FAZER LOGINJONATHAN'S POV
We kept kissing as we made our way into a room in the VIP section. A place I made reserved personally for myself whenever I need to dig into something warm.I grabbed her ass violently and she moaned unbuttoning my shirt.She finally made her way with the buttons and pulled my shirt, revealing my muscles and abs.She looked astound as a gasp escaped her mouth. I guess she was expecting that. It is one of the reasons I have women failing to my feet."What a nice body you gat here" She complimented biting her lower lips seductively. She began to trail kisses all over my body. Her tongue did wonders as she rolled it around my nipple sending a spark of electric current down my spine."Fuck!" I cursed enjoying the pleasure she was giving. I knew she was fire the moment I saw her.She moved her lips down to my abdomen and bit it softly. I could feel my erection against my pants begging to be released.She grinned when she noticed it.She unzip my pants revealing my massive hard shaft. She licked her lips at the sight of it."Do you like what you are seeing?" I asked with a smirk."I love it" she replied"Then get down on it bitch" I ordered.With a swift, she dropped on her knees and placed it into her mouth, rolling her tongue around it."Fuck, fuck, damn it" I groaned.She took my full length into her mouth. I felt an intense heat against my shaft. The way her warm and moist tongue swirl around my cock, slowly sucking in the tip.She retract her mouth, taking soft bites towards the head, trailing Invisible lines along the veins leading to the tip.The urge to plunge into the tightness of her throat took control as my hips moved involuntarily.She eased back slightly, circling her tongue around my pee hole, another surge of electric pleasure shot from my region to his entire body. I roared as my orgasm erupted then I lost it.With a spine, I grabbed her and pulled her up, swirling her around in the process. I ripped of her wears revealing her sexy body. I made her kneel on the bed as I plunged into her roughly from behind."Hmm" she moaned and jerked forward. I started thrusting in fast and roughly like my life depended on it."Fuck, yeah" I groaned as her warmth of her tightness engulfed me.She started moving her hips backward to meet with my thrusts sending a pang of pleasure into my bloodstream. I raised my up in the air, enjoying every bit of the sensations that romed round my body.Damn, she is good. I cupped her tilt beneath squeezing it hard. She moaned out loud.The sound of flaps of skin against skin together with her moans fill the room as I thrust in sharply, brushing against the walls of her tightness ready to conquer any obstacle that might hinder at the corner.I gritted my teeth as I felt my balls tightened, I grabbed her closer, digging my nails into ass cheeks. My movements faltered as the wave of pleasure spurt through me, spilling powerful burst into her. She came right after.I fell on the bed beside her. My body layed waxed, allowing exhaustion take over."How was it?" She asked rubbing her hand on my chest."Superb!". Sincerely, It has been a while since I heard something this exhausting. She is really something.Tilting my head back, I reached out for my phone. It's almost 10pm."What!" I exclaimed. I'm getting late. Mom would surely be worried. I've gotten numerous calls from her and Lucas.I was engrossed in the moments of pleasure that I didn't notice how fast time went.I stood up and quickly wore back my clothes. I took out my wallet and threw her some dollars. She took them asked"Is that all"?I was confused."I don't understand" I seek further explanation.She rose from the bed with her naked figure, stroding towards me. She helped me to straighten my shirt."Won't I get to see you again?" She asked more in a whisper. "Today was lovely, I could always meet up with you if you need me" She added and winked. I smirked."Hmm, I'd love that." Reaching into my left pocket, I brought out my business card. Give me call.She planted a kiss on my lips which I returned. She deepened it. I quickly withdrew myself from her before we end up going on another round because I could feel the reaction of cock in my pants.I walked into the car and hoped into my Lamborghini.The following morning, I woke up feeling tired.I took my bath, cladded myself in white shirt leaving the upper area unbuttoned and gray pants, wore a pair of black shoes. Looking in the mirror, I admired myself."As handsome as always" I complimented myself. I went out for breakfast.Mom and dad were already sitted at the dinning."Good morning dad, good morning mom" I greeted taking my seat opposite mom."Morning son" They both responded."You got home late last night, didn't you? "Mom attacked.I didn't utter a word."Son, you need to allow Your carefree life lay low and make your marriage to Mr McGregor's daughter become your major priority presently" Mom advices."Your mom is right." my dad interfered "You should focus on your marriage now because this union is going to be the talk of the town knowing the fact that it involves the children of two business partners. You are going to be a centre of attention. Remember, it's not only about your marriage, it's also about the growth of the company. Partnering with Mr McGregor will definitely boost us efficiently""Okay dad" I responded serving myself some food.Speaking of marriage. It is surprising she doesn't want to marry me. Well, I'm not interested in the marriage either but I'm not backing out after seeing that killer shape of hers, I can't wait to have her on my bed. Especially those ass. I pictured how she'd look on my bed. She would surely be heartbroken when I tell her I wasn't able to convince my parent."I don't know when to set the date for the wedding but I'll put a call across to Mr McGregor later to ask" My dad spoke bringing me back to reality."Yes, dear. That's true. So, that we can start preparing." Mom added."I'll be leaving for the office, I still have some work to attend to" I told my parents rising from the chair. I peeked my mom and left."I'll meet you there son.""Okay dad"I didn't drive my lambo this time around."The office" I told the driver curtly on my way out."I hopped into the back seat of my SUV jeep.Walking into the company, workers approaching me bowed slightly showing their respects. I only nodded in acknowledgement. I walked straight to my office."Good morning Mr Clarkson" My secretary greeted in a flirtatious tone. I took a brief look but the sight of her exposed cleavage caught my attention."Good morning sexy" I flirted in return licking my lower lips.She is one of the numerous girls I have lured into my bed."Tell Lucas to join me in the office" I ordered walking in.I have barely settled when someone knocked."Hey man" Lukas walked in dressed in tuxedo."You left the club late yesterday, you must have caught up with something big" He teased."Yeah, very big." I responded with a broad grin plastered on my face."Hmmm, one of your fishes right?" He inquired giving a knowing look."Nope, a new one. she took me up to heaven. A pretty bad ass I must say." I said recalling the blowjob I got last night. I haven't had one of such in a long time. Just the mere thought of it makes me longe for more."Hmm, that's dope. What is the lastest?" Lucas asked changing the topic."My parent got me hooked up with a girl for marriage" I said with a hint of disappointment in my voice"Wow, that's good news. Congratulations man." He congratulated agitatedly.""Finally, the town's big time playboy is gonna settle down with a damsel" He teased.I groaned in response, giving him a glare.Lucas has been my friend since childhood. He knows so much about me. He also works in my dad's company."I don't want to get married now. It sulks." I complained."Then why did you agree to it? You could have simply disclose your displeasure to your parent" He shared his own opinion."I did but dad said it involves the company and mom talked me into agreeing. Y'know I can't say no to her" I explained."Oh, sorry man. It's not a bad thing and who is the lady in question?" Lucas suddenly asked raising his brow. Curiosity written all over his face"Anna McGregor" I responded."You mean Mr McGregor only daughter?" He asked again on awe."Yes. she seem dulled about it. I guess I'd be leaving her no other choice""You both spoke? he askedI nodded."You are less interested yourself""Well, I was but something triggered me. I think I'd give it a shot" i winkedLucas only shook his head in disapproval. He sure knew what I meant."Change dude. Give this marriage your best shots not a shot like short" He said amusingly."I have no time for some God damn feelings and commitment' I fired back in grimace"It wouldn't hurt to try.'' he replied sarcastically"Use the door" I ushered him getting slightly pissed."Chill man, just kidding""Come back when you have something important to say"."Okay and off I go" he gave up stepping out the door and closed it behind him.Paper works and documents settled on my table, some I need to check but somehow, I felt less energetic to work.The Image of her body shape eloped my mind. Her expression when I engaged her in an abrupt kiss took her aback. The taste of her soft and moist lips still remained fresh in my memories."Delicious" I muttered subconsciously.Her hips, her curves, all I kept like a photograph in my head. I can't wait to explore in her wetness. The thought of her got my cock throbbing. Have dad spoken to me McGregor? Have they picked a date?This is no time for nasty thoughts. Dad would be highly disappointed when he got to know that I have not touched the documents."I'll finish up first and ask him concerning that." says JonathanHe concluded and set to work.ANNA'S POV Three years later, I stood in the same kitchen where Isabela's threat had first landed on my phone, watching Grace chase her younger brother across the backyard in the late afternoon sun, both of them shrieking with the particular delighted chaos only small children seem capable of producing. The kitchen looked different now, warmer somehow, crayon drawings taped haphazardly to the refrigerator, small handprints pressed permanently into a clay dish Grace had made at preschool the previous spring, the entire room reshaped, gradually and completely, into a space that belonged to a family rather than simply a house two frightened people had once tried to defend. "Slow down before someone falls," Jonathan called from the porch, though he was laughing as he said it, entirely unconvincing as an authority figure to either of our children. Theo had arrived eighteen months earlier, loud and stubborn from his very first breath, and I still found myself, some mornings, simply watc
JONATHAN'S POV Grace was teething, which meant neither of us had slept properly in nearly three days, and I found myself, at six in the morning, standing in the kitchen in yesterday's clothes, bouncing her gently against my shoulder while Anna measured coffee grounds with the particular slow precision of someone running on fumes. The kitchen still smelled faintly of last night's dinner, dishes stacked in the sink neither of us had managed to finish before exhaustion won out over tidiness, and I found myself, standing there in the grey early light, thinking how strange it was that this particular kind of ordinary chaos felt like the greatest relief imaginable after everything the past year had actually demanded of us. "Your turn to actually shower," Anna said, reaching for Grace without looking up from the coffee maker. "I've got her for the next hour. Go. You look like you haven't slept since the trial." "I haven't, really," I admitted, handing Grace over carefully, watching her i
ANNA'S POV I hadn't been back to the cemetery since the funeral, and I stood at the entrance for a long moment that Saturday morning, working up the courage to actually walk through the gate rather than turning back toward the car the way I'd nearly done twice already that week. Grace had stayed home with Jonathan that morning, and I found myself grateful for the quiet drive alone, the radio off, nothing but my own thoughts keeping me company through streets I'd deliberately avoided for the better part of a year. Jonathan had offered to come with me. I'd asked him not to, gently, explaining that this particular reckoning felt like something I needed to face alone, the way I'd finally learned to face the hardest things this year, present and honest rather than avoiding them or asking someone else to carry the weight for me. The path wound through familiar rows of headstones, quiet under the pale winter sun, and I found Lucas's grave exactly where memory told me it would be, simple
ANNA'S POV The car ride home from the gala felt nothing like the one I remembered from our wedding night, though some small, unexpected part of me thought of it anyway, the silence of that first drive, staring out the window while Jonathan sat beside me lost in his phone, both of us strangers pretending to be something else for an audience that had already gone home. I remembered every detail of that night with a clarity that still surprised me, even now. The unsteady walk down the aisle, my father's arm the only thing keeping me upright. The particular dread of standing across from a man I barely knew, reciting words that felt like a sentence rather than a promise. The strange woman who'd pulled me aside during the reception, her voice all false warmth and careful menace, the memory of her now recontextualized entirely by everything we'd learned about who she actually was and what she'd already begun setting into motion that very day. I hadn't understood, standing in that reception
JONATHAN'S POV The Hartwell Foundation held its winter gala two months after the verdict, the same event, in the same ballroom, where Isabela had first approached us in person all those months ago. I hadn't planned to attend at all this year, the memory of that night still sitting close enough to the surface to make the invitation feel more like an obligation than anything worth celebrating. I'd spent most of the week finding reasons to avoid the conversation entirely, burying myself in the last of the company's post trial cleanup, telling myself Grace was still too young for us to be out late, any excuse that let me avoid admitting how much that particular room still unsettled me. "We should go," Anna said, surprising me, as we stood in the nursery one evening, Grace finally down for the night. "Not to prove anything to anyone. Just to walk back into that room and let it be an ordinary night this time, instead of the one we're still bracing against." I considered that, understand
ANNA'S POV "On the charges of stalking, conspiracy, and financial fraud," the jury foreman read, his voice steady in the absolute silence of the courtroom, "we find the defendant, Vance Whitmore, guilty on all counts." I felt the breath leave my body all at once, months of fear finally collapsing into something I could barely process, Jonathan's hand gripping mine so tightly it nearly hurt, both of us frozen in the particular disbelief of a moment too large to fully absorb in real time. The words seemed to hang in the air longer than they should have, an entire year of surveillance and manipulation and quiet terror finally condensed into a single, formal sentence, spoken aloud by a stranger who would likely never know how completely those words had just changed the shape of our lives. "On the charges of stalking and conspiracy," the foreman continued, "we find the defendant, Isabela Marchetti, guilty on all counts." The courtroom erupted into quiet, restrained reaction, reporters
I woke up with a start as the alarm clock beside me blared out its harsh sound. With an annoyed grimace, I stabbed hard on the alarm clock and silenced it."How the fuck do you still work?" I asked confused as I stared at the old alarm clock I had used as a kid."God damnit." I cursed again when it
ANNA'S POV"Mom, Dad I am home!" I announced as I took the stairs two at a time. In no time, I arrived at the top of the stairs leading to my parent's room."Mom Dad!" I called out again feeling so excited to be meeting my parents after almost six months. There was so much excitement in me that I
"I see that you like her." My dad commented on the drive back home. "She is beautiful." I shrugged, going through my phone. I was letting Lucas know to hold down the VIP slot at the club tonight. "Well, hopefully, this alliance brings more money to the family." My dad smiled at my mom. I was sil
JONATHAN'S POVMy lips curved in a smile as I glanced at the pretty young lady before me. Hell, those hips were great. I wanted to tell her so, but I knew better than that. Women tend to take compliments into their heads. With a courtesy nod, I shrugged past her and walked into the house. I sat







