For the next week or so, Amberleigh and Leo only rarely left the warehouse to take evening strolls around the less smelly parts of the city, often to watch the sunsets from various viewpoints. Hell, they rarely even left the bed where they watched movies, talked about their pasts, their hopes for the future, made love repeatedly, and quite often watched the sunrise in each other’s arms.They danced. They laughed. They dreamed. They ate, mostly in the evenings when her nausea was the least aggressive. Amberleigh kicked Leo’s ass at Pinball. He let her win various other games, creamed her at many more, but he could legitimately not beat her at Pinball and a healthy competition erupted between the two of them over it. Each time he would beat her high score, she would just surpass it again. But Amber knew she was the real winner in this situation in more ways than one.They instituted naked cooking lessons which were lots of fun. Amber found it extremely hard to focus when her instructor
Leo pounced on Amberleigh with his ferocious appetite alright. He spread his legs over her, his knees crunching cereal against the concrete floor, while his tongue lapped up a bite of the sweet oats adorning her left breast. Leo slurped and sucked his way across her breasts, each touch of his tongue against her tingling body brought shivers. The chef paid special attention to her taut areolas and nipples, making sure to lick them clean of every last crumb.Amber could feel the way her body responded to his welcome touch by the way her pussy moistened rather quickly. But she could also feel the way Leo’s body was responding as well, as his engorged cock traced up and down against her thigh. The combinations of sensations, Leo’s tip rubbing against her thigh, his mouth against her nipple, only doubled her pleasure.She kneaded the skin of his lower neck, down his back, as he worked lower and lower down her body, eating a trail free of cereal, plunging further and further across her sti
It turned out the twenty boxes of cereal wasn’t the only damaged caused in the storage room that night. Amberleigh felt a small puncture in her bottom lip and found the imprint of her nails in Leo’s back. Both of them had marked each other well in the throes of their rough passion, but of course it was nothing compared to the emotional mark they had left upon one another. They were in love with each other and there was no fucking use denying it no matter what shit and damage it was bound to cause them both.It took quite a while to finish cleaning up the mess that night. Amber did help Leo make sure all the cereal was out of all his crevices, while he returned the favor in the shower they shared. They had a nice intimate dinner by candlelight where he spoon fed her some of his raspberry lemon cheesecake after she had eaten all hers, then he stole a sweet kiss directly after. Both were feeling quite exhausted by the time they made it to bed, but a promise was a promise after all. The
Amberleigh should have known better than to doubt Leo. After all, he had come through for her like a fucking champ so far, so why should her latest request be any different? Leo had come through again and sweet talked a receptionist at Baby Bump’s Ultrasound to get Amber squeezed in this afternoon for a 4D scan. It seemed she knew his family and well his father owned the building they were leasing.Another rich privilege at its finest indeed, and Amber thought perhaps she had been set up. Leo probably had planned it all along, knew his father owned the building that rented out the space. Perhaps he wanted this even more than she did and had been hoping she would say yes. It was kinda sweet actually. How invested Leo already was to a baby barely even cooking who wasn’t even his.Leo decided to change things up today and take the black Mercedes Benz. It seemed he’d been putting far too many miles on the Porsche lately. He was in a playful mood on the way to the appointment as he stopped
Over the next several days, Leo kept his promise not to initiate any conversations about the baby, but he was more than happy to participate in any Amberleigh started. He even joked that he needed to get a job now that he was an unemployed chef and babies were hella expensive. Between Courtney’s bitchiness and Grayson’s lax and indifferent attitude, Leo had been outed from the penthouse, replaced by another chef. He wasn’t too broken up about it though. Amber knew Leo still occasionally communicated with Grayson, though their conversations were always tense. Right now both of them were still hot-headed and angry, trying to get personal jabs in at each other. But she knew over time, when their anger cooled, they would miss each other. There was no way they couldn’t with the bond they shared and all the shit they’d been through together. She hoped that one day the two of them could patch things up, but it didn’t appear to be anytime soon. Especially with
It had been almost three weeks since Amberleigh had last laid eyes on the billionaire and in that time she’d talked herself into believing she no longer had those type of feelings for him. But now, nearly face to face with him, it was a bit more fucking complicated than when Grayson was out of sight and out of mind. And damn, he looked beautiful as the rain did good things for him. His dark brown hair was falling down into his bright, blue eyes, rain cascaded down his squared jawline, over his well-groomed goatee, and soaked his white button-down shirt. It was nearly transparent as it clung to his tight chest. Amber was pissed at her traitorous mind and wondered how she could both love and hate one person so much. “What the fuck are you doing here Grayson? And why the hell didn’t you come in through the garage? Those stairs are slippery as fuck,” said Leo. “Because you wouldn’t have let me in through the garage,” said Grayson simply, “an
The bathroom door collided roughly against the wall, not that the two men noticed as they were both engrossed in firing insults at each other. Even still in the middle of their fight, Leo was getting ice for Grayson’s hand. That spoke volumes about his character. He would still take care of Grayson no matter fucking what. Even if Grayson didn’t want his help or didn’t deserve it or how badly he hurt Leo in the process. Not that he certainly didn’t need it though. On the outside weighing in, it would be easy for Amber to assume that Grayson really was just an entitled, ungrateful selfish bastard who took more than he ever gave. But she could see something else about the billionaire that most would miss. Yes, Grayson was all of those things, but he was also so much more. The real reason he lashed out at Leo tonight wasn’t just because he was angry that Leo was snuffing his wedding and trying to control his life, he also felt guilty as fuck. The billionaire felt guilty
Leo recovered quicker than Amberleigh did while Grayson stood before them with an accusation written across his flushed face. If he gripped the bottle of vitamins any tighter, it seemed the bottle would snap. But it seemed much more likely that the billionaire was going to snap first. “What the fuck are you doing going through my medicine cabinet?” “I was looking for some type of pain relievers for my hand. Now answer my fucking question.”Grayson turned his hostile gaze from Leo to Amber. But Leo stepped closer to his friend and placed his body in between the two of them. Like a physical barrier, just daring Grayson to make another move, say another hate filled word in Amber’s direction. “Who the fuck do you think you are coming into my home, insulting me and my guest, and making fucking demands? That shit may work with ninety –nine percent of the other people in your life, but it sure as fuck won’t work with me Grayson. This is my hous
Grayson recovered quicker than Amberleigh did as she stood there covering her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks. He fell to his knees on the concrete beside his best friend. His bound hands immediately went to the bleeding hole in Leo’s stomach trying to stop the blood flow.“Oh, fuck Leo!” screamed Grayson. “What are you doing here? Okay, we’re going to get you out of here okay brother just hold on! He needs a fucking doctor! Let Amber get Leo out of here and I’ll stay with you bastards. I’ll give you thirty billion dollars just please let Amber get Leo to the fucking hospital!”“I’m so sorry Grayson. I fucked this up…” sobbed Leo.Grayson placed his hand against Leo’s cheek as tears leaked from the corner of the chef’s eyes, sliding down into the concrete below. Tears also crept out the edges of the billionaire’s blue eyes as Grayson held his friend’s head up off the hard floor.“You didn’t. I love you, Leo. Just please hang on man. We’re going to get you some help brother.
Amberleigh found herself with a gun in her face again. Fantastic. She was getting fucking tired of near-death experiences today thank you very much. And she was so looking forward to all these bastards with guns dead on the concrete floor. That was all she wanted for Christmas this year.“Who the fuck are you?” said Morte, “and who the fuck sent you?”“My name is Amberleigh Dubois. And no one sent me. I came here to broker a new deal. Two billion dollars in exchange for Grayson. And the Van Tessin’s don’t get a fuckin’ dime.”“Amber? Why the fuck are you even here? And Leo let you do this? Something so fucking dangerous and stupid. I’ll kill him! What the fuck did you hope to accomplish by showing up here? How the fuck did you even know where to find me?”She shrugged, “Their boy Lazy Eye has a big mouth. I ran into him at The Rabbit Hole. I take it you all didn’t know I was born in The Fringe and I have ties to your gang the Psychos. Lazy Eye sang like a fuckin’ canary. Easy peasy.”
Amberleigh saw no one in the warehouse lot at first as she jogged across the cracked pavement yelling her fictitious dog’s name “Bella!” She nearly had the door to the warehouse opened before a man abruptly appeared pointing a gun in her face. Her startled scream was real as a stocky man with an unkempt beard and mustache walked out. And she noticed he walked with a limp. “What the fuck do you want bitch?” he demanded. “what the fuck are you doing here?” She recognized that deep raspy voice that was as unpleasant to the ears as nails down a chalkboard. This was the fucker who had beaten Grayson on the video. That spineless coward who attacked a man who had no way to defend himself. And he wasn’t wearing a mask. No fucking way he’d let her just walk away from here. She was counting on it.She put her hands up and backed away slowly, “I’m sorry sir. I didn’t think anyone was here. I thought this place was abandoned. I was just looking for my dog Bella. I
Giovanni decided to walk his daughter to within a few blocks of the warehouse where Grayson was being held. They spoke little on the way and for that Amberleigh was grateful. She didn’t think she could deal with another heavy conversation at the moment. Her nerves and her head were already in shambles and it only got worse the closer they got to the old warehouse. It was used to store boats long ago and had been empty for a decade at least. It was in the heart of Psycho territory and only fifteen miles from Leo’s warehouse. Well, what used to be his place anyway. Amber kept going over the details of her plan in her head. She could do this. It would work. It had to. It was a long time coming. But now that moment was here, it was with mixed emotions to say the least. She was excited, anxious, terrified, all at the same time. She just wanted to see Grayson. And she would give him the longest hug in the fucking world when both of them walked out of that fucking warehouse.
Amberleigh stuttered out her plan to the Hatter coming up with the details as she went. She would be a woman walking her dog down by the docks. She would change her clothes into something more suitable and also bring along a dog leash. She would approach the warehouse and ask the man guarding it if her dog had run inside. She would say or do whatever necessary to gain entry into the warehouse.The lookout would be unlikely to shoot her. It would draw attention even in The Fringe where gunshots were as common as STIs. She was likely to be taken inside alive and no doubt at least one of the men inside would want to have his way with her. Probably more than one of them would. She was banking on the fact that would buy her enough time to be rescued before any of those events actually occurred.For his part in this risky operation, The Hatter was providing Amber with a small camera. The kind which could be easily hidden and would send a feed directly back here to The Rabbit Hole. She would
It wasn’t for Lazy Eye’s neck that Amberleigh aimed the machete, but rather his right arm. The giant knife slid through just above his wrist smooth as fucking butter barely missing also taking out his thigh as well. The blade cut through the arm rest in the wooden chair and bounced against the concrete floor. Perhaps it was that jarring ring which helped bring Amber back to her fucking senses. Or the wet bounce of Lazy Eye’s hand on the floor. Because his scream had only made her want to hurt him more. Her arm ached from the force of her blow coming into contact with the hard floor. Lazy Eye yelled as a fountain of blood squirted from his newest stump. Amber stumbled back watching blood spatter towards her. She dropped the machete and turned away. What the fuck was she doing? She had just lost her fucking mind for sure. Amber placed her hand against her mouth to hold in her vomit. But it was a battle she lost as she threw up on the floor. Her vomit mingling with the p
Amberleigh would have liked to have said that she had the situation under control and didn’t need to be rescued. That she had single handedly interrogated the bad guy and found out where Grayson was being held and by how many. But instead, she was owed a big fat I told you so by her father. Luckily, Giovanni had too much class to do such a thing as he saved his daughter’s ass.The gunshots had been a dead giveaway that his offspring had run into some trouble. And it was father to the rescue as he burst through the door. Only much later would Amber wonder how her father had unlocked the door to get inside Lazy Eye’s lair, but those types of thoughts didn’t come until much later. Only much later would Amber wonder how her father had unlocked the door to get inside Lazy Eye’s lair, but those types of thoughts didn’t come until much later. Because she struggled to recover from the lack of oxygen to her brain and the pain in her body as Giovanni threw Lazy Eye halfway across the room. A
Amberleigh had to put all her thoughts of disgust and wanting to gag aside as she sucked that evil bastard's cock. It wasn’t the first time she had to suck a dick she’d rather not. But this time it meant more than just trying to get a regular or a good tip. She went through the motions which made her the best, but didn’t think too much about it, like driving home late night down the same roads you'd driven a thousand times before. At least until that prick fisted her fake hair and shoved himself roughly down her throat. She wanted to bite his pecker off as she struggled to breathe. Lazy Eye rammed his cock in and out of her mouth aggressively. For men like him, this went beyond just sexual gratification. It was about dominance, control, violence, and humiliation. Amber tried to focus on getting air into her burning lungs and not vomiting, as she had lost all control over her blow job. And Lazy Eye didn’t give a fuck the discomfort he was causing her or even allow her some time to b
Amberleigh kept her eyes on her prey, though she made a quick detour before she pounced. She stopped at the bar to buy Lazy Eye his favorite beer. More than one man eyed her as she passed, including one who squeezed her ass, but she paid them little attention. Luckily, most of the men in that room were engrossed in the fight anyway, as they had probably wagered a pretty penny on the outcome. Amber was also betting on herself to win tonight. She would fucking come out on top.She just hoped that Lazy Eye’s fighter won the match or it could put the violent man in a bad mood. It was hard for her to try and gauge exactly who was winning the fight. The screams of the crowd weren’t giving her much and both burly men in the ring were covered in blood and sweat. The hits were brutal and unforgiving. Fuck, if that was what they did to their gang brother, Amber tried to imagine what they did to rivals. She was pretty sure she saw a tooth go flying from the shorter guy’s mouth in a hail of blo