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 andHe 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
She screamed, letting out a cry of pain as the glass shattered around her head. The dent her head made on the glass almost looked like a bloody spider web. I just had some good orgasm, and this woman thinks she has the right to ruin that euphoric feeling that was still buzzing in my veins?Pushing her face harder against the broken glass made her cry out again. "Please..." She pleaded."I needed you to shut up. So this was a faster way to do that." I whispered.Blood poured from the side of her face as I met her eyes. She whimpered, struggling against me, but I held her still, pulling on her hair. Tears spilled from her eyes and she opened her mouth to scream. "If you scream, I will scoop out the contents of your skull and serve them to you. Do you hear me?" I asked, shocking even myself. 'Where the hell did that come from'?I glared at her, and her eyes widened in fear. "I’m so..."I squeezed her head and she shut up immediately. "My husband is of
"Are you going to tell me why you fought someone today?" Hollis asked me. We were already done at the club and were in the car heading back to the Garden. Nero was driving, while we were comfortably seated, with a privacy demarcation already in place between us and Nero. "I didn't fight anyone," I replied. "Oh, you didn't? So, what was it then? You beat someone to a stupor. Does that sound better?" "She asked for it," I replied in defense. "She disrespected me and talked down at me because she's your goddamn fuck-mate." "Was. She was. And I ended things already with her. I would never tolerate anyone disrespecting my wife. You should have told me instead of picking a fight." "I can take care of myself. I don't need to run to you with complaints that are nothing." Hollis laughed softly. "You are so rebellious. You do know that you gave her a cut on the nose, right?" "I had no idea," I replied honestly. "You shouldn't go around fighting people..." "Says someone that
"You’re going to sit next to me," I demanded as she walked toward the door. Unable to help it, my eyes settled on her ass as she swayed. I would have pulled her back, seduced the hell out of her and bang her senseless. But the family dinner can't wait. Aside from the fact that the whole family was coming together for dinner, I seriously wanted to be present when my Uncle Carloz arrived in the dining room. So yeah, I have to calm down. "No, I’m not sitting beside you. What are you going to do about that? Force me?" She giggled and turned around to gauge my reaction, probably. "If you're good and I'm in a great mood after dinner, I'll give you a show later today." She made me the best promise ever. "If not," she continued. "Best believe that I'll sexually frustrate you." She told me before opening the entrance door, leaving me aching for her. "This woman is going to kill me," I muttered, trying my best to remain calm. She pushed her head through the door with a smile. "How
Ugo frowned. I felt her body twitch in anger, and I tapped her gently on the lap below the table. "It's nice seeing you again." My wife said instead and faked a smile. I was about to let out a sigh of relief when I realized she wasn't done talking. "Aside from being a good wife, I do spend my time doing a lot. And history has it that I don't take too kindly to being talked down on. The last person that tried it is still at the hospital." The room fell quiet. My father's lips twitched into a smile and my Mom took a long gulp of her juice. Carloz swallowed whatever he had in his throat before replying. "Of course, duly noted." He responded. "He was only paying you a compliment. But it's obvious you're too defensive to understand that." Britney, my cousin said out of nowhere. "And what's wrong with being told that you're enjoying your husband's money? Isn't that the purpose of marriage, or do you think you're too big for that?" She asked as she drank her wine while the servants br
See, I’d lived a relatively safe life. Being born as an only child to loving parents. Getting the best of education, pursuing my dreams of becoming a lawyer. My life before now was bliss. But then Hollis happened. Even though I had been initially upset with everything that happened in the beginning. Presently, I can't imagine myself living without him anymore. I was suddenly kicking myself for spending the last couple of months being pissy, distant and playing silly games when I really should have been spending it trying to get to know more about him and the Genovese Family that I was now a part of for a while. Right now, there is a possibility of losing him to a gunfight out there, and I am super terrified. 'What if he doesn't come back for me'? 'What if I lose him to a gunfight'? So many what if's running through my head. The fear of losing Hollis made me teary. All this while, he's been nothing but kind to me, and I've been pissy and irritable instead of reciprocating his
I gently pushed the door open only to find freaking Hollis flicking off the water. My gaze slid to his hands, watching as blood swirled off of them and into the sink, getting diluted to pink before it slid down the drain. He must have seen a movement in the mirror or simply sensed me there because his head turned toward me, eyes dark and intense. "Good girl," he said, nodding at the gun pointed at him. "You do what you gotta do," he added, looking back down at his hands as he scrubbed at the blood. "You were just going to let me lay on that floor, sick to my stomach that I was going to be raped and murdered while you washed your hands?" I hissed, lowering the gun to my side, realizing I was somehow shaking harder than I’d been behind the chair when I was scared for my life. Hollis ignored that as he left the water on, but brought his hands to his shirt, flicking the buttons open. I felt an involuntary spasm of anticipation before he was shrugging off his shi
I could barely even adjust to the new position before his hand was slipping between my thighs, sliding up my cleft, then working my clit with just the right amount of pressure. "I think I've earned this." He said."Yes..." I moaned powerfully.Without telling my hand what to do, my free hand moved down the center of his chest and abdomen, feeling the muscles twitch under the contact as I blazed a path downward. My fingers impatiently worked his button and zipper free before caressing my palm on the bulging length of his hard cock that was straining against the material of his boxer briefs. A rumbling noise moved through Hollis's chest at the contact, making his fingers thrust inside me in response. My mouth broke from his own with a low moan as I leaned back, snapping my fingers away and offering a balance to my body by placing my arm on the counter behind me, and angling up to look at him. His dark eyes were heated and laden with his desire. Inside me,
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