Her skin stretched to the point she thought she might pop. London stared in horror as the spawn moved beneath her taut bump. “How is this even happening?” Her mind raced trying to figure out what he had done to her. Before London could wrap her brain around an answer, agonizing pain radiated from her core, spreading throughout her body. The devil removed its tentacles from between her legs and stared intently at her gaping gash. As the pain became more intense, pressure built against her hips. London tried to cry out, but the probe in her mouth muffled her. She could feel something big bulging out of her raw pussy. A dark essence oozed from her slit, growing bigger as it emerged. London couldn’t believe her eyes as the heavy streams of black smoke rose from between her legs and hovered next to her beastly lover. She felt like she was being split in two while the spawn escaped her body. Her stomach deflated as the smoky black demon emerged from her, takin
“Bleeding money London! Our numbers are down for the third straight quarter. I will not have this debate with you again. Thank God Zane is willing to take time out of his schedule to straighten this mess out!” Reaper bellowed in her ear, hanging up the phone before London could argue back. Reaper Wallant was thirty years her senior and treated her like an insolent child. London boiled with rage as she slammed down the receiver. Her hand fished in the shiny cup on her desk, pulling the neatly sharpened pencils out one by one, snapping each one between her fingers while imagining her daddy's neck. If her status hadn’t made up so much of the fabric of her identity, London would have left the old bastard years ago.** Rage poured out of London like hot molten lava as she blazed an angry path back to her office from the board room. Oliver Smith had just brought down the hammer that Reaper Wallant had supplied. The business was to be liquidated and parceled ou
Zane shifted on his chair as London glided into his office like a dove. Her luscious curves teasing him as she bent down to shelve a file in the bottom drawer of the cabinet. He could feel himself beginning to swell in his cage and quickly crossed his legs, desperately trying to quell his evident desire."Is London on her way? The party is already going on in the conference room," London asked, giving her boss the not so subtle hint that she wanted to cut out early and join the fun."Uh, yes, of course, she wouldn't miss it," A startled Zane replied, blushing as London had noticed his eyes glued to her backside. His wife was indeed on her way to the retirement party, but only out of obligation for being a spouse of upper management. London had no clue in the world who the retiring Roger Williamson was, but as Zane's wife, she had to make an appearance.Zane sighed as bit into the overly sweet marble cake, obsessively glancing at the glass lobby doors for any sign of his tardy wife. He
***LONDON'S POV***Zane has been acting off for the past three nights and I just can't because it makes my head hurt. I have the night to myself since the baby is sleeping and here I am sitting on the patio waiting for Zane to come home. He has been coming home lately, and although I haven't called him out on that, the truth was, I didn't know what to actually tell him. The moment I dozed off, I heard the creak of a car and a familiar figure materialize before me. I noticed Zane before his manly fragrance washed over my nostrils. Wringling my body to a sitting position, I push my hands forward, begging for Zane to carry me. He does and I crinkle my nostrils at how wasted he was. "I hate that you get drunk every night you get home," I say, admitting to it. "If I want to survive another day, knowing that Oliver is out there, at least, let me do it drunk," he mutters honestly. My eyes flutter several times as I try to maintain my gaze on him. "You don't have to kill hi
***ZANE'S POV***I had a meeting with Rio Monteleo and I was on my way to Aloha district. London was sitting beside me and the baby was in the baby carrier beside her. Little Dante was growing up so fast. It has been eleven months since we last saw or heard of Oliver and Michael and I didn't give a fuck where they were hiding or what was going on in their lives. But deep in me, I knew they were hiding underground, ready to attack at any given time. "Dada. Dddada," little Dante sings song as he bit on his play toy. My boy was always blabbing but now, he could call my name and I squealed with excitement whenever I heard him call out on me. "Yes, little angel? We are soon reaching Rio's house. I bet you would want to see Kayla again, right?" I asked staring at him.Kayla was Rio's wife, Mia's, niece and she had been staying with them since her parents died in an accident. She was three and would talk shit out of Dante whenever they met. "Yes. Koala... Meet baby Koala,"
***LONDON'S POV***Mia had baby fever, she just kept her hands on my baby and I loved the fact that Dante was loving the attention. "You are going to spoil him," I tease her and she chuckles. "Just like Zane. I know. I can't help it," she stutters.Smiling at her, I grabbed the bottle of juice and poured it into a glass, I took a healthy sip. "I can help you with the last minute things, but then, anything that comes up, you will have to sort it out yourself, I hope you know that," she says staring at me. "Of course, I do. See, you know why we couldn't do this home at Lake Side City, Mia. The fact that Oliver hasn't made a move yet doesn't mean he isn't looking for the right time to attack. Right now, Zane wouldn't take the chance of sitting around and waiting for the man to pull up, remove his Glock, and shoot us," I explained. Mia nodded. Keeping Dante on the play pen and helping Kayla to be beside him, they start playing. "Why do you think Rio wanted Zane to be here?"
***ZANE'S POV***I watch how London squirms when I touch her, it just makes me want more. Touching her clit with my thumb and index finger, I squeeze it a little bit until she is a whimpering mess. Covering her mouth with hers, I chuckle at it, making her sneer. "I'll come if you continue like that," she cries out."Then, don't let me hold you a younger, London, cum for me," I order.At once, she drives between my hands. We don't have penetrative sex, but I do make her cum twice with my tongue, and at the end, I lap all of her juices, not making her drop a single one. "Let me return the favor," London says when I try to buckle my trousers. Cupping her face in my hand, I decline softly. "You will have plenty of time to do that later. Not now, though," I say. When she frowns, my eyes grow dark and my jaws hallow. "I was in a meeting, London. Now, go check on the baby and keep Mia company. I will make sure to show up for dinner on time," I explain. When my wife roll
***ZANE'S POV***I was talking to Rio Monteleo about the possibilities of establishing a stronger power and taking out Oliver in a heartbeat when I heard annoying sounds coming from the outside. Walking towards the window, I dip my head down and see London pacing and talking mad into the phone. She looks so stressed out. Also, she acted like she was tired and the pale color of her face made me know that she was stressed out from whatever was stealing her attention. "Something's going on with my wife downstairs. I will go and see what the problem is," I say warmly, excusing myself from Rio's office. He stands to make it outside with me and then, he touches my shoulder. Looking behind my back, I wait to hear what he has to say. "Take it easy with her, Zane. Remember she is just a kid and you have more experience than her. Support her, teach her what you want and you will see the rest of your world falling into place around you," he mutters, explaining to me. I sta