The place was packed filled with people, some sat in groups, and others sat alone with a mug of coffee in front of them. The workers zoomed up and down, mounted on roller blades. The interior and the workers' outfits reminded Ava of those 90's milkshake places you see in movies. The employees had on round-collared yellow t-shirts with camile written in bright pink letters and black pleated skirts to go with it, they had knee pads while the men replaced the skirts with pants. Ava also noticed the men sitting at the far end of the restaurant, they had on the same shirt, with the exact logo he had on that night. It's been 4 months since he left her panting in her attic, four months with no response or anything from him. 4 months since she started working at Kp Enterprises, 4 months of working for her extremely generous boss Mr Vegas. Ava had initially expected to see someone pushing seventy when they spoke about Mr Vegas Kanaphan Puitrakul, imagine are shock when she walked into t
"Are you both daft, remember what happened to the last meeting in a club? " Conan flicked the pen he had pointed at his two friends, contemplating lounging the metal at them to stop their running mouths. "Now that was your girlfriend's fault, if she hadn't tried robbing me, it would've gone smoothly" Arm spoke with a pointed look as he propped his legs up on the side of the sofa. "You guys decided to order pussy while we wait for my impending doom, the order took the bait, I expected them to send someone more experienced though" Conan answered, going back to his work, he hasn't been in the office in months being cooped up at home and occasionally in Paris. He didn't have the liberty of going out, up until a few days ago he was a wanted man. "We should celebrate your freedom, few people face the order and Live to tell the tale" Arm thundered dramatically, as he waved his hands across his face as if chasing away a fly. "You say it like they're some supernatural power and not a bunc
Ava and Elaina settled down on the floor with a bottle of red wine the latter had bought with her. The pizza box laid open between them and tucked at the far corner of the room was the box Arm gave to her. "So the good news is I get a sponsor, the bad news is am stuck having to work with the rude lady" Elaina finished before taking a swing from the wine bottle. She'd just finished recounting her tale of how she was rejected by the businessman she'd originally gone to meet to support her project but rather fallen into the arms of a lady who promised to fund the entire thing. It was bizarre but still good news, Ava felt like Elaina was holding something back, the story had loopholes but she chose not to pry and instead celebrated with her friend. while they ate, she kept glancing at the bag. "So are we going to open it or are we just going to stare at it, it's getting late if that's a booty call, you'd have to respond soon" Elaina teased. She reached for the bag and pulled it tow
Thankfully, It was not a repeat of last time but a completely different situation. "I can't let you in because you're not following the dress code I came up here to change too" She explained while giggling. "So you're not kidnapping us? " Elaina questioned as she peered around the room. "No, I'm not, I'd only kidnap you if that's something you're into" Camille winked at her and walked further into the room. She disappeared behind a door painted with a shade of olive green. Ava laughed at the irony but Elaina did not share her sentiments as she continued glaring at the spot the lady disappeared to. Soon enough, Camille reappeared pulling along a cloth rack. Ava assumed they held their costume as each piece was still wrapped and packaged to keep away the dust. "You guys can pick anything you like out of these clothes, I got them specifically for tonight, I know my brother's going to love his gift" She spoke with such enthusiasm that Ava could not help but return her smile. "I'l
The club was dimly lit, with red and purple mood lighting flashing all over. It gave quite a mysterious and sexual vibe. Ava could not stop herself from imagining the kind of illicit activities that goes on here. Ava's eyes located the bar and its patrons, four bartenders were going about their work and Ava felt a slight twinge in her heart. It's been long since she spoke to her only other friend. Just like at Club Sinema, various curtains and partitions were separating and blocking off parts of the room. "Each has a specific room that caters to various needs, I'm sure you'll do more exploring before the night ends" Camille offers, she'd made herself the unofficial tour guide. "That one over there is equipped with St. Andrew's crosses, and spanking benches amongst others, it's one of the most common rooms" She continued pointing to a room with a blue curtain at the end of the room. A small section close to the bar was used as a makeshift dance floor and a group of people were al
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 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