Amberleigh was tempted to spit in Courtney’s food, but she knew the unwelcomed bitch was unlikely to eat most of it anyway. Courtney not only had an aversion to being a good person, she also avoided carbs like the plague. No traces of muffin top or cellulite was tolerated on the heiress’ body. Amber could pinch more than an inch on her own hips and was loving life because of it. The men in her life had never complained so she was going to keep doing her without shame. Life was far too fucking short without sugar and carbs in her opinion.Amber had prepared Lucinda’s favorite foods, most of them being carb laden comfort foods at that, smothered pork chops, mashed potatoes and gravy, baked Mac'n' cheese, cheese garlic drop biscuits, and cooked collard greens. For dessert Amber had made Boston Crème pie. She had it on good authority that good pie was the way to Lucinda’s heart. Leo had pretty much made his Mama’s pie himself but wanted Amber to take full credit for it. Amber was willing
The only silver lining in the shit storm was the fact Courtney wasn’t at the penthouse much during the day. She filled her days with spa and yoga and lunches to catch up with her like minded band of evil trolls. All the rich girl shit that did nothing for society. Non-productive and useless. Prisoners picking up garbage on the side of the roads contributed more to society than Courtney Van Tessin.She had no actual job of course. Had never worked a day in her pampered life. She had lived off Daddy and now Grayson. And whomever she fucked. As Amber had little doubts Dr. Gainey wasn’t the only one fuckney was screwing on the side. Because the cunt wasn’t getting any from Grayson.That was another perk of Amber taking over the review of the security footage, all the comings and goings in the penthouse. Grayson never went to Courtney’s room for a late night visit. The bitch had tried to enter his a time or two, but Grayson always refused to let her in, much to Amber’s satisfaction. Amber
The next morning after a hearty breakfast, Amberleigh and Leo began their reconnaissance mission involving the Godwin. It began with Leo giving a quick call to the secretary of Grayson’s office to fish for information. The chef knew the woman well enough to have a laugh with Holland and ask her about her son Easton. While he chatted her up, Amber sat in the background making quick work of the piece of bacon Leo had left behind on the tray. There was no need to let it go to waste. That was a cardinal sin in her books leaving a piece of bacon behind. Amber could see it in the tense lines of Leo’s face when Holland inadvertently called Grayson out on his bullshit. Leo had made a comment about seeing if the president of the Godwin Railroad had any appointments with the investors this afternoon because Leo wanted to stop by the office. The chef said “Oh I see. My mistake,” before he politely ended the call. Amber had finished off Leo’s juice too by the time he filled her in. “He lied abo
It didn’t take Amberleigh long to realize that real life stake outs sucked balls. Even though she’d basically filled the back seat of the rented Chevy Malibu with snacks, and had a cooler of beverages packed in ice, she’d drained her watch battery in an hour. Then she made the mistake of drinking a large sized cup of sweet tea which had her rushing to the nearest public bathroom within the first thirty minutes in of the stake out. After a second trip to the bathroom and a whole hour and a half into their surveillance, she was bored as fuck.Leo chuckled from behind the wheel. He took a bite of the beef jerky Amber had made as an impulse buy during her second trip to the gas station bathroom. Her man had far more patience than Amber ever would. He was content to watch the parking garage of Godwin’s corporate office and quietly contemplate things. While Amber felt her bladder filling up again as she dug through a bag of chips for the most flavorful one. She’d already filed her nails. An
Amberleigh and Leo came up with a plan to keep Grayson’s ass out of the bars in the bad part of town and home every night by sundown. They simply started showing up at Godwin HQ every work day around five p.m. They’d hang in Grayson’s office until he decided to leave and personally escort him back to the penthouse. Amber usually annoyed the fuck out of the billionaire to the point they were in the car by seven at the latest.Leo often took the opportunity to read a book or look up new recipes to try at home. While Amber napped on the couch in G-Man’s posh office, or watched videos on the net, or raided the employee break room for snacks. It was usually her laughing at funny videos or chewing loudly which got Grayson to throw the towel in for the day and head home. He sure as fuck wasn’t happy about it.He even tried to get the pair of them banned from the building. That laughable attempt got Leo to call up Viola. She came on down to the office and scolded her son in person. She sided
Life was good despite all the darkness they were facing. Amberleigh was trying to bask in the good moments, even when they seemed few and far between. She used them to carry her through the dark ones. And there were dark times a plenty as Grayson struggled with his anger and depression. As they were all forced to coexist with a murderous cunt. As Amber’s hormones were fucked and she found herself extra sensitive. Even sappy commercials often made her cry.She had much to be thankful for though. Like her pregnancy progressing well, reaching her fifteenth week with no complications, and finally not having to pee every fucking five minutes! And most of all Leo. That man was a fucking godsend. Leo would kiss her belly every night and sing to the baby. Amber was glad that it was unlikely the baby could hear yet, but she didn’t tell Leo that. She found his new nightly ritual sweet.But Amber shouldn’t have expected anything less from him. Leo put his whole heart into the things he cared abo
Amberleigh decided to eat her feelings so she dug that half gallon of moose tracks ice cream from the freezer and grabbed a spoon. She planted herself at the island counter and debated checking in with Leo. She hadn’t heard from him in a while but didn’t want to come off as one of those suffocating fiancée. But Leo probably would have communicated by now if blood had been shed or he needed bailed out of jail.Before she knew it, Amber had eaten half the fucking container of ice cream as she thought about the life choices which had brought her here. She also mulled over the future and co-parenting with a man who had a lot of anger and unspoken resentment towards her.She understood where Grayson was coming from. He was hurt and angry over a ton of shit he’d just let bottle up rather than ever deal with. The murder of his brother, which he hadn’t really ever got over Adam’s death to began with. His disease, like staring down the barrel of a gun he couldn’t escape from. And seeing Amber
Giovanni Costa, AKA Amberleigh's father, didn’t let her down. His reply was swift, I’m on my way figila. I can be there in twenty minutes. Now all that was left to do was to try and control the bleeding in Grayson’s arm and wait.Thankfully, his selfish and useless wife had retreated to her room still crying about her bloody clothes. No doubt she’d seek out poor Helga and have the woman try and scrub the stains out. Just when Amber had assumed she couldn’t hate Courtney Van Cunt more, the evil woman had outdone herself. She really was the ice queen with no heart nestled beneath her fake tits.Amber only left Grayson’s side long enough to wash her hands and then collect a few things. While she completed that task, she tried not to dwell on a troubling thought. The bathroom floor had been dry indicating Grayson hadn’t made it into the shower yet. He hadn’t slipped on water on the floor. The rug was an anti-slip rug, so it was possible he had actually displaced it while he was falling an