Miss Veronica’s POVWait... What the fuck?!‘Vacation Payment Confirmation – You're All Set!Dear Miss Veronica Smith,We’re excited to let you know that your payment for your upcoming vacation trip has been successfully received and your balance is now fully cleared.All arrangements have been confirmed, and you’re officially good to go! We’ll be sharing your final travel documents and itinerary details shortly.If you have any questions or need further assistance before your trip, feel free to reach out.Thank you for choosing Festy Agency. We can’t wait for you to enjoy your getaway!Warm regards,Festy Agency.This isn't adding up.The last thing I did was talk to my travel agent. I haven't even paid for my ticket. I’m about to do that only to get receipts for full payment down to the luxury lake view apartment I booked for my stay.‘Glynn?’I doubt it.The last time we spoke was at the restaurant, and after the awful meeting, I had blocked him on all media platforms. In essence,
Baron’s POV‘Use me, Daddy.’ Blindfolded, banging body in sexy nude lingerie, Valerie gives herself to me in total surrender. “Darling,” I whisper as I approach her, with my towel loosely hanging over my waist. I feel my bulge push against the thick towel, forming a hard knot every dirty second. I close the gap between us and take her in my arms, caressing her buttermilk skin. Her neat long hair runs down the length of her back. “You’re the most beautiful woman, my Lovie.” I bury my face in her soft slender neck and sniff, filling my lungs with her sweet-smelling fragrance. “You have no idea what I want to do to you, Lovie.” I kiss her a spot, long enough to indulge my needy mouth as I gently sink my teeth on the spot and nibble.Not so hard to cause her pain.And not so soft to have a mouthful of her delicious skin.“Hmm,” she sighs and tilts her head to the side.A free ticket for me to keep teasing her.“Bend you over,” I run my tongue over the red spot my teeth have marked. “
Baron’s POVI go through Veronica’s details with Jax and walk out of the study, leaving him behind to tie up the loose ends. After giving Valerie her gifts, I had slipped off her side and got into the study with Jax, for a private conversation. Now, I head back to the bedroom, guessing Valerie is back in there.The door opens, showing off our bedroom with a dim red light. Soft music plays in the background, giving a cool seductive atmosphere. But it's empty.Valerie isn't in sight. I suppress a small smile that crosses my face as I walk into our transformed bedroom and shut the door with a soft click. Soft sweet-smelling petals are sprinkled along a path that crawls down to our king-sized bed. Feeling special, I follow the path and stop. Our bed is well decorated with red and white roses forming a big heart in the center of the bed. “Hmm,” I pick up the bouquet and sniff.So good. I look around, not sure what I’m supposed to do. Perhaps strip, lie on the bed, and wait for her to
Baron’s POVThat saying about a cheating man getting his lady gift just to compensate and feel relieved, that’s the stage I’m at.A million flower bouquet, a big teddy bear for my big baby, boxes of designer shoes and bags, and pretty clothes I see. There’s also a box of limited edition chocolate, Jax single-handedly dragged that from the mall, and of course, plenty of cartons of junk food, knowing how she craves them so much. Pregnancy changed her, her taste in food, emotional need… sexual ned. Every damn thing.Shutter sound clicks, light flashes as they take shots of me and my humongous gift that can barely fit through the door of the mall. A few people in the mall stick their hands out and record. “Mr. Baron, you’ve got good taste… Valerie Carter married the last good man on earth!”I try not to laugh. I can only imagine what the headlines on blogs will be. Hopefully, they don't ship in another lady in the picture. Worse still, my wife’s sister.“$150k.”The lady at the front de
Baron’s POVCold eyes with a betrayed look, I spot Valerie staring hard at me from our bedroom window. Holy heck!Isn't she supposed to be asleep? I shut my eyes and blow out cool air. She doesn't move. Her eyes remain on me like a hawk watching her prey. I can't tell if she is pissed off, but I know for a fact that she isn't excited in the very least. As if clinging to the window frame, her small fingers clutch tightly to the burglar-proof.‘Oh, god. How much did she see?’ Most part of me tries to pay deep attention, hoping to detect if sound can be easily transferred. The night sky has fully crawled out and the place is damn quiet, which means more smooth hearing. ‘Stop acting like a dumbass and do something!’ My mind yells as it spirals. “Love,” I wave at her and fake a smile, too thin that it will snap any second. I squint, trying so hard to see beyond the darkness, but her face is not so visible, thanks to the dim room light. Acring on my impulse, I mimic blowing her a kis
Baron’s POV“We need to talk.” I corner Veronica when she comes to pick up the pack of ice cubes from the refrigerator. I need to find a way to send her off with the kid. Maybe I’m not thinking right, but I have to get them off as soon as possible. Surprised by the urgency, she looks at me, demanding I say it. I spy on Valerie, she is busy sipping from her glass, and her face is gloomy. “Banny?” She taps me and rolls her eyes. “What is it? You’re acting weird.” “Uh. It's about Prescott… The little boy.” I can't bring myself to lay claim to him.Not because I hate him.Fair enough, the little boy is as innocent as the word itself. But the grand feeling of betrayal that comes with it is too much to ignore.“Okay?” She shrugs and makes a ‘what about him’ face.“I know he is…” “Vero?” Valerie calls from the living room. Crap.I sigh and back away from Veronica. I’m unsure I can handle the silent treatment Valerie would dish me if she suspects anything fishy. “I'm coming,” Veronic