Oh wow, these two. I wonder if anything will ever happen? xo
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
XanderAsia was a good trip, I am beyond excited with the fact that the Staniopolis name will now be entering a new phase and we are expanding into this region starting with Japan. I have a good team who are willing to help support me and the building will be out of this world, one of the tallest. I also have plans to have a place more in the countryside, a spa retreat an exclusive of course.The flight back to New York was filled with me working on the contracts and looking over a schedule that Kenna has sent over for our tour of the Bodega wineries throughout America. It’s packed but nothing I can’t handle although I would have preferred for at least a week back home to catch my breath. Nonetheless, we depart tomorrow, no peace for the wicked as they say. I want the new label and to be able to offer something exclusive to my guests in the hotels. And I get to spend more time with Kenna.Kenna, yes I am excited to see her and to be in close proximity. She has been living rent free in
Dante How fucking stupid of me! What in God’s name was I thinking cornering Kenna like that in the kitchen last night and for Eliza to catch us both so close? But I couldn’t help my damn self. Even I am bewildered at my actions and the way my body responded to Kenna. One look at her ass as she reached up for the glass in the cupboard, her hair spilling down her back, that tiny waist of hers. It was too much for my dick and it hardened almost immediately. Fuck, I should not be having any kind of reactions like this for my stepsister. Maybe Eliza is right, it’s wrong isn’t it? Or is it just taboo because people say it is? When in fact I am not blood related in any way, shape or form to Kenna. I have to admit that my cock was raging when I got back in my bedroom having been so close to her and inhaling her intoxicating fragrance, Coco Chanel. It’s her favorite, I know I have bought it for her every Christmas along with other gifts of course. And now as I adjust my tie for the third tim
KennaThe last day was exhausting, Isaac is working us all really hard right now and the amount of reports I needed to complete was beyond imaginable. Still, I do want to prove myself to him and I have to suck it up if I want to show my stepfather that I am the best woman for the job he has decided will be mine. My feet were aching from my heels all day and when I got home I soaked in the tub for an hour with candles on and some classical music.Did I sleep well? You would imagine I did, however it wasn’t to be since all I could think about was these next two weeks coming up and having to spend them so closely with Xander. Him of all people. My mind wants to continue to reject him but my body when I am close to him has other things on its mind, it’s bad enough I reacted to Dante like I did the other night but Xander too. What the hell is going on with me? It’s early, just six in the morning. My butler has already brought me a strong coffee and some pastries. I do not fancy facing Da
XanderI take one look at her and catch my breath, she looks absolutely stunning this morning. Although I can see dark circles under her eyes yet it doesn’t distract from her beauty and those long legs of hers encased in the linen trousers. Kenna looks utterly sexy and elegant. But then she always has done. “Good morning, did you sleep okay you look a little tired?” I ask her as she shakes my hand. Yes, shakes my hand. So it is going to be like that then is it? Formal, business like. Mm, we have to see about that. I am hoping that by the end of this two week tour I will have her in my arms. Exactly where she belongs. I am after all Nico Staniopolis and I always get my own way. That and I have been practically a monk since we were divorced not to mention during the three years that we were married.And why did I never touch my wife when she was there to hand, ready and waiting? Back then Kenna would have fallen over herself literally to do anything I wanted her to do.The answer. Becau
KennaThe man drives me insane, just being close to him is both irritating the holy crap out of me and making me have shivers up and down my spine. Xander is ridiculously handsome with his strong jaw, just enough stubble to be considered high level sexy but not unkempt. His broad shoulders fill out his navy suit jacket well, his long, muscular legs in his tight suit pants. He screams elegance, he screams masculine, he screams fucking crazy HOT. I have to watch myself so that I am not panting in front of him.Seriously, my body is all over the place. Between him and my stepbrother I don’t actually know if I am coming or going. It’s insane and I am clearly confused not to mention conflicted that I have some kind of feelings for both of them. What they are, I have no idea. Right now, I just feel lustful. I want to groan and bury my head in my hands as I slam the door shut on his face. Sightseeing? Is the man out of his mind? I have no intention of getting close to Xander. He can chase m
Xander Watching her squirm in her seat does something to me. Her hair hangs beautifully around her shoulders, I long to touch it and tuck the stray strand around the back of her ear and run my fingers down her cheek and along her jawline. I won’t. She isn’t ready for me yet but I am hopeful that after two weeks together in close proximity that I can win Kenna round.“Have you looked at the proposals?” She asks me peering over her expensive reading glasses. Since when did Kenna need glasses? Well how would I know? Maybe she always wore them when she was reading in my library at my house and I never noticed. Let’s face it, there was a lot I didn’t notice about Kenna. And now when it’s all so late, I notice everything.I watch as her chest rises and falls, the way her fingers deftly move across the keyboard. She types with lightning speed. It's incredible. Kenna would, I have now discovered having dealt with her mildly in a business capacity, have been a true asset to my own Staniopolois
KennaI have no idea what is going on with me, running hot and cold over Xander. We have finally landed, good because I want to get to my hotel suite of rooms and be away from him for a while, yet part of me wants to still be close to him. “After you,” he says, allowing me to head down the steps of the jet first. I gather all my stuff up and make my way to the door and down the steps where the air hostess is waiting at the bottom. She gives me a curt nod but turns on a megawatt smile for Xander. Of course she would. He doesn’t pay her too much attention and for some reason this makes me smirk. How ridiculous I am behaving like a girl in high school still when the center player brushes off the most popular girl in the school. Which by the way was never me. I did have my fair share of boys that always wanted to date me but I was never interested. They were exactly just that. Boys. And I had a thing for my professor so it was no wonder he caved in to me and we ended up in bed together.