Ava stormed through one of the separation curtains, she'd lost Conan a while back. She arrived at a narrow hallway with artwork lining the walls, she'd seen some of these paintings in books or poorly reproduced replicas framed and kept in big stores. But something inside her knew this was the real deal, Art worth more than she'd ever make in her entire lifetime. The sound of voices grew louder as she arrived in a line of four bedrooms, Ava shivered, She'd left Camille's robe at the bar and now she was feeling more than chilly. Warm fabric engulfed her as she was pulled closer to a body. Looking up to find Conan by her side she wiggled to get free from him, while tightly hugging the coat jacket he'd placed on her shoulder. "Just hear me out, please" His voice came out in a whisper, different from the tone he'd used with Ava's dance partner earlier. Ava remained still as Conan's fingers snaked around her waist to balance her against him. She chose to ignore the heat rolling off
The woman was bound in an elaborate knotted rope with a ball gag in her mouth as her dominant circled her with a flogger, teasing and taunting her with it before he began punishing her.Ava's breathing picked up at the sight."Remember, this is all about trust and consent. She agreed to everything he's doing to her. She enjoys it." Conan spoke beside her, resting his hands on her thighs to ease her. "Spread your legs you fucking slut." The dominant on stage said in a loud voice that made Ava jumped. She noticed the speakers strategically placed around the room that amplified his voice and her moans. Ava's eyes remained fixated on the stage as she clenched her thighs together, Conan's focus was on her as she watched, taking notes of what got a rise out and what made her uncomfortable. The dominant on stage brought the flogger down hard onto the woman's bare ass, causing her to yelp and moan against the gag in her mouth.Ava's chest was pumping wildly with every lashing that the man
Conan pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, slowly pushing it open. He waited for Ava to walk in before going in behind her and making a show of demonstrating the lock. It was locked, but she could easily open it up. He was giving her the option to leave once more. She was in control, and she could end it all anytime she wanted. But Ava didn't want this to end. The smell of wood and vanilla assaulted her senses. It smelt like the overly expensive candles that Elaina kept gifting her even when she had no use for them. Ava's eyes trailed the room. Besides the dimmed lighting and a few other aspects, this space was very different from the ones Camille had shown her in her earlier tour of The Blue Diamond. This one was smaller and more intimate. Ava's eyes fell on the room's furnishings and accessories. The largest item in the space was the four-poster bed, which stood proudly against the back wall. Its frame was intricately carved, echoing the design of the rich cri
Ava stirred up, too afraid to move lest she shatter this beautiful dream she'd conjured up because she believed this all to be a dream.She had a bit too much at the blue diamond and conjured the whole thing up.The heat radiating from the taunt body pressed against hers was enough to convince her it was all real. Conan's legs were tucked up under hers, his arms under her head supporting her neck with her head tucked under his chin, snuggling up against his solid warmth.Conan's hands fastened around her waist unconsciously, his grip tightened, and Ava's eyes shot open in panic as she stared at him.In place of the domineering man was a shaking, quivering mess. His eyes were shut tightly as he let out a laboured breath, a thin layer of sweat dripping down from his brows.His breathing picked up as he pulled her closer to himself.He was starting to hurt her, Ava pushed at his chest to snap him out of it. She was finding it difficult to breathe.Ava's hands connected to his cheek in
Safe to say Ava did not arrive at work early because Conan refused to let her go.She was excited about their date on Friday. It's been a while since she's been on a date that she'd forgotten how it felt."Good morning, you're late."Ava smiled at her boss's secretary. She was a no-nonsense lady with a prominent scowl on her face, but Ava knew better.When she'd first received the almost robotic call from Janet offering her the job she'd been skeptical and even on their first meeting, Janice moved briskly only speaking when necessary like a machine but slowly and surely Ava got used to her.Deep down, she was a very kind and understanding lady who gave Ava breaks when she needed them and helped her adjust to the bustles of working for an international businessman."Well, hurry up, you've kept the boss waiting for far too long," Janet urged as she walked towards the double doors that separated the boss's office from hers.Ava followed behind, pulling on her itchy top.She didn't have
Ava let her hands slowly fall down her curves, Eliana was a magician.She had received an invitation to the annual and very exclusive invite-only charity gala held at the end of October. Ava had always known about the event and had accompanied Dimitri to it once, and now, thanks to her extremely generous boss, she'd be going again. The red dress she had on was one of her many party dresses that Dimitri supplied her with, after a little alteration by Eliana it fit her like a darn glove, hugging her curves in all the right places.It was a gorgeous high-neck mermaid cut dress that fell down to her legs with a thigh-high slit and a front top slit that accentuated her boobs.The deep red was a nice contrast to her caramel skin that glistened under the light thanks to the oil Eliana lathered her with.She kept her makeup minimal, opting for the clean girl look that a full glam like Eliana suggested.Her hands stroked her hair, she'd taken out her braids and was sporting a slicked-back po
He turned to Conan, and they exchanged words in what she knew was French, she could not understand the words being said, but she could sense the underlying threat, she could feel it oozing from his pores.Immediately, her boss disappeared amongst the crowds of people, with Conan still glaring at his back. His hands circled her wrist, and she let him pull her through the ballroom and outside to what looked like a balcony. His fingers dug into her wrist, and it was starting to hurt."Let me go. You're hurting me," She spoke calmly.She could tell he was tense and royally pissed off. Her being angry would not solve any issues, so she tried to stay calm."You'll not meet him again," He grunted out, finally letting go of her hand.Ava felt her head spinning as she tried to understand and keep her emotions in check, but one kept trying to raise its ugly head. Anger."He's my boss, of course, I'll meet him, what has gotten into you!" She took a deep breath to calm herself down before speaki
Conan was pissed.His body shook with anger, muscles rigid with tension.He was angry at Vegas, angry at the bastard Dimitri, and angry at the beautiful goddess sitting close to him.Immediately, he got his car back from the Valet, strapped her in and sped away from the hotel, and now they were sitting in the car with the engines off.The drive to her house was silent, with Ava sniffling and him silently fuming at the turn of events.They'd arrived at her place thirty minutes ago when Ava clambered to the front door without a word. She was back minutes later.Her best friend had someone with her in the house, and Ava didn't want to interrupt them.Ava was calmer now, Conan kept stealing glances at her, questions hanging at the tip of his tongue, but he didn't want to push her. It wasn't his place to ask, and it was technically none of his business. "Dimitri was my ex-husband. It's the first time I've seen him since the Divorce"Conan did not respond. He figured she'd appreciate his
Ava felt like a new person as her eyes fluttered to adjust to the light streaming in from the windows. She had felt Conan get up earlier and stare at her. She kept her eyes closed until he left the room after kissing her forehead.After his confession last night, they'd kissed non-stop and then fallen into bed, wrapped up in each other's arms. Conan was beyond gentle with her, placing soft kisses all over her skin, anywhere he could find, and Ava felt them healing her slowly but surely. This morning they'd be leaving Paris, though Ava regretted not being able to explore the city of love, she understood how hard it was for Conan to be here with his manipulative aunt, and last night, she'd gone on his aunt's page and found photos of his ex-wife.Ava had felt a strong urge to protect the little girl she'd never met from this lady.She stretched out on the bed, wrapping the complimentary robe tighter around herself to prevent the morning cold. With a final pat down, she went out in sea
The room was silent, Ava could not bring herself to admire the beauty of the suite she had settled in.Her head was pounding like the conversation from an hour ago was playing over and over again. She was stuck in a loop.The scene replayed in her head in 4k, Conan's aunt calling her the n-word and him exploding on her.——————————————————"Aunt!" It was Camille's voice that snapped Ava out of her shock.Conan was exchanging words harshly with the lady who was revealed to be his aunt, and Camille's horrified expression was enough to tell them the direction the conversation was going.Eliana was by her side, hands firm on her shoulder, Ava knew she was trying to hold herself back.She'd been called racial slurs in the past, mainly by Dimitri's friends who claimed they were joking but never so blatantly. It pricked her heart."It's her. It's always going to be her, the sooner you accept that the easier our relationship will be," Conan fired."Oh please, you said that about the last one,
"Glad to see you still remember you have a home, thought you'd abandoned me forever." Avaa laughed at Eliana's antiques. She had not been to the house in days, she'd been spending all her time with her boyfriend. Friend? She did not know what Conan was to her. They had not labelled their relationship but she had been spending all her free time with him, talking and fucking lots of fucking. It was like she'd been deprived of something all her life, and now she was finally getting to enjoy it and she did not want to stop. Conan was more than willing to oblige her in her requests. They'd done it in every nook and cranny of his house, in every position she could think of. She felt like she was stuck in eternal euphoria. "Well I got my week-long break from work today, we haven't been doing much since the party and Janet have been cold so I'm glad for the break" Ava strolled towards Eliana on the couch and flopped down next to her."We can finally move," She finished. Despite her prot
Conan was pissed.His body shook with anger, muscles rigid with tension.He was angry at Vegas, angry at the bastard Dimitri, and angry at the beautiful goddess sitting close to him.Immediately, he got his car back from the Valet, strapped her in and sped away from the hotel, and now they were sitting in the car with the engines off.The drive to her house was silent, with Ava sniffling and him silently fuming at the turn of events.They'd arrived at her place thirty minutes ago when Ava clambered to the front door without a word. She was back minutes later.Her best friend had someone with her in the house, and Ava didn't want to interrupt them.Ava was calmer now, Conan kept stealing glances at her, questions hanging at the tip of his tongue, but he didn't want to push her. It wasn't his place to ask, and it was technically none of his business. "Dimitri was my ex-husband. It's the first time I've seen him since the Divorce"Conan did not respond. He figured she'd appreciate his
He turned to Conan, and they exchanged words in what she knew was French, she could not understand the words being said, but she could sense the underlying threat, she could feel it oozing from his pores.Immediately, her boss disappeared amongst the crowds of people, with Conan still glaring at his back. His hands circled her wrist, and she let him pull her through the ballroom and outside to what looked like a balcony. His fingers dug into her wrist, and it was starting to hurt."Let me go. You're hurting me," She spoke calmly.She could tell he was tense and royally pissed off. Her being angry would not solve any issues, so she tried to stay calm."You'll not meet him again," He grunted out, finally letting go of her hand.Ava felt her head spinning as she tried to understand and keep her emotions in check, but one kept trying to raise its ugly head. Anger."He's my boss, of course, I'll meet him, what has gotten into you!" She took a deep breath to calm herself down before speaki
Ava let her hands slowly fall down her curves, Eliana was a magician.She had received an invitation to the annual and very exclusive invite-only charity gala held at the end of October. Ava had always known about the event and had accompanied Dimitri to it once, and now, thanks to her extremely generous boss, she'd be going again. The red dress she had on was one of her many party dresses that Dimitri supplied her with, after a little alteration by Eliana it fit her like a darn glove, hugging her curves in all the right places.It was a gorgeous high-neck mermaid cut dress that fell down to her legs with a thigh-high slit and a front top slit that accentuated her boobs.The deep red was a nice contrast to her caramel skin that glistened under the light thanks to the oil Eliana lathered her with.She kept her makeup minimal, opting for the clean girl look that a full glam like Eliana suggested.Her hands stroked her hair, she'd taken out her braids and was sporting a slicked-back po
Safe to say Ava did not arrive at work early because Conan refused to let her go.She was excited about their date on Friday. It's been a while since she's been on a date that she'd forgotten how it felt."Good morning, you're late."Ava smiled at her boss's secretary. She was a no-nonsense lady with a prominent scowl on her face, but Ava knew better.When she'd first received the almost robotic call from Janet offering her the job she'd been skeptical and even on their first meeting, Janice moved briskly only speaking when necessary like a machine but slowly and surely Ava got used to her.Deep down, she was a very kind and understanding lady who gave Ava breaks when she needed them and helped her adjust to the bustles of working for an international businessman."Well, hurry up, you've kept the boss waiting for far too long," Janet urged as she walked towards the double doors that separated the boss's office from hers.Ava followed behind, pulling on her itchy top.She didn't have
Ava stirred up, too afraid to move lest she shatter this beautiful dream she'd conjured up because she believed this all to be a dream.She had a bit too much at the blue diamond and conjured the whole thing up.The heat radiating from the taunt body pressed against hers was enough to convince her it was all real. Conan's legs were tucked up under hers, his arms under her head supporting her neck with her head tucked under his chin, snuggling up against his solid warmth.Conan's hands fastened around her waist unconsciously, his grip tightened, and Ava's eyes shot open in panic as she stared at him.In place of the domineering man was a shaking, quivering mess. His eyes were shut tightly as he let out a laboured breath, a thin layer of sweat dripping down from his brows.His breathing picked up as he pulled her closer to himself.He was starting to hurt her, Ava pushed at his chest to snap him out of it. She was finding it difficult to breathe.Ava's hands connected to his cheek in
Conan pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, slowly pushing it open. He waited for Ava to walk in before going in behind her and making a show of demonstrating the lock. It was locked, but she could easily open it up. He was giving her the option to leave once more. She was in control, and she could end it all anytime she wanted. But Ava didn't want this to end. The smell of wood and vanilla assaulted her senses. It smelt like the overly expensive candles that Elaina kept gifting her even when she had no use for them. Ava's eyes trailed the room. Besides the dimmed lighting and a few other aspects, this space was very different from the ones Camille had shown her in her earlier tour of The Blue Diamond. This one was smaller and more intimate. Ava's eyes fell on the room's furnishings and accessories. The largest item in the space was the four-poster bed, which stood proudly against the back wall. Its frame was intricately carved, echoing the design of the rich cri