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
Amberleigh decided not to tempt fate and try the snails at dinner that night. Instead, she opted for some Ratatouille-that famous French vegetable stew- and a chicken dish with mushrooms, garlic, in a red wine sauce called Coq Au Vin. It was simply orgasmic in her mouth.As for the chef, he had two servings of Escargot, giving it so much tongue action, that Amber found herself jealous. Leo let the snails linger in his palate to try and decipher every ingredient. He was determined to figure out how they did it so well to emulate it for himself. Amber had to look away more than once from the sight of the chef sucking them from their shells as it turned her stomach.Just after dinner, they took a pleasant stroll hand in hand, seeing the Notre Dame Cathedral all lit up splendidly at night. They hadn’t made it there today for a tour like they had originally planned but made plans to return to see the magnificent old church tomorrow.Their walk in the frigid air was brief, but still magical
Between Amberleigh and Leo’s romantic night together, and their memorable day on the streets of Paris, she had almost forgotten, that today was the day Grayson Godwin was getting married to that bitch heiress Courtney Van Tessin. She knew their ceremony was set to take place at six p.m. in a fucking castle on the other side of France. But it had really slipped past her mind throughout most of the day honestly. But that night proved to be a different story entirely.But it seemed the billionaire would always be sure to remind Amber of his existence, how their lives were still entangled whether she liked it or not. At least he hadn’t ruined the special day between Amber and Leo. Even the weather had cooperated, not insanely cold or raining, but tolerable for a day of walking the city streets and discovering more of what the old city had to offer.They had even taken the suggestions of staff at the hotel that afternoon and visited less touristy areas of Old Paree. It was on these old st
After their moment at The Wall of Love, Amberleigh and Leo got back into the cab which had waited for them at the curb. The driver looked at them with his eyebrows raised but said nothing about their unbecoming behavior on the sidewalk. But Leo and Amber had no remorse for what they had just done, smiles upon their still swollen lips, hands joined across the seat, as they headed for Notre Dame Cathedral.The beautiful old church certainly lived up to its reputation. It was truly stunning inside with its domed ceilings so high you got dizzy looking up at them, too many chandeliers to count, and large stone archways gave the massive space support. But even more gorgeous was the stain glassed windows. Large images of colored glass depicting the life of Jesus caught the light just right and bathed the chapel with colored light. God himself did say let there be light right?Exquisite religious statues sat near the alter, but most breathtaking of all in Amber’s opinion was the large, round
Amberleigh knew it was time she played the supportive girlfriend and try and calm Leo’s fears. God knew Leo was always there for Amber in her hour of need-more like ninety-nine hours- so it was hella past time she repaid the favor. She always took more than she gave in this relationship and sweet Leo always went above and beyond to take care of her. It was time things fucking changed for sure.She rubbed his back soothingly, “I’m sure nothing is wrong Leo. He’s probably just catching up or something.”He sighed, “Probably. I’d better take this.”Leo slid the green phone symbol across the screen. The screen immediately filled with an attractive man as orchestra style music played in the background. Amber recognized some of those Godwin features immediately, those thick dark brown locks, strong jawline, and nice eyebrows. This one was clean shaven, and had such a nice tan, Amber found herself seriously jealous. He was in his early thirties and dressed to the fucking nines in a designer
Despite Leo’s assurance that he was fine and dandy, Amberleigh could see the chef was still worried about his friend and doing his best to hide it. Leo seemed to zone out into deep thoughts that night and be quieter than usual. Usually when they cuddled and watched a movie, he was full of things to say about the plot of the chick flicks Amberleigh tended to pick. The chef also typically had a problem keeping his naughty hands to himself, but so far she wasn’t seeing much groping action much to her disappointment.The mood had effectively been ruined that night, but Amber was determined to salvage what she could of it. Or at least revive that horny spirit which seemed to hit them both around this hour of the night. No reason to let emotions and shit get in the way of a perfect fuckable night. The nice soothing patter of rain outside, a nice toasty fire going in the hearth, the lights down low, leaning against the hot chef. The perfect recipe indeed for some love making. Amber ordered
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