[Avery’s POV]"Congratulations, Mrs. Jennings!” My doctor beamed, handing me a long sheet of ultrasound pictures. “You’re pregnant!”Nodding, I took in the tadpole-looking creature in the pictures that I had been handed. Although I expected that this was what was wrong with me when the nausea and dizziness started, it was still amazing to see.Atlas and I had been back together for two years, and despite our best attempts, we hadn’t managed to get pregnant. Just when I was beginning to lose hope, here I was, pregnant.“Thank you,” I beam, hopping off the examination table.“Of course, be sure to give this to whatever pharmacy you use.”Smiling, I take the prescription for a prenatal from him and then head out. After dropping off the prescription, I head to the store to buy a few things before heading home.When I arrive, Atlas and Aiden still haven’t arrived, giving me the perfect opportunity to set up my surprise for them. By the time I’m finished, both appear, and before I can even
[Avery’s POV]"One more," I announce, slamming my glass on the counter and fixing my gaze on the bartender, a pretty brunette with sparkling blue eyes and multiple piercings on her face. "Please," I add for good measure."Don’t you think you’ve had enough?" She sighs, leaning in front of me so I have the perfect view of her cleavage. "Why in the world are you here alone, trying to get obliterated anyway?"Why? That was because men were scum, as were people you thought actually cared about you. Even those you thought you could trust to never hurt you could, and when they did, fuck, it felt like a knife being twisted deep into your heart.Sighing, I let the painful memory begin to stir until it was almost like I was standing there again in front of that fucking mansion that was like a safe haven to me. Who knew I would suffer the biggest blow of my life there?I had returned from college a week early after cramming to take my exams so that I could surprise Connor, my boyfriend.The whol
[Avery’s POV]I stare into Atlas’ hypnotizing blue eyes while feeling myself grow wet just from being so close to such a perfect specimen of a man.Standing at over six foot five with a strong build that is always on display in the tight suits that he likes to wear, he had the body that every woman died for. Add in his chiseled facial features, those eyes, and those lips that are surrounded by a well-kept goatee, and fuck.If I said I had never had a wet dream about this man, I’d be lying, but there was one issue back then: he’s Connor’s father.However, now that Connor had fucked me over, I was more than welcome to do whatever the hell I wanted to do, and that was exactly what I planned to do.I had a good six drinks in me, and all my nerves were gone, so I wasn’t afraid at all to be touching this man without his permission."Did that brat of mine do something?" Atlas asks, grabbing my wrist and pulling my hand away from his face."I don’t want to talk about him," I murmur, leaning i
[Atlas’ POV]I stare into Avery’s hazel eyes, waiting as she looks from my face to my dick and then back. From the hesitance I see there, I know that she was trying to act like she knew what she was doing, but in reality, she was still twenty years too young to truly know how to handle a man like me."Alright," she murmurs, undoing her own seatbelt.Remaining silent, I watch as she leans over and begins to fumble with the buttons of my pants. From the way her fingers shake, it’s clear that she is nervous, but she’s truly determined to try to prove herself. What in the world was this?Frowning, I find myself wondering exactly what happened between her and my idiot son. Did they have a fight, and she was trying to get back at him? Or did she suddenly decide that she didn’t want to be with such an immature twat? I didn’t know, and honestly, I didn’t give a damn either.Right now, I wanted to see how far this girl would go, and if it got to the point of no return, then I wasn’t to be held
[Atlas' POV] "Turn around," I command, positioning myself at the end of the bed and wait until Francine does as I said. Once she is in place, she fixes her large brown eyes on me and waits for further instruction like the obedient little slut she was. "Be a good girl and open your mouth for me, baby." Slowly, she lets a smile spread across her face as her lips begin to part and then open until her mouth is shaped as an O that my dick will fit perfectly through. "That's a good girl," I growl, shoving it deep into her throat before beginning to move. "Fuck," I hiss as she glides her tongue around me, working it up and then down my shaft again and again. "That's it. You know exactly what I like." "Yes," she garbles around it. Smirking, I begin to pick up pace, moving my dick faster and faster and shoving it deeper and deeper into her throat until delicious gagging noises start to erupt around me. Soon, drool begins to drip out of the edges of her lips as she happily lets me do whate
[Avery’s POV]I stare up at the large building in front of me with large black letters that read ‘Jennings International’ while taking a few calming breaths."You can do this, Avery," I murmur, taking a few calming breaths while I straighten my blouse and my skirt. "You didn’t spend all those years in college for nothing."After graduating from high school, I was determined to make a name for myself, especially given Connor’s background, and in order to do that, I got my bachelor’s in business, and now here I was to interview for a position in their management department.Initially, I had applied for this position because I knew that Connor would be starting here this year to begin learning how to take over his father’s position as CEO, and being the fucking idiot I was, I wanted to be beside him all the way, and even though we were officially over, I just couldn’t back out after being selected for the position of realty manager, now could I?No, I couldn't, and that was why, despite
[Avery’s POV]"Already?" I ask before even thinking. "I haven’t even gotten to train. Shouldn't you take Mr. Martin?""Dean," Mr. Martin corrects. "You may call me Dean.""She may not," Atlas counters, shooting him a glare. "Mr. Martin is just fine.""Spoil-sport.""Train?" Atlas repeats, ignoring Mr. Martin's, or rather, Dean's, jab. "What is it that you need to learn?"Was he messing with me right now? There was plenty to learn when it came to being someone’s personal secretary, from their daily routine in the office to all their important contacts and meetings, all of that."You just do as I say, and that’s it," he shrugs. "Come along."I don’t have time to protest or even stop him before he is reaching out and grabbing my wrist, then pulling me along down the hall and back into the elevator. However, this time when we enter, he doesn’t release me despite the hoards of people that come and go.As we stand together, I can feel his hand right beside mine, and where our skin touches i
[Avery's POV]I don't speak as I follow Atlas into the large resort that is the destination of the meeting that he has to attend.Inside is decorated fancifully with a large chandelier hanging from the roof that is painted to look like a perfectly blue sky, marble floors, and walls decorated with celebrity guests that have visited the resort in the past.He continues to move until we reach a small room with two men dressed in suits already sitting at a table."Atlas!" One of the men announces when he sees us. "Welcome!""Thank you for having me, Ken," Atlas responds, pulling out a chair and then motioning for me to sit. "I appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule to meet with me.""It was nothing," Ken responds. "Please have a seat."Nodding, Atlas sits down beside me and fixes his gaze on the two men across from us."Shall we get down to business, gentlemen?" He asks, turning completely professional. "I'm sure you are aware of the reason that I wanted to meet with you.""
[Avery’s POV]"Congratulations, Mrs. Jennings!” My doctor beamed, handing me a long sheet of ultrasound pictures. “You’re pregnant!”Nodding, I took in the tadpole-looking creature in the pictures that I had been handed. Although I expected that this was what was wrong with me when the nausea and dizziness started, it was still amazing to see.Atlas and I had been back together for two years, and despite our best attempts, we hadn’t managed to get pregnant. Just when I was beginning to lose hope, here I was, pregnant.“Thank you,” I beam, hopping off the examination table.“Of course, be sure to give this to whatever pharmacy you use.”Smiling, I take the prescription for a prenatal from him and then head out. After dropping off the prescription, I head to the store to buy a few things before heading home.When I arrive, Atlas and Aiden still haven’t arrived, giving me the perfect opportunity to set up my surprise for them. By the time I’m finished, both appear, and before I can even
[Atlas’ POV]The feeling of an empty space beside me jolts me awake as irrational thoughts begin to overcome me, each worse than the other. Since a week before mine and Avery’s wedding, nightmares of her disappearing on me again began to haunt me, and even now that we were married and even on our honeymoon, the fear that she would just vanish forever still left me in a panic.As I take in the large empty room around me, the fear continues to grow until it is damn near suffocating and I feel like I’m going to throw up.Jumping up, I rush out and take in the empty living room. The sight only makes my panic grow.“Avery!” I call, starting to move again, this time in the direction of the kitchen. “Where are you?”The sound of the fridge door closing comes in response to my question, and before I can stop myself, I’m rushing forward until I see her standing at the counter with a bowl of fruit in one hand and whipped cream in the other.“Atlas?” She asks, her eyes widening in shock. “What’s
[Avery’s POV]I stare at my reflection in the mirror in front of me. As I take in the woman staring back at me, I feel my heart fluttering with anticipation and my stomach churning with nerves.After a year of planning, it was finally the big day where Atlas and I would become husband and wife. I was both excited and terrified, as the thought of forever still scared me.Taking a few deep breaths, I push my long, dark hair, which is curled to perfection, over my shoulder so that my bare shoulders are exposed. Frowning, I let my gaze come to rest on a single hickey that Atlas placed on me the night before.“Asshole,” I grumble, reaching for some foundation so that I could cover it.“Let us, miss!” Melanie, my beautician, gasps. “Today is your day to relax and be pampered!”“It isn’t that big of a deal,” I point out, but allow her to take the blending sponge from me. “You’ve already done enough!”As I speak, I take in my reflection once more, admiring the professionally placed makeup on
[Atlas’ POV]My dick throbs at Avery’s words, and I can’t control myself. Reaching out, I lift her into my arms and beeline straight for the bedroom. Once inside, I throw her on the bed and then go to the dresser to find a belt.“Hands out,” I announce after I’ve found it.Nodding, she does as I say, holding her wrists together in anticipation of being confined.“Such a good girl,” I murmur, wrapping the belt in place. “Now lay on your stomach.”I watch as she moves around, laying on her stomach and sticking her ass up in the air for me. Giving a giggle, she waggles it about until my hand connects with it.“Oh, Atlas!” She gasps as I smack her ass again and then slowly run my fingers over the beautiful handprint that now colors her porcelain skin. “More.”“Do you like it when I spank you, little minx?” I ask, smacking her ass again. “Does it turn you on that much to be punished by me?”“It does,” she confirms, laying her head on the bed and closing her eyes. “I love it when you do any
[Avery’s POV]I stare on in disbelief as Atlas looks up at me with so much love and determination that it makes my heart feel full.“Avery King,” he begins, opening the box so that I can see a diamond ring with opalesque accents. “I’ve been waiting five years to ask you this, and I don’t want to wait any longer. Since the day you came crashing into my life, I couldn’t get you off my mind, and with each second, minute, hour, day, week, month, and even year, I grow more and more enamored with you.”With each word, my heart beats faster until I’m sure it is going to beat out of my chest, but I want to hear more.“I’ve said it many times, but those five years without you were torture. Your smiling face, adorable gestures, and strength and beauty haunted my every waking moment. Never in my life have I met someone who could possess me so wholeheartedly—mind, body, and soul—but you managed to do it, and now I never want to let you go. I want you to be my first good morning and my last goodni
[Avery’s POV]My cheeks flush ferociously as Atlas stares at me, unspeaking. Dammit, couldn’t he say something? The silence was beginning to make me feel like I had said something wrong.“Wait til I get you alone,” he finally growls, his eyes darkening. “I’m going to..."“Mr. Jennings!”Saved by the doctor. Letting out a sigh, I turn my gaze to watch him walk in with a push cart filled with the items needed to remove the bullets from Atlas’ body.“Now isn’t a good time,” Atlas tries, but stops as I narrow my gaze on him. “Fine,” he sighs, letting out a chuckle. “But make it quick.”For a moment, the doctor doesn’t speak as he looks from Atlas to me and back, but when he decides that whatever was going on wasn’t too serious, he focuses on Atlas.“Whatever it was, I can wait.”After that, he busies himself digging into Atlas’ skin so that he could pull out each and every bullet that was lodged in him. Once he finishes, he stitches the holes closed and then wraps them.“Now,” he begins,
[Atlas’ POV]“Can’t you go any faster?”I fix my gaze on the medic that is working on wrapping my injuries as my impatience grows more and more.“Sir, I’m going as quickly as I can,” he responds, not bothering to hide his annoyance. “You’ve got bullets lodged in your body, and you’re demanding that we simply wrap your injuries and allow you to go.”“If you’re just going to fuss, then I'm..."“Going to allow these nice men to continue their job,” Dean offers, pressing a finger against one of my wounds.Hissing in pain, I shoot him a glare but remain silent until finally the medic finishes and steps back.“That should keep you from bleeding out,” he says, still looking uncomfortable. “But you really do need to come in and let us perform surgery to get those bullets out.”“Only once I’m sure my wife and child are okay,” I counter, getting up and throwing on my jacket. “Dean, let’s go.”Nodding, Dean follows me to his awaiting car. I climb inside and wait until he slips into the driver's
[Avery’s POV]I stare at the hole where the elevator had just been while my heart hammers in my chest. It was hard to believe that I was just mere minutes away from plummetting to my death, and that left me frozen to the spot, but I knew that I couldn’t continue to stay here.“We need to get out of here,” I announce, tearing my gaze away and fixing it on the man and woman who had helped me. “What floor are we on?”“Tenth,” the man responds.Right. So we had ten more floors to reach freedom.“Then there are ten floors between us and safety,” I continue, getting to my feet.As I stand, a hiss of pain escapes me as the cloth of my shirt pulls against the injury on my back.“Oh my goodness,” the woman gasps. “You’re hurt!”“It’s fine,” I assure her, trying to ignore the pain I feel. “Which way are the stairs?”“This way,” the man responds.Nodding, I motion for him to lead the way as I pick up Aiden and cradle him in my arms. Despite everything that he was currently experiencing, he was a
[Atlas’ POV]The feel of nails running along my skin rouses me from the darkness that I’m encompassed in, but something about them feels wrong. They’re much too sharp, and instead of feeling pleasant tingles from them, I feel nothing but disgust.Grunting, I attempt to roll away from them, but find that my wrists and ankles are bound.Prying open my eyes, I take in Tonia as she lays beside me with a look of contentment and pride on her face.“Oh, did I wake you?” She giggles, continuing to let her fingertips caress my skin. “I wanted to let you sleep a bit longer, but when I see you without a shirt, I just can’t help myself.”Without a shirt? What the fuck was this woman talking about?Frowning, I tear my gaze away from Tonia and take in my naked torso. Further down, I can see my briefs, but they’re the only thing that I’m wearing.“Where are my clothes?” I growl, attempting to move again, only to be reminded that I’m currently trapped. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”Was she reall