Castello was standing over the electric cooker, vehemently stirring foodstuff in a large frying pan while engaging in a seemingly interesting gist with Maxine, who was dutifully cutting vegetables.
Hollis led me to the dining table beside the kitchen counter where scented candles and a table set for four waited for us.“Wait,” I said, adjusting onto the seat Hollis pulled out for me. “Where were all of you, before now? I didn’t see any of you when I entered the living room earlier.” I queried.“In one of the rooms downstairs,” Hollis replied, taking his seat at the head of the table.“Where’s Alessia?”“In her quarters. I’m at your service if you need anything.” He gave me a wink. Yes, he did. I saw it.Maxine and Castello soon approached the dining table with big bowls of fajitas, noodles, vegetables, plenty of meat and cupcakes! I smiled when I saw it and I had no doubt Hollis noticed my happiness as well.The meal waHOLLISKnowing Ugo and living with her has taught me that there is more to a woman than her body and beauty. And a woman can be anything as long as you give her the wings to fly. A few hours after the incident in the closet, It got me thinking of how much strength my wife had, if she could really resist my charms with all that tension between us.I had to rush down to my study to regain my composure and for some quiet. ‘I should have let this woman come when I had the chance.’ I groaned, looking down at my boner, a painful reminder of my miscalculated decision.I’d thought at that point that preventing her from coming by my fingers would put her head in a space where she would want her orgasm too much to damn the consequences. In other words, I thought she would be thinking with her cunt and not her head. But I was fucking wrong. Ugo Chike is not just any girl, she is my nemesis, God’s punishment to me for all my hideous sins.“God,” I murmured.Go
"How did you find out?" I turned to Castello with the question because I was certain he made the discovery.“Cordelia,” Castello replied, walking over to take a seat opposite Maxine. “She likes Reina. So she’s trying to look out for her.”My phone beeped. I realized that I didn’t really know when Ugo ended her call. But the notification on my phone showed that she was heading outside with her phone.“You’ll pay a visit to Father tomorrow and spend a couple of days with them,” I told Maxine.“You want me to tell him?” Maxine asked.I shook my head.” Carloz will be dead in a second if you do that. I want to know what he’s gotten himself entangled with and who he’s working with. Killing him will prevent me from getting names. Your presence there is to tell me what Carloz is up to. Meanwhile, how is Ugo coming up with her training?”Maxine nodded, “she’s good.”“Castel, you’ll take over her training for a couple of days. I’ll be away from tomorrow. Maxine wil
I saw his lips thin out before being replaced by what seemed like a frown. “So this is about your ego.” He said.“Fucking put me down, and leave me the hell alone.” I voiced out.He stopped moving and looked down at my face. “No.” He repeated. “I don’t give a fuck if your ego is bruised, but you will sleep in my bed. If we have an issue, we sort it out like adults and if I wronged you, I’ll apologize. Sleeping in my bed is non-negotiable.” He finalized, offering me not even a single room to debate his decision.“My ego is fine,” I grumbled, leaning as far away from his chest as I could get with how hard he was holding onto me, even though all of me wanted to lean in and take deep breaths of his cologne that had clung to his skin.“Then you’re not in a great mood. If I remember correctly, your mood was great when Maxine and Castello joined us for dinner, but it's not anymore because it’s just you and I?”“No,” I replied, again.“Okay, that’s not it. So I’m gue
“Well?” I said in the form of a question, keeping my gaze on his arms. My way of asking him to let me go.“No,” He said, annoying me even further.For Christ’s sake, I’m in my period, and this man neither has an idea of what I'm feeling right now nor what those hands of his were doing to me. “You’ll find those fingers of yours broken if you don’t keep them to yourself,” I warned, and he let out a soft laugh.“Why are you so mad at me?”I flipped around to look at him. “You insisted that I sleep in the same bed as you, and you crawled out to this little office of yours so early in the morning, just to speak to one of your numerous mistresses. You should be ashamed of yourself.” I hissed and stormed out of the room.I was fast enough to get into the Dojo and shut the door behind me before he stormed right in behind me.“What the hell did you just say to me?” He asked, startling Castello, who was busy cleaning some of the
“Let’s train.” I told Castello in a calm, numb voice.He shook his head, opposing the idea. “We can do that tomorrow. Are you hurt?” He asked.He started coming closer, but I tagged him on the leg and he was quick to block it but missed the blow that landed on his jaw.“What the fuck!” He yelled and I sunk my ass on the mat, letting out the threatening tears. Castello rushed over to me, ignoring his jaw. “Shhh, it’s okay. Are you hurt?” He asked again.I shook my head, but continued sobbing. “I want to go home.” I sobbed.Damn hormones, now look at the mess! ..................The days rolled by. Maxine would visit every now and then and all three of us will chat and play games. They ended up teaching me some poker tricks. Castello was so kind and attentive to my needs. He did everything he could think of to keep me company. Including taking me out for shopping and making sure I was always comfortable.Eventually, I got a vibrator and on Ca
‘Poor thing? Did this woman, whoever the hell she is, refer to me as a poor thing?’ “U.U,” Maxine called, interrupting my thoughts as he walked up to us. He gave me a hug, and shook hands with Castello, ignoring the blond, who was staring at him, all smiles. “Maxine,” the blond called. “Surely, I’m not that invincible.” She giggled. Maxine nodded and turned to her. “Henri, It’s nice to see you again.” He said in a clipped tone. ‘Henri!’ The name struck me. She must be the one, the Henrietta Hollis had been speaking to days ago. ‘you must be kidding me’ Henri turned to Castello, then to me. “Mrs. Genovese,” she called in such a comical voice. “Pretty great to meet you in person.” She added, in a mocking tone and stretched forth her hand for a handshake. I stared at her stretched hand and shook my head. “Go fuck yourself,” I told her and started walking away. Castello followed me right behind, pushing his arms behin
There was a naked couple in one of the rooms and they were staring directly at me. I jumped, startled. But Castello shook his head, laughing.“They can’t see you.” He repeated. “Once you enter a viewing room and close the door, it will be automatically locked from the inside and unless you open the door yourself, no one can gain access into the room from outside. So if you want to be the only one in a viewing room, make sure to shut the door behind you. Leaving it open is an open invitation to others that you might need a partner.” Castello explained more and I kept nodding my understanding.“Derek is one of the guards” He continued, “ and he’s somewhere along the corridor outside.” He pointed to the door. “He’ll be around, just to keep an eye out. But he will be almost invincible. I have to go help Maxine. Will you be okay on your own?”I nodded, “I’ll be perfect. See you around. And don’t tell Hollis that I’m here.”He let out a small laugh and
He was still holding me in place, so we were both watching the threesome taking place. "This is your Club, Mrs. Genovese." He replied, caressing my finger. "It feels so strange to watch." I whispered again. "They are putting up all that show to impress you. They want you to watch." His deep velvet voice warmed me right back up. We stood in silence for a moment, watching the show while my body kept humming with arousal. "Doesn't it feel liberating to know that that you can do whatever you want to do in here, and no one can see you?" My lips parted and I tried to force in a breath, even though my chest felt like it was weighing a ton. My body had tumed into a ticking bomb, ready to explode, and i wanted to scream with the intense needi was feeling Hollis's body was hard against mine and he was still holding me around my waist. In the dark room, the man standing behind the throne moved to the front and the lady sitting on the throne stood up. Her short flared skirt flew down, cover
We drove down a clear road, surrounded by mountains and hills, and then through cave-like closings. "Where are you taking me?" I asked, trying to keep the panic out of my voice. "I’m taking you home, Emmah Landon," Gideon said, and he looked at me with that goddamn devastating crooked grin. "It's Emmah Huxley. We're divorced." I reminded him. "Yet, you're wearing a ring that would stop other men from coming close." He winked at me, obviously pleased with himself. I ignored him. But why do I have a ring on my goddamn finger? Let's see... I'm yet to get over Gideon... Of course not. I just didn't want to be disturbed by any man, relationship-wise. And... Well, and nothing. "This is not the road to my home," I said, my fingers nervously circling around my ring finger. I saw him flick his eyes over to me, and there was something almost predatory in that lazy, easy smile. "It is now," he said. I tried not to look at the muscles in his arms or how his legs were spread carelessly
He hurled me over his shoulder and started toward the side of the gas station where a black car was readily in wait. I screamed, yelled, scratched his back, yet nothing. Well, I might as well be hitting a brick wall. The area was deserted, there was no one to help, and my screams weren't getting me anywhere. There was nothing hurried about his steps; he took his time, and when we got to the car, he threw me in the back seat and filed in behind me. "Drive." He said, and that was it, his driver or whoever that robotic-looking man was, started the car. "How... What are you doing here?" I asked him, frantic. "How did you know where I was?" He didn’t answer right away, instead, he leaned back in his seat and said, "I've been on your tail for the longest time. There is this thing called a tracker. Since you've refused to see or hear me out, I had to be creative." I knew that must be the situation, but it still took my breath away. "You're kidnapping me, why?" I asked breathlessly
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I swallowed, somehow having a faint idea of where all of this was going. A slight laugh escaped my husband's lips, and those damn twinkling eyes of his took me in again, like he'd just seen me and he finds me so endearing, and that look alone made my heart gallop. He placed a kiss on my shoulder. Pleasure shot through me and I inhaled sharply in response. Without warning, he threw me down on our bed. I gasped, my heart soaring when he dropped me, then bottoming out when my bare back hit the cool sheets. Hollis grabbed my bodice, and pushed it up, exposing my ass to his view. I shifted my weight back on the bed, intending to work my way closer to the middle, but before I could, he grabbed my bare legs and dragged me closer to the edge of the bed. On instinct, I grabbed the mattress to prevent myself from falling. "Hollis you..." Before I could finish my sentence, his face was between my thighs. My tummy turned over. "Oh..." When he put his mouth in my cunt, I almost
Hollis yanked off my bra and cupped my exposed skin, teasing over my nipples. My body was a complete inferno even before his lips were moving from mine.I wanted him inside of me and the release as much as I wanted my next breath. But not quite as much as I wanted to show him how much I love him and how happy he makes me.So before he could continue his kisses down my chest and toward my breasts, I pulled back, meeting his gaze, making him watch as I went down on my knees in front of him.My hands landed on his knees and slid forward up his thighs. I watched as an expression of surprise and pleasure crossed his gorgeous face.Then I reached for his fly and pulled out his thick, straining cock, pushing it into my open mouth. "Fuck, baby," he groaned, pushing his cock at the base and tracing my lower lip with his thumb. Then he pulled it out and a gush of precum sipped out. "Lick it," he demanded, holding it and my tongue moved out to trace over his head, tasting him, wetting him mor
"I told you, Baby," Hollis said as we made our way to the front door after our goodbyes. "You didn’t need to be nervous." "I’m worried about my father," I admitted, linking my arm through his own."Why?" He asked, seeming genuinely interested as Nero pulled up with our car, and Hollis pushed me in before sliding in beside me. "He seems withdrawn," I told him, shrugging. "And that isn’t how my father is.""Things have taken a sudden turn and he still blames himself for all of this. He thinks he's the one that put you with me," Hollis said, shrugging."He just doesn't know that it's destiny. One way or the other, we were bound to be together. Don't worry, next time, it will be better." He said. "By next time, do you mean my Mom's next birthday?" I asked, my heart sinking a little at the idea. "I meant the next family function," he replied, shrugging. "I believe there are going to be many of them.""You’re going to let me go?" I asked."Let
"Your wife?" My father came closer. "I didn't stutter. You heard me. Yes, my wife," Hollis said in a firm voice, erasing the distance between them. "Hollis..." I called, pressing a hand into his stomach. Sensing the plea in my face or my voice, his jaw loosened. "I'll go get you a glass of juice." He offered. "I'll like that," I said, nodding, giving him my silent gratitude. "I’ll be right back," he replied, squeezing me gently on the hip, before walking off. "I hoped you’d be happy to see me," I said to my father as soon as Hollis left, but I noticed that his gaze followed Hollis until he heard me speak. I didn't try to hide the vulnerability in my voice. I was upset. And I wasn’t accustomed to hiding that around my family. "Oh, my baby." My father called, his anger falling and getting replaced almost immediately with sadness. "Of course, I’m happy to see you," he started reaching for me. "Are you okay?" He asked, holding me tight
THREE MONTHS LATER**UGOGetting out of the the Garden after months of being kept in and guarded twenty-four-seven was reason enough to put some extra care into my appearance. It's been months since I left the confines of this place. There had been dark days throughout those couple of months. Hollis wasn't always around. I knew they were trying to set things straight.But I had no idea how they were going about it, until my husband came home to me with a bullet wound. My heart almost ripped through my chest. But, he insisted he was okay. And that was the last time he ever left me home alone. "The deed has been done, everything has been taken care of." Maxine had said to me on one of his visits.I still miss Castello, terribly, painfully. His memories remained embedded in my heart.Taking a look at myself in the mirror, I smiled. We were going to see my parents, it was my mother's birthday.Of course, I wanted to look nice, not just b
I was having one of those vivid dreams where I killed Hollis again. Over the time I've been at the Garden, I've had various versions of this dream. But they always end with Hollis's death. At times I pierce his heart with a dagger. Other times, it ranges from a gunshot to strangling him in his sleep. The dreams were always ending with my betrayal. My evil to him and the hurt I caused him. As usual, I woke up sobbing. Indeed there was no peace for me. Then I perceived it, his cologne, the one I checked out in his cabinet the first day I came to the Garden. A high-pitched cry escaped my lips. I'm now hallucinating and imagining the smell of fragrances, my situation was getting worse by the day and I'm not even helping matters. But, what can I do? Absolutely nothing. "Baby." I heard his voice and a sharp pain ricocheted through my heart. But when I turned around to the direction of the voice, in the dim lighting of the room, I saw a figure resembling that of Hollis standing