XanderI am waiting at the entrance to my hotel, it is plush and luxurious like all the hotels I own. Money is no object to me and it is the experience I aim to give to my guests. A bell boy stands to the side with his trolley at the ready. I have instructed him already to be waiting for Kenna’s car to arrive. A woman stands behind me with a bouquet of plush, red roses to hand to Kenna upon arrival. We have decorated the hotel with more flowers than usual, I want it to be like a paradise for when she arrives. My heart is picking up pace knowing that her eta is in around five minutes. I check quickly behind me to ensure we are ready for her. Kenna is like royalty to me now and I am pulling out all the stops for her. “Miss Bodega will not need to check in, she will go straight to the elevator to her penthouse suite.” I tell the woman behind me. She nods.“We have everything under control, Mr Staniopolis. Your electronic signature against her suite is already on record.” “Good, thank
Kenna“Xander, I am warning you, do not touch me. We cannot be anything to you. Do you get that? I have someone else in my life now.” He raises his eyebrows, something he does on a regular basis. Why does he look so surprised? What, like can’t I get anyone else after he mentally ruined me?“Who?”“It is none of your business, Xander.”“It is all of my business. Isaac and I have a deal, Kenna and that involves you.”I move away from him and take a seat on the turquoise sofa that has white fluffy cushions strategically placed. I have to admit, the suite is perfect. There is a low level oak, square coffee table that sits between the sofa I am on, and two easy chairs opposite.Xander remains standing with his hands in his pockets. He looks like a mafia man with his hand tattoos and the scowl on his face.“Who? Your stepbrother? You know that is wrong don’t you Kenna? And what would Isaac think if he found out?”“Tsk, like I care anymore. And exactly what new arrangement do you have with
KennaI am horrified with his tone as I watch his back exiting the suite doors. My heart is racing and alarm fills me. What if he is being serious? I have to think of all my options here. Because this doesn’t just impact me anymore. It will impact Dante if we try to make a go of it. Isaac could disown both of us and whereas I know Dante is making a good deal out of his own business, it is nothing like the billions that he stands to inherit from Isaac. God this is cluster fucking mess, one I wish I wasn’t caught up in.Not only that, Isaac and Dante are pretty close as father and son. It could destroy their relations, and that would be so hard to deal with. Dante looks up to his father, he respects him. Although him knowing about the whole Xander thing, may just have changed that. And why does Xander want to have me back again? I just can’t figure it out. It’s almost like he wants something he can’t have. Let’s face it, he surely can't love. I mean why would he threaten me if he sincer
KennaAlarm blazes through my body like a raging wildfire in the forest. Sweat begins to trickle down my back and my breasts. My entire body is shaking with fear. “Let me go, I can give you all the cash I have on me. I think it’s about a hundred dollars. That is all I have.”“Ah, but let me see, I recognize your face. You’re that rich cunt aren’t you that was married to the billionaire hotel man, Xander Staniopolis. You will be worth more to me than the cash in your purse.”“It’s not like that, he and I are divorced now.” His grip is so tight around my arm that it feels as if he is digging into the bone now as he drags me down an alley. It stinks, there are nothing but large garbage bins lined on either side, old cardboard boxes lay strewn around. It makes me shudder. “You would have had a pay out from the divorce, a settlement. You can’t fool me.” He uses his other hand and whips out his mobile from his jean pocket. It looks like he is scrolling and taking a picture. “Ah, see the
Xander I am tapping my fingers on the desk in my suite. What am I to do about Kenna? For a start I was in total agreement with Isaac. He came to me before I had even left for this trip with Kenna to view all the Bodega plants throughout the US.He offered me a longer term agreement to which of course I was interested in. I mean who wouldn’t be? The Bodega wine is priceless, and those who can afford it will only drink Bodega. It is the equivalent to the finest champagne in the world. So, as a business decision it made total sense to incorporate their brand into my chain of hotels.Going on the tour was not strictly necessary, however, when Isaac mentioned that he would be putting Kenna on the tour with me. Well there you have it, what can I say? Spending more time with Kenna was the clincher. I’ve made no bones about the fact that I want to win her back. None at all. And I am sure that whatever or whoever she has gotten herself entangled with, will dissolve pretty quickly. Especially
KennaI am thirsty, my mouth feels parched and there is a horrid taste. God, I wish this prick would give me some water. Thankfully, he has not taped up my mouth and I can at least run my tongue along my lips. “Can I have some water?”“No. You will shut up. First, give me the number for your stepfather!”“You think he will give you a ransom payout? Listen, that man has just threatened to take my title away. He wants me to marry Xander. If you want money from someone then you should try Xander.” “Pfft, maybe I’ll try them both and get double. How much do you think you’re worth Kenna Bodega?” His voice is snidey and laced with nastiness, it makes me shudder on top of the cold I am feeling. This building is freezing, obviously there is no heating. “Someone will start looking for me soon, whatever your name is. Say, what is your name?” Isn’t that the first thing they say you are to do when in a situation like this? Get the person’s name and try to connect with them? Hell, I don’t know -
XanderViolet sucks in a deep breath. Again. “You could learn to love me, Xander. I mean look at you and Kenna. You never even loved her when you were married.” I hate it when people state the obvious to me, it really irks the living crap out of me.“Not the point, Violet.”“That is the point. Now you can’t have her, all of a sudden you want her. That isn’t love, Xander. It is infatuation and your downfall is always wanting something you cannot have. That is all it is.” She sounds satisfied with herself. I can imagine Violet’s face looking all smug.“That is not true, Violet. I can’t tell you what happened or how it happened. I was a fool to have ignored Kenna for all the years we were married. An absolute fool. And maybe now is too late but you need to know, sister-friend, that she and I will marry again.”I hear an almost choking, laughing sound. “Are you kidding? She will never marry you again, Xander. You are out of your damn mind!”“It will be written into the new Bodega contract
Kenna“Are you ready?” The man asks me, as he holds the mobile to record. I nod, tears are streaking down my face. I just want to be back at the hotel, safe and warm without this man threatening my life. I have heard him on the phone to Xander.“He will do anything for you, he is going to pay the ransom. You are a lucky woman, Kenna. Do you understand that?” He pauses and shifts to get a better angle. “That man must really love you, not anyone would agree to give five million dollars for just anyone.” He snarls, like he is jealous of that. And I am confused as to why Xander would do this. Surely it should be Isaac paying the ransom, he is my stepfather. I am nothing to Xander anymore and I have been a total bitch to him of late. But agreeing to pay this fuck up five million dollars is no small thing to do.Maybe he was being serious about wanting me back, only no matter that he is agreeing to pay the ransom; I still cannot go back to him. How possibly could I when my heart now belong
KennaI can see he is having difficulty processing this as he just stares at me, his warm eyes open wide looking incredulous. He swallows and takes a sip of his drink. The waiter arrives with our food. I trust that Dante has suddenly lost his appetite. I know I would if someone just dropped a bombshell on me like that.“Are you okay?” I ask him.“What? No, not really. I mean what do you mean Isaac is not my real father? Of course he is, Kenna!” His voice is slightly raised but thank goodness we are not close to the other patrons of the restaurant. I give his hand a reassuring squeeze. “My mother found Isaac’s sister’s Will.”“Go on.” “Her will states that Isaac was to be granted full custody of you upon her death. It mentions your name as the son. Dante, Jordan, Felian. It states that Isaac was to give her son the surname Bodega and take him fully into the family as his own son. It did also state that Isaac was to tell you as you grew older and could understand, that she was your m
DanteI see her before she sees me as she enters the restaurant. Wow, Kenna is breathtaking as she strides in like she owns the place. Her head is held high, her shoulders back and her whole demeanour screams, I am rich, powerful, sexy and confident. I like it. She has changed since this morning and I have to admit seeing her in a navy pencil skirt to her knees showing off all her curves is giving my dick strong ideas. The man shows her to the table. I’ve chosen a romantic spot by the back where we will be private. A few heads turn as she walks towards me. I am not surprised. Kenna will always draw attention. “Dante,” she kisses me on both cheeks. “Thanks for waiting, sorry I am a bit late. Things ran over with my mother, you know how she can be. She seems to think I should be bringing a nice young man to her charity gala event.”I chuckle and raise an eyebrow. “You mean me, of course! Fuck everyone else, Kenna. I will be the man taking you.” The waiter holds out the chair for her
Kenna“Is this true? How can it be? Oh my God, Mother, do you know what this means?” She nods, a small curve upwards on her lips. “It changes literally everything. But shit, what a lie to have kept secret for all of Dante’s life. How do you suppose he will react?”“I have no idea, Kenna but it is wrong that Isaac has done this. Dante should have known years ago the absolute truth. Whatever came over Isaac at that time is beyond me.”“But seriously, Dante is going to be so pissed at Isaac. It will drive a wedge between them surely. How could Isaac have possibly done this?”“Who knows what went through his mind back then, all we can do is let Dante know, Kenna. Clearly Isaac has no intention of ever saying anything. When he dies will be when Dante finds out and what a shock that will be. He won’t even have the time to talk to Isaac about it. His head will be reeling with disbelief.”I swallow the lump in my throat at the thought of having to tell Isaac what I have just read. I take a si
KennaWhat would my mother know about Dante and what is in the will she has clearly now found? I need to know, only it is the early hours of the morning. Dante gives me a quizzical look.“Is everything okay? You are looking strange,” he slides his omelette on his plate then takes a seat next to me. “I, er. Yeah sure. My mother has some news for me. I won’t be able to stay long in the morning. I need to go and meet with her. Give me a second. I need to message her back.” He raises an eyebrow.“What, she is awake at this hour?” I nod to confirm that indeed, my mother is awake. Not one for being a night owl it is of course very strange. Thus it must be seriously important. I message her back. Can you tell me over the phone? I wait and see the bubbles come then disappear, then more bubbles. No, Kenna. You must come to the house immediately in the morning. I am free at eight since I have the charity event to organize and meeting with some of the women to discuss it at ten. Do not be lat
Kenna“Fuck my father, baby. We are adults, we are not blood related and we can do whatever we like. Besides, he daren’t disown you now. Not with Xander signing the lifelong agreement. Didn’t you mention that Xander has stipulated it only stands if you remain heiress?” “True, but you know he’ll still give us a lot of shit.”I feel Dante shrug behind me. “Let him get on with it. He won’t be in power soon in any case. He is talking about retirement.” I turn and lay on my back, Dante has his arm around me cradling me into his chest. He smells so masculine, I trace my fingers along his impressive pecs and down his washboard abs. I want to lick every inch of him but first I need something to eat. As if reading my mind he says, “hungry?”“Absolutely, what do you have in?” “Well, let’s go check out the kitchen. First, I need to get you a warm towel to clean yourself up with. Are you sore, baby? Was I too rough?”“What, no way. I loved it. I mean I can feel you stretched me some, but hone
KennaHe flips me round, my stomach lays flat on the bed. I feel his strong hand come up under me to bring me up onto all fours. “Your ass looks damn fine, Kenna,” Dante says as he slaps it. The sensation stings yet sends ripples of excitement through my body. I moan, he slaps my ass again. I feel his lips on the base of my spine as he gently kisses me and swirls his tongue around my lower back. His tongue is warm, sending shivers throughout my body.Dante places a hand underneath me by my right hip bone and digs into the fleshy area, oh wow, the feeling is not one I have felt before. It sends an instant message to my groin, curling it in tight coils. “That feels so good,” I tell him and push back with my ass to try and make contact with his rigid cock.Then I feel him running his cock head down my ass and lining it up to my slit. “I want you inside me, Dante,” I hiss. He slaps my ass.“Don’t be so impatient, Kenna. I want to take my time with you.” I growl at him. He chuckles. His
DanteShe looks like a dream with her dark hair splayed all over the pillows and her fingers shoved inside her cunt. The way her mouth opens and she screams my name over and over, letting her orgasm control her makes me harder than I have ever been before. This woman will undo me and I don’t give a shit. I want her. I want Kenna Bodega to be my everything. Literally. My cock is aching like fuck and my balls are killing to be released of my cum. Not yet. First, I want to dive my head between those creamy thighs of hers and feel them tightening around my face as I bring her to orgasm number two. Only, her tits are magnificent, full, firm and her nipples. Fuck Man, I can’t stop sucking on them. I could bite them off, simply delectable.She gasps as I feel her long fingers go through my hair. “Holy shit, Dante. What the fuck was that?” I chuckle as I pop a nipple releasing it from my warm mouth. “Did you orgasm good, beautiful?” “Yes, oh my gosh, I can’t believe it was out of this wor
KennaOh, his dirty words make me tighten and coil even more. I am not used to a man with a dirty mouth but fuck, I like it. The kids I went with in college before I met the professor were all tame shall we say. And the professor, well he was an infatuation and not a man like Dante with his strong, masculine body.“Put your fingers inside you, baby,” he tells me, his eyes hooded, the irises so dark that his eyes look almost black. His desire is evident all over his face, spurring me on and turning me on more than I could have imagined.My heart is racing, I can feel the pressure mounting in my ears as I lower my fingers to my slit. I am so wet, I can feel my slickness dripping onto the sheet underneath me. Easing my fingers into my pussy, I gasp. Every nerve ending is on fire as I push in further and move my fingers slowly in and out.“Get undressed,” I tell Dante as he holds his hand over his package in his pants. “It’s not fair that I am the only one naked here. I want to see your b
KennaThe driver eases the car in through the wrought iron gates of Dante’s property. A tingle passes through my body at the mere thought of being with him. It has been an extremely long day and Xander was the perfect gentleman. He kept checking everything was okay with me and offered for me to leave the Dallas tour early. Which I took him up on. He will fly to Chicago this evening and be shown around and introduced to everyone tomorrow. Thereafter, there are a couple of down days before he flies down to Georgia where I am to meet him. This is a good thing because my people have put feelers out and done some investigations and I happen to know that the adoptive family of my daughter, have a residence in Georgia. I have a phone number and tomorrow I will plan to call them. My lawyer said it would be best if he were to contact them, but I insisted that seems way too formal and may alarm them. Personally, I think contacting them is a more amenable approach. Lawyers often scare people hal