Mr. McKenney reached for his phone and dialed Annette's number. As the phone rang on the other end, he waited patiently. After a brief pause, Annette's voice came through, "Hello?"
"Good afternoon, my lovely Goldilocks," Mr. McKenney's warm voice greeted through the phone. "I hope I'm not disturbing you.""No, not at all. How can I assist you?" Annette responded, though her lack of genuine interest was evident in her tone."I wanted to let you know that everything's ready for our upcoming trip to Greece," Mr. McKenney's enthusiasm was evident. "A car will pick you up from your place in two days and take you to the airport.""I understand. I'll prepare accordingly, Mr. McKenney," Annette's response was composed, her voice lacking emotion."I must say, you could show a touch more enthusiasm about the prospect of spending extra time with me, considering I am compensating you," Mr. McKenney chuckled. "I assure you, Goldilocks, it's going to be an enjoyable experience. Ensure all your travel documents and essentials are in order; we're scheduled for an early morning departure.""I'll do my best, Mr. McKenney. Given that I have little choice in the matter, I'll make sure everything is prepared," Annette replied, a hint of resignation in her voice. The line went silent briefly before he spoke again his tone slightly irritated."Do you know how many girls would like to be in your position, Miss Annette?" Mr McKenney said in an harsh tone," I could have any woman I want in this city but I chose you because you look like a good fuck. But don't let that get to your head, I feel nothing, absolutely nothing for you so you better start behaving properly. Understood?"Annette had to take a deep breath to refrain from insulting him for his recent comment. She recognized that responding negatively would only escalate his anger, and she genuinely wished to avoid any unnecessary drama this evening."I apologize for my behavior, sir. I'm grateful that you took an interest in me," Annette lied, her voice strained as she hoped he would believe her and end the call."I see. I accept your apology. Just be ready when the driver comes; I don't like to be kept waiting.""Yes, sir. I will be on time," Annette replied, tension evident in her voice. The call ended, and as she dropped her phone onto the desk, she let out a frustrated scream into her pillow. All her pent-up frustration surfaced – she wanted nothing more than to express her anger at his disrespectful attitude. Annette wondered how she would manage his behavior during her time with him.Once her emotions had settled, Annette made her way to the kitchen, where she discovered Cassie in the midst of taking her medication. Annette pondered silently, "I suppose it's time to let her know I'm departing." With a sigh, she positioned herself at the table opposite Cassie, who looked up and greeted her with a gentle smile.Summoning her courage, Annette took a deep breath and took a seat across from Cassie at the kitchen table. Meeting Cassie's warm smile, a wave of guilt washed over Annette as she prepared to speak."Cassie," Annette began, her voice soft but determined, "there's something I need to talk to you about."Cassie's smile faltered slightly, concern flickering in her eyes. "Sure, Annette. What's on your mind?"Annette hesitated, trying to find the right words. "I–uhm..." She trailed off, wondering how to start it. A second or two whistled by, and then she started again, "I've been offered a job opportunity in another city," she said, watching Cassie's expression closely. "It's a really good opportunity, and I've been thinking about it a lot."Cassie's brow furrowed as she processed the news. "Another city? But what about us? What about living together?"Annette's heart ached at the concern in Cassie's voice. "I've been thinking about that too," she admitted. "It's not an easy decision, Cassie. But this job could be a turning point in my career, and I feel like I need to explore it."Cassie looked down, her fingers tracing patterns on the table. Annette could tell that Cassie was trying to hold back her emotions. Finally, Cassie looked up, her eyes a mix of sadness and understanding. "I don't want to hold you back, Annette. If this is something important to you, I wouldn't want you to miss out."Annette fought back tears as she struggled to prevent herself from breaking down; deceiving her sister was agonizing, but revealing the true reason for her trip to Greece wasn't an option. Her hand reached across the table, gently covering Cassie's. "Cassie, you mean the world to me. This choice is incredibly tough, but please believe that my feelings for you remain unchanged."Cassie managed a faint smile, her grasp on Annette's hand providing comfort. "I understand, Annette. I would never want to stop you from going after your dreams."Annette squeezed Cassie's hand, her heart heavy but grateful for Cassie's understanding. "Thank you, Cassie. Your support means the world to me.""But i can't stay alone," Cassie said, gazing up at her sister."I've got that covered. Jane offered to look after you while I'm away, and remember, I'll be back before you know it.""Okay, I guess...""What's wrong? You don't want to stay with Jane?""It's not that. I love Jane, but it just won't be the same without you," Cassie confessed, her words tugging at Annette's heart. Annette didn't want to subject her sister to the pain of separation, but her hands were tied."I understand, kiddo. I'll miss you like crazy when I'm in Greece, but this trip is necessary for us to sustain our life here.""I know you have to go, so don't worry. Just promise you'll call and text every day," Cassie said, extending her pinky and interlocking it with Annette's. "Pinky promise?""Pinky promise." Annette echoed, sealing the promise with a gentle kiss on Cassie's forehead. "Now, how about we watch some Law and Order episodes?"Amid the echoes of Cassie's exuberant shout, Annette found herself breaking into laughter, mirroring her sister's infectious enthusiasm. "You're really something, Cassie," she chuckled, following her sister into the cozy living room.As the evening gently unfolded and night cast its soothing veil, Annette assisted Cassie in preparing for bed, wrapping up the episode of Law and Order they had saved."Come on, sleepyhead, time for bed," Annette said, guiding Cassie with a gentle smile. The medication had already started to take effect, causing Cassie to yawn and nestle into her covers. "Let's get you to bed, sis," Annette whispered, her heart a mix of warmth and a tinge of sadness.Annette sat on the edge of the bed, gently brushing a strand of hair away from Cassie's face. "You know, Cassie, I love you so much. You're my inspiration, my little artist."Cassie's eyes twinkled with affection. "I love you too, Annette. And I'm really happy for you, even though you'll be far away."Tears welled up in Annette's eyes again as she hugged Cassie tightly. "Being apart from you is going to be the hardest part. But we'll stay connected, okay? We'll talk all the time, and I'll be back before you know it."Cassie nodded, her embrace returning the sentiment. "I know, Annette. And I'll be cheering you on from here, always."Annette planted a soft kiss on Cassie's soft cheeks. "You're my rock, Cassie. Remember that."With a final smile, Annette got up and left Cassie's room, her heart heavy with the upcoming separation. As she settled into her own room, she looked around at the familiar surroundings, knowing that change was on the horizon. With a sigh, she whispered to herself, "We'll get through this, one step at a time."Annette checked her watch nervously, her things packed and ready by the door. She looked out the window, scouring the street for any sign of Jane's arrival. The minutes passed by, and her uneasiness rose with each passing second. She took a long breath, attempting to calm her beating heart because if Jane didn't arrive soon, she was going to be late, and she wasn't in the mood to argue with Mr McKenney.A few minutes later a familiar figure dashed around the corner, waving when she saw Annette through the window, causing Annette's face to light up with relief as she ran to the door and flung it open just as Jane arrived at the front steps."Jane, you're late!" Annette exclaimed as she drew Jane into a tight hug."I'm sorry I was held back at work," Jane said with a smile, warmly reciprocating the hug. "I would've been there longer, but George said he'd cover for me so I could see you off.""I love that man," Annette murmured, taking a step back and smiling from ear to ear. "He is God
A few hours later, Annette and Mr. McKenney arrived in Greece, captivated by the ancient ruins and the stunning Mediterranean views. As they strolled through a bustling market, a distressed child approached them, tears streaming down her face. She spoke in a mix of Greek and broken English, clearly lost and separated from her mother.Annette's heart went out to the child. In a gentle voice, she switched to fluent Greek, a language she hadn't revealed she knew, and asked, "Ψάχνεις τη μητέρα σου;" The little girl's eyes widened in surprise as she nodded eagerly.Mr. McKenney, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow at Annette's sudden linguistic prowess. "Annette, you speak so fluently. You speak Greek?" he asked, both impressed and slightly puzzled.Annette nodded, her attention still on the child. She spoke with the little girl, calming her down and finding out her mother's name and description. With this information, Annette intended to seek help from the market's security personnel.Howev
It took only a few mins for Annette to get dressed as she waited on the couch for Mr McKenney to arrive, then a few minutes after eight there was a knock. She went to answer it and found Mr McKenney was on the other side dressed in a simple black suit which emphasized his hot looks. But Annette was quickly reminded of his shitty personality."You look good enough to tag along." Mr McKenney said as he ran his gaze down her full length, his face devoid of emotions. "Thank you." Annette muttered. She recognized the haughtiness in his tone, but chose to ignore it. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of making her evening any worse than it already was. She walked out of the room, and he followed closely behind."Won't you bring your jacket along?" He asked."No. I'm fine.""Good. We will be having dinner with one of the investors in the company. So, I expect you to be on your best behavior. Except you don't mind being embarrassed." Mr McKenney warned as they walked down the busy h
She gathered her essentials into her night bag, her heart racing with anticipation. Just minutes ago, Mr. McKenney had informed her that she would be staying in his room for the night, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and excitement. While she knew and understood what she had signed up for, her nerves were all over the place.She carefully folded her favorite silk pajamas, the ones with delicate lace trim that she knew he would appreciate. They slipped into the bag with a satisfying rustle. Next, she added a toothbrush and toothpaste, a hint of a smile playing on her lips as I imagined sharing a bathroom with him.Contemplating whether to bring a book, she decided against it and left it on the shelf, opting instead for a quick snack if she got hungry late at night or just to distract herself if he made her stay up with him while he worked.Just as she finished packing, her phone beeped with a message from Mr. McKenney, confirming that he was waiting for her. The e
************Warning mature content***********"Yes, please." She said, and he immediately stood up, carrying her with him. She wrapped her legs around him, and he supported her body as he carried her towards the bedroom with his arms on my waist.He pushed the slightly opened door to his room with his leg and closed it behind him once they were inside. He sat her down, his desire-filled gaze never leaving her body as he slowly removed and tossed her pajama blouse away.His hands brushed against her exposed skin as they moved up to the waistline of her shorts. He reached for the rope on the short, pulling on it as the short came loose.When his hands brushed against the curve of her ass, she moaned, and he smiled at how responsive her body was to him. He reached for her hand to help her step over the skirt before picking it up and throwing it on the nearest surface.She stood perfectly still, watching him carefully as he slowly removed his shirt and tossed it on the nearest chair.Then
Annette let out a sleepy yawn as she awoke, the warm sunlight streaming onto her face. As she attempted to sit up in bed, a sharp pain shot through her, prompting a loud groan. Memories of the previous night flooded back, and a smile graced her lips. He had been so gentle and caring, a stark contrast to the man he was when they had initially entered into this arrangement."Maybe he does have a good side." Annette pondered as she managed to free herself from the covers. However, to her disappointment, Hudson was nowhere to be seen; it was as if he had never been there. Feeling a twinge of hurt that he hadn't waited for her to wake up, Annette shuffled over to the bathroom to freshen up.Thirty minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom, feeling refreshed and ready to face the day. Hudson had yet to return, so she took the opportunity to tidy up her belongings and pack her bag. Just a few minutes after she finished, Hudson strolled back into the room, carrying a tray of food."Good mo
"Yes, indeed." The man acknowledged with a nod. "May I know your name?"With a polite smile, Annette replied, "My name is Annette, and yours?""I'm Marcus." He introduced himself with a friendly tone. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Annette. So, what brings you here?" Marcus asked, turning to face Annette for a more comfortable conversation."I'm here to drown my sorrows." Annette said as she took a sip of the drink the waiter placed in front of her. "What about you?""Whatever must be bothering you must be really bad if you are drinking whiskey straight." Marcus chuckled as he stared at Annette."Not 'what,' but 'who.' I feel like a fool." Annette said with a chuckle, her voice carrying a hint of mystery, and a knowing smirk crept onto Marcus's face."So, it's a boy problem, care to share?" Marcus inquired with a playful curiosity.Annette sighed, frustration in her voice. "I thought this guy was genuinely interested in me, but it turns out I mean absolutely nothing to him. He's the bi
Hudson's restless pacing filled his dimly lit room, his mind consumed by the memory of those men who had prevented him from taking Annette with him. "Who the hell did they think they were?" He muttered under his breath, frustration etched across his face. "Annette belongs to me; I have a contract to prove it."As he finally settled into an armchair, he pondered his next move. "What am I going to do now?" Hudson mused aloud, his voice tinged with uncertainty. He reached for a crystal glass, pouring a generous measure of whiskey. Raising the glass to his lips, he took a long, contemplative sip, the amber liquid warming his senses."Alright, maybe I brought this on myself." Hudson mumbled, taking another swig of his whiskey. "I did tell her the only time I needed her was at night to keep my bed warm, so I can't really blame myself for being jealous.""But she was still my responsibility, so I had every right to know where she was and what she was up to." He pondered to himself. Finishing