The Silent Vow

Beck’s point of view

J and his team were miracle workers, in the few hours they had I was pampered with a deep conditioning of my naturally curly hair, mani/pedi, a facial, and J with those magic hands of there’s cut my hair to encourage my natural curl pattern. They showed me how to style my hair like I had always dreamed. And taught me how to apply a whole new makeup routine to accentuate the features I loved most about my face, my eyes. I hugged them all and stopped J, I hugged them tight and with so much gratitude in my voice…

“Thank you J, you have helped me to see my beauty again. Words can not express the gratitude I have for you and your team.”

J smiled and replied “Bitch your gorgeous, you just need a little help remembering. And I’m definitely going to take you up on a place to stay while in Boston…” they turned and started walking away, calling over there shoulder “The master isn’t done with their muse!”

It was almost time for the car to pick me up, I stood in front of the mirror in awe of the reflection looking back. It was me, but lighter. The years of neglecting myself for the sake of my family and career had taken such a toll on me, visible in my graying hair. J had tried to convince me to dye my silver strands, but truth be told I actually loved them. I’d earned every single one and was proud to be my natural self. Wow, who knew a makeover would have brought back so much confidence to me. I snapped a picture and sent off a text to my babies, I missed them immensely, but I needed this.

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Henry’s point of view

I was on my way over to pick up Rebecca, I would be lying to myself if I said I wasn’t excited to see what J had done. They were the best of the best, part of the reason I had them training the resort staff. But when it came to Rebecca they were the only one I trusted.

I phoned her villa, hearing her voice come across “H-Hello?” She said with a nervousness.

“I’m pulling up now, we have a short boat ride so bring a cardigan” I instructed her “come on out when you’re ready beautiful”. I hung up the phone reminding myself that no matter what she was off limi…I swallowed hard… limits…

Rebecca had stepped out wearing an off the shoulder full length jacket that clasped with a corset around her breast and snatched waist. She had a leather skirt that hugged her curves in all the right places, how could anyone call her unattractive. “Fu€k” I whispered as my dick jumped against my trousers, I reached don’t and gave him a hard squeeze. “Off Limits” I spoke to myself. She was wearing my 2 favorite colors, black and red; her hair was styled to showcase the side of her neck and ear with natural curls cascading down her back. I smile as I see she kept her natural hair color, the silver looks gorgeous on her. I get out of the car and lock eyes with her, I see the spark coming back and my god I don’t know how, but she’s more beautiful then before. I study her face, she’s not like most woman who come out of a makeover with makeup plastered on her face. The only way to know she’s wearing makeup is here eyes, a Smokey seductive look that doesn’t over shadow her natural beauty and spotlights her amazing golden green eyes. I can’t help but notice her biting the inside of her lip under my intense stare… “oh baby girl what are you doing to me?!” I mumbled under my breath so she wouldn’t hear.

“Rebecca I didn’t know it was possible, your beauty is like no other, you look stunning.” Breaking the silence with my deep voice as I try my best to hide the lust in my tone. “Shall we?” I asked as I extended my hand to help her in the car. As I helped her in the car I chanted in my head “she’s off limits, off limits, off limits!” This was going to be the longest dinner of my life.

I took my seat across from Rebecca, it always shocks my guests the interior of this particular car. I order a custom Mercedes AMG-S63E with Limo seating a few years ago, I used it for important business meetings when I was trying to impress a business partner. I never used it for personal use like I was tonight, but in this case Rebecca deserved to be treated as a queen. Even when it must remain plutonic.

“You did so well yesterday, I want to acknowledge the amount of pain you’ve endured. You’re a beautiful Warrior, any man would be lucky to have you as their partner, don’t ever cut yourself down again for anyone.” Every word I spoke was the truth, I watched as she blinked away tears. Like she’d never had someone truly appreciate her. No one had ever loved or appreciated her resilience.

“Thank you Henry” she spoke softly “thank you for giving me a safe space to fall apart” her voice quivering “that’s not something I’m used to.” She said with a sadness and gratitude.

She looked away trying to hide the tear that were threatening to escape her eyes, blinking them away rapidly. This woman was breaking down the steel walls that encased my heart without trying or knowing. All I wanted to do was scoop her up and protect her, but that wasn’t what she needed and this is about Rebecca. Off limits or not, I will be her safe place from this day forward…