “Let’s stop for today. I don’t think you can take anymore…” Hayden said decisively as he reached out and started stroking my head comfortingly.That tender and loving action only made my tears fall faster than before as it reminded me of the gentle touch of my mother and the kind words of my father. Hayden pulled me softly against his chest and wrapped his arms around my body. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried into the crook of his neck. Hayden stroked my back comfortingly as he whispered sweet words of comfort to me. At that moment, I could understand a little why Hayden thought that perhaps it would have been better to keep me forever in the dark. Knowing the truth hurts so muc