Trigger Warning: This chapter has depictions of abuse.One Year EarlierIris Blair stumbled into her house well after three in the morning.She had such a great night with Korah and Joi and was on a high that had nothing to do with the pills she had taken earlier in the night. “Where have you been?” A gruff voice caused her to jump.She giggled when she realized it was her boyfriend, Cal.“Oh Cal, you scared me. I was with Korah and Joi, you know that.”“I called you like fifteen times.”“I texted you, Cal. I told you I was safe and having fun.” She stated as she kicked off her red bottom heels. “I wanted to talk to you.” Cal declared. “It was way too loud in the club for that babe.”“Were you with another man?”“Excuse me?” Iris asked. “Why would you think that?”“Because you go out with your slut friends all night and don’t call me.”“My friends aren't sluts Cal! We were just having a girl’s night.”“Well you’re not doing that anymore!” Cal snapped. “No more going out and acting
It was finally the day. Emile and Sienna were set to leave for Paris and there were many emotions wrapped up in their departure. Emile was dreading the trip of course, but ready to get it over with so he could be back with Iris as soon as possible. Iris was feeling depressed about it. She knew she would desperately miss Emile and that she didn’t do very well on her own. Donovan was absolutely thrilled to have Iris all to himself and finally be able to make advances on her. Sienna felt triumphant and sure that when she and Emile returned they would be head over heels in love. As she settled on the plane with Emile, Sienna smiled. She just knew her plan was going to work. Emile was going to forget about Iris Blair.But could Sienna forget about her?***Joi and Korah could tell Iris was sad. As they opened in the morning, Iris was quiet and seemed off in another world. She was of course thinking of Emile and wishing that he wasn’t on the plane. She found herself hoping either Emi
Donovan Lewis was actually nervous. As he got dressed after his massage, he practiced in his head how he would ask Iris out. He had to be smooth and sexy. Make Iris feel like she had to go out with him. “So any questions?” Iris asked after she debriefed him on their latest massage.“What are you doing Saturday?”“Um…nothing. Why?”“I was thinking of going to the driving range. Figured it would be good to have someone who knows what they’re doing go with me.” Donovan grinned. Iris thought it over. She knew what would happen if she went out with Donovan, she would find more things she could like about him. He would make her laugh and feel sexy. He would touch her more than necessary and compliment her constantly. It would turn into more than a friendly day of golfing. Maybe that’s exactly what Iris needed. “Sure, why not? Maybe I can teach you a thing or two.” Iris smiled. “I’m sure you can,” Donvoan grinned. “Text me your address. I’ll pick you up at noon. We can get lunch after
“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
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