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His Volition Chapter 29: You Thought I Forgot
Sean stirred from his sleep, his eyelids heavy with drowsiness as he slowly regained consciousness. The soft light filtering through the curtains hinted at the early hours of dawn, casting a gentle glow over the room. He shifted slightly, intending to drift back into slumber, when he felt something soft and warm wrap around his member.Confusion clouded his mind for a moment until he realized that there was someone beside him in bed. His heart skipped a beat as he turned his head, and his gaze met mine, my features softened by sleep.For a moment, Sean simply lay there, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the situation. He couldn't recall me coming into his room last night, nor could he remember inviting me to share his bed. And yet, here I was, my presence stirring something within him that he couldn't quite name."Hey," I whispered, my voice barely above a murmur as I gently nudged his shoulder. I straddled him in one swift motion and buried his hardness deep into me up to
His Volition Chapter 30: The Manipulator
The morning sun trickled through the parted curtains, stirring from my slumber. A lingering chill danced down my spine, reminding me of what had transpired the night before. The sex between Sean and me had escalated to a fever pitch, leaving a bitter taste lingering in the recesses of my mouth. I dressed quickly in a sharp suit and made my way to Whitney Corporation. Someone had been siphoning money from my company and I had a deep urge that it was up to Sean’s father. That old scheming backstabbing two-timing son of a bitch. He was involved in Mira’s death instead of him to be admonishing his son for killing an innocent woman. The grandeur of the building loomed before me, a monument to the empire that Sean's father, Mr. Whitney, had meticulously crafted. The irony was not lost on me. This was my opportunity to salvage what remained of my company, ensure justice for Mira's tragic demise, and lay waste to his meticulously crafted bloody business.Striding through its doors and walk
His Volition Chapter 31: Taking Over
Knocking on the door, I was greeted by the warm embrace of my mother, her eyes looking concerned."Carmen, my dear, what brings you here?" she asked.I smiled, enveloped by the familiarity of her presence. "I just wanted to check in on you, Mom. Make sure you're doing alright."Her eyes softened, a small smile at the tiny wrinkled corners of her lips. She was getting old at 60. Shame all those Botox injections and treatments had a limit. "I'm fine, Carmen. Just worried about you, that's all."I reached out and took her hand, squeezing it gently. "Don't worry about me, Mom. I'm stronger than you think."Her smile widened, a glimmer of pride shining in her eyes."I know, Carmen. You've always had a fire in you. Just promise me you'll be careful, alright?"I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat. "I promise, Mom.”As Marcus and I stood in my mother's living room, the weight of his question hung heavy in the air. Had I forgiven her for orchestrating my marriage to Sean under prete
His Volition Chapter 32: Damning document
Sean sat in his car, his mind swirling with conflicting emotions. The events of the day had left him feeling unsettled, his thoughts consumed by the woman he called his wife.Carmen.The name echoed in his mind like a haunting melody, He couldn't shake the feeling that Carmen was using him, manipulating him for her pleasure.He drove through the city streets, his gaze flickered to the rearview mirror, catching sight of his reflection. His features were drawn and haggard, the lines of worry etched into his face like scars. He felt a pang of regret as he thought of Mira, of the woman he had once loved with all his heart.Pulling into the driveway of their home, he stepped out of the car and entered the house. The familiar scent of Carmen's perfume. He found her in the living room, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she held out a sleek black box."Sean," she said, her voice soft and inviting. "I bought something for us."My heart skipped a beat as I took in the sight of the bondage
His Volition Chapter 33: Carmen Gracia, first of her name.
I stepped into the boardroom of Whitney Corporation.This was it—the moment I had been preparing for, the moment where I would assert my dominance and take control of the company that had once belonged to my father-in-law, Mr. Whitney, the rat, first of his name, the man who had manipulated and deceived me for far too long.With each confident stride, I felt the weight of responsibility settling on my shoulders. I was no longer the naive young woman who had been manipulated into marriage. I was Carmen Whitney, first of her name, a force to be reckoned with, a woman who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals.I took my seat at the head of the table, and the other board members looked at me curiously. They knew that change was coming, that the days of Mr. Whitney's iron-fisted rule were numbered. And they were right to be afraid, for I had no intention of playing by his rules any longer."Good morning, everyone," I began. "As you all know, there have been some significant changes w
His Volition Chapter 34: Twice Fucked
I groaned as the shrill ringtone of my phone pierced through my sleep. Rubbing my eyes, I fumbled for the device on the bedside table. Glancing at the caller ID, I saw it was my father calling. My heart skipped a beat, wondering what could be so urgent for him to call me at this hour."Hello?" I answered, my voice rough with sleep."Sean, it's your father," came the voice on the other end of the line, sounding grave."Dad? What's wrong?" I asked, instantly alert."I need you to come home right away, son. There's something we need to discuss," he replied, his tone serious.My heart sank at his words. Whatever it was, it sounded serious. With a sense of dread gnawing at my gut, I quickly got dressed and made my way to my parents' house.When I arrived, I found my father pacing back and forth in the living room, his expression tense. He looked up as I entered, his eyes weary."Sean, sit down," he said, gesturing to the couch.I obliged, feeling uneasy. "What's going on, Dad? Why did you
His Volition Chapter 35: Stage One
After leaving my parents' house, I felt like I needed some fresh air, and some space to clear my head. I found myself wandering the familiar streets of my hometown, the memories of my childhood flooding back. Eventually, I ended up at a small bar on the corner of 5th Street, a place I used to frequent with my friends back in high school.I pushed open the door and stepped inside. The bar was filled with the smell of stale beer and cigarette smoke, the jukebox playing some old classic rock tune in the corner. I made my way to the counter and took a seat on one of the rickety barstools.The bartender, a grizzled old man with a bushy beard, looked up as I approached. "What can I get ya, kid?" he asked, wiping down a glass with a rag."Just a beer, thanks," I replied, my voice sounding tired even to my ears.I waited for my drink, I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contacts list, eventually landing on Jake's name. I dialed his number and waited for him to pick me up."Hey, Sean
His Volition Chapter 36: Call the exterminator
I stepped through the door of our house, exhausted. It had been a long day at the office, dealing with endless meetings and putting out fires left and right. All I wanted was to collapse onto the couch and forget about the world for a while.But as soon as I entered the living room, I froze in shock at the sight before me. The room was in shambles, clothes, and shoes strewn everywhere as a tornado had torn through the house. My heart raced as I took in the chaos, a sinking feeling settling in the pit of my stomach."What the hell?" I muttered under my breath, my mind racing to make sense of the scene before me. It was clear that someone had been here, someone who had torn through my belongings with reckless abandon. But who?Then, it hit me like a ton of bricks. Sean. It had to be Sean. Who else would be petty and childish enough to trash our home like this?Anger boiled up inside me like a raging inferno as I stormed through the house, my footsteps echoing off the walls. I had let Se
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