“Show him in here please,” Creighton insisted, then glanced around the table in a silent warning for everyone to keep their mouths quiet to the subject they were just discussing.The young man stepped out of the room and returned a moment later followed by Andre, who looked irritated that he was being distracted from his task of finding his fiancée. He smiled an arrogant grin at the group and adjusted the sleeve of his leisure jacket as he joined them at the table.“Hello, Andre,” Creighton said as he, Derek and Andrew stood up to greet the man. He shook hands with each of Sabrina’s brothers, amazed by the strength they held in their grip and nodded to the girls.“Have you seen Sabrina?” he asked with a tone that said he was growing impatient looking for her.“She’s in the park with some of the others,” Creighton lied, knowing full well she was probably in Giovanni’s arms. “We have a scheduled supper at seven. Why don’t you join us until she gets back?”“I wouldn’t want to interrupt,
Sandra raked in the pile again, fighting hard not to laugh at the haggard expression on Andre’s confused face. Seven hands and he had lost nearly everything. All the money Creighton started him with, along with the money he had on him.“So, Andre,” Creighton began smoothly. “How is everything with you and our sister?”“Fine,” he answered shortly, picking up the last card Cathy passed to him.“Really? Because from what we’ve learned, you’re not exactly in the position to speak for her, now are you?”“What’s that supposed to mean?” he snapped as he looked up at the confident gleam in Creighton’s dark blue eyes.“Tell us about your plans for the wedding? Will you have a bride by your side when you take your vows?”“Of course, I will. What are you getting at?”“I pulled a background check on you when you decided to marry my sister,” Creighton told him boldly, making Sandra turn her gaze to her husband. “It was very interesting reading.”“What…what did you learn?” he asked in a nervous, he
“Irena, that’s enough,” Creighton said sternly, stopping his little sister from finishing her sentence.“I believe you have a previous commitment to keep,” Derek said with the authority his many years in the legal profession provided him. Andre looked around the table with mixed feelings. On one hand he was free, able to move forward and never think of the wonderful Ashfords again, but on the other hand, he had to start over and try to find someone to replace Sabrina at the altar. The room was silent as he stood up, rolled his sleeves down and slipped his jacket back across his torso. Before he could leave the table, Andrew gathered the cash he had used for the game and tossed it across the table to him, watching as he eyed the bills in front of him.“Take your money and get out,” he ordered the man, looking at him with an expression that begged him to start trouble.Andre knew if he tried to back out of the agreement, Creighton would bring out the secrets of his past, and if he trie
Andre didn’t say another word. He simply raised a single eyebrow and turned around, leaving the room and the angry expressions that stared at his departure.Sabrina glared at the door as if it were her enemy, as William shut it quietly, blocking out the curious eyes of those who watched from the corridor. She couldn’t believe any of this had just happened. She was the one who planned on breaking up with him. She even anticipated and prepared for an argument, but never once did she consider his breaking off their engagement. He was the one who had cheated on her, he was the one trying to change her into something she wasn’t, and yet there she stood, feeling guilty for wanting something better for herself. He insulted her family, her virtue - what there was of it - and even accused her of being lower class, simply because she came from honest, hardworking parents.“Good riddance to bad rubbish,” Nana said, taking Grace to her mother.“Are you alright?” Giovanni asked softly as the room
Creighton turned to her and frowned, slowly looking down her body then back up to her beautiful green eyes.“Is it that time already?” he asked, feeling slightly cheated with the lack of hours before she began bleeding.“No, and it won’t be for a while,” she assured him with a smile.“How long is a while? Not that I’m complaining, mind you. I don’t care if you’re bleeding or not, but I know it bothers you.”“Stop worrying. You have about thirty-two weeks, so take your time.” Creighton’s smile returned as he leaned over her, sucking her nipple into his mouth to prepare it for the clamps. Thirty-two weeks, that would give them plenty of time to…then he paused and looked up into the eyes that watched him.“Are you saying…”“Number three will be here in the spring, which leaves plenty of time for you to enjoy the kinkier side of life.”“When were you going to tell me?” he scolded, scooting further on the bed, his hand resting gently on her lower abdomen.“I just did,” she answered. “The
Creighton sighed as he unfastened her wrists and rolled her over, lying down next to her. Without instructing her, she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips with her legs. The hard shaft of his penis pulsated against her moist body as she wrapped her fingers around it and pressed it against the opening of her vagina. One push and he was sheathed inside her, heat surrounding him like a glove.Creighton knew he couldn’t keep tormenting her beautiful body without causing himself pain, but it was a game he had enjoyed playing and mentally promised himself he would do again.As the walls of her vagina tightened around him, he knew it was only moments before she came, and he wanted to make it a good one for her. He pulled her down across him and covered her mouth with his, as his fingers found the end of the string holding the beads in place. Slowly, he removed the first two beads, feeling her muscles tighten with each one. Then as her body began to convulse with her impending release
Giovanni snapped picture after picture of Sabrina as she cuddled close to Olivia on the back of a white horse with a pink and blue saddle. He had spent the morning consciously giving the two females in his life, time to get to know each other and watched as they rode the carousel, their horse going up and down on the golden pole. Sabrina pointed out Giovanni to his daughter every time they passed him and smiled as she squealed cheerfully with the action of the horse. The music played on and she found her anger and frustrations far from her mind, washed away by a small child who clung to her, giggling and laughing.The ride slowed down and Sabrina climbed off the horse, taking Olivia with her. They were walking toward the exit gate when she heard her name called out and turned to see Irena and Peter waving anxiously to her. Giovanni knelt next to Olivia and accepted the hug from his daughter, then showed her the pictures he had taken of them.“You look happy,” Sabrina told Irena who h
“Where do we go from here?” Sabrina asked a short while later as she lay curled next to him in the bed. Olivia sat at the foot of the mattress watching Sesame Street, repeating the words and letters the small little puppets were telling her about.“I think we should give Irena her time in the spotlight,” he answered, caressing her bare hip beneath the blankets. “I would like to be married by the end of summer. We can do it between your winter and spring designs if you’d like. If you are pregnant, or if you become pregnant, you should deliver shortly after the premier of next year’s summer designs. After that, I’d like to do things right and spend a few weeks getting our family acquainted.”“It sounds like you’ve planned this all out,” she teased him.“I have,” he answered honestly. “I never intended for us to spend the night together when we took The Tornado out, but I did a bit of calculating and it should work out perfectly.”A loud knock sounded at the door startling them out of th