Darcy Something was different with Rhys. He stared at me all through and didn't look away even when I caught him. I didn't know how that made me feel. First, he had called me beautiful when he was supposed to be pissed at me. It didn't make sense as I could still remember the rage in his eyes. I had never seen him that pissed and it was like seeing a different him. Now here he sat in front of me, being all different and I could only wonder if he was truly bipolar or if it was something else.“Your eyes are sparkling,” Rhys suddenly said, breaking whatever spell he had cast on me.I stared at him blankly, blinking away the daze I'd been in.“You've got stars in your eyes” he commented, “Do you even know you're doing that?” He sounded amused now and for some reason, the sight of it caused butterflies to flit through my belly. This was so strange, I could feel myself blushing but I tried hard to ignore it.“No, I'm sorry, I don't know what I'm doing” I replied, trying to sound nonchalan
RhysI resumed kissing her, I could taste myself on her lips and she kissed me back eagerly. None of my brain cells were working, she tasted intoxicating and I needed to drown myself In her honey pot.I allowed my mouth to wander, leaving fresh trails of hickeys on her. I loved the feeling of skin against skin, I let our tongues dance together once more, and I let her taste my essence all over her throat, in between her breasts, between her thighs...everywhere it felt good, she responded with moans, moans I wanted to listen to over and over again. She moaned louder when I pulled away to look down at her and her breathing became unsteady and ragged. She looked beautiful at that moment, so fucking beautiful. ‘Do you know how many times I have dreamt of you like this?’ I said softly. I couldn't stop staring at her, looking into her eyes and memorizing every feature, every detail. She blushed as always. I felt her tiny hands around my cock, stroking my length slowly, making me shiver in
Darcy I was sure I was going to pass out from overstimulation if he fucked me more, yet I wanted all of it, my body and soul had never experienced anything like this, it came alive under his touch the way nothing ever could, and I wanted everything that man had to give me, even if it meant losing myself in a haze. It was exhilarating and terrifying, and incredible. And I thought I had known pain before. When Rhys pulled out of me, I was a sobbing mess, my knees felt weak from exhaustion, and my pussy felt wetter than it had ever felt but it was sore. Rhys had fucked me so hard that I lost count of how many times I came. The only thing that kept me awake now was the echoes of his voice, as he caressed my breasts while kissing my tears away, it turned me on greatly, sending more wetness to my still-wet pussy but I knew better not to ask for more.His hands found their way to my hair, it made me sleepy.“Tired?” he asked.I nodded, feeling too weak to talk.“Want to have a bath first?”
RhysAfter I left Tessa’s room, I couldn’t seem to make it past the hallway again because I craved her and we went through it all over again. The next morning, the reality of what we had done washed over us, the memories flooding through my mind, leaving her wide-eyed and confused. She sat up, turning her attention towards me as she stared deeply into my eyes, searching for an answer. She didn't have to say anything because I knew what she was asking.“Hi?” She whispered.“Hi,” I whispered back.Then the moments of uncomfortable silence followed. We just stared at each other, neither of us sure where to start. I could see the thoughts and questions racing in her mind, wanting answers, but unsure if I'd be able to provide any at that moment.“Um that was nice, thank you?” it came out like a question from her lips, her cheeks turning a bright shade of pink, and I just sighed. She looked adorable.But why did I feel guilty? I hated feeling guilty, I hated being responsible for anyone, I
DarcyI couldn't believe I had let that happen. It wasn't like me to lose control like that , but it just happened. It felt like we were in the middle of a movie set – and we had just finished playing out one scene, and all of a sudden it was raining hard.I couldn't have been so stupid! I had begged him to touch me, I had screamed out his name over and over again last night while he slammed into me like an animal possessed. And now that I had finally gotten what I wanted… he had to say that.Shame washed over me , and tears stung my eyes as I walked down the street, trying to keep from crying in public. I could not believe this – not after everything we had done last night. But when I thought about how it had ended, my insides turned to ice.I didn't know what I was thinking, maybe that I had seen some level of vulnerability from him? But he was Rhys Madigan, the famous playboy, the one who had kissed another woman even though our marriage was fake. Why was I surprised that he woul
Darcy I looked around me and back to my phone again but there was no sign of anything being off. The windows of my room wove in and out of the grey concrete walls surrounding me like the branches of a large tree. I stared at the window. How did this person know this? No one knew anything about me, not even Vincent and Cory.So this time, as much as it pained me to admit it, I didn't think it was them.I looked at the picture again, it was a photo of our home, the place that held memories including the ones I wanted to forget.Who knew who I really was? How did they find this place? And why? Could it have been Rhys? But why would he go through all of this stress? Rhys couldn't do that, right?What was happening with me? I had lost focus on getting back my child and then this? I didn't hear the door to my room open until someone tapped me. I jumped up, afraid.“Why are you so jumpy?" Rhys Demanded softly. "You startled me!" I exclaimed as if it was not enough reason. Why was here?
Darcy “Let me go!” I spat out and there wasn’t any anger behind it anymore, just the desperate fear of being trapped here forever, locked in with no grip on myself. I wanted it but I could also lose myself at once and I didn't want that.“How long are you going to keep running away from me?” Rhys’s breath fanned my face and his words were low, husky like when he was aroused. That was what this was about then. The chase. “Are you afraid to be around me? Or are you afraid of how much I will make you scream in pleasure” He watched my pupils dilate, and my lips form a small line as I swallowed. His hands gripped me tighter but there was still distance between them, an inch at most. I needed him to touch me more and yet he couldn’t. I knew why. “Get off me” I pushed his hands away and he pulled back immediately. I took advantage of the slight break in contact to slip away from his grasp, leaving a wide gap between us before walking out of the door. He didn't stop me this time.Today, C
Unknown Pov“Hello madam Margaret” I went back to see her again and from the look of things, she wasn't pleased to see me. The last time we did business together, she thought she was underpaid. But I thought she was just a greedy old hag.“You are here” her tone was cold and clipped. “What brings you here today?” The room was quiet and as if it had no one in it other than the two of us. It felt like a funeral room. I could feel a slight tremor in my hand when I placed it on the table. Her eyes flickered towards mine and then away.There were girls in the room, her girls and maybe one day she'll sell them off like she did with the last batch as well.The thought alone sent anger flowing through my veins like acid in water and the urge to tear into something became overwhelming. My fists clenched tightly at my sides, threatening to crack open a fingernail with how hard they were clenching. Why was I pissed? She could do all she wanted.“Ladies!” Madam Margaret clapped her hands and the
Rhys“Almighty Rhys Madigan, pleading for mercy? Who would have thought?” Cory said, mocking me and chuckling.“Come on Rhys, we both know who is the stronger of us” Vincent added.“You guys don't even deserve mercy. You're nothing but bad news” he sneered.“Listen...” I warned them “I am willing to surrender, you can't hurt me or she, you know that” I motioned to Tessa.Vincent started laughing. “Oh please,” he scoffed “like anyone would ever trust her over you”“Let Tessa go, you want me right? Let her live please” A smile crept up in Cory’s expression “You really wanna save this whore?” she asked rhetorically. “That's very charming considering that you didn't find it difficult to kill three people without remorse” “What do you mean?” She snorted “don't play dumb with me boy. You killed my parents and my little sister, remember you got into an accident and you fled, left the scene, left us to die! My parents died because of you, my little sister died because of you!” she screamed
Rhys “What are you doing?” I asked Blair.“Calling for backup, do you think a single gun would save you from your brother? If you did, then you don't know the kind of brother you have. He's dangerous” “I don't need your help. I'm in control, and you're the problem.”Blair laughed.“You're a fool Rhys… they are watching you! better make use of this chance and let me do what I know how to do.I swallowed her insults like bitter lemon drops. “Where is she?”“At an abandoned warehouse out of town”, Blair said as if we'd been discussing the weather.Speaking of the weather, it had begun to rain. A light mist that made it impossible to see anything beyond thirty feet or so, but enough to make me feel uneasy.It also meant that I couldn't see anything outside of the car. And I had to pull over into the parking lot before stepping out. It was a miracle Blair followed and the rain took longer than I expected.I watched as Blair dozed off beside me and a silly idea came into my mind.I gently
DarcyI was tired of fighting, my body was extremely weak, my throat dry from dehydration and the constant ringing in my ears made me almost blind. I felt completely lost and I couldn’t understand why. What did these people want from me? Was this happening to me? Why were these people staring at me? Where did they come from? How had they taken me here? “I am thirsty” I cried out for the hundredth time. “Please” I begged again. “Just give me something to drink, anything at all. Please”. My voice cracked, and I was surprised I didn’t feel any pain anymore. The silence only amplified the sound in my head. It was deafening. So quiet, so peaceful now. The ringing was gone.“That's your punishment for pulling that stupid stunt” One of them hissed. They looked angry. Yes, I had tried to escape again but I didn't even make it past the day.I got punched hard across the face, my head snapped to the left and back to the right, the ringing grew louder but not quite as painful as before, and I
Rhys When I drove down to Vincent’s house, I didn't know what to expect but I made sure I kept my gun closed.Someone whom I assumed was the nanny opened the door and she was holding a baby.For the first time in a long time, I paid attention to their son. He was a spitting image of Tessa... I mean Darcy. He had her eyes. Her beautiful, greyish blue, wide, soulful eyes. He looked just like her. And that terrified me for some reason.It also made sense why she had been fooling me the whole time. I would have probably done the same thing if I was her or done even worse.The nanny looked at me as if she was skeptical of my being there or something equally dumb and stupid because she didn't let me inside. “Tell Vincent I am here”, I demanded. “He's not here” she said. She wasn't rude by any means, she just seemed completely unimpressed with my presence at all.I wanted to tell her to fuck off, but my mouth wasn't cooperating. What a fucking mess.“Who is at the door?” I heard Vincent as
Rhys“What do you want?” I typed and waited for a reply while I began to drive down to the police station.The car was silent on its way there, but the ride didn't last long since it soon became apparent that my phone was ringing. It was the sound of my cell phone ringing that alerted me to where I was. I stopped the car and reached for it.“We said don't go to the police and you are parked in front of one? You really must think we are unserious right?” The voice said from the other line.I looked in the streets but everyone was going about with their business, there was no sign that I was being followed.How did they know where I was?“What do you want?” I yelled through the line as loud as possible just to make sure my message wasn't lost in the noise from the cars passing by.“You already disobeyed us and now your darling wife would pay for it” He sneered “Do not test our patience” “No, no, no” I heard Tessa scream from the background. I could only imagine her franticness and dang
Darcy“Why? You are supposed to be his friend. Why would you do this to Rhys?” I asked the man in front of me. My hands were shaking from trying to break free and my body was trembling with rage. He stood staring at me.“You see my dear, life is not always black and white. There are people who can love others, and those that do will be remembered for eternity. The difference between you and them is that you choose to stay with the light and I decided to go to darkness. That, or it takes too much effort” His face was twisted in amused expression, as though he was watching a child trying to figure out their math homework. But he was serious about what he said.“Rhys has always had things easy, he was always good at everything, he had the women, they loved him, and he loved them back.” He shook his head sadly ‘The thing is, there is no such thing as perfect men, only ideal ones. And unfortunately, there isn't any such thing as perfection in this world, and there's nothing you can do to c
DarcySomeone pulled the fabric that blinded my eyes open, and I squinted as a bright light invaded my mind and consciousness. My body ached, it felt as though someone had taken a hammer to me. I could barely breathe. It seemed impossible that such an intense pain existed in this world, especially in my own body. My heart felt like it was going to burst with every beat.“Hello there Darcy” Cory’s voice sounded so cheerful yet it was laced with malice, it didn’t help at all to calm me down.Beside her was her husband, and him… the least person I expected and when Cory forcefully pulled the duct tape away from my mouth, I let it hang loose. Could he?“I can tell you are familiar with all of us, aren't you?” It was Vincent. A smug smile stretched his face as he said these words, as if he were about to play a cruel prank. “Well, you could imagine the surprise when my wife told me the person I thought was Tessa had been Darcy all along and it made sense. How every move I tried to make was
Rhys“Hello” I yelled into the receiver, the alcohol in my system had immediately taken a halt as the sound of someone speaking filtered through to my ears. I thought I had heard wrong.“We have your wife” the voice on the other end said, it was almost robotic, as though this had been practiced in front of the mirror so many times that it felt natural. I heard Tessa… I mean Darcy scream again . She sounded so frightened and alone, like she was in pain and terrified of everything happening around her. “Is… Is she okay ?” My words stumbled across my tongue as I struggled to keep them together, “Tess…”“She is unharmed, for now” I heard, again from whoever was speaking to me.Suddenly anger course through my veins, like lightning through dry leaves, burning the insides of my skin with heat.“What do you want?” I asked, my voice low but sharp as a knife. My words were laced with hatred, and rage, like poison as they seeped out from the ends of my lips. It wasn’t often I spoke to people li
Rhys It felt like Tessa took the life of the house along with her when I asked her to leave.The house felt empty, dead and void of warmth. I had gotten used to the way the walls vibrated with her laugh, the light touch of her hand on my arm, or her voice, but she’d never taken it away before, she was always there. And yet, now, she seemed so far away, a ghost who would never really be. It didn’t feel right that she wasn’t still here. My chest constricted in a way I’ve never experienced before and I wondered if maybe she could hear me, even though I knew there was no sound to reach her ears. She’d left me, after all. Just like everyone else has. Except she didn’t just leave, she left with everything that mattered to her me. Everything that mattered was lost forever. When you lose something that matters, it hurts like hell. You’re alone, but at least the other person knows. But this time, it hurt in a different way, because she took that with her, too. The only thing I have left is m