“How are you single?” Donovan asked Iris during their lunch.“Who says I’m single?” “Are you?”“It’s…complicated,” Iris admitted. “So you have a boyfriend who doesn’t act right?” Donovan questioned. He was curious how Iris would describe Emile. “He’s amazing, he just…can’t fully give himself to me right now and that’s very frustrating.”“So he’s afraid of commitment?”“He’s just kind of unavailable.” Iris shrugged. “So why do you even deal with him?” Donovan questioned. “Because I’ve never met anyone like him.”“Would he be upset that you’re out with me?” Iris smiled and nodded. “Well I won’t tell if you don’t.”“Oh he's too busy to even care.” Iris assured him.Donovan took a sip of his drink, feeling satisfied. It seemed Emile hadn't texted Iris for a third time. Who knows how long he’d take to contact her now?He hoped by the time he did, he would have already had Iris in bed. He was planning on making a move tonight. Somehow he was going to get into Iris’s house and he plann
Sienna woke up happily in Emile’s arms.They had an incredible night at the club and came back to their chateau and made love. Emile was more enthusiastic than he had been in so long. Emile kissed her forehead. “Morning my love.”“Morning,” She smiled. “I had so much fun last night.”“Me too. You were right, Paris is exactly what we needed.”“Let’s have breakfast on the balcony.” “I’ll meet you there.” Emile kissed Sienna and she got out of bed. Emile reached for his phone and saw he had a significant amount of likes. He didn’t post the pictures because he realized then Iris would know what his wife looked like and that could be dangerous. But a loving post with a picture of the Eiffel Tower about being in the city of love with his wife would do. He saw a text from Iris.Seems like you’re having fun with your wife. Congrats on a healthy FAITHFUL marriage I guess.“Fuck,” Emile muttered to himself. This little scheme had fully backfired. He only wanted to make her jealous, not p
Iris was more furious than ever.Emile had never treated her more like a mistress. He distracted her with sex and then left her to go back to his wife. She felt dirty and used. Maybe this was who Emile really was.He just used women in whatever way he wanted and then when he was bored and done he would toss them aside. Iris refused to be treated like trash. Her phone rang on the kitchen counter. She was glad to see it was Donovan. “Hey beautiful,” Donovan said. “We still on for tonight?”“Of course we are, I’m cooking right now.”“That picture you sent me last night…that was something.”“I thought you might like a sneak peak of what could happen tonight.” Iris giggled. “Did you like my picture?” Donovan asked. “I sure did. You are very well endowed.”“That wasn’t even the whole thing.”Iris smiled. She knew what they were doing was a little dangerous, but she no longer cared. Emile wasn’t treating her right and Donovan was treating her like a priority. Like a sexy beautiful woman.
Iris shoved Donovan to the ground. She dropped down on top of him and kissed him again. Donovan’s fingers slipped in her hair and tugged it. Iris moaned into his mouth as she grinded against him. She shuddered, feeling his erection through his pants. Donovan had had enough foreplay. He was ready to take it all the way. He rolled on top of Iris and spread her legs. Iris reached up and unbuckled his pants as he stripped off his shirt. Her eyes widened when she pulled down Donovan’s pants. He had been right when he said the picture wasn’t even the whole thing. Donovan grinned at her reaction before pushing her back down.Iris clawed at the carpet as Donovan shoved himself inside of her. He was stretching her out completely and the pain and pleasure was too much for her to handle. “Oh my god Donovan.”Donovan paused for a moment, unable to fully comprehend how tightly and warmly his cock was being enveloped. Nothing in all of his dreams and fantasies could have truly prepared him for
Emile Astor feared he was losing his mind. He had barely heard from Iris in a week and a half. Ever since the phone sex call Iris had been cold and distant. She only texted him and they were all very short messages. The latest being ‘maybe we should talk when you’re back’. Maybe? And that meant another week of no communication! He hated this. Sienna was noticing that Emile was only half enjoying their trip. When they were out to dinners and dancing he was present and having a good time. But the moment they came back to the chateau and he would check his phone, sadness set in. Iris must not be texting him back. That meant Donovan was doing his job. She had been bad about communication with Donovan in the last week and a half. She knew that he and Iris had slept together, but didn’t get the full details that she was dying for.Sienna decided that she would call Donovan during her solo shopping trip. Emile clearly wanted to sulk. “Hey boss,” Donovan answered the phone. “You’ve been
“So…I’ve been seeing someone new.” Iris smiled. Dr. Verona perked up. “Have you now?”“Yeah. His name is Donovan and he’s really sweet. He makes me happy and feel light. I think he’s the key to what I’ve been missing.”“And what have you been missing?”“Commitment and happiness. He’ll give me those, I just know it.” Iris said. “And so are things over with Emile?” Dr. Verona questioned. “Well…not exactly. He’s still in Paris with his wife. He still calls and texts. I-I know things will change when he gets back.”“In what way?”“It’s easy to just focus on Donovan when Emile isn’t here. But he’ll come back and completely take over my mind.”“He doesn’t have to if you don’t want him to.” Dr. Verona pointed out. “You don’t get it…Emile has a hold on me like nothing else. It’s not something I can escape.”“You can escape, Iris. You escaped Cal.”She snorted. “Yeah have I?”“What's going on?” Dr. Verona sounded worried. “Donovan has been getting threatening notes. I’m pretty sure they’r
Emile spotted Iris the moment he walked in the door. She was holding Donovan’s hand and it bothered him more than anything in the world. Here she was at a party, casually holding another man’s hand like she wasn’t even thinking of Emile anymore. “Emile!” Joi stopped him as he started making his way towards Iris. “I thought you were in Paris.”“Not anymore,” He responded, trying to get past her.“Please…please don’t make a scene.”“I just want to talk to her.”“What if she doesn't want to talk to you, Emile?”“Joi, this is none of your business, just let me talk to her.”“You’re not supposed to be here,” Korah approached them. “Iris is happy, don’t ruin this for her.”“I make her happy,” Emile insisted. “I’m not going to cause a scene, I just want to talk to my girlfriend!”The girls exchanged looks and let him pass. They knew it would cause more of a scene trying to stop him. They watched nervously as he approached Iris and Donovan who still hadn’t seen him. Emile sneered as he wit
Just as Sienna thought, Iris and Emile were together. It had been Iris that reached out this time. She didn’t like the way they left things. She hated that she was the one chasing him now, but she couldn't help it. She still loved him. “Is your boyfriend here?” Emile asked as he entered the house.“No, he’s not.”“Good. I got you these.” Emile showed her the bouquet of flowers that had been behind his back.Iris smiled happily. “Aw, thank you, Emile. That’s very sweet.”“I’m a sweet guy. Why don’t you put those in a vase and get us something to drink?”Iris was taken aback at Emile’s bold behavior. He was acting extremely confident and completely in control. It reminded her of the night they had met in the bar. How calm and collected he had been. How he knew he had her from the moment their eyes met.“I’ll be right back.” Iris stated. Emile took his suit jacket off before taking a seat. He unbuttoned the first buttons on his shirt to show off his chest. He knew that it would drive
One Year LaterEmile Astor had a secret.He was going to surprise his wife with a trip.He had already planned it all out and he knew she was going to love it as much as she loved him. Emile was committed to showing the woman he loved more than anything that he worshiped her beyond anything else in the world. Especially right now. He looked up from his newspaper and smiled as his wife entered the kitchen. “Good morning, gorgeous.”“Good morning, my love,” Iris Astor responded, before kissing him. “And good morning, my son.” Emile gently grabbed Iris’s waist as he leaned down and kissed her small baby bump.“I just know he’s going to be just as perfect as his father is.” Iris giggled. “No, he’s going to be perfect like his mother.”The two kissed again before sitting down to have breakfast.Many things had changed for Emile Astor over the last year. First he got a vasectomy reversal and then after getting a very quick divorce from Sienna, Emile proposed to Iris who agreed enthusia
Sienna had to get Iris alone for a long enough amount of time to put her plan into action.She was sure it was going to be difficult with Emile always hanging around Iris. She would have to make him leave the house it seemed.“Emile, I think Iris’s car needs an oil change, can you handle that?” Sienna asked. “Why me?” He questioned. “Because you’re the man. You’re supposed to take care of the cars. I mean you always took my car in for an oil change, so why wouldn’t you do it for Iris?”She really was trying to make him look bad, and Emile loathed it on every level. He knew she was out of her mind and yet it was still hard to comprehend she was this deranged.He wondered if it was his fault. If all the cheating and ignoring and staying out late did this to Sienna. If it turned her into an unhinged, out of control woman.“I’ll do it tomorrow.” Emile said.“I think it's best if you do it now.” Sienna said sharply. “They’re about to close.”“So get there fast.”Iris and Emile locked ey
“Sienna what?” Iris asked. “You’re joking right?”“Of course I am!” Sienna forced a laugh. “But I mean, that would keep him away from us forever. I mean look at Cal and Donovan. Gone.”“Sienna, don’t talk like that.”“Sorry, I just love you so much and I want to be with you. I will do anything to make that happen. I’ve proven I can protect you against Cal. That's what you wanted right? Well I’ve done it. And now we can handle Emile.”“Are you going to kill him?”“If I don't have a choice, maybe! I mean it would be so easy. We stage it like he tried to kill me first because he was so in love with you, but we overpowered and killed him. It’s self defense all over again, Iris! It’s too easy.”“But I love him.” Iris protested. “I don’t want him dead!”“If he’s not dead, he won’t leave you alone. You know that and I do too.” Sienna touched her face. “You want to be with me, right?”“Of course I do.”“Then we’ll make it happen. Nothing is going to stop us.”***Emile had no clue about his w
“What…what are you doing here, Cal?” Iris asked. “Don’t act coy sweetheart,” Cal chuckled. “You know you invited me over.”“He’s lying,” Iris whispered. “I would never.”“Let me in!”“Go away Cal!” Iris called. “O-or I’ll call the police!”“I’m calling your bluff, baby. You never call the police on me. Now let me in.”“Go away!” Sienna snapped. “She may not call the cops on you but I will!”“Then do it.” Cal said.There was something horribly sinister in his voice. Iris looked through the peephole once more and saw that Cal was no longer there.“Where did he go?” She whispered. “Maybe he actually left.” Sienna suggested. They both jumped and screamed at the sound of broken glass. “Where did that come from?” Iris whimpered. “I-I don’t know! I think he’s in the house.”Sienna grabbed Iris and pulled her way from the door and towards the stairs. “No, in the scary movies, we’re not supposed to go upstairs.” Iris hissed. “This isn’t a movie, Iris.” Sienna whispered as she pushed her
Emile Astor was oblivious to the danger he was in.He didn’t really think that Iris would choose Sienna, so he wasn’t worried at all. Iris loved him deeply and Sienna just couldn’t hold a candle to what they had. “You need to be more worried!” Freddie hissed. “This is Sienna we’re talking about Freddie. Spoiled, annoying, cold Sienna. Sure she hates me, but she couldn't kill me if she tried.”“Love makes people do a lot of crazy shit. I mean look at Donovan. Someone did that for love.”“I wish I knew who.” Emile muttered. “It’s fucking Iris up not having his killer locked up and I hate it. She still thinks about him.”“It makes sense. She thought she was going to have a baby with him and be tied together forever. That’s a big deal, you know?”“Yeah, I know. I just want him erased from our lives for good. I fucking hate Sienna for bringing him into them.”“She’s out of her mind,” Freddie shook his head. “And everyone sees it. If you turn up dead, we’ll all know that she did it. ““No
Sienna Astor was coming up with a sinister plan. She needed to get rid of two men in order to have the woman she desperately wanted and she was going to figure out how to do it. Cal was going to be the hard part for sure, and she knew she had to get rid of him first if Iris would consider dumping Emile for good. But how on earth was she going to take out a dangerous man like Cal Martin? If the police couldn’t properly connect him to Donovan’s murder, how could she?“What are you doing?”Emile’s voice had startled Sienna out of her thoughts. “None of your business.”“You don’t have to be so rude.”“To you, yes I do.” “You know what, Sienna? You don’t actually hate me, you know that right?” Emile asked. “Oh and what do I feel about you then?” Sienna challenged. “You’re jealous of me.”“I am not.”“Yes you are. You know that Iris will never stop loving me no matter what you do. You’re competing with me but you will never win, Sissy.”Sienna glared at him. “It’s you who is going to
Sienna Astor wanted to get rid of her husband.It had been two weeks of threesomes and having Iris squeezed between them when they slept. Sienna was sick of it. She tried to accept three people in the relationship, but she couldn't. She wanted Iris to herself. And she was willing to do anything in order to make that happen.Sienna waited anxiously for Iris to come back home. Against both Emile and Sienna’s protests, Iris had gone back to work. Though she was scared of what Cal could possibly do, she missed her friends and doing her job, so she had to go back. Emile had also returned to work once Iris had. He didn’t want Iris and Sienna home alone without him and if Iris was away at work all day, she only arrived ten minutes before he did, which daily he hoped wasn't enough time for Sienna and Iris to get up to anything without him.The rules were clear: sex could only be had with all three of them present. It was a rule both of them hated deeply and constantly tried to break. Emile
`Detective Richards had decided to listen to his wife. He put all his focus on Cal Martin, his number one suspect. Though he was more than aware another questioning wouldn’t help anything, he still decided to do one, just to see what he could get out of the angry man.“Remind me where you were at the time of the murder.”“How am I supposed to know when that loser died?” Cal sneered. Detective Richards sighed before speaking. “On the twelfth, what were you doing?”“I was supposed to meet Iris so we could get back together, but my car broke down.”The eager detective flipped through his notes. “I thought you said it was a flat tire.”“Same difference.”“Well which was it?”“What’s it to you?” Cal asked. “I’m a detective trying to solve a murder.”“You don’t think I killed that fucking prick do you?” “I’m not sure, but I intend to figure out who did.” Detective Richards replied.“Well you need to be looking at Iris’s other little boyfriend, not me.” He stated. Detective Richards co
“What?” Emile asked. “Like a…threesome?”“It makes the most sense right?” Iris asked. “We can all be together and there will be no jealousy. Only love.”“I’ll do it.” Sienna smiled. “I think it sounds beautiful.” She was trying to show Iris that she was much more understanding and accepting than Emile was.“Okay then. Let’s do it.” Emile said quickly. He would not lose Iris by not participating in this threesome.Iris grabbed both of their hands and pulled them to the bed with her. Slowly she kissed Sienna first, before turning and kissing Emile. She put her hand on the back of their heads, pushing the couple closer.Neither wanted to kiss the other, but did it for the woman they loved. Iris smiled as their lips touched. The kiss held no passion or feelings other than disdain. They were relieved to pull away from one another and put their focus on Iris. Emile got behind Iris and kissed her neck as Sienna gently kissed her lips. Iris had never felt so overwhelmed with love in her e