The blaring of the alarm clock pulled Cookie out of her peaceful slumber, just as bright rays of sunlight began streaming into the room through the open window. She groaned deeply, turning to her side and wanting to return to bed but as though she’d just recalled all that happened the previous night, she shot up to a sitting position, quickly grabbing the sheets to cover up her nakedness. She glanced around the room and even felt the other end of the queen-sized bed but it was cold. Her shoulders slumped in disappointment. She considered the possibility of it being a dream or even a work of her imagination but when her eyes fell to her wrists and she saw the markings from how tight Jamie's belt had been on her skin, she knew it wasn’t a dream. The hot-as-sin man had truly stormed into her room and given her the best orgasms of her life right after spanking her for being a brat. Her body shuddered and her pussy clenched just from thinking about it and a smile spread to her lips. She

“Hello, Uncle,” Jamie greeted Arthur but the man’s response was devoid of all pleasantries and formalities.“Have you reached a final decision?” Arthur's cold voice sailed into his ears causing a ball of anxiety to roll through him and settle into his guts.About two weeks ago, Arthur had called again to ask him to attend his adopted father's funeral in London but like before, Jamie had vehemently refused until his uncle informed him that Edward had left a last message for him on his death bed and the only way he’d reveal it was if Jamie was in attendance of the funeral as it directly affected him.“My decision remains unchanged, uncle Arthur,”Silence ensued a bit but when Arthur spoke again, it was with a bitter tone filled with disappointment and resentment that it had Jamie’s heart squeezing painfully. “Edward would be rolling in his grave from this single act of disobedience and disregard for his person,”Jamie opened his mouth to speak but the line went dead. His chest tightene

“Oh my God, this is screaming of luxury. I feel like a princess!” Cookie exclaimed as she glanced out the window of the private jet with a bright smile on her face. Jamie chuckled fondly, resting against his seat with his arms resting on the armrest while he bit down the urge to tell her that she was a princess, his princess. “This is so cool, and it’s even more exciting that we’re heading to London. I’m crossing a lot of firsts out of my list today, and I’m going to enjoy every bit of this impromptu trip,” Cookie babbled on excitedly, while Jamie closed his eyes, his thoughts running through his decision on this unplanned trip. The previous night when he’d casually asked Cookie to accompany him to London, he hadn’t specified what the trip was for, nor did he tell her the truth. To her, it was a vacation but little did she know, it was him revisiting his ugly past just to pay his last respect to the only man that had been a father figure in his life. The trip had been so sudden that

Gasps of surprise and shock filled the room on hearing the lawyer’s words. All eyes were trained on Jamie. Even Jamie himself couldn’t believe what he’d just heard.“Impossible!” Grace spat out, jumping to her feet. Without hesitation, she marched towards the lawyer and yanked the document from his hold before proceeding to read it. “No,” she shook her head, tearing the paper apart and tossing it to the ground. More gasps filled the room. Their eyes were no longer on Jamie but were all fixed on Grace.“Grace…” Arthur started but she cut him off even before he could speak.“Shut up,”“Mother…” Robert called, in a bid to pacify her but she was beyond being pacified, as anger and resentment burned in her bloodstream. “Don’t you dare!” she yelled at him and quickly turned to face Arthur. “I know this is your hand work, you ingrate. After all my husband and I did for you, you decided to pay me back this way?”More gasps filled the room, as whispers and murmurs began flying around but Grac

Cookie ran out into the hallway, looking for an empty room where she could hide away from Jamie and every other person that might have seen her. All she wanted was to be alone with her feelings. With the tears blurring her vision, she ran farther into the hallway, testing the handles of all the doors until she finally found one that was open. Quickly, she pulled it open and got in but the moment she tried shutting it, a hand grabbed onto the edge of the door, forcing her to keep it open. A gasp flew out of her lips as the door was shoved open, and she saw Jamie standing there with a remorseful expression etched on his face.Her glossy pink lips paused into a mean line, as her glassy eyes met with his soft ocean blues. But that was her mistake. She shouldn’t have stared into his eyes. They made her weak in the knees and she suddenly felt her legs weakening as though she would crash to the floor the next minute but she struggled to remain on her feet, as she shut her eyes just so she co