Oh no, so do we think that Violet has already gone ahead and sent these photos to Isaac? And will Eliza cave in and explain who the man in the photo is?
Xander“Kenna, wait,” I go to grab her hand, but she pulls it away fiercely.“Can we at least get to the hotel? I need to freshen up before we head into the plant. We are expected for two o’clock there will be a late luncheon and a meeting with the execs heading up Mexico. Plus Dante now wants to fly in.” “Wait, what? Dante what the fuck is he coming for? He has nothing to do with my new label that is between you and I now. You better tell him not to get involved or I will pull the plug on the whole thing.” Okay so I am mad. The last thing I want is her stepbrother being here. I see what happens to Kenna with my own eyes and how she reacts to him. She almost flirts with him even if she is not aware. Her eyes go all demure, she twirls her hair around her fingers and well it fucking irritates me. I.Do.Not. want that man anywhere near her.Kenna lets out a long sigh, we have finally arrived at my hotel. The door men are waiting and a bell boy is waiting with the old fashioned, gold looki
KennaI could feel the heat coming off Xander and knew he was stealing glances at me as we rode the elevator and honestly I felt something there too but I can’t go back. No way. Xander has to be off limits for me, besides I almost got it on with my stepbrother the other night. I am still reeling with how close Dante and I got in the kitchen.I wonder what would have happened if my mother hadn’t have come in and interrupted us. God it’s wrong, right? We’d never live it down if anything happened between us and on top of all that, how would it impact our close friendship. For God’s sake, Dante is my best friend well on top of Elsie that is but you know what I mean. Inside the suite I marvel at the floor to ceiling windows that wrap around the entire suite, I can see the whole city and know that in the evening it will be a mass of twinkling lights. The doors in front to the wrap-around balcony are open allowing in the fresh breeze, even though it is warm right now, there is a faint breeze
KennaI am shaking with anger at her words, and filled with a rage I have never felt before. “Are you okay?” Xander asks me with a look of concern on his face.“I am fine, that sister-friend of yours just won’t leave me alone. I am telling you she wants you Xander. Why don’t you just give in to her and take her and let her get it out of her fucking system?”He arches a dark brow at me, his piercing blue eyes staring into mine, it’s as if he is looking right into my soul.“Why don’t you just tell me what this is all about?”“No can do. It is between her and me. Let’s get ready. We have to go to the plan for the meeting and luncheon. We can’t be late. I need to get changed into something smarter.”“Smarter? Are you kidding? You look perfect as you are.”That takes me by surprise, since when does Xander think I look perfect? Although it does send a little shiver up my spine. I’ll take it, let’s face it every girl likes a compliment. Even if it is from my ex-husband who I have no intention
XanderMy cock is raging inside my pants, being so close to Kenna does something to me. I feel conflicted knowing that she doesn’t want me and me wanting her. Is it wrong if I head quickly into the bathroom and fuck my hand thinking about her? Those sweet, luscious lips of hers, imagining what they will feel like around my hard-on, is it wrong to have these dirty thoughts about her? I can’t resist it anymore, being so near to her inhaling her fragrance, watching her chest rise and fall, her breath catching and the groan that escaped her lips has made me so uncomfortable that I need to fist myself and take hold of my cock. There is no way I can go to a meeting without the relief. Fuck, I hope I don’t get dirty thoughts of her when we are at the Mexico plant, how the hell am I going to suppress a raging, swelling cock?I know she won’t be ready in ten minutes, I know Kenna from being married to her. When she says ten minutes you need to factor in at least another fifteen. She will no do
KennaSomething is up, he is running his hand through his hair, and looks angry on the phone. He is typing with the other hand so fast. I move closer trying to sneak a peek at what he is writing and who he is writing to. As if he can tell, Xander looks at me and glares at me and motions his head that I should move away. Instead I stay where I am but it is still not close enough to read anything. I extend my arm to expose my Cartier Panther wristwatch and tap on it, to let him know we need to go. There is no way I am going to be late because he is messaging with someone. If it is a business matter he could easily handle it in the car. Frustrated, he shoves his mobile in his shirt pocket. “Sorry about that, Kenna,” he says, taking me off guard with his politeness. It will take a while to get used to Xander being polite with me instead of the curtness I had become accustomed to. Xander places a strong, firm hand to my lower back. I like the way it feels, sending a shiver through my body
XanderHer venom is fuelled by a rage I have never seen in Kenna before. It takes me by surprise and I wonder if she was always like this but tampered it down during our marriage to get me to be warmer and closer to her. Now I can see how fiery she really is, only instead of putting me off it kind of turns me on. Is that sick or weird? Maybe, who knows. But it does make me wonder just how fiery little Kenna can be in the bedroom and now I know she has dated a college professor when she was a lot younger, makes me realize that she probably is no innocent in the bedroom like I thought she was. Hell, there was a time I thought that my Princess was a virgin only clearly she isn’t. We arrive at the Mexico City head office, it’s an impressive building all smoked glass with an ornate golden edged door. A man stands out front in what looks to be the colors of Bodega, burgundy waistcoat, dark pants and a black shirt. As soon as he sees the car pull up he comes closer and opens the door for Ken
KennaThe tour of the plant went extremely well and I could tell that Xander was impressed with our new winery. It was only opened in 2021 and is a fairly new premises, high end in conjunction with the wines we supply globally. At dinner, Xander appeared to be extra attentive, in fact he was actually acting weird. Anytime Luigi came to talk to me, Xander would be by my side. It was infuriating, yet part of me kind of liked it. I know he is trying to win me back, only as much as my body seems to crave him every time he is close to me, my mind thankfully steps in before I do anything stupid. Whilst he is still friends and taking care of Violet and having her back, there is no way on earth that I will go back to him. Hell would have to freeze over first. Back in my penthouse suite, I marvel at the views across the city as I stand on the balcony drinking it all in, a glass of Bodega’s finest in my Wateford crystal wine goblet. There is a knock at the door. Who the hell is that? It bette
DanteI blink a couple of times, surely I didn’t hear her right and not only am I completely blown away by her words but also the way she looks. Kenna is wearing just her sleep shorts and a cami top, it doesn’t hide much, I can see the peaks of her nipples straining through the fabric. Is it cold in her suite or is it because of me? Still, she has totally blindsided me, as she stands with her hands on her narrow hips and looks down to the floor. Instantly, I stand up and go over to her. “A child? What, like you had a baby?”“Well what do you suppose it means, Dante? Of course I had a baby!” She moves away from me and goes to sit on the bed, her hair is all messy piled on top of her head. On the bed she sits down and crosses her legs, right now she looks like a kid and reminds me of the days we’d chill in her bedroom reading, she’d always sit like that. Kenna looks vulnerable, almost lost like. “Fuck, when?” I rake my hands through my hair standing still in the middle of the bedroom