IRISWhat have I gotten myself into?Les sat like a King in the distance, watching me with a guarded expression, and I hated the fact that I couldn't tell what was going on in his mind. “Why do you want me to do that?” I asked, feeling a shiver wrack my body as the breeze enveloped my hot skin. Les head cocked to the side, and before I knew it, electricity zapped up my body. A yelp came out of me as intense pleasure flooded my senses, making my vision double.It took me a moment to realize that the pleasure was coming from the panty I was wearing, which was now vibrating hard against my vagina. A look at Les's hand and I found the remote controlling it in his hand. A wicked smirk blooms on his lips.“Sweet Mother of God!!” I groaned as I hunched over, biting back my lip to contain all the pleasurable sounds I wanted to make. “This isn't a fucking interview, Iris.” Les said, and I had to grab a nearby table to brace myself for the oncoming mind shattering orgasm that I am sure will
IRIS Sitting snugly in Les's car, I was beyond exhausted but was alive with excitement. Les got in the driver's seat and as usual, a country song comes on as we drove away from the hotel. When Les first told me he loved me, I wasn't sure I heard him right. So I made him repeat it again and again until his words sank in and filled every fiber of my being with bliss. “I love you too!” I had blurted out, before slamming my palm over my mouth at my own confession. My face had gone red at the time but instead of feeling embarrassed, I felt relieved. I barely remembered putting on my clothes or leaving the hotel. I just knew Les Scavo just admitted to loving me. I wish I could see Taylor and give her my middle finger. I still could but nah, this was my moment and I wanted to enjoy it. My phone buzzed and when I saw Meera's caller ID, a smile came to my face.“Hey Meera.”“Hi, how are you?”I sighed and smiled contently. “I'm good. Reslly good.”“Hmm. I can tell. So does this mean you
IRISI closed my eyes, enjoying the bubble bath Les had run for me while also putting together ideas for my article. Meera was right. I did him to relieve some tension. I smiled to myself thinking about the rooftop encounter and immediately feeling another arousal.Jeez! If Les was such a wild man, what does that make me?Secretly, I was glad he won the bet because I had no idea how I was going to take care of this child alone without support. I'd try if Les didn't want the baby but it was much better this way. I just didn't want him to betray me just the way- I shook my head, repressing a terrible memory from my past. Les is not like that.Les is not like… him.Grabbing my phone, I dialed my best friend's number. It had been a while since we spoke and after checking in with each other, I informed her of my arrival back at Les's house.“I'm not surprised.” She said, “About time already.”“What do you mean?!” I giggled.“You've been miserable ever since you left his house. Stalking
IRISAll feelings of amusement left me as things turned serious. I readjusted in my seat and crossed my legs. “Okay. Let's talk.”Les rose to his feet and offered me his hand. “First of all, I want to show you something.” Curious, I slipped my hand in his and let him take me upstairs. We went past a couple of rooms before we stopped at one and he unlocked it. Once he opened it, he stepped aside for me to go in first. Throwing a curious glance at him, I pushed the door further, went in and that's when my mouth dropped open. One wall was painted with the drawing of an ocean and a red headed mermaid sitting on a rock in the midst of it. Then another wall had Mickey Mouse characters drawn on them along with Tom and Jerry smiling at each other. My eyes fell on the baby crib in the midst of the room causing me to freeze in my steps. Turning around, I found Les watching me intently with his hands shoved in his pockets. He shifted his weight from one feet to another - a sign I realize, tha
LESI was halfway through my sandwich when I sensed someone at the door. I could see the shadows of their feet but they weren't coming in. I assumed it would be Iris, so I continued my work and meal. Then I heard a loud thud and was instantly on my feet, heading for the door. To my horror, I found that Iris had collapsed and was now unconscious. Immediately, I pulled out my phone and dialed nine one one while also checking her pulse. I found her pulse faint and something strange happened within me. For the first time in years, I felt true fear. My heart began to hammer against my ribcage which in turn elevated my breathing and made it erratic.“911, what's your emergency?” I managed to stay calm and explain the situation to the operator and after listening, she informed me that she had sent an ambulance to my address and they would be there shortly. The fear of losing Iris became palpable and I began to wonder what caused her to collapse. Was this a normal thing? Or was she in a h
IRISA few days later, I was discharged from the hospital, and ever since then, Les had treated me like an egg. He hardly let me do anything when he was around and had given instructions to his servants to always be there to help me do anything. No matter how much I complained, he didn't want to hear it and would remind me of what the doctor said about me getting enough rest. The only other way he was able to win was when he pulled the baby card and told me of the consequences of not resting enough and how it would affect the baby. Hilda and my father also didn't help matters and teamed up with Les to practically make me an invalid. It was then that I finally relented and let Les have his way. My father and best friend spent a few days with me before they travelled back home via Les’ private jet. I was sitting at the balcony of our bedroom reading a magazine article when my phone buzzed. Immediately, panic set in, and my heart jolted, but I convinced myself that this was a new line
LESThe sun was just setting over the horizon when I was driven back home from the office. The beautiful spectacle reminded me of my previous date with Iris and how everything had turned out in the end. She had been strong and unwavering, but I had prevailed, and thank God I did. Because, If Iris had won that game, I would have degenerated into the worst parts of myself and forced her to be mine against her will.She would hate me for sure, but I'd find a way to make her love me. The ringtone of my phone filled the air, and when I checked the ID, I realized it was my uncle from my mother's side. “Hey, Uncle.” I said, running my hand through my hair. “I guess you're wondering why you haven't seen me around.” “Well, you guessed it. What's up? The people have been asking for you.”“I can't come back.”My uncle went quiet for a moment. “Why?”“Because I have been able to manage…that part of me. He's under lock and key.” “I see.” He replied, “and it has nothing to do with a certain brun
IRISFrom the moment Les informed me of the situation on ground, I had been antsy and eager to see him. Two dozen of his men had shown up, securing the doors and windows while positioning themselves in strategic places all around the house. Andrea had shown up later on from her shopping spree and when she was informed of the situation happening, she came towards me with concern written all over her face. “Is he alright?” “Yes. He's fine and he's on his way.”Andrea heaved a breath of relief and did the trinity sign. “Any idea when he'll be back?” I shook my head in response. “Soon, I hope.” I said, suddenly feeling parched and drinking a glass of water. After that, we both waited in the living room while Hilda and I communicated. “Yea, I just saw it on the news. Are you okay?”I paused and blinked. “It's on the news?”“Yes. Check any news station.”I quickly grabbed a remote and turned on the Tv and since Les was the last person to watch the news on the device, the news channel
IRISAll feelings of amusement left me as things turned serious. I readjusted in my seat and crossed my legs. “Okay. Let's talk.”Les rose to his feet and offered me his hand. “First of all, I want to show you something.” Curious, I slipped my hand in his and let him take me upstairs. We went past a couple of rooms before we stopped at one and he unlocked it. Once he opened it, he stepped aside for me to go in first. Throwing a curious glance at him, I pushed the door further, went in and my mouth dropped open. One wall was painted with the drawing of an ocean and a red headed mermaid sitting on a rock in the midst of it. Then another wall had mickey mouse characters drawn on them and another had Tom and Jerry smiling at each other. In the midst of the room was a baby crib and I froze in my steps when I saw it. I turned around to find Les watching me intently with his hands shoved in his pockets. He shifted his weight on his feet - a sign I realize indicated his nervousness.“Do y
LESThe fluorescent lights flickered overhead as we sat in the waiting room of the hospital, the scent of antiseptic hanging heavy in the air. Iris fidgeted nervously beside me, her fingers twisting around each other as she glanced around at the sterile walls."You okay, Bunny?" I asked, reaching out to squeeze her hand.She offered me a weak smile. "Yeah, just a little anxious about the scan."I nodded, understanding her apprehension. The thought of seeing our baby for the first time was enough to make anyone jittery. But I was also excited, eager to catch a glimpse of the life growing inside Iris.After what felt like an eternity, the nurse called us in, and we followed her down the hallway to the ultrasound room. Iris settled onto the examination table, her eyes fixed on the monitor as the nurse squirted gel onto her belly.And then, there it was. A tiny flicker on the screen, like a beacon of hope in the darkness. Our baby's heartbeat.Iris let out a shaky breath, her eyes shimmer
IRIS:In a matter of minutes the entire living room was destroyed. I stood still in the carnage as shattered glass covered the ground and furniture became upturned. Les yelled every obscene word known to man. He went on to punch walls till his knuckles cracked and his blood ran red down the walls. Rick ran in with the other security men, confused but with their weapons drawn.“GET OUT!!” Les yelled at them. The men hesitated, especially Rick who looked my way and seemed like he didn't want to leave me with him. “Come Ma'am. Let's go.” He said as he approached me with his hand stretched forward. I had no idea I was vibrating where I stood until I raised my hand and found it shaking violently.The next thing I hear is the click of a gun. I froze just about to touch Rick and turned. Les had a gun pointed at Rick and his eyes were filled with utter madness. “Touch her and you die!” I turned to see Rick with his hands up, retreating backwards. “Sorry ma'am.” He said apologetically befo
LES My baby resumes work today and I am not happy about it. I wish she was the kind of woman who was content being a housewife that loves to cook and wait for her husband to come home. Wait a fucking minute. Why am I looking at Iris through the lens of marriage?I wasn't a big believer in it especially since my father was shitty to my mom and didn't keep his vows. I feel the whole idea of marriage is pretty useless. I am already loyal to Iris and will never look at any other woman. She's mine. Forever. So why do I need to put a ring on it?I continued to wonder about that as I leaned against the doorframe of my closet and watched my Bunny wear a Wonder Woman panty and matching bra color. She turned slightly and my gaze fell on her tummy which was now the size of a small watermelon. I felt something but I couldn’t process what it was. To think that in six months time, this woman whom I am totally obsessed with will give birth to mini mes and mini Iris. I wonder what the babies wi
LESI was in the throes of my own anger, but the moment I noticed the departure of my brother, my rage softened. One glance at Iris and she nodded at me to go after him, which I did. Entering the elevator, I pulled out my phone and accessed all the cameras to pinpoint my brother's location. It didn't take long to find him scurrying down the stairs to the ground floor. My brother has always been one to maintain composure in all things but now, from my point of view, he was an agitated mess. Pressing the button for the ground floo, I sighed and let the elevator begin its descent to the living room. Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like, if I had grown up with a good, normal father. Maybe I'd be some corporate guy living in a cute condo, married with one or two kids instead of having an irrational fear of intimacy and⁸8⁸⁸fatherhood. Maybe, I'd be a normal guy. But I'm not. Instead I'm messed up in the head, struggling with a trauma I wouldn't wish on anyone. Thank Go
LES“I see you've lost all your senses posting that girl online.”I rolled my eyes at my brother who was cleaning his pistol while holding a video call with me. The sun had just gone down over the horizon, casting my office in semi darkness while the landscape of New York city came alive with colorful night lights. “I guess you can call me ‘crazy’. Crazy about her.” I smiled as I shoveled some Chinese noodles into my mouth with chopsticks.“What you will be, is sorry if you don't stop.”I stopped chewing and glared at him. My brother didn't look at me. Instead, he continued to clean his weapon as if he didn't just say something disturbing. “Why would you say that?”“Because you're being a fool right now. Posting her for the world to see, especially for our Uncle to see, is like looking into the eye of a python and spitting in its face.”James was right. I was usually a very calculated mind but lately, I have been getting carried away by my affection for Iris and may have unintentio
Chapter 56:IRISOver the next couple of days, I continued to send out applications and even tried writing some pieces but I realized I was experiencing a block. When I couldn't make headway, I sat down in front of a TV and watched some cartoons. It was my coping mechanism back at Massimo's house and it's starting to be my coping mechanism now. Cartoons weren't always at Les' place either. I was surprised when one day I received a delivery signed to me and when I opened it, I discovered Les had bought all variations of cartoons for me to watch. Along with some T-shirts with cartoon characters on them. Les continued to leave pleasant surprises for me while I carried my one unpleasant surprise inside my body and whenever talk about Taylor came up, he refused to talk about it and everyday I became more and more depressed.If I wasn't writing, I was also video calling my Dad or Hilda. Now that I had a working phone, I was able to access my old social media profiles. I came across a lo
IRIS“Can we still go about our day while we ruminate on this?” Les asked and I considered his request reasonable. “Sure.”I changed into one of the dresses he got me, and then we went downstairs to have brunch. All through, we ate in silence, and I hated it. I hated that I spoiled the mood between us and made it awkward with the topic of a child. After our brunch, Les took me on a tour of his mansion, and I was able to learn a few more things about him. Les was an artist who painted in his pastime, and I wondered how he was able to do that and still be an underground fighter during his teen years. I saw all the championship belts he had won and heard all the stories behind them. Then he showed me his car collections, the grounds which had a stable and two horses. By the time we were done that day, it was late evening, and we weren’t able to go shopping any more, but I didn’t mind. Getting to see a new side of him was refreshing. I got to learn that Les The Beast wasn’t really his
IRISA cold shiver went through me as my father’s words sank in. “Excuse me?!” “Iris-” My father started to speak, but I raised a hand to cut him short.“So I was a mistake?”My father looked horrified for a second before he closed the distance between us. “No, no, no, no.” he said, coming to sit beside me. “You were never a mistake, Iris, and I am glad your mother chose to keep you.”“What if she hadn’t?” I sniffled and wiped a tear from my eye. “Would you have regretted it?”My father sighed. “I honestly don’t know. All I know is that I am happy she didn’t listen to me. Look at me.” He said, taking my hands in his, which in turn made me face him. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me since your mother. You are not a mistake, and you never were. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to be a good father to you and give you the resources that you needed. I was fresh out of high school, inheriting a run-down port left behind by a drunken father. You can understand how having