Christmas is better with family. And Duncan has given Crystal just that... Happy Holidays everybody, love, RARE
DUNCAN POVIt was after 10 pm when I padded to my bedroom barefooted, after putting the kids to sleep. The little energy balls were so handful, but after wrestling with them for quite some time, sleep finally claimed their souls and I was able to leave their bedrooms. I was happy. Matter of fact, ecstatic is the word for it.My evenings were no longer filled with the depressing thoughts of fighting like lions with one person I was supposed to laugh with. They were so buoyant, so full of life that I even forgot that at some point in life, I was just a miserable piece of crap looking for every excuse to stay out late and creep into the house in the middle of the night while everybody was out. I never knew thought, not even in my wildest dreams did it strike to me that I would one day be officially happy cohabiting with my Submissive who was slowly wounding her way beneath my hard exterior. But whatever it was, I was the happiest man alive.Opening the door of our bedroom, my eyes lan
DUNCAN POV“Bye Uncle-Daddy,” the little human squealed with delight charging to where I stood, and wrapping her arms around my legs before looking up at me. I abandoned the load I had in my hands onto the table, before squatting to her stumpy height and hugging her tightly,“Bye, Rose-Petals.” I groaned into her neck, wrenching a small giggle from her. Upon pulling off her clutches, ruffled her thick curls before tilting my head to the side, earning myself a big clumsy kiss on my cheek. Rosie let out yet another excited shriek before running off towards the elevator and standing next to the driver.“Bye Uncle-Daddy.” Aurora came repeating her sister’s movements, throwing herself at me before kissing my cheek just as clumsily. I found myself knocked down to the floor on my ass, her small arms wrapped tightly around my neck,“Bye Pumpkin.” I booped her nose and watched as she took off after Rose and stood next to her. John, their newly appointed chauffeur took both of their small hands
DUNCAN POVAlmost before I could fully settle in my office chair, my office telephone line rang from the right side of my desk, whisking all my attention to it. With a puff of breath, I picked up the telephone before punching the receive button on it,“Professor Duncan.” I was abrupt with my response, then waited to hear the other end of the line. What came next was shallow breathing, as if the caller was on a small pause after running a very long marathon.“Hello?” I called out once again, deep furrows forming on my forehead. Again, nothing! Just shallow breath and wheezes into my speaker. I removed the phone from my ear and stared at it for a heartbeat, then placed it on my ear again. “Who’s this?” By now, I was highly concerned. However, I didn’t even get to know what the hell was going on because the call was cut. People with no purpose in life always found ways to destroy ours. I slammed the phone back into its cradle before flipping my laptop open and powering it. My thoughts
CRYSTAL POVThe hallways were buzzing with students who just finished their papers when I exited the exam hall. Everyone was so buoyant about the paper we had written and honestly, I was feeling just as turbocharged. Just 3 more exams to go and I would be out of this dang place and ready to start my life.Not that there was anything to start; I mean, I had everything now didn’t I?But… I could speak to Duncan about his law firm in Houston and then we can…Get a grip, Crystal.“Crys!!!” Anna’s voice called out a good distance from my behind, making my small calculated, and unhurried movements to halt as I turned to look in the direction where her voice came from. It wasn’t so hard to spot her amidst the throng, because there she was. The only beautiful girl in the entire building who had men swooning all over her existence; but didn’t dare to approach her because Polyanne was just…Sigh… Let's not get into that.Her silky blond hair bounced on her shoulders as she came running to where
DUNCAN POVSociopaths are real, evil, and unscrupulous. And I am an idiot who thought that there might be a little bit of goodness in them.That’s how I summed up my situation with a burning itch of resignation. Seated in the doctor’s office, drowning in the bottomless sea of my own thoughts as I waited for students to just disperse the fuck off so I could get a chance to see Crystal, I knew I was an inch before injuring someone.One thing about Felicia was that she had to keep pushing. No matter how hard you scream at her to stop, she just had to continue pushing, until you snapped into millions of shards of recklessness and bypassed all rationality; doing something that will have regret staring in your face for the rest of your days.That was her. All of her.The door tore open and in came the doctor- whatever his name was. He stood frozen against the door when he saw me on my feet, pacing in a very unhurried pace in his office,“Is she awake?” That was the first thing that came tu
CRYSTAL POV About solid 4 hours and big fluid drums later, urban development blurred past the window as we whooshed down the city of Dallas. The loud noise of traffic, tires squealing and sirens filled the outside air, muffled by the small comfortable cubicle of European metal. For some weird reason, Domenico’s car wasn’t as complacent as Duncan’s. Maybe I was just too busy fangirling over zaddy that I was forgetting the real world outside of the little fantasy he had built for me, but really… I didn’t get the zinging ache that always bubbles within my veins when I was in his car. The interior smelled like burned leather and rainforest, not sandalwood, human skin, a faint stench of his cologne, and HIM. And those three were my favorite scents. And by human skin, I mean his skin. The speakers drummed softly as Harry Styles spilled out, covering the whole interior. Different from Duncan’s car which was always filled with blissful silence; the kind that had your mind wandering plac
DUNCAN POV The sound of silence inside my car was almost deafening. The perspiration drew lines down the windshield, cascading into the hood of the car.My hands were gripped on the steering wheel in a deathly grip, my left thumb caressing the buttons on the left side of the wheel. With an intense turmoil inside of me, I scrolled down the infotainment with the left button on my steering wheel, landing on France’s name, and then clicking on it. The line connected…“Hey…” her voice was groggy, as though the call had woken her up from deep slumber.“You’re sleeping?” It was a stupid question to ask, but I was compelled since the digital clock on my dashboard signaled it was only 10:30 into the night.“Yeah. Kind of exhausted. What’s up?” She said with a yawn. I nodded before tapping the steering wheel.“Where’s your sister?” The thought of her soured my mouth, but I had to pacify it so down. I couldn’t be angry, at least, not that kind of angry. Amidst people who didn’t want to grow u
CRYSTAL POVA very melodic sound, slow and unbothered slithered through the haze of my deepest slumber, slicing through the serene fog of my subconscious and gruesomely pulling me back to the cruel land of the living. The steady vibration of the phone creeping across the hardwood top of the bedside table was unmistakable despite how much I succumbed to sleep.“Make it stop.” A deep groan left my throat, causing my forehead to scrunch in confusion at how raspy and parched my voice sounded.Duncan was a fuckin’ beast. It was because of him that I screamed my throat dry. And now my voice was hoarse like one of an asthmatic donkey after it ran a marathon. A small smile crept onto my lips as I slowly ran my hand through the sheets, reaching for him. Sleep washed away like a blanket being yanked off my body as my hand came in contact with a cold, silk pillow; the side of his bed empty. My head erupted from my pillow as my eyes flew open; an annoyed groan leaving my throat when I realized