Oo I wonder what Kenna's mom has to hide? xo
KennaOh God today has been a total shit show. I managed to get to the Excom Meeting, of course the members were not especially receptive towards me. Isaac introduced me as the new solutions manager and that I was his stepdaughter and would eventually be assuming the position of CEO in six month’s time. Well, that went down like a lead balloon. There were plenty of raised eyebrows and some folding of arms. Of course they don’t want a young thing like me suddenly becoming the CEO of the business and having a handle on running the business.One man, Wilkinson, an older man in his mid-fifties even went as far as to say that he thought the leader of the org should be handed to one of them not to a young girl in her twenties and what did I know about the business. Isaac did stand in my corner, thankfully and explained that he wouldn’t consider putting me in charge if he didn’t feel that I was learning from the ground up. It was exhausting to say the least. Some of the women were a lot kind
KennaIsaac takes a seat behind his maple carved desk, on which sit three screens, his laptop and his mobile. I notice the picture frame which has a picture of himself with my mother, Dante and my stepsister. Interesting, I am not in the picture. “Take a seat, Kenna.”I sit down and cross one leg over the other and clasp my hands on my knee. “I called you in because there is something we need to discuss.”Okay, I inhale deeply and yes, I admit I am slightly nervous. “Sure, is everything okay? I am nervous, butterflies are swimming in my stomach and the thought of him knowing is causing me to feel nauseous.“Yes, but I am concerned that there is some backlash from my Excom team. It wasn’t what I was expecting.” My stomach drops. Where is he going with this? Will he decide not to make me the heiress afterall? I need to be because otherwise I will be stuck working the managerial role for a very long time, and though the pay is good it won’t be enough for me to ever be able to move out o
KennaMacey’s is packed when I arrive, so many people and now I am wishing I had just gone home and changed into my lounge pants, a hoodie and thrown myself on the bed and read but I don’t want to let Elsie down. During my so-called marriage to Xander, I hardly saw my best friend. I felt almost as if I was in a prison and even when I was allowed out, I was too exhausted from all the blood donations and the neediness and toxicity of Violet.I push forward causing many men to give me admiring glances as I head for the bar where I know Elsie will be. She told me to meet her at the right side, so that is where I head for. Having showered back in my en-suite bathroom in my office suite I do feel somewhat fresher. The day is still on me though, the stress of knowing I need to win people over, having to go on this damn tour with Xander when he is back from Japan and the threat of Violet blackmailing me. I spot my friend, it’s not difficult since she is wearing the tightest bandage dress in
KennaThe hotel suite these guys have is enormous, with a separate large bathroom in which sits a raised tub looking out of floor to ceiling windows of the city beyond. The lounge area is a huge square with a large flat screen on the wall, a fireplace, two plush cream sofas facing each other and a coffee table in the middle. The windows are also floor to ceiling and the views across the city are magnificent. I take in a deep breath as Luke comes to me and places an arm around my waist, pulling me into him. He smells of cinnamon and well just a masculine kind of scent. “Stunning, right?”“Absolutely, it’s breathtaking. But it’s not the mountains.” He looks down at me since he towers over me by quite a bit. “You love the mountains?”“Absolutely, it’s peaceful and relaxing and the air is so pure. I have…” I quickly stop myself from telling him that we have mountain retreats in Colorado, Switzerland, Spain and Italy. I’m not giving my name away, like I said it will change his whole pers
Kenna“Stop, please stop,” I hear my voice crying out. Luke halts what he is doing immediately.“Are you okay?” His voice is full of concern, his eyes still hooded with desire. I shake my head.“No, sorry I just can’t go through with this. It’s not me, I need to get out of here. I need to leave.” He moves away from me after kissing my forehead.“Of course, you are not a prisoner, we don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, Kenna. I’m sorry you don’t have to be.” He gets off me and pulls on his boxer shorts and helps me up with his hand holding mine. My heart is sinking and my stomach is lurching, oh God, I feel like I’m going to vomit. I run to the bathroom and throw myself on my knees and lean over the toilet bowl. Either the whole situation has gotten to me or I have had far too much champagne to drink. Perhaps it’s both. All I do is retch, nothing physically comes up. I sit down on the cold, black marble floor and take deep breaths. I need to get changed and leave.There’s a knoc
KennaI clench my fists and feel like screaming. Anger bubbles inside my stomach to my chest, my driver glances in his rearview. I smile not letting him know what inner turmoil I am experiencing right now. If Violet was anywhere near me I would for sure slap her and shake her. Is she following me? Why would she even do that? What is wrong with this woman? She’s like a bad taste in your mouth you just can’t get rid of. Exasperated, I message her back.And what exactly did I get up to this evening you fucking bitch?I have pictures of you leaving Macey’s with your whore best friend, who sleeps with so many men it surprises me she has no diseases. And you were with two hockey players.Why are you having me followed?Don’t be pathetic, Kenna. I want the rest of the money. I stare at the phone wanting to slide the window down and throw it out. You have no right having me followed, it is an invasion of my privacy. You are stalking me, I can have something done about that, Violet. You shoul
Dante“What are you two both doing up so late?” I came down to get a glass of water, having had a dream about Kenna. It woke me up with a raging hard on that I found myself taking my throbbing cock in my hand and masturbating myself until I exploded my hot cum all over my stomach. It unsettled me to have a dream about my stepsister, her gorgeous body and those kissable lips of her.Shaken to the core I had to get up and clean myself then brought myself down to get some water and calm myself the fuck down. And there she is sitting with her mother in the lounge, the fire glows like an orange light around her making her pale complexion look like fine porcelain. And don’t even get me started on the dress she is wearing, fitting to her sexy curves. What the hell is going on with me? She’s my stepsister, it’s disturbing me. “Dante, what are you doing up?” My stepmother asks me instead of answering my question. I mean why is she up at nearly two in the morning? “I came down for a glass of
KennaHoly fuck what was just happening between Dante and I? Like I’ve been burnt with a piercing flame I move away from him just as he backs away from me. My mother is glaring from one to the other, her eyes narrowed and shooting daggers. If looks could kill, both Dante and I would be fried right now.“Nothing is going on, Mother. What is wrong with you?” Only what did actually happen? There was a connection, my body flamed up, my core warmed and the tingling that ran up and down my body wasn’t like anything I’ve ever experienced before, not even when I was close to Xander the last time. “You two were looking a bit too close in my opinion, you do know you are step siblings don’t you?” “Of course, I do. What do you take us for? Are you okay, Mother?”“Don’t you try to turn this on me. I saw you both. Dante, explain yourself why were you that close to Kenna? I want an answer now.” My mother is using that tone of voice she would use when we were much younger and she was mad as hell a
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
KennaThe morning comes all too soon for my liking. I feel as if I have the flu. My entire body aches from yesterday being tied up. However, I am fuelled with seeking revenge but first I must get this site visit out of the way and then I can go back home to Dante. I cannot wait to see him and feel him hold me close and offer me comfort. My phone beeps, I check. It is Xander.How are you feeling this morning? I can go to the site on my own, you do not need to come with me.I am fine, aching and sore but I will meet you in thirty minutes. We still have time, I am just running a bit behind. I overslept.Np. See you in the foyer in thirty. And Kenna, please don’t worry too much about today. I will speak with Isaac this morning in order to resolve all the issues surrounding the contract. I didn’t have much sleep last night, I was on to my lawyer and representative to rewrite the contract.I let out a sigh of relief, thank God. Because there is no way I could go back to Xander and having g