Ivanka P.O.V.Emily and I sat in Michael's law office confident that the video footage of our visit to my parents' home would clear us of any wrongdoing. If we needed to go that route with law enforcement. In addition, Michael was preparing to launch a online campaign to destroy both families. Furthermore, Michael was upset that Jared had dared to strike me. He promised to punch Jared in the face for me and get a restraining order for harassment.As we sat waiting for the calls to start pouring in from my family trying to extort money from me, I decided to use that time to finalize my guest list for the wonderful couple engagement / wedding reception party. I had sent out electronic invites and had received alot of confirmations back except from a few. So I decided to personally call them to invite them.First, I contacted our distant cousin, Joharia Rouse. My family had cut her off and started shunning her because she married a white man with a peeing fetish. Her husband, Merrill, ge
Ivanka P.O.V.Keisha's mother and my mother were the two older black women that showed up at Michael's house. It seemed they had someone to following me around, and they wanted to know what I was doing with him. Michael informed them that we had mutual friends and business deals going on. He didn't want to mess up our grand reveal of our upcoming marriage at the lovely couple's engagement party.However, that has not stopped them from plotting against me. The very next day, I receive a call from my bank informing me that someone had tried to open two new credit cards under my name. Luckily, my fraud alert protection plan saved me. They didn't know the password or the identity question and answer.I am so glad I invested my $14.99 a month to protect myself. I have a 750 credit score to protect. I don't want my family to steal my identity and open up a bunch of accounts under my name and stick me with the bill.A week later, my bank called claiming a woman had entered the bank claiming
Jared P.O.V.In the early morning hours at Jared's apartmentI had the craziest dream ever last night.I dreamt last night that I was married to Ivanka and my brother Manfred was married to her sister Tiffany.Manfred died during a mission for the navy overseas, leaving my mother heartbroken and distraught.Devastated, my mother, Helena Brooks, begged me and Ivanka to agree to allow me and Tiffany to have a child together in honor of my brother and view it as our nephew."I have to give my eldest son an heir! I can't let his legacy vanish." my mother cried, wiping her tears. "Ivanka, please just think about me and Tiffany. Let them do this for Manfred."Ivanka stood there looking like she had seen a ghost, too stunned to respond. Her mother, Mary Harris, spoke up tearfully. "Ivanka, please Tiffany hasn't been herself since Manfred died. She's barely holding on..... I don't know how much longer she can bare to live with her grief. She needs something to live for, please.""Please Ivank
Author P.O.V.Meanwhile, in an empty W hotel suite......................................."Dad and Uncles Ali, Omar, Ibrahim, Hasan, Muhammad and Khalid, I want to apologize for having you see me in that situation. I never wanted any of you to know about that part of my life." voiced Amir in a somber tone."I have never been so ashamed of anyone in my life. How could you disgrace me and your mother like this?" yelled his father Youseef, in a seriously unforgiving and disapproving tone."Father, it's who I am. I like men and women. I am bisexual. I am not ashamed of it. Please accept me. I am still your son and I still love this family." pleaded Amir."What is bisexual?" asked his Uncle Omar, frowning."A damn excuse!" stated his Uncle Ali, with a grim expression in a very matter-of-fact tone."No such thing! You are either one or the other." voiced his Uncle Ibrahim, as his hard, stony eyes dared Amir to challenge his words."No such creature!" growled his Uncle Muhammad with a stern
Tiffany P.O.V.I felt lips pressing against mine as I moaned. They were kissing me so passionately and his hands pulled me into him. He started ripping my clothes off, opening my eyes to Jared, who was leaning over me. His lips pressed against mine. His lips moved down, slowly kissing my neck and I tilted my head back to give him more access.Jared trailed kisses down and across my collarbone and then to my breasts, gently sucking my **** into his mouth. My moans are getting louder. He bit my **** by tugging on them and I pushed my breasts up towards his mouth. I couldn't help but beg him to suck more on them. It feels so amazing, I could stay here with him forever, with him seducing me.Jared's hands slowly began pulling my panties down. My hands, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off as I stared at his perfect abs there were covered with beautiful tattoos. The urge to take his **** into my mouth was so strong.I wanted him. I wanted to taste his body.Laying here naked and entwin
Ivanka P.O.V.Michael's bisexual cousin, Emily, is currently dating Amanda Michelle Lambert, a Licensed Professional Counselor (LPC). She does individual counseling, couples/ marriage counseling as well as family counseling. Her specialties are self-esteem, trauma, PTSD, grief loss, career, depression, coping skills, anger, behavioral issues, life transitions, women's issues, domestic abuse, infidelity, anxiety, stress, divorce /breakups.She was able to fit us in rather quickly for two Zoom therapy sessions before we left to attend the funeral. My mother, Mary Harris and my sister Tiffany, spent both sessions trying to find out where I was currently working and living. I refuse to provide them with any information. I repeatedly kept the conversation focused on why they had mistreated me all my life and if they were going to apologize to me at any point in the call. They ignored me. Luckily, the therapist was on my side and kept redirecting them to discuss the issues for true healing.