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
What was more fucking awkward than telling your baby daddy he was going to be a daddy and that you were now in a relationship with his best friend? Being trapped in a small bathroom with him, his probably soon to be ex best friend while, the world outside seemed to blow itself apart. At least it had grown somewhat quiet on the uncomfortable banter front, after Leo had convinced a reluctant Grayson to take shelter with them in the bathroom in the first place. But the billionaire was determined to still be a stubborn dick and sat as far across the room from Amber and Leo as possible. Amber and Leo were being good and following those grade school taught safety rules, get in a room with plumbing and least amount of windows, hunker down in the bathtub, and hopefully not kiss your ass goodbye. Leo had his hand clenched on her knee, though for more for whose benefit, she couldn’t be sure. He kept reading them out updates about the storm. Amber kept herself occupied by shining her smartwatch
It was a solid right hook that took both Amberleigh and Grayson by surprise, hell it probably even surprised Leo. Grayson stumbled back, his back hitting against the bathroom counter which had to have hurt like a bitch. Another bruise to add to the one which was already starting to form on his cheek. But far more than just the billionaire’s skin had been bruised. This went much deeper than just skin level. His ego. His pride. His friendship.But he just stared at Leo in utter shock. Stupefied. Too stunned to move or react as the blood began to drip down from his busted lip. Leo had called it when he thought this night would have blood.“I gave you more than enough fair warnings Grayson. You won’t talk about her that way. I won’t tolerate your disrespect.”Grayson swallowed hard, “Well it’s good to know where you firmly stand Leo.”With those words Grayson simply turned and walked out of the bathroom. Leo’s chest still heaved; his fist still clenched for several seconds after the bil
Leo and Amberleigh didn’t talk much while they set about the task of cleaning up the mess. But they both knew this mess wasn’t so easily fixed in all ways possible. Of course, Leo wouldn’t let Amber climb up on the ladder to help cover the busted-out windows with plastic, so she focused her efforts on the ground. Leo kept rolls of plastic around the warehouse because a broken window was a common occurrence with so many of them. Between the California weather, earthquakes, occasionally a bored teenager, and once an apparently blind seagull, the chef found himself making insurance claims. A small price to pay though all things considered to have the ultimate bachelor pad.Luckily, the power had come back on rather quickly, though Amber would have been content to make love to Leo by candlelight. Well at least they had intended to make love after they dealt with the mess, but it soon had drifted more towards fucking. Because Amber took her frustrations out on Leo. Not that the sexy chef
Leo had gone so quiet, Amberleigh assumed he must have fallen asleep. Her head still rested upon his damp chest, his heartbeat steady in her ear. She found her own eyes closing when Leo abruptly sat back up and turned on the lamp.“Hey, hear me out even though this may sound a bit crazy, but what if you and I just took off for a while? Pick anywhere in the world you’ve always wanted to go and just do it. Some time away from all this shit would probably do us both a world of good.”Amber couldn’t help but smile at the excitement on the chef’s face. She entertained the idea for a few seconds. She was still early enough in her pregnancy for air travel to be relatively safe. And it wasn’t as though she had a fucking job right now. But Leo had responsibilities in Omega City. And family unlike her.“Leo, I appreciate the offer and it’s tempting as fuck. But Christmas is coming up and I figured you’d want to celebrate it with your mom at least.”He shook his head, “My mom won’t even be in to
Amberleigh thought about those romcom movies where the hot as fuck rich guy whisks the girl off on a dream trip of a lifetime full of fine dining, shopping at pricy boutiques, and steamy hot nights of wine, chocolate covered strawberries and amazing sex. Well, her own fantasy trip didn’t quite start out that way. But she still held out high hopes for amazing sex and chocolate covered strawberries at some point.Not that sweet Leo hadn’t tried to make it a trip she would never forget right from the start. He charted a fucking jet for just the two of them which didn’t come cheap. It was better that way, that no one else had to witness Amber’s puking her guts up on the five separate occasions it occurred during their eleven-hour flight.Leo apologized like it was his fault. Amber was feeling a bit salty and queasy, as it had been his idea, and almost agreed with him out loud. In his favor, the chef did try and make her feel better, even taking over the plane’s galley at one point to whip
Amberleigh awoke to a delightful breakfast in bed on her first morning in Paris. Even more delicious than the buttery, flaky croissants, cheeses, fruit, and hazelnut spread, was the half-naked chef waiting on her hand and foot. Leo wore nothing but a pair of well-fitting linen slacks, as the morning sunshine hit upon his tight torso just right. She quickly put her tray aside and pulled her chef into bed with her instead.Leo was more than willing to indulge her every tastes this morning indeed as she naughtily smeared the hazelnut spread across his broad chest and licked every last trace of it off him. She could already feel his bulge trying to burst free from his slacks as it pressed against her pussy. Her body grinded against his while she ate her breakfast off his skin. She licked her lips greedily as she couldn’t seem to get enough.She took great care to suck the chocolate from his nipples, then skimmed her tongue down the center of his hard abs until she reached the top of his
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