Oh wow, I hope that Xander is not going to try to blackmail them too or hold this over Kenna in some way to make her go back to him?
Kenna“What is he doing coming into your room at this hour, Kenna? Are you seeing him again? Please tell me you are not!” Dante’s voice is low as he stands before me with his hands on his narrow hips. “For God’s sake, he already told you he was here to discuss the day’s events and go through the schedule. And you would have heard that from the balcony. Don’t give me the twenty questions.” I pause, now I am fuelled with anger because both of these men are acting like complete, territorial, possessive jerks right now.“I am tired, and want to go to sleep. I told you not to come, Dante. You should have listened to me.” I am exasperated that he is in my room. Weird because before Xander turned up with his bottle of Krug and looking so good, better than a man ought to, I was having the same feelings about Dante and God only knows where that would have led. Now all I want to do is hit the sack and get some shut eye. Like I told Xander, we have to be up at five for a debriefing over breakf
DanteGod dammit, now she is kicking me out of her room. This is not going how I planned for it to go. The look of fire in those startling, cat-like green eyes of hers shows me how wild she is right now and furious with me. Why the hell did I have to bring up Xander again? Am I jealous of him? That he is working closely with Kenna? I think I am.Hell, it's a new one for me since I am not the jealous kind but where Kenna is concerned it seems that I am. The mere thought of her with a different man makes my blood boil, especially Xander. After the way he treated her, the tears she cried and that we hardly saw her because she was never allowed to come visit, makes me want to stride into his suite and punch the living shit out of him. Instead I stand firmly rooted to the spot in front of a fiery Kenna and clench and unclench my fists. My jaw ticks, if I continue to grind my molars I’ll need the dentist to fix the damage.“I told you to leave, Dante,” she says as I look down at her. “Not
KennaI am totally dumbstruck. “What? How can you be? This is wrong you can’t be. Dante, please don’t tell me this. I am your step sister, we can’t allow anything to happen.” I throw myself back down on the bed bouncing with the action. He comes towards the bed and stands between my dangling legs. “I can’t help the way I feel, Kenna. I wish I could but I can’t.”“Since when?”“Hell knows, I guess during college if I am honest. I started to feel pissed off when you were with other guys and couldn’t keep my eyes off you. I told myself it was a high school boy’s crush and that was it. I even dated a few girls to try and get you out of my system, but dammit, Kenna I can’t. Then you went and married Xander and I felt as if the life had been sucked out of my lungs. I couldn’t breathe knowing you were with him.”I sigh and place a hand over my face, “we were never together like that, he never touched me.” I glance up at Dante who looks confused.“What do you mean he never touched you? You we
KennaThere was no point trying to sleep since I couldn’t. What with Xander coming to my room at an ungodly hour with champagne, not to mention Dante declaring his love for me. My eyes feel gritty from lack of sleep, as if someone has thrown sand into them. My face feels puffy from crying most of the last few hours I had after Dante left my room. Why does life have to be so unfair sometimes? Surely, I should be happy with everything I have. I am an heiress, a billionairess after all but my heart is heavy like lead. Not one man to think about but two and worst still Dante being related to me through my mother’s marriage. My alarm goes off, not that I needed it to sound this morning since like I said, I haven’t really slept. My night was fitful, one bad dream after the other and during my waking moments, just sadness and emptiness. Gingerly, I slide my legs from under the duvet and place my feet into the soft hotel slippers and make my way into the adjoining bathroom with its marble f
Xander“Do you want to have lunch together, Kenna? Or must you attend to other business first?” We have landed. It wasn't such a long flight, it is a warm late morning and the sun shines brightly down on us, highlighting the lighter color strands Kenna now wears in her hair. It looks almost as if she is wearing a halo the way the sun catches her. She narrows her eyes at me, as if I have said something rude or offensive.“Why would I want lunch with you, Xander? First champagne last night in the early hours and now you want for us to lunch together.” She turns and flicks her hair over her shoulder, it’s imperious and the devil may care but I don’t, kind of attitude. It turns me on, I am very much liking this new, empowered Kenna. She is becoming a challenge and we all know how much I do love a challenge. “Because it would be a good opportunity to get to know each other better.” She grunts at me but doesn’t look back as I follow behind her. Sue me, I am checking her mighty fine ass out,
KennaI have had all my bags delivered to the hotel suite, it is yet another stunning place with a marble entrance area rounded with a domed ceiling. There are double doors leading off in all directions, one is open that shows me it is the bedroom since I can spot a four poster bed, draped in gorgeous pale blue damask fabric. It feels heavenly to slip out of my shoes and make my way into the bedroom suite. The sun shines brilliantly through the glass, all arched floor to ceiling windows line the far end with a stone balcony. It screams opulence and elegance as if it has stood still from the 1920s era. Absolutely breathtaking.I have to admit it, Xander sure does know how to create beautiful hotels, this one is incredible. The soft, cream carpet beneath my feet feels like bliss against the soles. I curl my feet and wish that I could stay here for a few days and chill out, go to the spa, the in house movie cinema, use the gym and stroll the streets of Phoenix and be a tourist. However,
XanderI have made lunch reservations at a romantic restaurant downtown, I am hopeful that Kenna will like it. Suddenly I feel nervous since I want it all to be so perfect for her. Still I am bewildered at how much I want this woman, and beat myself up continuously for not being a more attentive husband to her when I had the chance. It hasn’t escaped my attention how she looked at Dante the other night either. Her cheeks were flushed and my guess is that something had or was about to happen. There is no way in hell that I will allow for Dante to have Kenna. Maybe it is time I try to dig up some dirt on him. Let’s face it there must be something that will turn Kenna off him. Meddlesome I know, but I want Kenna and I’ll do pretty much anything I have to. Like a bolt of lightning out of the sky, it has hit me that I actually feel more towards her than I at first thought. Just looking at her makes my pulse race and my heart flutter. Me, Xander Staniopolis having feelings for anyone, it i
KennaI take him in, there is no denying that Xander looks hot this afternoon in his dark jeans and blue button down. It’s not too tight but tight enough for me to see the outline of his broad chest and biceps as he moves his arms. The waitress pours us a nice chilled glass of white wine each, I take a sip casting my eyes towards Xander who looks at me with a strange look in his eyes. The way they hold mine makes me blush, I can feel it to the top of my hair. I bet my roots are even blushing. He licks his bottom lip to take in the droplet of wine that is there. His lips are plump, how come I never noticed that before. Or perhaps I did in the early days then I hardly saw him. “So what do you think?” He asks as he moves his hand. “It’s stunning, Xander. I especially love all the plants dotted around and I bet at night the fairy lights are beautiful.” “I can bring you back this evening if you want to see it lit up at night,” he says and places his hands on the table. Our fingertips ar
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