It shouldn’t have been a surprise to Amberleigh that Leo could speak a bit of French, particularly in regards to food. It also shouldn’t have been a surprise to her that the girl behind the counter was flirting with him. Not that Amber could blame her really. And didn’t she have to speak a word of French to understand what was happening as the dark haired girl pushed her breasts towards Leo and smiled, her words coming out as smooth as the chocolate in the case beneath her.“Bonjour Monsieur. Bienvenue a’ Angelinas. Comment puis-je vous aider? Restez-vous a Paris longtemps?” Leo gave her a pleasant smile in return. “Bonjour Mademoiselle. Uh Quelques jours,” he turned to Amber, “What looks good, Love?”Amber narrowed her eyes at him, “You certainly look good to her Mr. Clemonte. Not planning to run off on me with a local now are you? I could stop shaving my pits if that would help convince you to give me another chance.”He chuckled and Amber could see the attractive
In the taxi on the way back to the hotel, Amberleigh had the upper hand in getting Leo off. With that nice bag full of boxed pastries on the chef’s lap, it provided the perfect cover for her to slip her hand down his pants while the cabbie was oblivious. Amber being seated directly behind the driver also worked well in her favor. It was comical the way this driver was chatting in French to Leo while the chef did his best to carry on a conversation as Amber stroked his swelling cock.More than once, Leo shifted in his seat and seemed a bit breathless in his replies to the Frenchman. Amber guessed that he was making suggestions of places for them to visit in the city. Not that Leo was probably retaining much of what the cabbie said though, as she palmed his cock and gave his balls a nice squeeze. It didn’t take long to feel his precum on her fingers. She tortured him even further by tracing his tip with her finger gently, then rolling the sensitive skin of his head between her fingertip
Amberleigh wrapped herself in a towel and huffed out of the bathroom, clutching both of the smart watches in her fists. Leo had been setting out some pastries on a napkin. He turned to greet her with a smile playing on his lips, but by her expression, his smile slipped into a frown rather quickly. “What’s wrong?” he asked, “something with the baby?”He immediately crossed the distance between them. Amber shook her head to calm that fear of his at least. She slipped his watch into his hand. “I got a message from Grayson. I think you got the same one,” she confessed.Leo’s dark eyes glanced down at his watch which he quickly unlocked and skimmed the message on the screen. He sighed afterwards, before he pulled her into his arms. “Don’t let him get to you Love. Don’t give him that power. It’s what he wants. I doubt he has even spoken to a lawyer about this.” “But what if it’s true Leo? And what if he wins…”His hand caresse
Amberleigh wanted nothing more than to stay in the suite and feel sorry for herself that night, but sweet Leo had gone through all the trouble of making them dinner plans. So, at a quarter until nine, she drug her ass out of bed to prepare herself for the evening’s festivities. Leo had instructed her to put on a classy cocktail dress. He didn’t say where they would be dining tonight, only that it had a strict dress code.She decided to humor herself and attempt to put some curls in her unruly hair. Amber quickly realized how angry and frustrated she was still feeling when she nearly jerked out a nice chunk of her dark hair by tightly winding it in the curling iron. Yeap, no doubt about it, she was still fucking seething at one Grayson Godwin.Did it make her a bad person she hoped that he got like a huge ass zit or bee sting on the nose or punched in the eye just in time for his wedding in two days? Leo’s blow was probably well scabbed over by now on his lip and makeup would hide it.
Amber was speechless as Leo’s fingers shook a bit while he pulled the ring free from the velvet box. But her mind was far from silent. Here, in the most romantic city in the world, on the symbol of love, all glimmering like thousands of diamonds, would she be able to refuse him?It was not that she didn’t love Leo. That wasn’t the issue at all. She just wasn’t sure she was ready for this, or that he was either truth be told. It had only been four months or so since the chef had broken off his engagement to Elle. And Leo and Amber had only been together about a month now. Was that really enough time to know they wanted to spend the rest of their lives together?Because contrary to the feelings of many of her generation, marriage wasn’t something Amber took so lightly. To her not something that a quick divorce was the fix to if she had jumped into it too soon, unprepared. When she spoke those words at the alter until death do us part, she had every intention of meaning them. And right
Afterwards, Leo polished off his dessert with ease. It amazed Amberleigh how he kept those washboard abs because Leo could sure put away a shit ton of food. Many chefs were round, a byproduct of their occupations, and Amber perfectly understood why. Hell, even if she wasn’t knocked up, she’d be gaining weight with Leo as her boyfriend. She certainly had her work cut out for her after this kid was born. But the chef was certainly doing something right by the looks of his hot, sexy body. And Amber should be an expert on that particular subject of Leo’s glorious naked form by now. But keeping his body tight in all the right places, wasn’t the only thing he was doing right. She had yet to discover something that Leo didn’t do well. Until she remembered his singing anyway. But the man upstairs didn’t want any competition for his perfect son Jesus it seemed, so he had to give Leo that one flaw.Even his smile was perfect. And she was privileged to it after he asked her if she was ready to
Amberleigh knew that every girl dreamed of having a shopping spree at the designer stores with a credit card with no limit. Well today for her that fantasy was coming true. But it was not quite the way she imagined it for many reasons. One, marathon shopping was hella exhausting and lots of work. You didn’t just change from outfit to outfit like magic during a montage with a catchy song. Two, she was feeling guilty about taking advantage of Leo. And three, she had to pee every twenty fucking minutes, not to mention she didn’t have the body like in her dreams. She was bloated as fuck. Not that Leo wasn’t the dream shopping buddy. He was supportive and encouraging her to try on like everything in the stores. But she began to doubt his credibility when he claimed everything she tried on looked good on her. He took every opportunity to tell her how amazing she looked. He camped out on some white leather couches while she put on a fashion show for him. She
Leo had forgiven Amberleigh for her cold move getting him all hot and bothered then abandoning him to his lonesome in the Gucci dressing room. He was even placated that she had loaded his arms full of Gucci fashions and accessories, and more than happy to carry them for her to the check out. A girl could totally get used to this shit.Once again, like in the other stores, Leo had their purchases set to be delivered back to the hotel to avoid toting them all up and down Champs-Elysees Avenue. But right now, that was one wealthy privilege Amber was more than happy to indulge in. Her feet were aching and she tried to hurry through Vuitton. But one did not simply hurry through a store like that, it demanded thorough time and attention.Amber gave it the attention it so deserved, painstakingly looking through their vast collection of purses. She chose Ebony an adorable clutch with a gold chain which would be easy for her to drag around the bars in Omega City. Harder for her drunk ass to l
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