All Chapters of The Raging Storm: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

StormieI get home after a long day at work, we had someone trust us with the restoration of an old portrait of their ancestors, I appraised it and began working on it after giving an estimated time of restoration and they prepaid a large sum in advance to get it done.I ensured I locked in my vault upstairs with my other personal work because I can not take any risk of it being damaged or worse lost, not to say we’ve ever had anything like that happen to us but you just never know, an ounce of prevention is better than a pound of cure.I just want to get inside, have a warm bath, eat and get to bed, I’ve got to be up early in the morning to catch the best lighting in the room for the more faded areas, natural light is the best to work with.I open the door and Dastan is yelling while Abby is in tears and Myra is looking distraught standing in the corner and I stop for a moment, Abby turns to look at me with tears in her eyes then Dastan turns to face me.Good, you’re here right on ti

I’m not quite sure what Myra thought she saw, I was simply doing a favour for a friend by reviewing.Can you show me the design?No I’m afraid I can not it’s confidential and Myra should not have been spying on my computer in the first place. She hides behind Dastan as though shielding herself from some sort of perpetrator, how pathetic.It’s not like I’m going to share it with anyone StormieYour company makes jewellery right?Yes, we doWhat if you steal my friends design and she sues me?I would never do something like that to you Stormie, do you think so lowly of me.It’s a new trend I’m afraid, I do hope it fizzles out quickly though, for your sake. I pack my things up and head upstairs to my room, I sit with my back resting on the head board and get back to my designing, when I’m done I pack my laptop, take my thump drive out and put it in my purse.I never store my designs on my computers, they’re always on my thump drive, now the calamity would be me losing my bag with the thu

What the actual fk Myra! What are you doing here?What kind of question is that Dassy, I’m here to please youI look past her praying to God that Stormie doesn’t come into this bedroom right now you need to leave before Stormie comes and catches us and get’s the wrong idea.Oh come on Dassy, she’s downstairs with Daisy making muffins or whatever, we have time for a quickie she says coyly while walking over to me, she naked and even though I don’t mean to I look at her body as she approaches.I break out of the spell when I feel her grab my dick once again and was about to get on her knees, I pull away quickly and move past her grabbing my towel and throw one at her. I rationalize my thoughts and clear my head, if I shout Stormie would hear and probably come to investigate, I’m already on ice with her.Myra, I know you’re not this kind of person and you probably think it’s okay or normal for you to do these things because of what you went through but please, don’t ever do this again, i

She doesn’t even acknowledge my presence, I choose peace and head up to our room to have a shower, once I’m done I return downstairs, Stormie is sitting in the living room and working on her computer, I fix myself a drink in the kitchen and walk over to the living area and sit on the couch on the opposite side of her, her hair is pulled up into a messy bun and she’s very engrossed in what she’s doing, she still has not acknowledged me.What are you working on?*vrr vrr vrr* hello? Oh hello there Javier, no I’m not busy right now, what’s up? She get’s up from the couch and leaves the room, walking to the back porch carrying her laptop with her, who the fk is Javier and why can’t she speak to him in my presence?I was about to follow after her when I notice Myra sitting on the stairs, where’s Daisy? She’s asleep, okay and how are you feeling? I’m kinda hungry if I’m honest, okay how about I order you something to eat?Can’t you just make Stormie make me some soup or porridge?I’m a bit

Jazz and I spend the night cooking, sipping wine and laughing before we retire to bed, she goes to her room and I go to mine, I ensure I set my alarm, from my condo the gallery is walking distance so I don’t need to wake up as early as I would need to at the mansion.After I plop down into bed and finally glance at my phone I see I have Four missed calls, more than Twenty messages and Three voice notes from Dastan, his mother and grand mother, which means they know I’ve left the mansion.I throw the phone onto the other side of the bed and roll over, I’ll give his mom and grandma a call tomorrow, for now I need to rest and let my body regenerate and I can think with a clearer mind tomorrow.DastanWhere the hell is she and why isn’t she answering my calls?! She’s even turned her location offMaybe she went to a hotel or at one of her friends placeFriends? I’ve never heard of Stormie talk about having friendsAre you mad, of course she has friends, well continuing this conversation is