“Dad, what do you mean by that?” Ryan’s voice trembled with growing frustration. “You told me I had to get married and be responsible, which I’ve done. So, what’s this nonsense you’re saying now?”
Ryan’s irritation was met with a calm, unyielding look from Mr. Kendrick. “I never said the empire wouldn’t be handed over to you,” Mr. Kendrick said evenly, leaning back in his leather chair. “What I am saying is this: your marriage must last over two years, and you must have a child before the empire is handed over. That’s the condition.”
Ryan blinked, his heart racing. "What?"
"You heard me, Ryan." Mr. Kendrick's voice remained steady. "A marriage of two years and a child. Then, and only then, will you get control of the empire."
Ryan's face twisted in disbelief. "Are you even listening to yourself, Dad? That wasn't the agreement. I did what you asked-I'm married! Why are you changing the terms now? Why are you depriving me of what's mine?"
He paced the room like a caged animal, his mind racing with anger. "Do you hate me that much? I thought I was your son... I thought you cared about me."
Silence filled the room as Mr. Kendrick met his son's gaze. His expression was unreadable, his posture relaxed yet firm. "This is my final decision," Mr. Kendrick said, his tone as cold as stone. "You need to prove you're truly ready, and this is the way to do it."
With that, Ryan's anger erupted. "This is bullshit!" he roared, storming out of his father's study. On his way out, he nearly knocked his mother, Mrs. Rose, aside.
"Ryan!" Mrs. Rose called after him, but her son had already slammed the front door shut and sped off in his car.
She turned to her husband, entering the study room. "Darling, what happened? Why did he leave like that?"
Mr. Kendrick sighed, running a hand through his thinning hair. "I told him about the new terms for inheriting the empire. He didn't take it well."
Mrs. Rose shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "He'll have to accept it eventually. He has no choice." She raised a brow. "But, I must say, he almost knocked me over in his fury."
Mr. Kendrick chuckled softly. "Forgive him. He's just being... our son."
"Of course." Mrs. Rose linked her arm through his. "Now, let's go have lunch. We need our strength for the chaos that's coming."
Meanwhile, Ryan drove aimlessly through the city, anger clouding his vision. His father's words echoed in his head, and the weight of what lay ahead sank in. "How the hell am I supposed to make this work?" he muttered under his breath, gripping the steering wheel.
He thought of Iris-the stripper he'd hired to play the role of his wife. Telling her that the contract needed to last two years, and worse, that they were expected to have a child... it was unthinkable.
I don't want a child with her, Ryan thought bitterly. My firstborn isn't going to come from some... stripper.
When Ryan arrived home, he found Ivy lounging in the living room, flipping through channels. "Hey, what's up, bro?" Ivy called out without looking up. "You look like someone punched you in the face."
Ryan glared at her but said nothing, letting his body collapse into the nearest armchair.
Ivy finally looked up, noticing her brother's defeated expression. "Whoa, what happened to you?"
"Dad happened," Ryan muttered darkly. "After everything I've done, he's still refusing to hand over the empire. He says I have to be married for two years and have a child first."
Ivy blinked. "That's it?" She shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, that's easy enough. Just stay married and have a kid. Problem solved."
Ryan shot her a scathing look. "Easy? You think any of this is easy? You don't understand."
"Nothing to understand, Ryan," Ivy said, popping a peanut into her mouth. "You're married. Just... enjoy it and get it over with.”
"Enjoy it?" Ryan scoffed. "You don't get it at all, Ivy."
"You're being a drama queen." Ivy rolled her eyes. "Just stop whining and-"
"Shut up, Ivy!" Ryan snapped, rising from his chair, his voice sharp with rage. "You have no idea what I'm dealing with. No boyfriend, no real friends. You're alone. Maybe you should focus on getting a life instead of giving advice."
Ivy froze, her face paling at his words. Her lips quivered, and without another word, she bolted from the room, slamming the door to her bedroom behind her.
The sound of her quiet sobs reached Ryan's ears, and guilt began to gnaw at him. This wasn't the first time he'd lashed out at her like that. He clenched his fists, remembering how he'd hurt her before-years ago, after her private video with her high school boyfriend had leaked.
Now he'd done it again.
He sighed and walked to her door, knocking gently. "Ivy, can I come in?"
A bitter voice replied. "Suit yourself."
Ryan stepped inside and saw Ivy packing her bags, her eyes still wet with tears.
"Where are you going?" he asked, frowning.
"None of your business," she snapped. "Just leave me alone."
"Come on, Ivy." Ryan softened his tone. "Don't be like this."
"Why do you care now?" Ivy shot back, tossing clothes into her suitcase. "You've already made it clear you think I'm pathetic."
Ryan hesitated, then let out a small chuckle. "I guess I was being an asshole."
Ivy looked up at him, her face a mixture of hurt and confusion. "You think?"
"I'm sorry, alright?" Ryan ran a hand through his hair, looking uncomfortable. "I'm just... dealing with a lot."
"Apology accepted," Ivy muttered, rolling her eyes. "Now get out."
Ryan sighed, standing by the door. "Look, I didn't mean what I said. Don't leave, okay?"
Ivy stared at him, her expression softening. "You really need to work on how you talk to people."
Ryan offered a weak smile. "I know. I'll try."
With that, he left her room, his mind now shifting back to the bigger problem at hand- telling Iris about the new terms. She'd never agree to this. And to be honest, he didn't want her around either. This was exactly what he'd always feared-being tied down in a marriage, chained by obligations.
But if he didn't get the empire... all his ambitions would go up in flames.
There has to be a way around this, he thought.
Later that night, Ryan poured himself a drink in his room, the whiskey burning as it slid down his throat. His thoughts swirled, growing darker with every sip. He wasn't even sure how he'd break the news to Iris.
Just then, he heard a noise. His senses sharpened as he set his glass down and grabbed his gun from the drawer. Moving silently, he stepped towards the inner room, where the noise had come from.
The door was slightly ajar, a shadow moving behind it.
Who the hell is in my room?
Heart pounding, Ryan aimed his gun at the shadow. "Come out," he growled.
No response.
He tightened his grip on the gun, his finger hovering over the trigger.
Suddenly, the figure moved, and Ryan fired.The deafening sound of the gunshot echoed through the room.
"Oh my God!" Iris screamed, curling up on the floor like a frightened child. "It's me, Ryan, please don't kill me!" Her body trembled violently as she cried, her hands shielding her face."Iris?" Ryan called, his voice colder than she'd ever heard it before. He lowered his gun slightly. "What the hell are you doing in here? Are you trying to steal from me?""N-no!" Iris stammered, still shaking. "I swear I wasn't! I just... I was bored, and I-""I said, get up!" Ryan barked.Iris jolted to her feet, her head bowed in submission, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. Her legs felt like they might give out at any moment, but she forced herself to stay standing. The weight of Ryan's gaze and the sight of the gun in his hand sent waves of terror through her body."Follow me," Ryan commanded, turning toward his room without looking back.With no choice, Iris followed him silently, each step feeling like it could be her last. When they entered his room, Ryan shut the door behind the
Mrs Jessica was rushed to the emergency room, Iris wasn't allowed inside she could be seen restlessly walking to and fro, Skylar arrived at the hospital and immediately Iris ran into her arm's,at the sight of her “Hush now girl, your mom is going to be fine”, Skylar consoled me.“I don't want to lose my mother, she's all I got” Iris mumbled amidst tears.“We won't lose her Iris, please calm down okay”? “Okay sky”, Iris replied.After sitting for some hours, the doctor came out.“Miss Iris… the doctor called“Yes doctor, can I see you in my office”?“Sure doctor”.Skylar moved back about to sit, when Iris motioned to follow her.She held Skylar's hand and the doctor led the way.They got into an office which was a comfortable and well-lit space designed for confidential discussions with patients. There was a desk where the doctor sits to review medical records and discuss treatment plans. There were two chairs for patients, opposite the doctor, creating a relaxed environment for ope
Ryan took her to his room ripping off her clothes on the way, he placed her on his bed naked, still rough kissing her, she helped him remove his clothes as she could feel his bare chest, not ready to dig into her immediately, he tortured her with pain of pleasure, biting her hard nipple which lead to soft moaning….Iris, unsure of where the noise was coming from, walked passed the room and paused on Ryan's door as it was left open..She couldn't believe her eyes. Iris was dismayed, a sting of pain pierced through her heart. Her legs immediately felt heavy to move, as she was weak to her knees, she managed to drag her feet to lean on the wall and she moved slowly to her room, climbed her bed and curled up herself as hot tears fell from her eyes.“Iris, why are you crying? Why do you care if he's with another woman? Have you forgotten you are only married to him based on a contract”?.“So what the tears all about”? She questioned herself, not knowing what answers to give.“But why do I
Iris stood by the window, her hair disheveled and eyes red from crying. The room was a mess, a testament to her frustration and anger."What the hell is this?" Ryan demanded, looking around the room in disbelief.Iris turned to face him, her expression cold and unyielding. "What do you care, Ryan? It's just a room, right? Just like I'm just a means to an end for you."Ryan stepped closer, his frustration palpable. “Stop saying nonsense iris and come with me”.“Nonsense”? Iris laughed bitterly. "I heard you last night, Ryan. I saw you. You think I don't know what this is? You think I don't feel anything?”.Ryan chuckled, a cold, mocking sound that sent chills down Iris's spine. "What do you mean you saw me? And so what if you heard me?" he spoke sternly, his voice dripping with contempt. Iris's heart broke through her eyes, tears streaming down her face."Who was the girl last night, huh?" Iris questioned, her voice trembling."Are you by any chance questioning me?" Ryan barked, cuttin
As she lay there, feeling both numb and raw, one thing became clear, she needed to reclaim her strength, to fight back against the circumstances that had trapped her. And she would start tonight, no matter the cost…..Ryan left for the office,His father had call him at the right time, providing a much-needed distraction from the iris.The image of Iris's face, with a mix of fear and contempt flashed in his mind, there was something about Iris that interest him, something that he couldn't quite place his hands on.Today, he was to be introduced to the new staff members and handle several critical contracts and proposals. The prospect of fresh faces in the office, particularly the rumored pretty new hires, added a layer of excitement to his day.He finally arrived at The Kendrick Empire, his chauffeur got down and opened the door for him, stepping into the glorious Empire, a reputable firm built on hard work, resilience, dedication and consistency. Owned by generation before Ryan and no
“A taste of her I must have,” he said to himself, smirking..Ryan settled into his leather chair in his office, the weight of his responsibilities pressing down on him. He slipped his hot coffee, burning a path down his throat, yet feeling numb to the thought dancing in his mind.The ringing of his office phone broke through his thought, he picked up the telephone, knowing who it would be before he heard the voice on the other end."Ryan, how's your day at the office going?" His father's voice was as commanding as ever, the authority in it wavering."Productive," Ryan replied, leaning back in his chair. "Met the new staff, handled some contracts. Everything is under control.""Good," his father responded. "I have high expectations, Ryan. The company needs strong leadership, especially now. Make sure you're focused."I am, Dad. You don't have to worry".There was a pause on the other end before his father spoke again. "And Iris? How is she settling in?"Ryan's grip tightened. "She's...
As she finished, she stood there, breathless and exposed, waiting for his response. Ryan walked over, his gaze intense."You did well," he said, his tone surprisingly gentle. "But remember, this is only the beginning. We have an agreement, and I expect you to fulfill your part."Iris nodded, her eyes downcast. "I understand."“What about my proposal, is it a yes or a problem?” he asked, looking at the iris from head to toe.“I will do it on one condition,” she spoke softly.“You are still giving me conditions”? Ryan barked, tightening the fist he had made.“ Let's hear it,” he spoke calmly this time.“I will still have access to the child after the contract is over, I want to still be a part of his life.”“That won't be a problem, as long as you don't act smart”. He replied.Iris gave a polite nod as Ryan's fingers brushed her cheek, a touch that sent shivers down her spine. "Good. Now, go to bed.The following morning, Ryan left for the office early. The Kendrick Empire weighed heav
“I can't wait to have a taste of it”, she said in a low voice biting her lips seductively.He slid his cock deep into her, as he thrust into her like his life depended on it, Ryan was a NO 5 minutes man, he always takes his time him fucking any woman he could lay his hands on.He almost hammered life out of Emily, as she begged for more, moaning and screaming in pleasure and pain.It sounded like music to his ears, he loved how they screamed and begged.Ryan's touch was both demanding and skillful, his experience evident in every movement. He took his time, savoring the control he had over her reactions. Emily's body responded to his every touch, arching and trembling with pleasure.As they lay together afterward, the room filled with the scent of their encounter, Ryan's mind wandered back to Iris. He glanced at Emily, who was catching her breath beside him. "You were amazing," he said, a satisfied smile on his lips.Emily blushed, her eyes shining. "Thank you, Mr Kendrick. I hope I