"It was meant to be an actual date wasn't it?" I asked a stunned looking Russell who stood on my doorstep with a gigantic bouquet of beautiful flowers in his arms. He had brought flowers for me, fucking flowers. and I hadn't even been able to give him a little courtesy by dressing up a little. I mean it was the very least I could do and I fucked up even at that. "Yes it was meant to be an actual date ." He replied calmly, searching my face for some sort of reaction. I half expected him to be pissed off because while he had put in all this effort into looking presentable for our date, I was looking like someone who didn't even make the least effort, like someone who had just rolled out of bed and needed to go grocery shopping. But instead of looking upset, he looked rather amused, like he was trying to figure out what my thought process was, what was going through my head while I selected my outfit. "Oh my God this is so embarassing" I cried, burying my face in my palms. "No, no.
Russell's POV Within seconds, my shirt came off and landed on the floor with a soft thud. The cold air had barely hit my skin when her tiny hands immediately reached for my belt buckle, but before she could reach it, I grabbed her wrist, stopping her from undoing it. She looked up at me in confusion, her beautiful doe eyes staring at me in question and the urge to claim her mouth with mine became more difficult to resist. The beast in me was awakening and with every second she stared at me with those lust filled eyes, it became more and more feral She was kneeling on the bed before me while I was stood close to the edge, hovering over her. She was so fucking beautiful and in that moment, I wanted nothing more than to feel the warmth of her mouth around my length, to watch her engulf me and choke on my cock even as I drove in and out of her beautiful mouth. I would hit the back of her throat every single time and I would bask in the euphoria her gagging sounds would provide me.
Russell's POV As I stared at her, mesmerized and in complete awe of her beauty, I couldn't help myself, I reached up and touched her, my fingertips trailing lightly over her silky skin. The contact was fleeting, as light as a feather but it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention. She stood still, completely unmoving as if trapped in a time loop, but every time she drew in a breath, her whole body shuddered under my touch. The air around us grew thick around us, heavy with desire. Her gaze followed my hands as they roamed and she bit her lips as they moved towards her breasts and rested there. They were as round as they were plump and they fit so damn perfectly in my arms, like they were custom made for me. I kneaded a litte, squeezed a little, but I needed more and her bra was in the way. So in one swift move I reached back and unclasped it. Now it was my turn to suck in a breath as I watched her standing there in nothing but her panties. we nipples had
RUSSELL’S POV.“You are still hard.” Elisa said to me a few minutes after she had reached orgasm. She had just come down from her high and we were just lying down leisurely, cuddling and trying to catch our breaths. Her back was to my front and she could obviously feel the rock hard length of my erection pressing firmly against her back side which was inevitable seeing as I had not yet had my release, and also because she wouldn’t stop moving her bum round and brushing ever so often against my erection.“I am still hard.” I agreed, burying my face into her hair and sniffing and breathing in the musky scent of sex and the vanilla that was her.“And are you sure you don’t need release?”“I am fine.” I replied to her.“You sure?” She asked, grinding herself against me for effect as I let out a strained groan. The little minx. I couldn’t believe that I once thought her to be as delicate as a flower when what she really was an evil being sent by my nemesis to torture me probably to my
For work the next day, I dressed in clothes that were the most flattering for my body type. For some reason, I felt more confident in my own skin than I had felt in a very long time and I no longer felt the need to hide the fact that I was pregnant from the world. Amy and April were definitely going to have something to say about it, they were probably going to have much more than ‘something’ about it but I didn’t care. Russell and I had spent all of last night and a good part of the morning tangled up in each other’s arms and most of that time, Russell spent it telling me how special and beautiful I was. I was never really that girl who suffered from insecurities and self-doubt. In fact, I was pretty confident about myself, but the pregnancy hadn’t come without these insecurities. I worried about how people would view me, how they would judge me if they found out about my condition and that was only one of the many reasons why I had decided to keep my pregnancy a secret up until no
There were stares of scrutiny and there were stares of pity. Some people even gave me judgemental stares while others were kind enough to give me stares of encouragement. All the same, the only thing I had gotten from my work colleagues ever since my big reveal were stares, lots and lots of them.I tried my best to ignore the numerous pairs of eyes that were peeled on me as I bee-lined towards my desk that morning but it was a little bit hard considering the fact that they were also accompanied by snickers and side comments. This was one of those days when I really could do with a friendly face, but unfortunately, Jason had chosen today of all days to be off. It didn’t help either that I texted him a while ago for moral support and had still not gotten a response.At least, they were being subtle about their gossip and weren’t brazen enough to say anything to my face, that was until April who apparently got the memo a bit late showed up to work. She wasn’t someone to shy away fro
Ms. Jenny wasn't one to beat around the bush. All the employees of NNT audit department knew this, and employees from other departments probabably did as well. She was always on a time constraint, always had something sge had to do, somwhere she had to be, which was why she always went straight to the point, always hit the nail right on the head.I knew how she was but for a topic as sensitive as my pregnancy and future, i assumed she would be a little more empathetic. I was wrong.I had hardly even shut the door behind me when i entered her office before she began bombarding me with questions, all of which i had not been anticipating so they caught me a little bit off guard. "You've created quite the buzz this morning with your..." She paused as though thinking of a perfect word to use. "...revelation." She finished, not even bothering to look up from where she was typing furiously on her computer. I couldn't even understand how she was managing to type with those long nails, and wi
"Are you really not going to help?" Russell asked, placing the pan of mac and cheese in the oven and closing the door before returning to the fruits he was chopping up for juice.When i invited Russell in for dinner, I was of the opinion that we were going to order takeout for dinner, maybe even a pizza, but Russell was a adamant about wanting a home cooked meal and since we couldn't make a choice, we ended up reaching a compromise, one that was extremely favorably to me seiing as Russell ended up with the apron while i sat idly on the counter. He was a pretty great cook though so i made sure to give him a complement every now and then."Uh, i know you might not know this, but providing your man with entertaining conversation while he prepares you a delicious meal is a full time job thank you very much.""Your man huh?" Russell asked with a knowing smile that got me blushing to the tips of my hairs."I like the sound of that." He finished, not even bothering to be subtle. He knew that
Detective Jameson's eyes narrowed as he watched Charlie being handcuffed and led away. The confession had come unexpectedly, but the motive was all too familiar. "Revenge," he muttered to his partner. "The oldest motive in the book." Rodriguez, Jameson's partner shook her head. "Family dynamics can be toxic. Brothers, especially." As Charlie was taken into custody, Elisa finally felt a sense of closure. Her daughter, Emily, was safe, and the kidnapper had been caught. But the truth was harder to swallow. Charlie, her husband's brother abd the man whom she had once thought of soending her life with had orchestrated the kidnapping. "It was all about revenge," Charlie spat during the interrogation. " He took everything from me – our parents' attention, the family business... He left me with nothing." Jameson's expression remained stoic. "And you thought kidnapping an innocent child would even the score?" Charlie's eyes flashed with anger. "You don't understand. Russellalways got e
“What are you doing here?” He asked, composing himself and trying to pretend like he wasn’t affected by my presence but I could see through his charade. He wa spanicking a lot and although he thought that his hideout had been pretty secure, here i was standing right there in the flesh. Still, he couldn't show his fears or he was going to appear guilty.“What do you mean?” I came to see you.” I replied, pretending to play his game.“Cut the crap Russ. What are you doing here and how the fuck did you find me?”“What can i say? I was just passing by. i mean i was in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by to say hello to my only brother.”At my words, he huffed and went over to his bedside to put on his shirt, and boxers on pretending to ignore me."Are you going to stand there and watch me get dressed?" He asked probably in a bid to get rid of me."Its nothing i've not seen before so you can relax."Charlie sighed in frustration at my adamancy.“Well, you’ve said hello now so you can
I had faced a lot of challenges in my life. I mean, that was avoidable considering what i had achieved. No great achievement came without challenges and I was proud to say that I was fairly successful myself. I also prided myself in the knowledge that I was a troubleshooter and a problem solver. I always had an idea on how to get out of complicated situations, and if i couldn't get an answer right away, all i had to do was sleep over it and come morning, I'd have a solution on my hand.But two days had passed and I was yet to discover a solution to my most prominent life problem. My daughter was missing and I had no idea where she was or where to look. With every passing day, I felt as though the very world in which I live d was crumbling in on me and I simply felt suffocated and helpless. The police had no leads and the one sure lead I had; they were not giving me the go ahead to look into. They weren’t looking into it themselves either or at least they weren’t look into it fast eno
“But according to Miss. Jones’ statement,” The judge continued. “It appears that she told you that she was pregnant but you refused to acknowledge it and rather accused her of lying.”“That’s true your honor.” Charlie agreed. “But in my defense, the first time she told me about her pregnancy, she called me through my brother’s phone. Now prior to the time, she and my brother Russell had never met before. In fact, I had never even told her that I had a brother, so it didn’t make sense to me that she was calling me from his phone. I took it as it was a prank planned by my brother seeing as my brother and I often play such pranks on each other.”Wow, Charlie was really going in for the kill with his calculated lies and fabricated lines. I never knew he had it in him, but then again, he had enough money to hire the best lawyers to give him legal advice. But unfortunately for him, our lawyers were just as good, maybe even better, and that is why he was bound to lose.“You claim that you lo
As expected, the news that Charlie was suing for custody spread like wildfire. In less than 24 hours, media houses had carried the news. Social media hashtags were eating this up and even my family and friends somehow got a wind of the situation. My phone was constantly pinging with calls and texts and calls and Russell’s phone was honesty not any different. At this point, I had still not gotten around to telling my parents the real story behind how Russell and I met and the circumstances surrounding our marriage so when I received a call from them as well, my anxiety creeped in. I thought about ignoring them for a little while longer, just until I could gather my thoughts and gains dome courage, but with the issue of Emily’s paternity being debated, I knew that there was no more hiding it from them. So the very next day, I got on a flight and flew home. Russell offered to go with me and knowing how much I hated flying, I honestly wished he could accompany me. Him holding my hand duri
Elisa’s POV“…And you should have seen April’s face. She looked like someone who had swallowed a turtle shell. And Amy, she was so horrified, she couldn’t even bring herself to say hello to me. Apparently, they hadn’t been expecting me to show up as soon as I did. They thought that I’ll take at least a couple of days off, giving them enough time to recuperate and get used to the latest developments.” I said laughing. After the close of work, I decided to use my evening to give Russell a recap of my day and apparently he had some pretty satisfying stories to share as well.“I thought you said Amy was the nicer one?” He asked, fully invested in my story. “How comes she is the one who couldn’t stand to speak to you." “Honestly, she and Amy switch up on most days and I can hardly choose which of them I prefer. I think that they both have their moments.”“Hmmm.” Russell replied thoughtfully. “I Can’t even tell them apart honestly. They look exactly the same to me.”“No they do not.” I rep
Elisa’s POV\I couldn’t believe my eyes, or my eyes for that matter.I was standing in the center of our living room, staring at the massive LED screen that served as a television in our home. I was already on my way to work that morning but I was forced to stop and take a closer look because of what was showing on the screen, or rather who was showing. A gasp of surprise left my throat as I realized the scene that was playing before me. My mouth fell open without me even realizing it, and even after realizing, I couldn’t bring myself to pick it back up.On the screen, Russell was sitting in an interview segment with one of the most popular TV shows in the city while looking as fabulous as always in his signature three piece although this time, it was a dark shade of maroon red and an auburn tie. His lean legs were crossed leisurely in front of him and he sat with an air of confidence that was peculiar to him. He was the guest on the show but yet somehow, he managed to look like he ow
Russell's POV I sat still, criss legged at the tv station as I waited for everything to be sorted out. Skipping work on a day like this may seem like a bad idea to a regular onlookers, and they'd probably be right considering everything that was going on. An emergency board meeting had been scheduled in line with the new information that my beloved brother had been so kind to release to the public. Logically speaking, I was supposed to be seated with my lawyers, buried in a mountain of paperwork, trying to find loopholes in my grandfather's will that allowed my contracted marriage to Elisa. As expected, Charlie was the leader of the team seeking to bring me down and their argument was that I had not fulfilled grandfather's conditions in honesty and hence didn't deserve the position of CEO. The board was meeting today to come up with a final decision, but rather than getting ready, here I was, waiting for a TV segment interview which most might consider unimportant, while
“Are you really married to CEO Russell?”“Was it really a contract marriage?”“Are you two getting divorced soon as per the details of the contract?’’“Has he paid you the settlement money?”“Are you really asking for more money than was agreed in the initial contract?”“Did you really seduce him and trap him with a pregnancy?”“Who is the real father of your child?”“Are you a gold digger who is only with Russell for his money, and fame?”The questions were endless, all of them unkind, and for some reason they all seemed to be directed my direction and my direction alone as if I was some kind of villain in my own love story. It was all so fucking ridiculous. Like, why was I getting stabbed with all the shards of glass, like everything was my fault. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t want Russell receiving any heat, but I also didn’t feel like I deserved any either. If anything I felt like I was supposed to be comforted and consoled, especially since my only offence was falling in love with