CRYSTAL POVTime bespoke that it was a little after 11 when Duncan and I pulled up in the underground parking lot of his penthouse before the two of us hopped into the elevator. As soon as the elevator doors closed us in, shielding us away from the cruelty of the world, we were all over each other. Just a night without him and I felt like Grim Reaper had left with my soul. There was really no hope for me.A deep groan escaped his throat when he thrust his tongue into my mouth, sending a cold shiver down my spine. In the safety of his arms, the recent events came pouring down at me like summer rain, uneasiness creeping into the hollow of my chest and settling there in all of its entirety. My stomach dipped as his arms started caressing my back, leaving trails of hot fire licking my skin even though I had a damn sweater on.“You’re trembling.” He breathed out breaking the kiss, but his forehead came and crushed onto mine as though he dreaded the idea of our skin not touching. His hands
DUNCAN POV The sun crept slowly to the horizon, painting the sky orange with its warm rays as the promise of the new loomed from the distance. I spent the rest of the day trying to gather up all the dirt I had on Felicia; from the drugs, she thought I didn’t know about which she hit in the basement of our house, to very shady dealings that made her disappear for hours without traces.It was right after 5 pm when I left the university campus, my head hot and throbbing with a dull ache right at the base of my neck. If I didn’t get rid of this stain in my life, I was going to lose my medulla. I drove to the penthouse, contemplating whether I should go pick up the kids from Dom’s. Heavens knew I missed them more than words could say. They were the sharp rays of light seeping through the dark green clouds heavily pregnant with the storm; that storm being the shit Felicia put me through. Their little toothless smiles and squishy chubby cheeks were flat out, the highlight of my day. I did
CRYSTAL POVWe were inside Rosehill underground parking lot when Duncan gently shook me awake.“Hey, we’re home.” His voice was feather light, caressing me with its smoothness and washing over me like summer rain. I must have been knocked out at some point in the club.Shit. Why are my ears ringing?I grimaced when my pulse thumped harder than the bass speakers, sending a continuous tide of pain that permeated through the thickness of my skull. I clutched my head with both hands and leaned back into the headrest. The door to my side was wrenched open, right before Duncan’s hands looped around the crook of my knees and behind my back. He effortlessly pulled me out of the car, sending me afloat into the air. My head felt like it was pulled back by gravity as it languidly fell back, pulling some tendons.“Careful.” He warned, shifting me in his hold until the nape of my neck was on his upper man. I was a solid bundle of flesh and bone, but this man carried me like a bag of potatoes. It
DUNCAN POVShe was still sleeping when I opened the door, her hair scattered all over the emerald green silk pillow while the sheet covered her front. Her plump ass was out. I rounded the bed, then muscle curled her and hoisted her up and out of bed. She let out a small moan. The sound shot straight to my groin. It was hard. Morning wood and shit. Now that moan, that little moan she made before settling her head on my chest, it made my body tingle. I walked into the dungeon before gently placing her in the middle of the vast bed. She moaned. Again. I ignored the itch to lean down and pamper her pink lips with kisses, slowly and fuckin’ romantically waking her up.A mental slap across my cheek reminded me why I was here, why I had an unused annihilator in front of the bed.I rounded the bed, pulling her by her arm and securing the leather cuff around her lean wrist.She moaned. What the fuck was wrong with her? I moved to the ne
DUNCAN POVI’d never hated a thing in my life.I had a weird feeling close to ‘not understanding’ my mom because she was a bitch at me after dad left her almost 100 years ago, and she thought she could take control of my life and restrict all the things I do. People I date, people I hang out with. So I withdrew 90% of the money dad left for her, then ran. Never looked back. I remember vividly the day I thought we could mend our relationship; took Felicia to Egypt to introduce her to mom.Worst Mistake of my life. Look, I loved my mother, but she was a bitch in all senses of the word. I never allowed myself to come to a point where I ‘hate’ something or someone because it was just mentally draining not liking someone and wishing bad upon them. But now, It was safe to say I had learned how to hate, and I was doing a perfect job at it.I hated Felicia and everything she branded, Except our daughter,I hated the idea of anything happening to Crystal.And that is why I needed to do what
CRYSTAL POVIt was done.My days as a student had finally come to an end.The very moment I set the pen down before submitting the answer sheet, I felt like I have been revived. I don’t know if it was just all in my head, but I have never felt anything so rejuvenating. I slipped out of the exam hall and into the long corridor, feeling overwhelmed by a rampage of emotions.I didn’t know I was crying until Anna walked up to me and started screaming.“Why the fuck are you crying?” She stood back a foot and gawked at me. I sniffled the ugly snort in my nose before smiling.“It’s my last day being a student,” I announced, and she linked. The cartoon-like kind of blinking.“And?”“And it’s been the hardest time of my life. The four years were like hell. Student loans were like my personal kind of torture, going up and down trying to find something to provide for the cubbies and… and…” and now, the tears were pouring down on my face like a summer stream.“Awwwww…” Anna walked up to me before
CRYSTAL POVI’ve never traveled before.Heck, I’ve never even gone to any place outside Dallas.My whole life has been this little hard coconut shell that had cocooned me inside warmth. Even though I was always staying behind, I never felt any need or even an itch to compare myself to others. We weren’t well off like other families, but I was contented. I had everything I needed and I didn’t feel like I needed to go on weekend outs for me to feel whole. And honestly, I never felt the edge to go out. And when my parents died, I pretty much buried the whole idea and never allowed myself to think of it ever again. Yes, Anna used to tell me about her family outings to their family Cabin in San Antonio where they spent every Thanks Giving, and although she had invited more than once, I was always kind enough to turn down her offer. I didn’t want to drag myself and two children along with a shitload of problems to her family's special day and add unnecessary expenses. Thankfully, she came
DUNCAN POVIt has never been an easy job for me to open up and talk about myself to literally, anybody.Six years in marriage with a 5-year- 5 daughter, Felicia still didn’t even know how I ended up in the US. Not that we had the healthiest relationship of all time, but that was the truth. To him I was just Duncan who sprung off a rock, like boof! And then roamed the surface of the earth.Even the people I always felt like they knew me better than others, Dom, France, you name them; they never really knew the depth of my being and all the littlest details that compromised my being.Everybody just knew the basics. I was a grumpy man who never laughed, with a billion-dollar firm in Houston, a very failed marriage, and a beautiful daughter. That was that.And I never felt any itch to change that. I was fine with the solid boundaries I set for everybody, and they had all stopped asking and nagging. All was merry. Until Crystal...There was just something about her that was deeply allur
Epilogue CRYSTAL POVThe sun streamed with a beaming fountain through the windows of the hotel’s room which was transformed into a bridal suite. Tiny particles of dust danced in the air like a flicker of gold, moving with rhythm as though they were telling me something.A promise of a better tomorrow. Although my body ached from every inch of it, I had a permanent smile on my face that the ache in my cheeks was now dull. Everything else didn’t seem to matter, not the swirl of nausea in the pit of my stomach, or my bulging belly that restricted every move. My body was sore, my ankles the size of drums, and I looked like I had swallowed a giant balloon before expanding to its size. I was at 10 months and still going through and hot. I swear Duncan’s baby had no intentions of leaving my belly. I swayed in my position as the stylist continued straightening my curls into a straight bob that would fit perfectly with my headgear.“Is everything okay?” Her eyes found mine in the reflectio
~TWO WEEKS LATER~CRYSTAL POV My stomach dropped on the descent. I was once again brought back to the land of the living as the airplane pierced through the clouds and battled gravity, it’s wings spread outward as it soared through the dense night air. My ears popped with a slight bubble before I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, the cold feel of the band around my finger a warm memory that settled like fog n my chest. Everything seemed to take a small halt as the realization settled with warmness inside of me. I was reminded of my situation and how much it meant the greatest change to me. To my life.“Hey, mama. How are you feeling?” Duncan’s nose was cold against my cheek as he rubbed it gently, his hand tightening mine in a firm grip. Note how he stopped calling me any other name. Unless we were in bed with me screaming my lungs out while he pummeled into me, or when we were in our dungeon with him terrorizing me in all special and tantalizing ways, he never called me anything ex
CRYSTAL POV WIFE.The eyes excited three tones in my brain before it finally clicked into place. I jumped off the bed before staring at the silver band around my finger, my body buzzing with entirely different things. It wasn’t the remnants of the heavy orgasm I just had, it was not the realization that we were displayed front and center of the giant screen hanging above the stage for everyone to see. Heck, it wasn’t even the fact that Duncan just delivered all my wishes and fucked me till my voice grew hoarse. It was the fuckin’ band around my finger. He may have hinted it a few more times that he did want to wife me, but I didn’t expect it to be this soon. “Duncan?” I murmured, feeling something being in my chest the more I stared at the band around my finger. A movement caught my attention, and I finally peeled my gaze off my finger and stared at Duncan who was fixing his leather pants on his waist before scooting closer to the edge of the bed, his feet touching the ground a
NOTE FROM RAREonce again guys, I am having problems with the network so I am uploaded an unfinished chapter. I will try to see if I can proof-read it here and re upload it again. Now this one has a lot of errors since I just typed it and uploaded without checking it.. bear with me for some time please.Love…~~~DUNCAN POV There was no place in the world I would rather be in than the dungeon. Especially on January 1st. Like always, I fit into this place like the last piece of a puzzle. The red shade of sin covering the walls, the unmistakable stench of sex in the air and the screams of subs… it was such a therapeutic thing. I was a Dom, I was born a Dom and I hated myself for have been denying that part of me to rule me for years, while chaining myself down to something I was not cut out for. Yes, romance was part of any healthy relationship. It came naturally to me without the need of forcing it. But that didn’t mean I was anything vanilla. I found about that side of me when
CRYSTAL POV “Cleopatra, aishtaqt lak ya tifl” “What is she saying?” I mouthed to Duncan before he started to walk away, holding the phone from me so Nerfetari would not have a meltdown. The woman was the epitome of chaos, and as much as I loved her son, she really scared me. Duncan’s shoulders shook graciously with silent laughter.“She misses you. She calls you 'child'.” He then stole a small kiss on my forehead and walked back to his desk. I watched him as he dropped graciously into his chair before focusing on the computer in front of him. He plugged a small earpiece into his ear and started barking orders to the other person at the end of the line. If I could get paid to watch Duncan work, then I would have all I ever wanted. Even if it was just a penny. “Hey, Nerfe. It’s good to hear your voice.” I focused my attention on the small device and whom I had to address as the mother of my boyfriend. Some unknown language slurred in the background before she turned her focus to me
CRYSTAL POV I was mad.Don’t know if it were the hormones in action, but I was mad that he left me alone to tug the kids into bed. It was super irrational of me, but I still couldn’t fight the buzz that chaffed steadily in my veins at the idea of him out there. Who knows how many women looked at him? “Come here.” He said as he stepped under the steamy rain pouring from the big shower area. I stood my ground, a good foot from where he was, and shook my head, my arms folded on my chest to show my utmost defiance. I wouldn’t touch him until he cleaned up. And he wasn’t going to touch me either. “Crystal?” He made it sound like a question, but damn him for always being heady on my senses that even the hormones shied away in an instant. But then again, I don’t think there would be any woman in this world who would ignore that command. The impulse to listen and obey made me want to burst into ugly tears. It was maddening.My feet started moving against my will, and before I knew it,
DUNCAN POVWhiskey settled like a memory of warmth in my stomach as I sat on the barstool, sandwiched between my two friends. The atmosphere was serene, reflecting everything that was cruising at a slow pace inside of me. My breathing was calm, the beating of my heart easy and unhurried. The air was laced with a hard whiff of liquor and was pleasant on my senses and my lungs.Add a melody of soft jazz playing in the background and the chatter of the people sitting not far from us.It was so calm, like the quiet before the storm.Except, there was no storm lurking in the distance. It was almost unreal.Apollo had been on a business trip across the country but when he heard that I was going to have a baby, the man dropped everything and came spilling here like diarrhea.I guess I should have explained that the baby wasn't due for the next 5 or 6 months.But still, I was glad I was able to have him ease down even a little bit. We were still cruising through the holidays and there he was
CRYSTAL POVChristmas with Duncan was phenomenal. Even 'phenomenal' didn't begin to describe it. I have searched my soul and every nook and crook of my being for the perfect word to describe it, but I came out with none. I remember watching him and settling with my heart and soul that this man; he was the one I would die with. There was nobody else in this world other than him. Duncan was the real epitome of a family guy, and gratitude was all I felt the entire time I watched him playing with my siblings and his daughter, knowing well that that man was mine. I really must have been in the great books in my past to meet someone like him in this life.Even now, with my hand nuzzled in his as we maneuvered through traffic, nerves wreaking havoc in my chest, I gravitated to the peace and quiet I found in his hold. My nerve endings sparked like rain on a live wire, uneasiness soaring into my system at a frantic speed that caused a slight buzz. My stomach failed to catch up with me as
DUNCAN POVThe rise of the Christmas sun started with a crisp.I woke before dawn broke and started doing what normal ‘dads’ would do on Christmas morning; lavish the Christmas tree with presents and have the elf saving Christmas from the hands of the Grinch. Although Burkie told me flat and square that those things didn’t exist, and that they were for kids; I still had to do them for the sake of his siblings. Little darlings were convinced that he was lying and that all fairy tales are real. Who was I to burst their little bubble?Burkie on the other hand was a totally different case.He was such a genius and a brilliant chunk of energy, and he was so clever for his energy. He always managed to surprise Crystal and I every single day. I knew I made a good choice taking him to Cambridge. There was no telling what that little mind was capable of, but I knew it was something great. Who knows, maybe we were nurturing Albert Einstein.However, his little big brains didn't go hand in h