CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I couldn’t breathe. The moment I walked into her apartment and found it empty, a deep, suffocating panic took hold of me.Alex, was gone!. There was no forwarding address. No goodbye note. Nothing. My hands trembled as I gripped the back of a chair, my entire body feeling cold, hollow, shattered. I lost her. I really lost her this time. The pain in my chest was unbearable, a sharp, twisting knife that dug deeper with every second. I had fought for her. Begged for her. Waited for her. And she still chose to leave?. A bitter, hollow laugh escaped my lips as I collapsed onto the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling. For months, I had believed that if I just tried harder, if I just proved myself, she would come back to me. But now? Now, I was nothing but a miserable, broken man, still madly, crazily in love with a woman who didn’t want me anymore. I pressed my hands over my face, my chest heaving as the suffocating truth settled in. If Alex was t
Alexandria POV Loud pants of moans filled the bright lit up spacious room painted with gray color, while a large portrait of an unknown naked man hangs on the left side of the room. I love seeing the sheer pleasure on the faces of any guy I am fucking in my room, hence, my room is always lit up during sex.“Haah… Yeah…come on baby… Uugh… Aaah...” His voice groans softly, eyes closed, and his mouth slightly opened, only increasing the sweet sensation bubbling up slowly in my brain, while the bed dances in response to the slow rotation of my hips on his dick. “Yeah... You’re a dirty crate, aren’t cha? But you’re my dirty crate, and I’m gonna make you squeak.” I said, while bounces up and down in a slow rhythmic movement despite his huge manhood, while he holds on to the fully exposed breasts, dangling in his face, my breasts nipples were red and swollen of him sucking on it. “Ahh! Yeah…O…Oh!... Aghh! AHHH! Come on baby, I love the way you fuck me! I love the way you ride me, Alexan
“What is wrong Alex?” He asked on seeing the look of irritation on my face. “Please leave!” I said standing up from the bed. “What! Why? Did I do something wrong?” He asked, while getting up now, looking worried or rather confused at my change of attitude toward him.“Argh! Same fucking questions, all the time! I said, rolling my eyes while putting on my decaded clothes.“What do you mean?” He sat on the edge of the bed, and I could see his toned chest, and the clear line of his chiseled jawline. “Look, we felt attraction for each other, and then we fucking had mind blowing sex! What else were you thinking of?". "What else? Wait a minute!” His eyes slowly widen in realization of what is happening.“Are you breaking up with me, Alexandria?" .“We were dating?" “No, but…!”.“Enough of the talks already! Just get out, I mean, now!” I said, opening the door wide for him.Slowly he puts on his clothes, walks closer to me, looks intensely at my eyes, and then walks out.Releasing my br
Alexandria POV Here at the famous Redbox Club, strippers are to put on masks. It's part of the rules in protecting the privacy of the strippers. Strippers make a lot of money here if only you know your onions! Because, only those with VIP membership cards can get access to it.“Now, coming up next on stage is none other than the famous, SexyRed! SexyRed!” A Baritone voice announced my entrance, while loud expressions of excitement broke out.Unlike other strippers who wear clothes over their costumes, I don't and it makes me different. Swaying my hips side to side while walking slowly in a seductive manner to the platform where the pole have been replaced with a stool, I paused on getting to the stool, gently placed a foot on top the stool, then I turned to look at the screaming audience, while I flip my blonde hair to the side as a slow sensual song came on. Moving my hand slowly from my belly to my left breast, while biting my lower lips, I bend down in a sexy position, swinging
Alexandria POV “Relax!.” I whimpers into his right ear while removing his hand from my ass. Then I sit up straight on his hard and erected dick, slowly removed my costume, exposing my hardened nipples. I could tell that he wanted to get up from the couch, and grab me with the way his eyes ran over and drank up my completely naked body.Swaying my hips slowly, I danced towards one of the empty lockers and brought out a rope, his eyes following every of my movements. Still swaying my hips, I walked towards him, I slowly but gently tied up his hands above his head with him offered any resistance. I could tell from the smirk on his face that he likes it. Then, I walked back to front and started carelesing my breast, touching my wet pussy. Then slowly, I placed my two middle finger inside of me and started fingerfucking my cunt, and a loud groan escape from his mouth. Continuing finger fucking myself, he started struggling to free hands from the rope and I smiled. Releasing my fingers
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 w
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 I couldn’t breathe. The moment I walked into her apartment and found it empty, a deep, suffocating panic took hold of me.Alex, was gone!. There was no forwarding address. No goodbye note. Nothing. My hands trembled as I gripped the back of a chair, my entire body feeling cold, hollow, shattered. I lost her. I really lost her this time. The pain in my chest was unbearable, a sharp, twisting knife that dug deeper with every second. I had fought for her. Begged for her. Waited for her. And she still chose to leave?. A bitter, hollow laugh escaped my lips as I collapsed onto the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling. For months, I had believed that if I just tried harder, if I just proved myself, she would come back to me. But now? Now, I was nothing but a miserable, broken man, still madly, crazily in love with a woman who didn’t want me anymore. I pressed my hands over my face, my chest heaving as the suffocating truth settled in. If Alex was t
And I will spend the rest of my life proving that to you, whether you let me back in or not." I swallowed, looking away. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to hold onto my anger. But then, his voice softened. "I don’t just want to be in the baby’s life, Alex. I want to be in yours." I met his gaze, my heart hammering fast like a wheel. "Say the word," he whispered. "And I’ll walk away. But if there’s even a part of you that still feels something for me—tell me, and I’ll never stop fighting for us." The weight of his words crushed me. Because the truth was… I still felt something. And I hated it. "I just need time, Chester." His expression flickered—hope, pain, frustration. But he nodded. "I’ll wait." His voice was steady, but I could see the strain in his eyes. I swallowed hard. "This isn't just about us. It’s about our child. I need to be sure." He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. "I understand, Alex. Take all the time you need." And with that, he left, but not
I never thought I’d find myself in this position again—sitting across from Chester's mother. She has to come over to Manhattan. Defended me from Natasha and her endless emotional torture. This woman has always looked out for me and I am grateful for her love. I can't just ignore her call anymore. She sat before me, her posture composed as always and her eyes… they held what I have come to love her for.Genuine concern. For me. For the baby. And also, for her son. The private dining room of one of Manhattan’s most exclusive restaurants was quiet, save for the distant hum of conversation from outside. A setting fitting for a Blackwood matriarch, but I felt so much warmth sitting before her. Strangely enough, I felt at peace. I felt this feeling I had missed for some months now. And I regret putting her in the dark. I wish I didn't pushed her away when she offered to help. "Thank you for meeting me," She said, her voice cool and kind. I folded my hands in my lap. "I almost didn’t.
I stared at the screen in disbelief. Natasha stood behind a podium, her expression carefully crafted—vulnerable yet poised. "I know the world sees me as the villain," she began, her voice trembling just enough to be convincing. "But I never meant to hurt anyone." Liar. I gritted my teeth as she continued. "CEO Chester Blackwood and I have history. A deep, undeniable connection. And while I’ve made mistakes, so has he." She exhaled, her eyes glistening with fake tears. "The truth is, Chester has always come back to me. Even after Alex left, he—" I shut the laptop. I couldn’t listen anymore. I had been through enough. She was trying to break me. To make me doubt everything. But I wouldn’t let her win. Not this time. Ava stormed into my office, her phone clutched in her hand. "Boss, you need to see this." I tensed. "More headlines?" "Not just headlines." She turned the phone around. It was a live feed. Of Chester. Standing outside Natasha’s press conference. With a microph
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV "You want me to do what?" I stared at my mother, struggling to process her words. She sighed, setting her teacup down with a clink. "I said, you need to let me speak to Alex on your behalf." I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Mother—" "Chester," she interrupted firmly. "You hurt that girl in ways I can’t even begin to understand. If you truly love her, then humbling yourself isn’t a weakness. It’s a necessity." I clenched my jaw. I hated this. I hated that I had to beg for the chance to fix things. But I also knew she was right. Alex wasn’t going to fall for my persistence alone. She needed something bigger. Something genuine. I exhaled slowly. "Fine." A small smile touched my mother’s lips. "Good. I’ll arrange a meeting." But even as I agreed, a strange unease settled in my gut. Because Alex was the least of my worries right now. Natasha is back with more schemes. And if there was one thing I knew about her, it was that she never played fa
Ava stormed into my office, her face pale. "You need to see this. Now." I frowned, but before I could ask, she shoved her tablet into my hands. I stared at the screen. And my world shattered. BREAKING NEWS: Ms. Alex SECRET CHILD—WHO IS THE FATHER? I froze. The article was everywhere. Every news outlet, every social media platform. Natasha had exposed my pregnancy. Despite my earlier warning?. There were photos of me leaving a doctor’s office. A leaked sonogram. Speculation everywhere. "Did she get pregnant to trap CEO Chester Blackwood?" "Is the billionaire heir the real father?" "Who was she hiding the child from?" Suddenly, a dull ache drums in my head, as the room tilted around me. My breath came in sharp, panicked bursts. No. No, no, no. This was supposed to be mine. My choice. My secret. And now the world knew. "Boss," Ava’s voice cut through the haze. "What do we do?" My hands shook. I couldn’t fall apart now. I inhaled sharply, steadying myself. "Schedu
I had almost convinced myself that Natasha was no longer a threat. That was my first mistake. The second was underestimating how far she was willing to go. I was reviewing a partnership deal in my office when Ava burst in, looking both furious, and concerned. "You need to see this," she said, dropping a folder onto my desk.. I frowned, flipping it open. Then my stomach dropped. A tabloid article. Natasha Romanoff spotted in Manhattan City, meeting with an unnamed Blackwood's insider. The photos showed her stepping out of a luxury car, her signature red lips curved into a smug smile. That evil mistress! That vile bitch!. She will pay for what she did to me, some days. Two day later, I received a message from Chester's mother, asking to meet with me. I wasn’t sure why I agreed to this meeting. Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was exhaustion. Or maybe, deep down, I needed to hear it from someone else—someone who wasn’t Chester, the great liar. Chester’s mother, sat across from
“You will not show up unannounced,” I began. “You will not try to intimidate me into decisions. Any visits will be scheduled and supervised.” His lips twitched. “Supervised?” “Yes,” Jenna interjected. “At least in the beginning.” He hummed, considering. “And if I don’t agree?” I met his gaze head-on. “Then I’ll fight you in court. And if you think for a second that money is enough to win, you clearly don’t know me.” Something flickered in his expression—respect, maybe even admiration. Then, just as quickly, it was gone. “I don’t plan on fighting you, Alex.” His voice was softer now. “I just want my child. And…” His fingers tapped against the table. “Maybe a chance to fix what I broke.” My breath hitched, but I masked it. Jenna cut in before I could respond. “Alex’s terms are non-negotiable. You’ll earn access to your child at her pace, not yours.” He exhaled sharply, shaking his head
My fingers clenched into fists. He was already threatening me with legal action? I slammed my laptop shut and paced across the room, my mind racing. He wouldn’t actually drag me to court, would he? No, of course he would. But he didn’t bluff. And the worst part? He had the resources to win. If this turned into a legal battle, I’d be outmatched in every possible way. I needed to get ahead of this. Now. I grabbed my phone and dialed the one person who could help. “Alex?” My lawyer, Jenna, answered after the second ring. “We have a problem,” I said, gripping the edge of the counter. “Leon knows about the baby.”Silence. Then a sharp inhale. “And?” “And he’s already making moves to claim his place in my child’s life.” Jenna cursed under her breath. “I’ll set up a meeting with my team first thing in the morning. In the meantime, don’t respond to him.” I exhaled shakily. “Okay.” But as I hung up, I knew one thing for certain— This wasn’t just about me anymore.Chester wasn’t just t