RONNELL POVPushing my elbow, I yanked my T-shirt off. Her palms were drawn to my chest like a magnet, sliding along my width and then down to my abdomen. 'God, she's killing me.' Her tongue darted out, wetting her upper lip, and I was dangerously close to losing control. The scent of her perfume mixed with the heat of the room, creating a heady intoxication. I wanted to devour her.I fingered the thin straps of her top. “Can I take this off, too?”She was slower to nod, reluctance tinting her cheeks. “Okay.” My brows drew together as I frowned. “We do not have to do this if you don't want to,” She reached up, smoothing the line between my collarbone. “I want to do crazy things with you but I'm just nervous. But I trust you, Ronnell.” “You should.” I gathered the material of her gown, pulling it up carefully, giving her time to change her mind. When she didn't, I slipped it over her head and tossed it to the side. “I promise to take care of you, princess. You need to trust, daddy.”
RONNELL POV"You don't have to worry about that, princess," I promised. Positioning myself at her entrance, I watched her face. "Are you sure and ready for me?"She nodded slightly before responding. "Yes, just... go slow.""You don't have to worry about that. You trust me, and I've got you." It took great effort not to plunge into her all at once. This was her second time with me after a long time too, and I would hate myself if I ended up hurting her.Her heat engulfed me as I slid into her and her eyes held mine. They flared deeper as I got, and her breathing shallowed, until she was panting.“Breath for Daddy, princess.” I touched her lips to mine. “Just breathe softly and let me in. I'm almost there.” Her thighs climbed my hips, opening herself to me. “You're so big, and i___” “And you are so tighter than I could vividly recall. But I know you can take this because little Ronnie down there wants you so badly.” I said stroking her hair from her face, while kissing her lips tende
BLAIR POVI lost track of time as Ronnell slipped out of bed before Nathan and I were awake. He left a soft kiss on my forehead and a whispered goodbye. His morning routine was set in stone – the gym with Mathew and William. It was a consistency I admired, along with his magic dick, incredible body and amazing kissing skills.Last night, I discovered another side to Ronnell. He was a cuddler. He fell asleep with his arm wrapped tightly around me. I wasn’t sure how I’d manage, but morning came, and I felt surprisingly rested. So, when I passed Nathan to his caretaker and ventured into the kitchen to make myself some breakfast, I was in a pretty great mood. Seeing his note waiting for me on the counter made it even better.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Princess, I want you to know that we would be having lunch together today, Samuel and Rosa can stop stealing that from me already. You should perhaps include that on my schedule. If I have an appointment during that hour. Reschedule it. Infact, y
BLAIR POVOnce we were at the entrance lobby, Ronnell spoke to the security guards, making them aware of the man spiralling outside on the sidewalk, then he bundled me into the executive elevator and crowded me into the corner.He braced his hands on the wall beside my head, while he swept his gaze over me. “Are you all right?”I slowly nodded. “Sure, I'm fine.”To be honest, I truly was okay. For a split amount of seconds, I had been afraid of what Tyler might do, but with Ronnell's immediate and unwavering protection, I felt safe.“I didn't mean for any of that to happen. I'm deeply sorry that you had to see and listen to that crap.”“Well, I'm sorry you had to deal with that crap. That guy Is a true jerk and a coward as well.”He paused, frowning at me. “Wait, you're not angry that I made sure his lease was cancelled?”“Why would I be?” “He wasn't wrong, Blair.” He reached around the back of my head and pulled the end of my hair over my shoulders, wrapping a chunk of it around his
BLAIR POVI stared at Ronnell, my gaze lingering. For the first time since we’d entered his office, the flawless veneer he usually presented had cracked, revealing a raw vulnerability beneath. I couldn’t claim to understand the complexities of dating a wealthy man, but I could empathise with the challenges. Trust must be a scarce commodity, always shadowed by doubts about another person’s intentions.I knew I had ended up in Ronnell's bed because of my growing feelings for him, and those feelings wouldn’t have changed if he was as broke as me. He probably knew that too, but I didn't doubt that he could question it sometimes. “I know that uncertainty and distrust is no place to begin a relationship,” I softly began. His nostril flared. “I never said I didn't trust you. I do trust you, and I already explained my reasoning.” “And I trust you.” I sighed another breath. Leaning forward, I picked up the pen he had laid beside the papers. “I'm going to sign these papers so we can move on
BLAIR POVBrittany was back in town for business and I had decided to stop by at her place for a while. Brittany blinked at me. “No way.”I nodded, picking up a second glass of my non alcoholic wine. “Yes.”We were seated on the rooftop of the building she had hired to stay in during that period. With two bottles of wine and a pile of snacks in our middle. I had just spilled everything that had happened between me and Ronnell. She shook her head. “Who would have thought that your boss who was almost getting your head chopped off could be the second most outrageous thing that could happen to you?” I snorted a laugh. “I also can't believe that I have been going intimate with Ronnell. What in the world have I been thinking?” I would have honestly thought all of this happening for a few months were unreal If not for the fact that Nathan was still in his house, and my breasts were mottled with his marks. Why was that so hot?“I sincerely don't think you were, you literally cried on the
RONNELL POVWilliam approached the table with two women surrounding him, the one with the redhair hanging off his shoulder. He introduced us to them. “Ronnell, and Mathew,” he began. “And this is Rita and Ariana. I begged them to join us for a drink. I basically had to use my charms to make them come join us.”Ariana took a seat beside me and Rita sat beside William, we knew that Mathew was married and didn't flirt around even when we came to bar’s like this. Everyone seemed pinned off in one conversation or the other that I was forced to have small talk with Ariana, she was twenty four year old and worked in an accounting department. She had alot to share about that topic, So much that she didn't notice that I had completely tuned her out, going over my weekly schedule on my mind and What Blair would be doing right now. “What do you do?” She asked breathlessly, as though she just ran a long mile on her heels.“I'm no home to write about, just think of me as a red flag.” I deadpanned
BLAIR POVRonnell hadn't shown up at my desk or even spoken to me ever since the night at the bar. Not that I had expected it anyway. That night had probably screwed up our chances of having a light, fun friendship like we used to. In my mind. I wanted to lay all the blame on him, but it was just as much my fault. When he had me pinned against the wall that night at the bar, I could have just left. I mean, he hadn't been holding me captive. Despite the fact that anyone could have seen us like that, including my date and his friends, those dangers hadn't crossed my mind until later. It had been all of Ronnell's tongue on my skin, his dick prodding my belly, his body looming over mine. For those breathless moments, he had consumed me. In the cold light of the day, I had understood how careless I had been. This was Ronnell. My boss. Ella's brother. Nothing like that could happen in the open again. The moment I turned on my computer, I logged into my email. There at the bottom was an
EPILOGUETWO YEARS LATER“Ronnell, I’m fine___you don't need to follow me everywhere.” Blair muttered in frustration. “I’m sorry if I'm worried about the both of you like a husband and a father should…” Ronnell responded with a cute pout. Even after two years of being together, he still wasn't fed up of his wife, rather he even craved more of her as the day went by.“I know but I need to be free, not caged.” She joked, walking into the kitchen to grab herself more snacks. “The doctor said you will be ready to pop any day now and I want to make sure you don't wonder around and have a baby somewhere unpleasant.”“Pop? You make it sound like I'm carrying a balloon and I know what the doctor said, and I know where I'm going to go but you won't even let me outside the house.” Blair grumbled, grabbing herself some pickles , cheese, tuna, peanut butter and some fresh grilled meat . Ronnell looked at her with an arched eyebrow. “It's not me. It's your child who's making me eat these weird
BLAIR POVWilliam stumbled out of Daniel's hospital room, looking more like a ghost than a man. "Can you believe it?" he muttered, rubbing his face. "Shot in the butt, and still acting like he's on cloud nine. They're taking him in for surgery, but he told them to leave the scar big and bold. He said, and I quote, ' Chicks dig scars.' That guy, he's... unbelievable____."He broke off, and Ronnell didn't hesitate to pull his oldest friend into a tight hug. Sarah stationed herself to the side, rubbing them both up and down their backs. Daniel was going to live. He had been fine. A gunshot to the ass wouldn't stop him for long. But there had been long, harrowing minutes of silence where none of us had known where he had been hit. Okay, firstly we thought it was his chest that got shot because all we saw was blood. So much blood. Daniel had passed out from the pain and blood loss, and I had watched William and Mia crumble. They had fallen to his knees and cried over Daniel's body. Mathe
RONNELL POVBlair’s body shook like a leaf, her teeth clacking against each other as she tried to mask her terror with a forced smile, I grabbed her hands and pulled her close to me.The reason for her panic was clear as day.Tyler, the asshole whose lease I had terminated, had crashed the party, and he had brought with him Blair's mother, the woman who had abandoned her daughter years ago. I knew something was off when she didn't show, but this was a whole new level of wrong. I didn't see this coming, and I didn't like it one bit. A no-show at the bar was bad enough, but this? This was a total shock. I didn't expect this twist, and I definitely wasn't prepared."Don't worry, Princess. I've got this." I pressed a reassuring kiss to her temple. "No one is going to hurt you."I gave her to Mia and Sarah, who enfolded her between them without me having to say a single word. Then I stepped forward to intercept the two unwanted guests, Weston and Mathew, on one side of me, security guard
BLAIR POVI had been more of a wreck than I had suspected. It had taken me several minutes to clean up the black tear tracks from my cheeks. Once I was good as new and there was no chance of more tears, I left the restroom, eager to find Ronnell. Hopefully, he was finished with the security. I didn't think I had properly thanked him for the name of the building. Then again, the way I wanted to thank him was better left behind doors. My dress swished around my legs as I strode down the hall. The clinking of glasses and din of conversation swirling with the music from the string quartet grew louder with each step, but as soon as I reached the mouth of the hallway, a man stepped in front of me, stopping me dead in my tracks.“Hey, Blair.”The last time I saw Tyler, he had been making a scene in front of Ronnell's company. We hadn't heard from him since, so I had assumed he had slinked back into the slimy hole he had come from. Apparently not,“Tyler, you shouldn't be here. Ronnell told
BLAIR POVI walked back into the kitchen to find Daniel holding the monitor, and the others were gathered around, intently watching the live feed from the nursery.“Are you spying on my baby?” I teased. “Yes,” Daniel responded unabashedly. “This is cool as hell. You can just watch your kid whenever you want to?”“Of course, I can. I’m not as neurotic about watching him as I used to be, though.”Mia laughed. “Let me guess, Ronnell is?”I grinned. “Uhmmm, he finds it soothing having the monitor really close by.”William shook his head. “Yeah, I can see Ronnell as a total hover father.” When he realized what he had said, that he called Ronnell a father, he clamped his mouth shut. “Hey, it's fine,” I assured him. “He is absolutely a hover father, but I like it. It makes me feel not so crazy.” Daniel turned the sound up to listen in on Ronnell and Emmanuella talking. “Can I be aunt Emmanuella already?” “Yeah, that would be alright with me and Blair.” Emmanuella sighed. “I think you s
RONNELL POVDinner was easy and totally stress free. Frankie was babysitting Nathan upstairs, and as much as I loved my son very much, I had to admit having adult time was a very nice change.After we ate, Blair went upstairs to feed Nathan before we left for the party while the rest of us cleaned up. There wasn't much to clean up since we had ordered in, but there were a few dishes and utensils.Emmanuella held up a plastic container. “Do you recycle or do you keep these for spare storage?”“You can recycle.” I opened a cabinet to show her the stack of take out containers we had kept. “we have tons of collections.”Her eyes flared. “Oh my God. Ronnell! Don't tell me you do not cook for my best girl? Don't you know that you are suppose to cook for your girlfriend. I and my Fiancee are terrible cooks, but he's marginally better, so he insists on doing most of the cooking. Blair deserve that amount of treatment too.”“She does deserve it, you are right.” I lifted a shoulder, unbothered.
BLAIR POVThe day of reckoning finally arrived. Smith was due in town, and we had to confront him with the truth: Ronnell, not him, was Nathan's father. We'd exchanged a few text messages over the past week, but each day had brought a growing unease. Something about this whole situation felt... off.Perhaps, I was nervous because I had left him believing that he was the father of Nathan. Ronnell came into the room carrying Nathan. He had learned to blow raspberries recently and hadn't honestly stopped showing off his new skill. Anyone who came within arms reach of him instantly became drenched in his saliva, but nothing dettered Ronnell. When he saw his new trick, he proclaimed him a super genius and didn't even blink when he drenched his shoulder with his drool. “He hasn't replied yet?” Ronnell questioned patting Nathan softly on the back. “No.” I held up my phone. “I guess he is busy saving the world to reply but he's a notoriously bad texter, so…”I hadn't heard from Smith for a
BLAIR POVRonnell offered me my job back, and I happily accepted. I was relieved to learn he hadn't let go of his new assistant; instead, he transferred her to another department. I sat down at my desk, unable to keep the satisfied smile off my face. Being in love and being loved back made my mundane, everyday tasks feel a lot less tedious.I was so excited to be back to the office and my desk. As I pulled my belongings from the neatly stacked box, I noticed a small tear in the cardboard. To my surprise, the tampon inside had been jostled loose and was now upside down and facing the wrong way.My palms were sweaty as I picked up the envelope. The papers inside were scattered and rumpled, and a cold dread washed over me. Someone had been searching through my things. The only person who had been in the office and could go through my stuff was Ronnell. Had he found my papers?But…but… he hadn't even mentioned it to me, and we had barely even spent a second apart from each other yesterda
RONNELL POV I didn't want to miss more of this so I wrapped my arms around her middle as my shoulders shook, I clung to her with a franticness that didn't make sense but felt real nonetheless. “Fuck, Ronnell,” she whispered. “You don't need to feel bad because everything is okay. We understand each other now.” Lowering herself to the bench, her knees on the outside of my hips, she held my face in her hands gently. I should have been mortified by the tears I had let loose, but she pressed her lips to each one, never asking where they had come from or why they were even there. She kissed them away. Just like that.My Blair. My princess.Her fingers stroked through my wet hair, and her lips slid along my cheeks, soothing me, caring for me in the way only she could.“I love you, Ronnell.” She murmured. “I have cared for you for a long time, even when you drove me mad, but I think it started to turn into love when I walked into my bedroom after you let me sleep all night and there you