KennaAt this banquet full of celebrities, I am getting a little tired of constantly introducing myself and talking to different people. At least Dante stands close to me. He has remained by my side and placed a hand at the small of my back sensing my mood. It feels comforting, maybe too comforting. I mean he’s my best friend and perhaps I shouldn’t like it quite as much as I do. “I just need to go and hide away for a few moment, Dante. This is too much for me.” He nods at me and removes his warm hand from the small of my back. I find a pillar to hide behind where a tall wine cart stands. Sensing eyes on me I glance up and across the room. Sure enough, Xander is giving me looks. It’s making me feel uncomfortable. I try to look away but his gaze holds mine. Something stirs inside me, quickly I look away. He has hurt me enough already. A woman’s voice comes from behind me, it gives me a shock and causes me to jump, almost spilling my champagne over my beautiful gown. "Did you come to
XanderI am uncomfortable seeing this new, changed Kenna. It feels like something has been taken from me, leaving a gaping hole. As if someone has broken my left arm off. It’s weird, how come I am only feeling this now? Seeing her like this was almost scary. She is so fierce and so strong, she takes me by surprise. And who the hell is that holding onto her arm, that makes me feel - I want to say uncomfortable but it makes me feel raging inside. Am I jealous? Seriously, me? It’s as if I’ve been hit by a truck the way these new feelings come to me from nowhere. Then I recognize the man, it’s Dante Bodega. I’ve heard about Dante Bodega, he is the nephew of Kenna’s stepfather, or something like that. He is successful and works in their wine business. I suppose I have to admit as much as I hate to, that the man is good looking in an almost boyish kind of way. His reputation proceeds him for being one of those nice guys, a man with a good business head too from what I hear. Now I’m wonde
KennaI was exhausted from all the drama when I got back from the gala, how Violet could resort to being such a a little bitch is beyond me. However, that was a few days ago and since then I have promised my mother that I will become heir to the Bogada family wine business. It’s a huge responsibility but I feel ready to take on this challenge. It fills me with excitement and purpose to finally have something to do other than a blood donor and a wife. Those shackles are now off, thank God. Originally, my stepfather, Isaac wanted to arrange for me to enter the board of management directly. I was flattered and honored but it’s not how I want to do this, I need to prove myself first and learn the business. Otherwise how else can I really fulfill such a role? It’s not just that but I have to win the trust of the other members of the team at top level and beneath me. I can’t just go straight onto the board, how will it look? I’ll only make enemies, you know how jealous people can be. For
XanderIt’s been two days since the gala and the embarrassing images on the big screen for all to see. What surprised me the most was how Kenna reacted when I asked her if she was working so hard because of Dante. She didn’t answer me, instead she turned her back on me. And he gave me a dirty look. The asshole. Nobody turns their back on me, but Kenna doing that made me question myself. Why the hell do I feel so confused about her, about everything? I can’t place why my emotions are all over the place. One minute she is the doting wife wanting to do anything for me and to please me, almost groveling and the next she acts like I never existed.My stomach clenches and ties itself in knots. I’ve never had such conflicting emotions before. Maybe I should have been nicer to her when we were married. No, we had an agreement and a pact. My money for her blood. It was a simple trade off so why did she then decide she didn’t want to do it anymore?I get she was upset with all the times Violet
KennaIt’s hard work running through all these reports, Isaac hasn’t made it easy for me. And why I now wonder did I even decide I wanted to start at managerial level instead of going straight in at the executive level is beyond me, with all this work I have to do.“You working late again?” Crystal asks me, she is one of my team and is responsible for the southern states vineyards, she is a key account manager. And so far, she is the one that is the friendliest with me. I like her, maybe I ought to ask her to go for a girl’s night out sometime. It’s not like I’ve ever been on one of those since I left college. No, instead I got into a contract with Xander and what for? To be pricked all over the place giving my precious, rare blood to that conniving bitch, Violet. I hope she rots in hell for what she did at the gala a few weeks ago.Still, at least I managed to get my own back by having the entire scene on video. Thanks to Dante, he always, always has my back. He is the best friend I
XanderShe doesn’t look in the slightest bit intimidated, it still shocks me that she has a completely different demeanor to the last three years. Where has she all of a sudden got this confidence from? It unnerves me some. And I don’t exactly know how to handle her right now.Her green eyes are like slits as she narrows them taking me in. “What the hell do you think you are doing coming to my office?” Her voice is seething with anger. “And how did you get in? This is a security building, nobody can come in unless they have a badge or are invited by an employee.”I glare back at her, I’m not trying to intimidate her, I know I can be a cruel sonofabitch but I just need her to know that it’s not acceptable the picture that is on my mobile right now. “Easy, some woman let me in when she was on her way out.”Seeing her frown makes me realize she wasn’t expecting that. “That must have been my assistant, what did you say for her to let you in, Xander? Tell me now. She knows the rules, nobody
KennaMy mouth gapes open, “are you kidding me right now, Xander? You are, right? Only we are D.I.V.O.R.C.E.D. You do get that I assume?”“Don’t do this now, she is in the hospital again, you know how serious it will get for her. Apparently they are running low and need extra donations. You are the quickest and easiest option for her.”“I don’t give a damn, find someone else. Our arrangement ended when we got divorced, you know that bit of paper we both signed. You were happy to let me go, and I owe you nothing. I especially owe Violet nothing. Why would I even want to help her, after everything she just put me through and with the gala event? You must think I am stupid or insane. I wonder if I had totally lost my mind when I was married to you.”Anger laces every word, how can he expect me to go to his precious friend who he put first all of the time. This man didn’t even so much as consummate our marriage, he never once put his arms around me and I certainly never felt his lips, thos
KennaDante immediately places his hand on Xander’s arm. “Get off her now. She told you she doesn’t want to go with you. Release her. NOW.” His voice raises and is firm, I open my eyes in shock. I have never heard Dante raise his voice before. Xander’s piercing blue eyes narrow as he glares at Dante like he wants to kill him. He is losing control, I can see it the way his jaw ticks and his molars must be grinding. “She is coming with me. I need her help.”“Like hell she is. If Kenna doesn’t want to go then that is the end of it. You cannot force her, not like when you were married. You treated her badly and as for your friend or lover whatever Violet is to you, that is none of Kenna’s problem.” He now holds my hand and with the other he rubs the red mark from where Xander’s strong grip has made a mark. “Are you okay?” He asks me, his voice now more gentle. I nod, still shocked from Xander grabbing me the way he did and Dante coming to my rescue. “How long have you been here?” I ask
KennaThe way he touches me is like electricity pulsing through my body giving me sexy sensations that send me over the edge. His cock is thrust deep inside my wetness making me moan with pleasure. I have to be quiet because Riley is in the room next to us so I can always hear her if she needs anything and I can see her on the monitor if I want to watch her sleep.“You feel so good, Dante so damn good. I can’t get enough of you.” My breath is catching and my throat is dry. “Do you want more, Kenna? Tell me what you need, baby.”“More, deeper, faster, harder, take me Dante.” He groans. “Fuck woman you are sending me over the edge. My balls are so fucking ready to explode hot cum inside your pretty, tight cunt. Is that what you want?”“Oh, yes, yes please, Dante. I want to feel you filling me up, every inch of my pussy needs you right now. I’m close, so close,” I whisper.It feels as if his huge cock is at my throat as he pushes and drills deeper into me, impaling me with every move o
Kenna - five months laterI am surrounded by mountains as I stand on the wrap around balcony in our new home in Oregon. It’s not our everyday home but one we can come to retreat to. In the end Dante and I decided that we wanted somewhere to come that was far from our hectic and chaotic world. And here it is absolutely stunning with mountain peaks that are strong and majestic on the horizon. It’s a beautiful Spring day and flowers are out, buds are on the trees that already have leaves and the pine trees stand proud and tall. The morning sun shines onto our private lake making it appear as if diamonds are spread across it. Later, Dante, Riley and I will take our small boat out and enjoy a nice water picnic and play in the lake with Riley. She is a true water baby just like I was as a young girl.Right now life couldn’t be better. It has been a long and hard five months with all the changes in Bodega and the merger of Dante’s business. The final papers were drawn up four weeks ago and n
DanteI’m so nervous waiting for Kenna and Riley to arrive. I never thought I would be but meeting her daughter means everything to Kenna and I want her to be happy. I’d get the moon and the sun if I could. The car pulls up and Kenna steps out without waiting for her driver, this tells me she is eager for the introduction. Are my palms sweating? I think they are. I can’t even recall the last time I was so damn nervous. Eliza has just called me to say that Isaac has woken up and says he is feeling fine. I doubt he is but he is a strong old coot and won’t let anything keep him down. I have to admire a man like Isaac. Thankfully, Eliza will be at home tonight and of course she couldn’t resist having her first dinner with her grandchild. It has been a long time coming.The driver opens the other door and a small child comes out. I can see from the front steps in an instant that she is Kenna’s daughter. They have the same emerald green eyes shaped like almonds, and her hair is almost the s
KennaAll thoughts of the meetings yesterday are beginning to finally evaporate. It was a tough day. Naturally I was met with a lot of frostiness and ice when I strode into the boardroom dressed in my black Prada pants suit, high Jimmy Choo shoes and my laptop under my arm, and my hair pulled up into a no-nonsense bun. The top executives were looking down their noses at me as usual. It came as a shock when I told them that Isaac had already handed the reins to me. You should have seen the look on their faces. It gave me great satisfaction to know that I had the power to get rid of all of them with the exception of our marketing executive and our accountants. The rest were given good severance packages and went out with their tails between their legs. Good riddance is all I can say. We never could have worked together, they were too set in their ways and Bodega Wines needs fresh blood to propel it forward.From now on we are doing the Kenna Bodega way!Riley comes running out of the do
Kenna“What was that?” I am alert and in flight or fight mode. Ever since I was taken into that derelict building it seems my senses even when sleeping, are on high alert.“I don’t know. Stay here and I will go and look.”“What? Are you joking? Call 911. Don’t go and look. The first thing they say is never to go and face the scene. Dante, do not go downstairs.”He lets out a sigh. “I have a gun, Kenna, it will be perfectly safe.”“A gun? Jeez-us Dante we don’t need guns and where the hell are your protection detail? Wasn’t someone outside patrolling all night?”“Maybe someone has slipped in the back. Listen you get into the panic room,” he points to the dark green door with a large brass handle on it. “And use the keypad to lock it. I will call 911 and make my way downstairs. My detail will be around. Whoever has tried to get in will not get far, Kenna. Trust me, I have us covered.”“It doesn’t feel like it if someone has broken a window or one of the doors in the kitchen.”Why am I a
DanteBygones will be left as bygones. Seeing my father figure looking so frail and ill makes me realize that family is the most important thing in the world. I want him to recover fully and enjoy his life doing the things he loves. Being on the golf course, going for strolls with Eliza and taking the time to get to know Riley, his ready made granddaughter. Life should be fulfilling, not filled with stress and worrying about his empire. I will merge mine with Bodega wines I have decided and help Kenna run it. She will need all the support and help she can get. But first there is something I must do.When we arrive back home it is the early hours of the morning and we are both too exhausted to even contemplate having more sex. Not that I don’t want to ravish her beautiful body because I do, but we both need sleep. Tomorrow will be another long day. We plan to go and visit Isaac in the morning and take fresh clothes for Eliza then we will head to the Bodega Head offices in Manhattan an
Kenna“Oh my God, can you believe it? Quick get dressed.” I tell Dante and do so myself by straightening out my panties that are now soaking wet. Dante does things to me no other man has ever been able to do before, he gives me the confidence to be myself and go for what I want. I’ve never been so willing a participant as this before where sex is concerned.The door bangs again just as Dante is pulling up his shorts and pants. He buckles the belt.“We’re fine, thanks for checking. It got stuck but I’m sure it’ll be fine now,” Dante calls out as I giggle and place a hand over my mouth.“It’s like being a teenager again, right?” I say as he grimaces, having almost been caught with his pants down. A sure fire way to make any hard cock go flaccid. I have the serious case of the giggles as he runs his hands through his hair then pushes the button to release the door.We’re greeted by a man with a grey beard and hair and the bushiest eyebrows I have ever seen. He is wearing a yellow high vi
DanteFinally, we are back in the safety of the elevator. Her fragrance assaults my senses in a positive way and I can feel my erection growing in my pants. Without warning Kenna, I push her gently against the back of the elevator wall and hit the stop button once we are on the fourth floor, nobody should interrupt us. After all it is a private elevator specifically only for the Bodega wing so unless her mother has decided to come out for fresh air, nobody will be trying to use it.She gasps, her mouth parts. That’s my invitation to lower my lips to hers and slide my tongue along her bottom lip and pull on it softly with my teeth. “Dante,” she breathes out but I can see the quick turning arousal in her already hooded eyes.“Kenna you are so fucking beautiful. All I could think about during our meal was fucking you in the elevator. Have you had elevator sex before?” “No, never, this is the first.”“Good, we will have many firsts, Kenna. That much I can promise you.” I stroke her jaw w
KennaI had a delicious Italian pasta dish with plenty of pesto and tomato sauce. It was like a slice of heaven. Dante and I talked about all the repercussions following Isaac’s heart attack. We still cannot believe this has happened to him. He was always fit and healthy and like I’ve said before a keen golfer and not to mention he’d work out in his gym at the house every morning. We walk hand in hand back to the hospital doors only to find right outside crowds of news vans and reporters.“Oh, shit. I’m too exhausted for this right now,” I say and pissed off since Dante and I were supposed to having a sex elevator date. “Let me try and get rid of them.” He pulls me closer into him as I shield my face from the cameras flashing.“Kenna, Dante can we have a statement please?” A thin, wiry man asks, wearing a brown and navy beanie. He has a goatee, my least favorite look on a man. “No, we are heading back into to see Mr. Bodega. This can wait,” Dante tells them in a stern voice.“Come