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CAROLINEI opened my eyes to a pounding headache and groaned at the bright lights. The ceiling was unfamiliar and the beeping sound in the room made me scowl.Someone turn that off!"Susan," I struggled to sit and heard footsteps rush towards me."Thank God you're awake!" she sobbed in between, grabbing my shoulders gently and helping me sit. She arranged the pillows behind my back."Water," my throat was dry like I just walked through a dessert. She handed me a glass and I drank quickly, almost choking."Take it easy. I was so worried."I looked around the private room, wondering how I got here. I couldn't remember anything after I stepped out into the hall trying to get away from Malcolm."What happened? My head feels so light. I feel like I skipped a huge chunk of my memory." I pushed my hair back and leaned against the pillows. "Where were you?""I am so sorry, Caroline. I couldn't get away from the guests. They all wanted to schedule a meeting and even after I explained that it w
CAROLINEThe door opened and I released a breath, squared my shoulders as she walked in. her eagle eyes scanned my face and my body as she walked in. The soft thud of her walking stick approaching closer and closer made me hold my breath."Welcome, grandmother-""Tsk tsk! Look what they've done to you," she sighed, shaking her head. Was that disappointment in her voice? She didn't look concerned about me one bit."I'm fine-""You better be," she narrowed her eyes, making me tense. "The public cannot smell your weakness. You'll resume work on Monday. They need to see that they cannot get rid of you.""Yes." I glanced at Susan who jerked immediately, developed two left feet as she seemed confused on how to walk out of the room. She hurried out, leaving grandmother and I alone. I hated the silence but dreaded her next words."That man…"Here it comes."How did he get his hands on you?"I explained the situation to where I remembered. "Susan couldn't leave so Mr. York asked her to meet us
MALCOLM"Don't stop touching me." Those words were my undoing. I thought I was doing a good job holding back and keeping my hands to myself but her cry face as she pressed her cheek into my palm went straight to my dormant cock.Even after all this time I was still attracted to her.I knew the inner workings of her body and a part of me was tempted to test it all out again.Did she still react the same way when her nipples were played with and sucked? Her neck nibbled on and softly bitten. Did she shiver and gasp from just tracing my hand down her spine?Fuck! How else would she know if she hadn't been with someone else?She moaned softly, grinding her hips to nothing. She pushed my hands lower and I stroked a finger over her soft bottom lip. Frustrated tears leaked from her eyes as she whispered, "Please…""Caroline," I cupped her cheek, memories of our time together playing back in my mind and a fond flame of unchained desire rose up in my chest."Mmm.""Fuck," I unfastened my seatb
CAROLINEI rolled my eyes with an exasperated sigh. What wa he getting at now? Miss me? After leaving a hickey on my neck, he sure had some explaining to do.The loud sound sure sounded like a gunshot. Marilyn had always been into video games and as the years rolled by, they only got more aggressive and loud. I believed it was her way of channeling her inner hatred-- for me and everyone else."Don't call me that."He chuckled and I could imagine the smirk on his face."Last night…""… nothing happened, Caroline."Oh, he already knew why I called. "I find that very hard to believe seeing as…" Susan was at one corner of the room mixing my tea, paying absolutely no mind to my conversation but I lowered my voice before saying, "You left something on my shoulder."He laughed richly, "Come on, Caroline. If something did happen, you’d know. Your body wouldn't forget so easily and so soon."He was not wrong but that did not make this conversation less embarrassing and annoying."In simple wor
MALCOLMI stared at the recent photo of Caroline leaving the hospital like she went in for a fashion show. She covered up nicely-- the turtle neck said it all. Smirking, I knocked on the window and my car door was pulled open.I should send her flowers for speedy recovery but knowing her, she'd send it right back with a little note of her own. At least I'll get a handwritten note-- if she's being nice. It would piss her off but I enjoyed the little human reactions I got instead of nothing.How could I interpret and get through to nothing?"Is Louise home?" I asked Caleb once he opened the door."Yes, sir. She arrived a few minutes ago," he reported."Her whereabouts?""Breakfast with her friends and some shopping.""Keep a closer eye on her and those friends. Her father's been really quiet these days and I don't like it," it was unlike him to let everyone run on the chess piece and refuse to take a step."Yes, sir."Speaking of the devil, she stepped out in a skin tight red dress, sho
MALCOLMI made myself comfortable on the floor and leaned against the door. I tossed my tie somewhere and drew my knees up as I waited patiently, listening to her sniffs and silent cries that made my heart tighten."Marilyn, just open the door," Louise groaned impatiently where she stood at a distance. "Fuck! I have a terrible headache.""Leave me alone!" came the voice. "Just go away and forget about me. I'll stay here and die. Maybe then you two won’t have a reason to make this family work anymore."That was the last thing I wanted. "Oh, baby, you know that's not true," Louise slurred, staggering to come closer. "I know your father is pissing us both off but he can-"My nostrils flared in anger, " Stop saying that. Now is not the time."Completely ignoring me, she continued, leaning against the door for assistance, "We're not getting a divorce nor is your father abandoning us for some other bitch-""Louise!" I scolded, shocked she would act so foolish and before our little girl."
CAROLINE ‘There’s nothing like spending quality time with family after a long day at work.’ Louise posted and oh the blogs have been going crazy. ‘Strong and unbreakable,’ the press called them. A photo of Malcolm, Marilyn and Louise taking an evening stroll and a late night shopping was all over the Internet and in my face too. I scrolled and scrolled and scrolled– ugh! Wasn't anyone interested in the country anymore? They looked happy in the photo. Marilyn was wearing her biggest smile sitting between Louise who was doing the same and her father who, well, wore a small smile with his eyes closed and a relaxed look on his face. He looked happy. They all did. What happened to divorcing her, huh? Didn't he promise he'd end it with her and chase after me? Was he giving up so fast? Where's the fun in that? He didn't make me plot against him for nothing, now did he? Just when I was starting to entertain the thought of using him for myself one way or the other. But what role would
CAROLINEMother, Father, I've married an older man.His smile sends the bad days away. His touch is like silk and cotton. He smells fresh and young - perhaps that's what makes it so right despite the thirteen years difference. He looks at me like I'm his most prized possession. He showers it all on me- his money, his love, kisses, affection and his dick too. He's never stingy with it- especially the last one.I am… happy. I am… so happy.I was… happy."What do you mean… a divorce?" with each word my voice shook into a whisper as tears blur my vision and teardrops fell onto the papers I held with a tight grip.I lift my head to him causing the tears to roll down my cheek. His serious and pointed look drives my heart further into panic. I wish he would suddenly burst out laughing and tease me that it was only a joke.I won't make him beg too much about pulling a prank too seriously. I'll even suck him off and fuck him back to his senses-- I-I'd take anything… please…?Malcolm sighs and
CAROLINE ‘There’s nothing like spending quality time with family after a long day at work.’ Louise posted and oh the blogs have been going crazy. ‘Strong and unbreakable,’ the press called them. A photo of Malcolm, Marilyn and Louise taking an evening stroll and a late night shopping was all over the Internet and in my face too. I scrolled and scrolled and scrolled– ugh! Wasn't anyone interested in the country anymore? They looked happy in the photo. Marilyn was wearing her biggest smile sitting between Louise who was doing the same and her father who, well, wore a small smile with his eyes closed and a relaxed look on his face. He looked happy. They all did. What happened to divorcing her, huh? Didn't he promise he'd end it with her and chase after me? Was he giving up so fast? Where's the fun in that? He didn't make me plot against him for nothing, now did he? Just when I was starting to entertain the thought of using him for myself one way or the other. But what role would
MALCOLMI made myself comfortable on the floor and leaned against the door. I tossed my tie somewhere and drew my knees up as I waited patiently, listening to her sniffs and silent cries that made my heart tighten."Marilyn, just open the door," Louise groaned impatiently where she stood at a distance. "Fuck! I have a terrible headache.""Leave me alone!" came the voice. "Just go away and forget about me. I'll stay here and die. Maybe then you two won’t have a reason to make this family work anymore."That was the last thing I wanted. "Oh, baby, you know that's not true," Louise slurred, staggering to come closer. "I know your father is pissing us both off but he can-"My nostrils flared in anger, " Stop saying that. Now is not the time."Completely ignoring me, she continued, leaning against the door for assistance, "We're not getting a divorce nor is your father abandoning us for some other bitch-""Louise!" I scolded, shocked she would act so foolish and before our little girl."
MALCOLMI stared at the recent photo of Caroline leaving the hospital like she went in for a fashion show. She covered up nicely-- the turtle neck said it all. Smirking, I knocked on the window and my car door was pulled open.I should send her flowers for speedy recovery but knowing her, she'd send it right back with a little note of her own. At least I'll get a handwritten note-- if she's being nice. It would piss her off but I enjoyed the little human reactions I got instead of nothing.How could I interpret and get through to nothing?"Is Louise home?" I asked Caleb once he opened the door."Yes, sir. She arrived a few minutes ago," he reported."Her whereabouts?""Breakfast with her friends and some shopping.""Keep a closer eye on her and those friends. Her father's been really quiet these days and I don't like it," it was unlike him to let everyone run on the chess piece and refuse to take a step."Yes, sir."Speaking of the devil, she stepped out in a skin tight red dress, sho
CAROLINEI rolled my eyes with an exasperated sigh. What wa he getting at now? Miss me? After leaving a hickey on my neck, he sure had some explaining to do.The loud sound sure sounded like a gunshot. Marilyn had always been into video games and as the years rolled by, they only got more aggressive and loud. I believed it was her way of channeling her inner hatred-- for me and everyone else."Don't call me that."He chuckled and I could imagine the smirk on his face."Last night…""… nothing happened, Caroline."Oh, he already knew why I called. "I find that very hard to believe seeing as…" Susan was at one corner of the room mixing my tea, paying absolutely no mind to my conversation but I lowered my voice before saying, "You left something on my shoulder."He laughed richly, "Come on, Caroline. If something did happen, you’d know. Your body wouldn't forget so easily and so soon."He was not wrong but that did not make this conversation less embarrassing and annoying."In simple wor
MALCOLM"Don't stop touching me." Those words were my undoing. I thought I was doing a good job holding back and keeping my hands to myself but her cry face as she pressed her cheek into my palm went straight to my dormant cock.Even after all this time I was still attracted to her.I knew the inner workings of her body and a part of me was tempted to test it all out again.Did she still react the same way when her nipples were played with and sucked? Her neck nibbled on and softly bitten. Did she shiver and gasp from just tracing my hand down her spine?Fuck! How else would she know if she hadn't been with someone else?She moaned softly, grinding her hips to nothing. She pushed my hands lower and I stroked a finger over her soft bottom lip. Frustrated tears leaked from her eyes as she whispered, "Please…""Caroline," I cupped her cheek, memories of our time together playing back in my mind and a fond flame of unchained desire rose up in my chest."Mmm.""Fuck," I unfastened my seatb
CAROLINEThe door opened and I released a breath, squared my shoulders as she walked in. her eagle eyes scanned my face and my body as she walked in. The soft thud of her walking stick approaching closer and closer made me hold my breath."Welcome, grandmother-""Tsk tsk! Look what they've done to you," she sighed, shaking her head. Was that disappointment in her voice? She didn't look concerned about me one bit."I'm fine-""You better be," she narrowed her eyes, making me tense. "The public cannot smell your weakness. You'll resume work on Monday. They need to see that they cannot get rid of you.""Yes." I glanced at Susan who jerked immediately, developed two left feet as she seemed confused on how to walk out of the room. She hurried out, leaving grandmother and I alone. I hated the silence but dreaded her next words."That man…"Here it comes."How did he get his hands on you?"I explained the situation to where I remembered. "Susan couldn't leave so Mr. York asked her to meet us
CAROLINEI opened my eyes to a pounding headache and groaned at the bright lights. The ceiling was unfamiliar and the beeping sound in the room made me scowl.Someone turn that off!"Susan," I struggled to sit and heard footsteps rush towards me."Thank God you're awake!" she sobbed in between, grabbing my shoulders gently and helping me sit. She arranged the pillows behind my back."Water," my throat was dry like I just walked through a dessert. She handed me a glass and I drank quickly, almost choking."Take it easy. I was so worried."I looked around the private room, wondering how I got here. I couldn't remember anything after I stepped out into the hall trying to get away from Malcolm."What happened? My head feels so light. I feel like I skipped a huge chunk of my memory." I pushed my hair back and leaned against the pillows. "Where were you?""I am so sorry, Caroline. I couldn't get away from the guests. They all wanted to schedule a meeting and even after I explained that it w
CAROLINE What followed next was a series of head banging on the wall, punches, teeth falling off and screams that made me second-guess their gender. Their ear-piercing scream almost deafened my ears. I had sagged to the floor when he grabbed the one kissing me and slammed him hard against the nearest wall and he had been going on for close to ten minutes now. His rage was unstoppable but concerning for me. I couldn't have a scandal to my name. Grandmother would never let me off easy. Where the heck was Susan? How long did it take to bring the car around? I tried to push myself up and with my hand on the wall I started to stagger out of there, not sparing a glance behind. Malcom's grunts and groans as he punched them over and over again filled me with fear but I didn't turn around. Before anyone would walk in and try to make a scene out of this, I'd be long gone and out of the picture. "Don't you ever put your hands on her again!" His voice vibrated through the halls. The door
CAROLINE "There you are," Susan rushed towards me with a worried look on her face as she searched my eyes. "Are you alright? Did you get lost?" "No," I got carried away and when I came to, I had to look in the mirror and make sure there was no shaken resolve showing on my face. I grabbed a drink from a waiter as soon as I stepped out of the guestroom. He was heading in Malcolm's direction. It seemed his drinking habits hadn't changed. That man could drink a whole bar down and still ask for more. It was an irritating behaviour that I tried my best to curb but it seems he snapped right back into it when I was gone. "Miss Patterson has been laughing and jollying all night," Susan said and stood by my side as I looked around for the woman. "She's going about giving everyone hope with that smile. Ha! She says "may the best man win." "It's fair game, Susan. We just need to do our best." my best wasn't going to be enough here. I'd need to do everything I can. Grandma had her eyes on tha