Mr. Blackwood, ever the gentleman, followed a few steps behind Anna, his eyes taking in the way her brown hair cascaded down her back like a chocolate waterfall, catching the light with subtle auburn highlights.They had come to one of the biggest Boutiques in the city. Mr. Blackwood wanted to get her new clothes as her old ones had been burned in the fire. For the past week, she had been wearing his shirts to stay at home and even though she looked beautiful in anything, he wanted to watch her in her feminine energy; he would rather see her in a sexy gown than a baggy top and jeans.They had already made two picks, but Mr. Blackwood was not impressed. As they walked through the cloth racks, suddenly, her steps faltered. She stood before a rack of shimmering gowns, a deep emerald green catching her eye, it was just the same color as her pretty eyes.The gown flowed like liquid silk, stepping closer with excitement in her eyes, her fingers traced the delicate design embedded on it, a l
The rest of the day had been silent between Maxwell and Anna; Linda’s appearance posed a threat to whatever future they were looking forward to, but Maxwell had assured her that it was nothing to worry about.Night came, and unlike the previous days since she moved in with him, Maxwell didn’t come into the bedroom at bedtime. Anna losing her patience went downstairs to get him herself, she was surprised to see him lying on the couch. Since when does he sleep on the couch?“Max?” Anna called softly.He looked up, surprised to see her there. “Hey, you are still up?”“Yeah, I was waiting for you. Are you not coming up to bed?” she asked, furrowing her eyebrows in curiosity.“Oh… Um… Yeah, I will be there shortly,” he replied.“Alright, I am scared to be up there alone, so I will wait for you.”Seeing that she was persuasive, MB sighed and stood up. “Fine, let's go up then.” He chuckled.Anna’s face lit up with a smile as she took his hand, she was already dressed in her night robe, weari
Sunlight came in through the windows, exposing the dust motes dancing in the air. In his clean Grey suit, Mr. Blackwood stood in the living room looking ready for office. Anna, wearing a loose sundress, fiddled with the last button on his sleeve. For a moment, she didn't smile but pouted instead."Do you have to go already?" She whined, and her voice was both silly and full of longing. "I am going to be so lonely here without you.”Mr. Blackwood chuckled, turning to face her, his eyes warm. He captured her hand in his, his thumb gently stroking her knuckles. "Just a small problem at the office, sweetheart. I promise, I'll be back before you even know it."He leaned in, and their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss. Anna couldn't help but smile as they pulled away, out of breath and a little sad, she knew it would be selfish asking him to stay behind.She teased him while fixing his tie, "Okay, Mr. CEO. Go save the day from whatever financial monster is lurking about." She smiled.He l
Mr. Blackwood's gaze was glued to the endless ribbon of asphalt as his car glided through the gates of the Forbes Mansion. Thirteen years. It had been thirteen long years since he last set foot on this opulent estate, a monument to old money carved into the heart of Las Vegas.He remembered the imposing iron gates, now adorned with gleaming biometric scanners that whirred to life and let them pass without a fuss. But he didn't need fancy technology to recognize or enter his childhood home.Even from afar, the mansion held a powerful presence. Nestled amidst sprawling lawns dotted with ancient oaks, it loomed like a grand old king, its white facade gleaming under the desert sun.Tall, arched windows peeked out from ivy-covered walls, whispering secrets of past parties and laughter. The driveway stretched on for what felt like an eternity, each twist and turn etched into his memory with the vibrant colors of childhood summers.Tall pines, silent sentinels, lined the path, their scent fi
The busy city air was very different from the quiet comfort of Mr. Blackwood's home, where Annabel had been spending the last few weeks. She missed the familiar buzz of the publishing house, and the clatter of keyboards. Although he didn’t approve of it, Anna decided to show up at the office today. She was the CEO and didn’t necessarily need to show up but she still had friends there, Alia and co; her new position would not rob her of that.Annabel had come out with one of Maxwell’s cars, it was his least expensive car and she had also not mentioned it to him. Of course the servants had no problem with her taking it, but Anna knew they must have informed him. Too bad she had turned off her phone, so he wouldn’t be able to reach her on time, she would be at the office before he could do anything about it.As she arrived in front of the publishing house, Anna pulled the car over by the roadside. She came down and walked to the back door with her back to the main road, she opened the bac
Anna’s concentration was interrupted by a knock on the door, that was when it called to her attention the time. It was past 6pm already, she needed to be on her way back from the office. With a little sigh, she closed the computer screen and stood up.“Who is there?” she muttered, wondering if she had really heard a knock or it was her ears deceiving her.There was no response and so she had to go check for herself. Annabel walked down to the door and slowly opened it. She looked from the left side of the hallway to the right but there was no one there, it was silent like a graveyard. Anna was confused, she was quite sure she had heard the doorbell ring.Ready to step back inside and round things up for the day, her eyes caught something of interest. There was a package at the foot of the door and an envelope beside it. Her heart skipped and she looked around again to be sure.“Hello? Anyone there?” she muttered, but no response came from the empty hallway.Annabel first picked up the
“Marshall, I am sorry if I…”“No! No!!, it is fine, I was just… never mind, I will tell you.” he smiled.Now Jennifer was curious. What was it about his mom that had him so stressed? Why had she never met his mom? Was she late?“My mother was very young when she got married to my father, their marriage was never going to happen if she didn’t get pregnant with me, it was supposed to be just fun between a boy and a girl. She was from a respectful home, so to avoid having her character questioned, she had to get married to my father.”“Oh,” Jenny mouthed, not exactly how she expected this story to start.“I know, pitiful. A marriage brought to be by lust, there was no love and they both knew it. Somehow, they managed to stay together for twelve years, at that point it felt like they were bound for life now; you would say they had no more reason to separate after being together for so long. But that would be wrong, because just before my twelfth birthday, mom eloped with another guy. They
“So… Do you like stay alone?” she asked as he opened the door to his bedroom for her to walk in.“Yes, my father lives in the heart of the city. I on the other hand prefer the isolated quiet neighborhood,” he chuckled.She huffed and went in, taking a quick glance towards his bed. “Hmm,” she muttered, once again impressed. She never heard brothers but she thought keeping things in order was alien to boys.“There is the wardrobe, pick anything you like.” He offered as he stood behind.“Okay.” she smiled, walking slowly to the shelf.Jennifer searched through his closet and she soon found a matching hoodie and pants. “This? Hope you don’t mind?” she asked and turned to face him, holding up the clothes.“Of course not, you are free to pick anyone you like.” He replied with a warm smile.“Okay then,” Jenny uttered and walked to the bed. She tossed the clothes on the bed and began to take off her gown by slowly unhooking the arm.Marshall turned his back to her immediately and she huffed.