From the time that Ruriel woke them up next morning with his cry heard over the monitors, Oberon started operating on the assumption that Rhonda would marry him and no question was asked whether it was actually settled between them, no question about what Rhonda actually wanted and when was it going to be discussed. Watching him with their baby son and watching him share his new life with him and taking pleasure in their company that made her stay silent and go about all her duties as a new mother since the morning.
Oberon was trying to be a hands on active from the very beginning and Ruriel was also taking him very well provided that he was a baby and to him Oberon was a virtual stranger. Rhonda could not bring herself to disabuse the idea from him.
Let it ride for the moment, she thought. She wanted to see how long Oberon’s keenness for it lasted, to be the new father and to have a family. New
“Once I lodge this at the register office along with all the necessary documents and the relevant ones of course---copies of our birth certificates and all other stuff like that we are going to have to wait for a month,” Oberon informed Rhonda. He hitched himself up in the front of the desk directly before her line of sight taking the position of commandeering dominant control. His arrogance was staggering and so overbearing that Rhonda could not help but sigh out loud at his words.A month, she thought as she looked at him. Was a month going to be long enough to see and find out if Oberon really wanted this? Was a month going to be long enough for testing how genuine Oberon’s commitment was going to be for both herself and towards their son?“Which means that we will be running into Christmas and New Year,” he kept on going with his own line of thought,” making the
Rhonda’s announcement came as a shock to Oberon. He looked at her with the same shocked expression when she put down the pen after signing the papers and looking at him with a cold glint in her eyes which would only mean that she was not going to change her decision no matter what the situation was.She faced Oberon with decision made in her eyes and Oberon could not believe exactly what he was hearing from her.“Why not?” he asked. His eyes were narrowed and he looked at her with a fierce gaze with probing assessment. Then he continued,” I don’t think that any one of us is planning to do this again Rhonda, I mean it is going to be a one-off. So why not make a statement? Why not make the big splash and the whole fairy-tale wedding that the women want?”“Hah!! Fairy-tale wedding!!! What an idea Oberon…you of all people should unde
“Whose voice are you listening to Oberon? Why are you so keen on making this a public statement?” she threw back at him in a fiery challenge,” What focus do you have on our wedding day?”“My focus is completely clear and honest Rhonds. I am not going to hide anything about us and neither am I going to be thinking that this is something that I can’t be upfront about either, what is the problem with that?” he drilled back as Rhonda looked at him in a heated manner.Her cheeks burned under his intense gaze of criticism that she was being less than open about their marriage and she was not going to tolerate that under any circumstances. ”Oh!! Funny!! Really Oberon!! I thought that this wedding was going to be about how we are coming together…me you and Ruriel! When did it start developing the agendas of exposing this to the other people?”
In fact like she was standing, as a brick wall to the idea of the whole big and splashy wedding made him even wary of taking up this again with her. With all the fraught nerves that she was displaying Oberon was now getting more and more scared and he wanted to legally tie up both Rhonda and Ruriel to him as soon as possible.“We could get on a plane, or take a jet, fly to Las Vegas and then get married at one of their all-night chapels and come home married—if that is what you want. It will make no difference in the world to me,” he said to Rhonda in order to test her attitude.But her head jerked back in negation…she said,” Las Vegas is tacky and I would never feel comfortable with Ruriel in a place like that. Besides,” she added as she whirled around to look at him and then said,” I think that it is best to wait for a month as required by Australian law and
Rhonda’s entire body shuddered with pleasure whipping him into an instant frenzy of desire and arousal. Her arms loosened dropping to her sides and moving backwards to claw her hands up and down in her thighs inciting an even more urgent desire matching his own erotic move with his own. Compelled to challenge her for his dominant sexual power, Oberon thrust up his hands under her shirt and took possession of her breasts. His own fingers seductively kneading and not clawing.“We should save something special for our wedding night,” she said as she lifted her shoulders back even closer to him to raise her breasts in proud ownership though the husky edge beneath her voice betrayed the excitement in it.“Tell me what would please you?” he urged her, purring his own wicked desire and pleasure in the double edged question that he placed before her.” How do you visualize ou
One month later Oberon was looking at another set of closed doors, waiting for his bride to appear. He had respected Rhonda’s wish for a completely private wedding---not a whisper to the media about where or when ---but he was certainly stunned by her choice of place.He had felt that it was wrong of her to have shunned the high society wedding that every single person envisions for them and it should have been detailed to the last single scrap of high society trimmings that everyone would kill for and people would have spoken about it for months to come as the wedding of the decade. In a way it seemed like she had cheated them both out of something which should have been a happy occasion for their families involved but guess that was never going to happen with their family history anyway. They had taken a lot from Rhonda and him and putting them through a few days of pain was going to be less than anything they deserved
The words,” Trust me,” spilled straight from Oberon’s mind and off his tongue as he took their son Ruriel in his arms. It won a wobbly smile from Rhonda, a sheen of emotional tears making huge blue pools of her eyes. Oberon wasn’t sure this meant she accepted his word or only wished she could believe in it.Oberon had no doubts, giving a happy, confident gurgle at the exchange of parental control. He had learnt to trust his father over the last month and Oberon privately swore he had never knowingly let his son down on anything more important to him. Trust between adults was a far more complex equation and he had hoped Rhonda accepted that he took today’s formal commitment to each other very seriously.It was not a paper marriage to him.He might have thought of it like that he had known about Ruriel, but this baby in his arms made a world of diffe
Rhonda’s POVI'm wearing a beautiful cocktail dress and heels. My hair is all fixed up, with a little makeup on. We leave the hotel we are staying in, and go for a walk as we are going to a nice little restaurant for dinner. Hand in hand, so much in love with each other. We arrive at the restaurant, there are not many people in there. You order us a bottle of wine to celebrate our uniting as one. It is my first honeymoon and probably my only one and I want to celebrate it the best way that I can.The waiter comes over with the menus for us as we are drinking our wine. After ordering, the waiter leaves us to our privacy. We gaze into each other’s eyes, sipping the wine. As I pull the wine glass from my lips there is a small amount of wine as a drop left on purpose. You lean over to kiss me sending chills up and down my spine. We haven't paid much attention to ou
Oberon had planned to give this party before they left for Bolivia, its purpose to publicly celebrate their marriage which he still felt was the important thing to do. Their happiness together, he declared, would confound everyone and make it a scintillating affair, all the guests, glittering madly around them and trying to shine lights on cracks in their relationship and forced to concede failure because there were none.And that was certainly happening tonight, thought Rhonda, secretly amused by some of the outrageous questions that had been tossed at her and Oberon tonight as they stood arm in arm, greeting and chatting up with the guests who were rolling up despite the short notice. The whole A-list of Sydney society was agog with discussion to assess the newly married couple and how on earth had they been able to buy the place at Piper point as a family home.Besides, people generally wished them
Rhonda knew intuitively that he would retreat from her if she did not show her that she believed in him. Now was the moment to capture the intimacy that they had not reached before.”I am sorry that I listened to your mother. She conjured up things that have plagued my life and although I tried to look past them, I needed you to set them aside for me, to make me feel right with you again,” said Rhonda.“Have I done that?” asked Oberon, with blazing intensity in his gaze.“Yes,” she answered emphatically.” Yes, you have.”“Good!” A fierce triumph blazed from his eyes,” Because you are right for me, Rhonda. So very right for me. In every possible way that there is.”It would be easy now to revel in the rightness that he felt with her, to hold him to herself an
Oberon set down the towel that he had used to wipe down the water from his body and then drew Rhonda in a loose embrace as he focused his mind on speaking the truth on seeking the best path towards understanding. He rested his forehead lightly on hers and almost like he needed their minds to meet.“You have a family,” he started,” It may be dysfunctional but you have met every single member of it. You know what they are like. You know which cousins you like and which you hate. You know where they come from and you know what they can do. You can mix both freely with them, both on your mother’s side and on your father’s side.”Her shoulders pulled back, muscle tensing, whether in impatience or resistance he could not tell but she was in tune with this talk about her family.“That’s not to say that you were not alone, Rhonda. I know
Oberon felt too raw, too angry, too exposed, to be anywhere near Rhonda or near their son. He was not in the right state of mind to be taking care of Ruriel either. It was wrong to use his own fatherhood as a blindfold to the churning hatred stirred by his father’s attitude towards himself and his brothers and sisters…owing all of them nothing except their lives and not even each other. He had to deal with this all alone and then move past it…he had to step forward in the future.He sought out Karen, the nurse for Ruriel who was now an integral part of their household, finding her in the nursery quarters where Ruriel was due to have his morning nap. Having left his son in her care, he decided that what he needed at the moment was some of the hard mindless, physical exertion to get off from this sickening inner turbulence that was churning his insides.Oberon headed to the boatshed b
“Don’t you see it?” roared Oberon,” Don’t you get how obscene this is? We are not his sons and daughters.. we are not his children…we are just performing monkeys for him…who will perform the tricks and he will enjoy it from hell or wherever he is!!”He threw out his hands in furious disgust and then he advanced in the direction of Ferrera with his hands moving animatedly,” And you…you are the other director of the circus to make sure that we perform right, isn’t it? Having fun, are you? Seeing how well the outcast bastards are going to come back into Cedric Hunter’s fold when he dangles the carrot of money in front of all of us? Are you making sure of handing out the rewards to us like the good performing monkeys get peanuts when they finished their act?”Ferrera stiffened in the face of the oncoming attack and said,&rdquo
“Serendipity, yes,” Oberon bit his words concededly,” But my marriage to Rhonda had nothing to do with the conditions that my father laid down for inheriting a part of his estate which he supposed too be my worth and my share.”“The inheritance…” the lawyer gestured his hands indicating that it was simply an ambivalent factor.” Cedric simply used that as a power tool to drive you to re-appraising your life from the way that you were leading it when you received the letter a few months ago? It worked, did it not?”Breath hissed out from Oberon’s clenched teeth. He was steaming at this manipulation which was being orchestrated from the grave however Rhonda reasoned that it had actually done him no harm. Even if it was the rebellion against the way that Cedric Hunter had lived his life still then it had led them to here where they shared togethe
The furious words crackled across the room as Oberon charged through it, barely clothed in one of the white toweling robes kept at the dressing room of the terrace pool. It hung loosely at his shoulders, gaping at the front because he clearly had not stopped long enough to drag the edges together and do up the tie-belt. The brief black swimsuit that he wore underneath was clearly visible.Ruriel, probably still naked as he had been in the pool was wrapped in a towel and riding in the crook of his father’s arm, his little face looking brilliantly alert to the fascination of his father in steaming attack mode, his gaze following Oberon’s other arm as it stabbed out at Mr. Ferrera then swept back, pointing to the door.“Get out of our home!” he roared.“Oberon!!” The shock literally exploded from Rho
Rhonda was in the dining room, watching the apple-green silk curtains being put up. She had this warm snuggly feeling inside her that this was not a house anymore. And was gradually turning into their home. It was not a showcase of intimidating possessions but a place which soon become pleasing, harmonious and comfortable.Rhonda was not expecting any visitors. It was Saturday and morning was not a time for people to call, especially in their home not without an appointment. It surprised her greatly when their newly appointed housekeeper, Betsy came into the dining room to find her and to hand her a business card and announce,” I have put the gentleman in the parlour, Mrs. Hunter.”The gentleman. The rather old fashioned term and the respectful tone on the housekeeper’s voice immediately piqued Rhonda’s interest. The extremely efficient Betsy was only in her later forties and ha
We lie quietly for a few minutes more, and my hand now travels down your body, reaching your ass where I begin to lightly stroke you there. I know how much you like being petted there, and sure enough, after a few moments I begin to feel your nipples harden on my chest."Get up, sweetie," I whisper in your ear. You climb off of me, and sit on the bed, looking down at me. I can now see just how hard your nipples are, jutting out from your breasts hanging down on your body."Come up here," I say, pointing to the middle of the bed, "and kneel." You do as instructed, kneeling and facing the headboard. "Good girl - now bend over and put your head on the pillow." You comply with my instruction, putting you in one of my favorite positions. Your arms are folded, your head between them resting on the pillow, your pass pointing up into the air. I move around behind you, and gentle nudge your knees, moving them farther apa