They got one more visitor at the warehouse that Saturday, though this one, only Grayson had been expecting. The same twenty something gentleman who’d brought the company laptop by, showed up with some documents for his boss to look through and a cane. Yes, Grayson had made one of his assistants bring him a fucking cane.Amber played polite host with Mr. Hamilton, who she discovered was a paid intern for The Godwin Railroad corporate office. He was a people pleaser and trying to get in nice with the main boss’s son. He was the guy who’d bring the coffee, toast the bagels, do lots of the grunt work behind the scenes and get little credit. Amber almost had sympathy for the attractive, fit, smooth talking blonde with veneers to die for. But she could see the ambition in his eyes and the wolf beneath his sheep's clothing. He was going to climb his way to the top in this town, probably with a trail of broken hearts in his wake.After he left, no doubt to do some other menial task for the co
Saturday ended on a high note, both literally and figuratively as Leo hit a vocal range no one knew he was previously capable of. This came as Amberleigh tried out a new sex toy on the willing test subject. A penis massage sleeve which also came with a suction feature, proved almost too much for her chef to handle as Amber slapped it on his large cock and cranked up the dial.Then of course, fair was fair, as Leo pushed a small insertable vibrator into Amber’s pussy. But it was no standard vibrator indeed as it came with a remote control. Leo kept the remote, enjoying messing with the settings and Amber being at his mercy. For several hours that night, often when she least expected it, Leo hit the button and both pleasured and tortured his fiancée.As for Grayson, while he wasn’t quite as adventurous at trying the new crop of toys, he did allow Amber to slide a penis vibrating ring up and down his shaft. But she wound up enjoying his new toy equally as much when it vibrated against he
Instead, she allowed Grayson to lead her by the hand to that SUV. Her breathing was loud, her legs felt weak, but without his cane and with a bad knee, she was more of the one helping to hold Grayson up. Helping him keep steady as they exited the garage into the night.He kept murmuring into her ear that things would work out. There was nothing to worry about. They’d be home soon safe and sound. He wouldn’t let anything happen to her. But Amber really wasn’t listening to him. He’d already fucking let something happen to her.Amber spared a glance up at the night sky. The moon was full and round, the air crisp, and the sounds of life continued around them. Somewhere a dog barked, a car honked, a seagull squawked, the waves slapped against the docks. It's rhythm was almost hypnotic in a way. The rhythm of life helped to ground Amber, helped to keep her from losing her shit.A cold breeze snatched at her unbound hair, blowing it into her face, and causing her to shiver. She wore nothing
Amber was suddenly more afraid than she’d been down in The Rabbit Hole.“Grayson? Where are we? What is this place?” she asked.But before Grayson could answer, a door in front of them opened. Another man, though younger, but no less dangerous walked out. He already had a coldness in his eyes though he couldn’t be more than eighteen. This man had never been a child, or not one for very long.“He is ready to see you now. Bring the girl. He wishes to meet her.”His accent was not as thick. He’d likely been born here or moved to the city while he was still fairly young.Grayson nodded, “Thank you. And I meant no disrespect. I’m honored he agreed to meet with me.”“As you should be. He does not grant audiences to most. His time is very important.”The man moved aside so Amber and Grayson could get past. She took a deep breath as she followed Grayson into the room. She couldn’t see the king of this underground empire right away, as her lover’s broad back blocked her view.The billionaire w
She let out a deep breath and Grayson noticed her trying to cut him with her hard gaze.“Are you seriously suggesting what I think you are suggesting?” Amber demanded, “I don’t even know who you are right now.”Grayson merely sighed at her, as if she was an impertinent child and he was irritated by her interruption. By her trying to bring some fucking decency and morality back into the room. He’d lost his fucking mind for sure. This was not the way. This was not justice. It was vengeance.“And what does Van Tessin love most?” asked Ambrov.Grayson eye’s held Amber’s as he began to speak, “Money,” his eyes turned back to Ambrov, “Hugo love’s money above all else. If he loses it, it will destroy him. That’s the way to bring about his downfall. Destroy it from within by bankrupting him. Break down those contracts. Block new ones. Hold the monopoly on the market for his most prosperous goods. I know you are more than capable of making this happen Mr. Ambrov.”Amber sighed internally. At l
Grayson knocked on the bathroom door once to check on Amberleigh. She sent him away requesting to be left alone. A short time later, the billionaire didn’t even attempt to get back into bed with her and Leo, instead placing himself at the other side of the warehouse in her school work space. It was for the best as she certainly wasn’t up for cuddling with her baby daddy right now.Amber doubted she’d be able to fall asleep even after she snuggled up against Leo’s back. Her chef stirred and turned until he was facing her. She was greeted by a wide, sleepy smile. She found one for him somehow and snuggled in closer, wrapping her arm around his waist and burying her face into his bare chest. Safe and steady and warm Leo. While Grayson was often reckless and unstable and cold. Leo had always been the safer choice.“Good morning, Love. How’d you sleep?” he asked with a yawn.“I’ve slept better,” she replied honestly.“Bad dream?”He kissed between her eyes as if to kiss away the worry line
Hostility, resentment, and unresolved feelings weren’t the only things waiting for Amberleigh back at the penthouse. Mr. Duvall, she assumed had placed their mail in Leo’s room. That was not odd in itself, but what was odd, was that Amber had gotten a letter at the penthouse. Few people knew she had resided there, and all her mail usually went to a P.O. box.At the penthouse, she’d gotten a random postcard once from Ebony as a joke, but that had been it. This time was different, it felt different as Amber looked at the cardboard envelope handwritten to her with no return address. But it didn’t have enough weight to it to be like a bomb or anything. At least she hoped anyway. Her imagination ran away with her, and she imagined getting anthrax or something from this mysterious letter from sender unknown.Leo was puttering around the room unpacking, being un-Leo like in his quietness. Still an after effect of the revelation and fight with his best friend. Not once did he make a joke or s
Amberleigh had cried herself to sleep in Leo’s arms that morning. When she woke up, puffy eyed, she cried some more. Every time she believed she had a handle on her tears, they seemed to come upon her again. Sometimes they crept upon her softly with seemingly little explanation and thoughts of sadness. Sometimes they came on violently with thoughts of anger. Needless to say, after an exhausted day of tears, Amber was in no mood to accompany Leo to the annual Godwin Foundation scholarship dinner that night.The last place she wanted to be was staring at Grayson and Courtney pretending to be a happy couple from across the table. To add salt to her wounds, she’d also be forced to play nice to Hugo Van Tessin, to face that evil bastard for the first time. And Daddy Godwin, another man she cared little for would also be in attendance. It seemed almost more than she could handle, especially in her current state of mind. She was a liability tonight and doubted all the concealer in the world