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I'm trying to convince myself that she didn't do drugs. It's too much for me to think that Kate would do that. I don't want to judge her, but if she did use any chemicals, it was to abort, and that's terribly pessimistic.-"Mrs. Donneli," I'm interrupted from my thoughts when Taylor calls me. He's standing respectfully next to me, and I haven't seen him before.-"yes" I answer.-"Mr. Donneli asked me to take her to Escala" he says.What? Is Ethan crazy? How can I go home and leave Kate?-"I'm going to the hospital," I say decisively. It's not like this is debatable.-"Yes, ma'am," Taylor confirms. Her easy acceptance surprises me, I was expecting a debate.I look into the room and see that the paramedics have finished strapping her to the stretcher. It's depressing to see her in this state and not be able to do anything but intercede.Taylor and I make room for the two men to pass carrying the stretcher, while the other writes down a few things on a pad.I hope everything is okay with
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-"Hi," I whisper to get her attention. She lifts her head and smiles when she sees me.-"Angelic" her soft voice because of the recent events does not hide her gratitude. I walk closer to her bed and sit on the edge of the stretcher, keeping my distance and being careful not to hurt her in any way.-"The doctor didn't tell me much. What happened? Did you bring me?" She fires her questions at me. Obviously, her inquisitorial voice is lost in fatigue.-"You didn't answer my calls, so I decided to visit you. And when I arrived, you know" I say.-"I was passed out," she adds. Her gaze falls back to her intertwined fingers. She's not happy with her attitude either. Well, far be it from me to lecture her.-"It was impulsive and immature, but..." Kate begins, but I interrupt her by raising my left hand.-"What's done is done. I'm not here to beat the shit out of you, you don't owe me an explanation" I mutter.I don't want to take on a responsibility that isn't mine. Elliot is already pissed
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-"That's it, baby. Feel me," Ethan murmurs. I can feel his member throb as it's fully inside me.He pulls out of me, and comes back and penetrates me with intensity. With the impact of his thrust, my body goes back and forth.I close my eyes. My senses are heightened when I'm unable to see. God knows how much I love this man, how much I love feeling him hard inside my body.Ethan begins a sequence of slow, deep strokes. I'm sure I'll be sore tomorrow!It's not like love, there's no softness and tenderness, it's all about fucking. People need variety, and thanks to Ethan, we have at least fifty options. I like it when we make love, fast or slow, I like it when we fuck, light or hard. I just like it because it's with him.His thrusts maintain a deliciously deep rhythm. With each thrust, his body slams against mine.-"Come on, Angelic. Cum with me," Ethan says through clenched teeth.His words are my undoing. I release myself for and with him. Ethan cums inside me, releasing his hot liqu
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-"So, Angelic, when are you and Ethanna going to give me grandchildren?" Grace asks her million-dollar question. Where are the preambles?Even Mia, who had been focused on her phone until then, turns an expectant look to me. I feel a blush creep up my cheeks.-”I’ll get us some tea” Mia announces.Saved by the bell!She leaves the room, leaving only me, Grace, and one question to be answered. Damn!-"oh, I don't know, we haven't talked about it" I answer as vaguely as I can.Eat from the edges if you can't reach the beginning.-"Don't they talk? But do you want to be a mother?" I ask. I haven't asked myself this question yet. Do I want to? Maybe not if Ethan doesn't want to.-"We will have a lifetime ahead of us to know what we really want," I reply.-”You’re right, Angelic,” Grace observes.I was a bit philosophical, but it's the truth. We won't lack time.Mia returns with a metal tray containing two white cups. She leaves one cup with her mother, and the other with me. Mia is obviou
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-"call my name" He orders as he hits me, this time, on the left buttock.-”ah, Chris…” I am unable to complete.-”Ethan” I shout between rapid breaths.He leans over my body, and reaches for my loose hair strewn across the table. Ethan gathers my strands around his wrist, and tugs my hair gently, using just the slightest force, just enough to make me lift my head.-”Ethan” I moan his name.He penetrates me fast, relentless, strong. With one hand on my waist and the other holding my hair, I am held in the desired place.So we can make love or we can just fuck We can get romantic, dirty dancing,(So we can make love or we can just fuck We can be romantic, dance dirty)Ethan continues to thrust hard a few more times. His member hits a sweet spot inside me, so deep that I can feel the vibration of his body. I close my eyes as I reach my climax, cumming and moaning incoherently.-”Angelic” Ethan calls my name as he accompanies me on the path to perdition. He cums hard as he pulls my hair
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Ethan…-”Hi,” he murmurs. My smile widens at the sound of his voice. God! I’m obsessed with this man.-”Hi,” I reply. He kisses the top of my head affectionately.-"Mia and I spent an exorbitant amount of your money," I inform him. I don't want him to be surprised when he sees the bank statement. I even feel embarrassed. I spent almost my monthly salary in one day.-"It's not my money, it's ours," Ethan says indifferently. Yes, in theory, it's ours.I turn to face his expression. His blue linen shirt with the top two buttons undone, his hair disheveled, his eyes eager. How can I stay focused?-"Doesn't this bother you?" I ask. Personally, I would hate to have a capitalist as a wife.-”should I?” Bastard... beautiful... hot.-"You should kiss me," I say. Fuck the rest!Ethan advances on me, without blinking, placing his hands on my waist, pulling my body towards him. He caresses my lips with his, asking for entrance. Gently, I let his tongue enter my mouth and possess me.The familiar
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I hear an archaic melody playing on the piano. Ethan is playing something really depressing, and I don't blame him. The notes are low, as if the music is a personal feeling.I leave the closet, intending to brush my hair in the bathroom and go back to bed. Maybe a night's sleep could improve my mood. However, the piano notes gain a space inside me, a sad space. I am prevented from moving, I just observe what it wants to tell me through the melody.I open the bedroom door cautiously and walk silently into the living room. It's okay to let him say in person what the music doesn't. I lean against the side wall of the stairs, and stare at him playing softly.What do we need to do to be well?-"Don't hate me," Ethan pleads. My heart tightens. I truly can't see him like this. How could I hate him?-”Can take this heart, love it or break on the parts. Love me or leave here” He sings in a low voice, while playing using both hands.'You can take this heart, love it or break it into pieces. Lov
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I sit on the bed and think about everything that happened yesterday. Charlotte's words, the sex, Ethan's declaration of love... It all happened so fast, I didn't even have time to think, or rather, I didn't have time to process it all in my head.Maybe talking to Kate will help me clear my head. I grab my blackberry from the nightstand and, in the contact list, I press “call” when I find the number.-"Hi, Angelic," Kate says as she answers on the second ring. It seems she's okay after all.-"Hello. How are you guys?" I murmur referring to her and the baby.-”Okay. Oh, we have an appointment today, do you want to come with me?” she asks. My heart races with anticipation. What will a baby-focused appointment be like? I think it’s more than exciting.-"I'll love it. What time?" I ask.-"At two o'clock. But you won't bring your security, we don't need a babysitter!" she says in a nasty tone. I can see her rolling her eyes in disapproval.-"I'll talk to Ethan," I say to reassure her. God k
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You fucking psychotic son of a bitch!I think about staying still so I don't give him what he wants. My obedience and submission. I turn my face when he's close enough to kiss me.I just chose the hard way.No, I can't allow Jack to touch me and do everything he plans without a fight. He's a maniac! I'd say I gave him what he asked for, at the very least! Not to mention the disgust I would feel for my own body when I remembered his hands on me and me... me allowing it.Fuck it! Let him hurt me, but he won't do it easily.-"This isn't going to end well, Jack. Let me go, please," I beg, in one last attempt. My face still tilted to the right. Blood dripping directly onto the floor. Our breaths are fast and heavy.He opens his mouth to mutter a response, but is stopped by the noise, now truly impossible to ignore. I wasn't hallucinating!Along with the noise, the door of the house is knocked to the ground. With the recent scare, Jack lets go of me and I fall, unable to stay standing on my
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-"The current location?" I dare ask. I'm not surprised he needed pressure to get the woman to talk.-"Yes, sir. Hyde and Mrs. Lincoln are in a Parksville car cemetery on I-5, twenty miles away from the Cruze that was used for the kidnapping." The last word sends a shiver through my body, sending my soul to hell for a few seconds.-"Does Welch know?"-"He and Barney are doing the course analysis, sir."-"contact Detective Clark before sending any men to the address. It could be a setup."-"Yes, sir. We'll be ready for that, too," Taylor states in a way that only he could do to give me confidence.-"Excellent"-"I'd like to do this my way, before I contact Clark. I know types like Hyde in a way he'd never understand." His tone doesn't disguise the hint of emotion, finally free to act on his own terms.-"Okay, Taylor. Call me when you're ready to act," I command. The feeling of control is back in me, and I'm the fucking master of this ship.-"I will, Mr. Donneli. Welch is doing the plann
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Feel you here forever You and me together, nothing gets better.(When I lay with you I could stay there, close my eyes Feel you here forever You and me together, nothing is better)**CHRISTIAN POVMy cell phone vibrates on the table in recognition of a call. I answer, knowing it's Welch with some information I don't yet have.-"Donneli" I say when I answer.-"Mr. Donneli, I've been in touch with the guys I know, well, in the counterfeiting business." He seems hesitant, perhaps because he's confessing to his boss that he has access to this type of person.I don't give a fucking shit.-"And…" I encourage.-"Did any of them recognize the car?" I continue asking.-"Yeah, a crooked mechanic from California. Los Angeles, to be specific. Denney Cooper recognized the plate, and admitted to having it made for some strange guy. Almost six feet tall, dark hair, military build, and an unmistakable tattoo. Something about a bow and arrow on his arm." I listen carefully and take in the man's f
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Upon entering his wife's office, to his sudden surprise, Ethan found it empty. Taylor accompanied him, to make sure that events were occurring correctly, as usual. The man became desperate, and the worst thoughts about Jack haunted his mind. His inability to say or do anything was obvious, because somewhere, his wife was with a maniac.-"Gather your men and search for her in every possible place in the city," he growled at Taylor, who immediately fished his BlackBerry out of his pocket to begin his mission. It was a matter of necessity for both of them. He walked away from his boss as he started a call, barking orders and commands, as he knew he should.At that moment, Ethan swore to himself that he would kill Jack if he caused harm to Angelic.'Doesn't the son of a bitch get tired of tormenting us?' He thought to himself, at the height of his anguish.Taylor, after his call, walked towards the furiously possessed man to inform him of the recent news.-"They're checking the building's
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- "Now, let's go to your office," she asks politely, as if I had any other alternative. I turn to the exit, and, just in case, she puts her gun back up. Maybe the possibility of another failure in the plan could screw up a lot of things. I walk out of the meeting room in calm steps, followed by Beatrice. The only sound made is our shoes hitting the floor. My heels make louder sounds, due to my apprehension, which becomes worse considering the emptiness on the third floor. Hanna is also not at her desk, and, before shit happened, I missed her in the meeting room. When I reach my office, I open the door so we can go in. The lights are purposely off. I turn on the light, pretending not to be scared by Beatrice's presence. She comes in behind me, and, seeing that there is no need to keep cocking her gun, she puts away the gun. - "Do you want money?" I ask. Mrs. Ethan Donnelly would be a gold mine for any lunatic son of a bitch! Why else would I have a woman with a gun in my office? -"i
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Angelic POV●●SIP After finishing the call with Ethan, I throw my BlackBerry on the table, which, by the way, is full of papers. How could I go home when I have tons of manuscripts? I look at the Macbook, which is on, open to the electronic page of my daily agenda. Today, I have a meeting about finances, which is completely unavoidable! I open the first drawer of my desk and put my personal objectives, such as a bag, glasses and cell phone, in it. The meeting will start in twenty minutes, but I know that the senior editors have their clocks ahead, and at that moment, they should be in the room. I am, ironically, twenty minutes late! I get up from the table and leave the office. Before that, I check my wristwatch, which shows 6:30 pm. I will do my best to keep the meeting short. I close the door to my office to avoid any unforeseen events later. Hanna is not at her desk, so I assume she is in the kitchen making some coffee, the only shit that keeps people confined for hours in a ro
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-"You showed competence and responsibility as director of fiction at SIP" he comments. I don't know where this conversation is headed, but I don't think I'll be able to make an obscene insinuation. "I have a demanding boss," I joke. Ethan wets his lips with his tongue, carrying a lascivious smile. I had an example of his demandingness two minutes ago! "It's good that he is. But I would really like you to be CEO of SIP." His words scare me. Me as CEO of SIP? I don't know if that's the best choice. What could I do that he doesn't? "Ethan, I'm not qualified," I murmur in astonishment. I can't deny my happiness at knowing that he trusts me with such a responsibility. "You're more than qualified, Angelic, and you'll have help initially, then you'll be able to manage it entirely on your own," he suggests. "What if I bankrupt SIP?" I ask. It's not smart to put fifty people's jobs in my hands! "As long as you're interested in your job, I'll keep it." He frowns, as if it were obvious. We
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-"You said you have a brother, of whom you have no memories," I murmur, seeking divine enlightenment. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Breathe, Donneli! -"yes, I did." -"this brother must be twenty-eight?" I ask. Oh shit, why the fuck is this so hard? -"what do you mean? Did you have any information about him? Yes, yes, he would be that age." She can barely get the words out of her mouth. -"understanding," Angelic reminds her. Emily closes her eyes, and begins a rhythmic process of inhaling and exhaling. -"I might have some news about your brother," I say. A small smile forms on my lips, and Emily notices. She's a smart girl. -"I thought he was dead, because, well...my mother is dead," she murmurs. -"unless..." She takes a second to process it, perhaps putting the story in order for herself. -"oh no, no, no! You? You're...you?" She points at me, and brings her hand back to cover her mouth. -"Fuck! You're my brother" her eyes widen and fill with tears
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-"I'm not going anywhere. I love you, and you need me, I'll be here" he states with love, passion and reverence in his eyes. How I love Angelic, only she can awaken in me the desire to live, to live for and with her. - "I love you, Mrs. Donneli" I say smiling. My best gift was this woman. What did I do to deserve this goddess sent by God?I call Welch, if anyone can do a thorough investigation, it's him. Angelic in the shower is an opportune time to call. -"Welch" I say in an even tone. My mood is 'post-fuck', and that means a good thing. -"Yes, Mr. Donneli" he answers yawning. What's wrong with my team? Have I not been letting them get enough sleep? -"I need you to locate that son of a bitch Hyde" I say in a tone only he can hear. As much as I'm in the room, and Angelic in the bathroom, this is one part of the story that I don't need his knowledge of. -"Locate Jack Hyde? I could do it tomorrow..." Welch begins, but I interrupt him abruptly. -"I want it today, you'll have... two
