Chester Blackwood POV
“Hey, hey! Shit! I want her, I fucking want her all to myself!” I said, hissing out my frustrations. No woman has ever been in total control over me, especially when it comes to sex. But she is different. There's something about her, something special and not connected to being a stripper. I don't even know what her face looks like! Hissing loudly again, my phone rings out. Looking at the caller's ID, I knew it was time for me to leave New York City. Taking a good look at the room once more as the memory of what happened earlier came flooding my brain, I smiled and then stood up. “SexyRed! I am definitely coming back for you!” With that, I walk out. ****** Alexandria POV Coming out of the dressing room after changing my clothes, I saw Murphy, walking away with some men that seemed to be bodyguards behind him. “I knew he was rich!” I said feeling the wads of dollars in my backpack. Now, this will help me a long way in school. Walking out of the club house, I was grateful to be called to perform on time, and get to go back home early. Home? I am already planning on applying for a student hostel at school. I want to be away from home, away from my supposed father, away from the haunting memories. ****** Chester Blackwood POV Arriving at the airport in my private jet, my driver was already waiting for me. Apart from my dislike for some things, what I hate most is not keeping to time. “Boss, office or the villa?” Christian, my driver of many years, asked me the moment I got into the black tinted limousine. “Home, Christian! Take me to my parents!” With that I concentrate on the tabloid on my hands, watching the latest stock rise in the business world. “Yes, boss!” He replied, and started driving towards one of my family estates in Washington. The Blackwood family is the richest family, and largest business empire in the whole of A city of Washington. Being the only male child, the whole family business was bestowed on me, yet I have a sister who doesn't fucking care about the family empire. “The famous billionaire business tycoon, and Sexy Heart Breaker, was in New York City for the acquiring of a new company, but we are yet to get the full details of it, please stay tuned for more updates!" I smirk on reading the news headlines. “Sexy HeartBreaker? Sounds alluring in the ears!” I said with a frown. If only they knew what it feels like to be born into a family where failure is not an option! Maybe they might have a different version of who I really am, well… not that I fucking care about their opinions of me anyway. And relationships? Have got no time to spare for stringing a woman along all in the name of dating her! I only date a woman long enough to fuck her brains out, and it's only last for one week. After a week, I suddenly lose interest in her, and then find the next hot legs. Sex is the only language I understand in releasing my stress, and what man does like a good damned fuck?” Thinking of a good fuck, memories of SexyRed came flooding my brain again, and soon my dick became erected. “Fuck this woman! Calm down dude, she is far away from us!" I cursed, and then mumbled under my breath. Closing the tabloid, I tried to calm my dick down by thinking of something else, before reaching home.Chester Blackwood POV My phone rings out, I grin before picking it up.“And how is my Sexy HeartBreaker doing?” An amused voice asked over the phone.“Daniel, how am I sure you don't have a hand on this?” I said, still grinning.“Come Chester! You control the media sector, not me dude!”.“Hmm…! Am in Washington already”. I breathed out softly.“The usual spot tonight?”“Yeah, the usual!” I replied without thinking twice about it. I really need something to distract my attention from her…"Alright, bro! Stay safe!” The call ended.“We are home, boss!” The driver announced, when someone walked over to open the door for me.“Welcome home sir, they are waiting for you!” Smithfield, a thirty-five old man, and one of the numerous bodyguards attached personally to my parents house, greets me politely.“Thank you, Smithfield!” I said and then headed straight to the sitting room.“Chester! Sweetheart, how was your trip?” My mom was the first to embrace me.“Fine, mom! How are you doing?” .“W
Chester Blackwood POV Her screams of moans only brought back memories. Trying to push back the memories, I increased the thrusting of my fingers in her pussy and she moaned out in pleasure. Removing my fingers, I spread her legs wider, remove my hard dick, and then thrust into her dripping cunt at once. Waiting to savor her moans briefly, I resumed thrusting into her while sucking her breast, slowly I increased my speed, thrusting harder, and deeper into her wet pussy. Pulling out to change position, I raised her legs up, making me have a better and easier access to her dripping wet pussy. At once, I thrust into her, and she screams out her moans.“Open it wide, Sofia! Spread your cunt wider for me to see! I wanna see your pussy dripping wet! Juicy wet cunt, you have got here, Sofia! Ahh , Yeah… I love fucking you hard! I want to see your pussy fill-in my dick!” I said while thrusting in faster and harder.“Chester! Oh, chester! Ahh…yeah baby….Haah… chester…Yeah…come on baby… Uugh…
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV Washing my body with extra care,I can't seem to get SexyRed off my mind, off my head!. “I will inform the driver to send you back home, Sofia! Please don't come over anymore” I said, and she immediately sprang up from the ground, looking at my face. “What wrong, Chester? Are you breaking up with me?" She asked, and wondered why she was asking a question she already knew the answer to. “What do you think?” I ask, coming out of the bathroom, and picking up a clean folded towel from the closest. “You are definitely breaking up with me! But why? What have I done wrong? I can fix it! We can fix it up, Chester!” She said, her eyes almost moist with tears. “Same old methods!” I grunt out. This is one of the reasons I don't do relationships! Can't she just accept it already?. “What did you say? Chester, you know how much I love you, right?” She said looking at my face for answers. “But I don't, Sofia! And, will never be! We were attracted to each other, and
“I need a new hottie, dude!” I said, rolling my eyes at him, while he grins widely at me. “Well, I have got some hotties for y'a! You wanna see them?” “Please…no blondes!” I spoke up quickly, which made him narrow his eyes at me. "Something else is going on with you?". “You know what?" I have someone in mind already!" I smirk at him. "Who?” “She has been on my neck for some time now. But I definitely need to fucks some clean pussy tonight!” I said, and then gulped down another glass of brandy. Daniel smiles back at me, while searching my eyes for any hints of whatever I am obviously hiding from him. Clapping his hands twice, the door opened, and the blondes walked back in. Whispering into the ear of the taller blond lady, she nods her reply, then they all walk out of the room again. “What are you up to?” I asked him. “Wait, and see!” He replied with a grin. Soon, a soft knock sounded on the door, and a beautiful red haired lady with a big ass walked in. “Dammit! That
“Fuck, fuck…fuck…! Ugh…ugh…. Slow down, cute! Uugh… yeah!” She screams but that only made me increase my thrusting deeper into her. She could not hold back her screams of moans anymore. I believe everyone can literally hear her screaming now. Feeling my sperm coming, I thrust deeper into her cunt that is a bit swollen now. Suddenly, and swiftly, I pulled out of her, splashing the sperm into the condom. Laying down bedside her on the bed, I closed my eyes briefly to wonder about nothing in particular.I have always been careful about sleeping with ladies wearing condoms. If SexyRed can be that sweet using condoms, I wonder what it will feel like fucking her without one!. Turning sideways to see the girl I just fucked, she smiled at me but I felt disgust with her at once. Reaching out for my wallet, I pulled out crisps of hundred dollar notes, making it a thousand dollars and then gave it to her.“I want to be left alone!” I said with a blank face, and she was surprised at my change
“Alex! Hey, how are you doing?”. Since he caught me already, I turned to face him, smiled and then tried to walk away. “Hey, Alex, Alex! Please, can you give me a minute? Please, Alex! He said, while his eyes soften with an expression I am yet to recognize. “What is it, Drake?” I said, frowning. “Alex! I know I'm not perfect, but I am not a terrible person either. “Yeah!” I scoff at him. “Why did you suddenly hate me, Alex! I thought we felt some kind of attraction for each other?” He said, staring intensely at me. “Well…we did, right? I mean the sex was good, right? Why were you trying to blow up my phone with your calls?” I asked, frowning again. “Because you locked me out, Alex! You keep hiding, running, pushing me away from you! You wouldn't let me see you! I had no choice but to try and reach you on the phone, and then you blocked me out!” He whimpers softly, his eyes still staring deeply at me. As if he is searching for something, seeking for a clue, to an answer he
TROUBLE WITH A COURSE I made a lot of money from my performance last night, and so, for the next one week, I neglected school activities in order to look for a student apartment to rent. My dad was becoming a pain in the ass by trying to pay more attention to me. It makes me feel uncomfortable, and I want out, as soon as possible.Thankfully, and luckily, I quickly found one with the help of Sande, and for quite an affordable price. Caring less about my dad's whining talks of staying safe, I packed into my new apartment, feeling free, and proud of myself until I heard the news about one of my major courses in school. “What am I going to do now?” I asked myself, while pacing back, and front in my room. Not attending lectures is one, but not taking part in a major course assessment is something one can't afford to joke with!Occupied with my jobs and looking for an apartment, I had totally forgotten about the assessment test, scheduled before now.“Professor Rufus Wainwright, isn't s
Yeah, prof! Your dick is kinda cute, and fit for me! Am gonna ride you still you cum!” I said and then increased my bouncing on him. “Haah… Yeah… Alexandria! You are so good, Alex! Come on, baby… I love the way you're bouncing on my dick! Uugh… it feels so good! Aaah…. Oh, yeah! So sweet…. Sweet pussy!” He moans as low as possible, while I keep on thrusting, and bouncing on his dick. Soon, he started trembling, and I knew he was about to cum. Increasing my speed, I felt my sensation, then quickly stood up, and watched him splash his seeds on the desk, moaning my name. Rearranging my dress and hair, I allowed him zip up his trousers, and then sat down on his lap again. “You are so sweet, Alexandria! Don't forget to always let me know whenever you need something or have a problem in school, okay?” He said, and I smiled at him while caressing his bald head. “Thanks, prof!” I said, kissed his cheek, smirked, and then walked out of the office, feeling better than yesterday. Taking j
The opulent venue was buzzing with excitement as the guests gathered, their eager whispers filling the air. The grand chandeliers cast a golden glow over the extravagant ballroom, and outside, the elite guests sipped champagne in a garden adorned with roses, basking in the spectacle of Chester's and Madeline’s wedding. Chester stood at the altar, a mere puppet of his family’s design. His chest tightened with every passing second. The distant clink of glasses and the murmured chatter of the crowd did little to drown out the chaotic thoughts racing through his mind. He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t marry Madeline. As the officiant began the ceremony, Chester’s gaze flickered to Madeline, standing beside him with her flawless smile and eyes that glittered with triumph. But all he could think about was Alex—the woman he had loved, the woman he had lost. His heart slammed against his ribs, and his breath caught in his throat as a text message vibrated in his p
The weight of the news still hung heavily in the air as Alex watched the announcement unfold on the television screen. The buzz from the media, the socialites, and the world beyond seemed to intensify as the forced engagement between Chester and Madeline Brooks was broadcasted. The lavish wedding details began circulating—grand venues, designer dresses, and the promise of a high-profile ceremony to match the family's elite status. It felt surreal to Alex, who had once been that woman—caught in the whirlwind of Chester’s world, a world filled with promises and expectations. Yet, here she was, standing at the threshold of a new chapter, away from it all. Her son stirred in his crib, pulling her out of her thoughts. She smiled softly, walking over to him, watching as his tiny fingers reached up in his sleep. Despite everything—despite the confusion, the heartache, the betrayal—he was her miracle. And for him, she would build a future free from the past, free from the shadows of Leon a
Alex sat quietly in the park, the soft hum of the city around her, but her mind was far away. She glanced down at her son, his bright eyes reflecting the sunlight as he played with a small toy in his hands. He was the center of her world, and every decision she made from here on out would be for him. But there was something else. Something growing inside her—an uncertainty, a curiosity, a question that she had tried to ignore for so long. Could she open her heart again?... Liam had been there for her in a way that no one else had. He had never asked for anything, never pushed her to be someone she wasn’t. The more time she spent with him, the more she realized how much she appreciated his quiet strength, his kindness, and the ease with which he made her laugh. It wasn’t love yet, not the passionate kind she had shared with Leon, but it was something. Something she hadn’t felt in a long time... Liam had made it clear that he wasn’t ru
The weight of the announcement still hung heavily in Alex’s chest. She had tried to stay indifferent, but the image of Chester, standing next to Madeline, his expression distant yet resigned, kept haunting her. It wasn’t that she expected him to sit around pining for her, but seeing him so publicly move on, so easily, was more painful than she anticipated. As much as she told herself that it was for the best, that she was better off without him, there was always that nagging voice in the back of her mind. What if things could have been different? What if they hadn’t fallen apart the way they had? Could they have found a way back to each other? But that was in the past. And now, all that mattered was her son. He had her heart and soul, and Alex was determined to give him the best life possible. As she sat in the quiet of her apartment, holding her son close, she felt a stirring of something unexpected. It wasn’t just a feeling of longing for a man who no
Chester could hardly believe the words Madeline had spoken to him three weeks later! I'm Pregnant? The thought made his stomach churn. He hadn’t been careful, but the idea of her carrying his child seemed far-fetched, especially given the haze of alcohol and the drug she’d so deftly slipped into his system. But the truth, as twisted as it was, couldn’t be denied. He had no choice but to go through with a test, something he dreaded more than anything. --- The Next Day... Chester sat in the sterile, cold hospital room, his hands tightly clenched around the armrest of the chair. The results from the test were about to be revealed, and with every passing second, the knot in his stomach tightened further. Madeline sat across from him, her face a mask of feigned concern. She had been playing the role of the victim perfectly, looking so innocent, but Chester could see through the charade. Still, despite everything, there was a part of him that feared what the test might confirm. A nurse
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I sat at my desk, surrounded by files, photos, and addresses, my eyes bloodshot but sharp. For the first time in months, i wasn’t drowning in whiskey or self-pity. i had focus now — and it all pointed to one city. New York.... My private investigator had finally unearthed a clue, subtle but undeniable: a hospital record flagged under a different surname, but the birthdate and the emergency contact screamed Alex. It was the only real lead he’d had since she disappeared. Daniel walked in unannounced, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed. “You look like hell, but for once you look alive.” I smirked slightly, the first real smile in ages. “I’m going to find her.” Daniel stepped closer, glancing at the spread of documents. “And when you do?” “I’m not letting her go,” I said flatly. “Not again.” But deep down, anxiety twisted in my chest. If Alex had hidden herself this well, it meant she didn’t want to be found. --- Meanwhile, across in another city..
Instead, i called Daniel. “What the hell happened?” Daniel’s voice barked the second he picked up. “She drugged me,” I said flatly, pacing. “She took photos. She’s already feeding the media.” “You’re kidding me.” “I wish I was. My mother probably already saw the headlines. This is bad.” Daniel let out a long breath. “You need to control the narrative before she does. Deny it. Publicly. Say you passed out drunk and nothing happened.”I rubbed my temple. “And the photos?” Daniel hesitated. “Can you be sure she didn’t stage it all? If you didn’t touch her, we can fight this.” “She wanted me to believe something happened. But I didn’t feel anything—nothing to suggest we—” I broke off, disgust rising again. “She’s trying to force my hand.” A knock at the door interrupted me. I opened it to find my mother standing there, phone in hand, face tight with fury. “You want to tell me what the hell this is?” she snapped, shoving the screen at me. I glanced at it. A social med
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I stood by the window of my office, gripping the folder in my hand so tightly the edges curled. My heart thudded against my ribs as I stared at the document—a new lead. Finally. Daniel had just left after delivering it, his voice thick with cautious hope. “She used her old email to register a pediatric account in New York, Chester. Same name, same birthdate. It’s her.” My breath hitched. Alex! Alive. In New York. With their child? I couldn’t stop the surge of emotion that slammed into me like a tidal wave—relief, regret, desperation. I had been right not to give up. She was out there. And now, maybe, just maybe, he could finally— Buzz. My intercom crackled. “Sir, your mother is on line one.” I exhaled sharply. Of course. Reluctantly, I picked up the phone. “Yes, Mother?” “Chester,” My mom's voice was firm. “You’re attending Madeline’s birthday party tonight. No excuses.” I groaned. “Mother, I don’t care if it’s her coronation. I’m not going.” “Sh
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV The upscale restaurant buzzed with murmurs and clinking silverware, its chandeliers casting soft golden light over the wealthy patrons scattered across velvet-lined booths and tables. At the center table sat the my mom, an image of wealth and status... if only the illusion matched the reality. I sat at the far end of the table, my body present but soul miles away. Dressed in a crisp navy suit with an expression cold enough to freeze the wine in my glass, I barely acknowledged the waiter who poured for my. My mother gave me a sharp glance, then smiled tightly at our guest. “And of course,” she said with feigned warmth, “Madeline has been such a constant in our family, even when Leon was... distracted.” Madeline Brooks laughed, all teeth and pretense. “Well, I believe true connections always find their way back. Don’t you think, Chester?” I slowly turned to face her. “No.” The table fell silent. Madeline blinked, her smile faltering. “Excuse me?” “I don’t b