It happened a long time ago, I have no clue how long ago the events of my birth took place, I would not find out until a time when I thought it was all mythical bullshit. It rocked my world learning my true identity, I refused to believe it for a long time. Did not want to acknowledge that the realm of gods, and mythical monsters were even real.
I will admit I have had nightmares for years. Did everything I can to suppress them. I had no idea where these images of castles, thunderbolts, gods in human form, and flying beasts came from.What even scared me shitless was as a child, I would feel this power swelling inside of me, the birthmark on the back of my neck I have that symbolizes a black pitchfork would itch, once it glowed and I got the feeling of something or someone watching me, yet no one was ever around. I would see the shadowed image of a man in my dreams stretching his hand for me calling me “Thalia” I would shake my head, as a child and run away. His aura was very dark. He was devilishly handsome, and his eyes glowed at times like a blue flame was in them. It was not just him that I was once scared of it was also myself. I would feel a power trying to consume me, it felt embedded into my core like ancient magic trying to break free. I willed myself to suppress it. I did not want my family or my peers to see me as a freak. The only thing I could sum up with is that I had watched “Wrath of Titans” or “Percy Jackson” to fucking much. Yet, why did all feel so real every night?
I see would see images in my mind of beautiful people, two people, a man, and a woman dressed beautifully like royalty in a fairy tale smiling down with love. I would see a beautiful kingdom with giant horses, and people with golden armor riding some horses, it was all so much mythical bullshit. However, when we are dreaming, our mind is a powerful thing and can create an amazing movie like fantasy dreams.
Seeing those lovely people would make my heart ache for some reason. Like usual, I would brush off that emotional shit, I would refocus myself. It was just a dream. I do not need to be thinking anything about my real family who probably never gave a shit about me. I have the love of my family that raised me and that’s all the love I will ever need.
That is right, I am adopted. I was adopted as a baby. No one knew where I came from, it was said that I was found out in the woods, that a young woman claims she found me and alerted authorities. Since then, no one has seen her since. So, that is me, Velaria Connors, abandoned in the woods to be torn apart by animals because my real family would rather leave me as bear chow than raise me. My saving grace is my amazing and loving family, who adopted me right away, I believe they saw the headline of a mysterious baby being found in the newspaper. They said they took it as a sign they were waiting for.My parents are Melissa and Derrick Connors. They were unable to have children, praying for a sign and waiting to adopt a child. Growing up with them I lived in Canton Ohio. Over the years, our family grew, and the heavens decided to bless them with two more children after they spared my life from being in the woods. I have a younger brother named Tyson, and a younger sister name Amara. We grew up in a close-knit family. My mother is a math teacher, she taught me to love math and technology. My father is an Ophthalmologist in Akron, Ohio. He owned his own business so; he could choose what days he wanted to work. This way he could also be involved with us as a family.
I loved growing up in Canton, it is a wonderful place to live. I never felt rejected or alone with my family. However, I knew from early on that the small town would not hold me. I was advanced in intellect, I was ambitious, and I wanted to conquer the world in form of speaking. I graduated two years ahead of my peers very easily. To my parent's heartbreak, when I was offered any college scholarship I want, I chose one at Princeton University for Engineering and Communications. I soon excelled in that head of my peers at school. Got 2 bachelor’s degrees and then, quickly succeed at obtaining 2 master’s degrees in Business administration and Communications Technology. Many of those spoiled rich little bitches hated me in college, I did not give a shit. I was not going to achieve my goals by bowing to lesser beings, and 5th avenue billionaire brats. I knew a lot were jealous of me, my teachers were calling me a certified genius next to Einstein. I reveled in the praise, and those bitches discomfort. Though, their boyfriends love to flock to me. No doubt they could see beauty and brains that do not have to whine for daddy’s money like a whore.I am not ashamed or shy to admit that I am sexy as fuck, height 5’8, curvy athletic build, long wavy dark hair with piercing blue eyes. I have been referred to as “looks like a Greece goddess”. All the guys wanted me no matter in high school or college, or even now.
After graduating from Princeton, to further my parent's sadness, I shifted to the big apple. Yes, New York City. This is where the action-filled life is. I was scared in the beginning, a young girl from a small Ohio town with multiple degrees from ivy schools. Sure, I knew that I had good luck getting a job however, this is NYC, the land where those spoiled little bitches were born. Any of their daddies could be my employer, and they could make my life hell. I could have been fucked in a bad way. I was fortunate, the business that took me on was owned by an elder gentleman looking to retire soon. I showed my worth in work not, just education. Within 3 years, he retired, and I found myself appointed as his successor. I took that company and turned it into the national icon it is, I hyphened my name with it to show my partnership with him so his name would live on “Hyde-Connor Comm” under my leadership took the world by storm, and I finally felt like I was conquering the world.I have heard that old cliché “pride comes before the fall” I guess that proved to be more true than I would have thought possible. I never wanted the “soul-mate, happily ever after jargon” I love who I was, loved being me, loved knowing I could get any man I wanted. I never wanted to settle down, work was my first love, and guys were just sexual releases every night. So why did the universe curse me with what some bullshit called “Mate!”
Dream.I have no idea where I am right now. This feels like a far-off land, in a different dimension. I have had not had a dream like this since I was child. I guess it is back to the realm of fairy tales and make believe in my subconscious imagination. This feels different though, it still feels real yet, this is a completely different place. I walk around until I hear the sound of footsteps and voices of people coming. I hide behind a pilar, I have no idea of I would even be seen but it would be too awkward if I was caught. “Brother Zeus, may I have a moment” “Of course, brother, why have you come from the depths of darkness to see me?” “I had something alarming happen, I felt the grounds of Tartarus shaking, suddenly a secondary throne formed from the ashen rock in the wall, with the branding of my pitchfork” The man stopped talking so I peaked around to see the duo, and I was shocked. That man speaking was the same darkly dangerous man who was calling to me as a child. I dare
I finish my shower, walk back to my bedroom naked, letting the warm air of the New York summer weather dry my pale luscious skin. I try to shake off the anxiety from that dream. No use stressing about shit from movies. There is one thing that can help me shake off my stress however, it is a work morning, and I do not have time to get properly fucked before work. If I had a nice sexy man with a good dick in my bed, that would calm everything down. I have never had that happen. I do not bring men into my bed, and I never stay over at their place. The last thing I need is them getting clinging and trying to become attached. I am young, hot as fuck, and loaded. Every man wants me, and the loser shits would want my money. No thank you. Love is just a silly notion in sappy movies. I have to damn much to live for, and too damn much work to do falling for that shit. I dress in a gray form fitting dress that is sleeveless, with a button my front plus collar from Dior, pair them with high hee
The day finally ends, I can mentally tell everyone to fuck off. I collect all of my possessions. I walk out of my office door to request my assistant to call the valet however, I get to her desk and that bitch has already left for the day. She is supposed to leave when I head home. This annoys me, I call myself and request the valet to pull my car around.I exit the office and take the VIP elevator down to the lobby of my building. I am happy to see my car waiting for me. I thank the valet attendant, tip him fifty bucks and begin my drive back to my apartment. On the way home I notice my mother is calling me.“Hey mom, how are you?” I speak sweetly to her. If she saw my New York attitude, she would be scolding me and trying to drag me home to Ohio saying that she did not raise me to be a rude asshole.“Velaria, how are you doing honey, we have not heard from you all week?” I smile, my mother is wonderful, and even though I live so far, and am highly successful, she still worries“I
The day finally ends, I can mentally tell everyone to fuck off. I collect all of my possessions. I walk out of my office door to request my assistant to call the valet however, I get to her desk and that bitch has already left for the day. She is supposed to leave when I head home. This annoys me, I call myself and request the valet to pull my car around.I exit the office and take the VIP elevator down to the lobby of my building. I am happy to see my car waiting for me. I thank the valet attendant, tip him fifty bucks and begin my drive back to my apartment. On the way home I notice my mother is calling me.“Hey mom, how are you?” I speak sweetly to her. If she saw my New York attitude, she would be scolding me and trying to drag me home to Ohio saying that she did not raise me to be a rude asshole.“Velaria, how are you doing honey, we have not heard from you all week?” I smile, my mother is wonderful, and even though I live so far, and am highly successful, she still worries“I
Some time later, I am done with my bath. I smell like my favorite scent of honey and Shae butter. I dress in St. Laurent mini dress that is sleeveless and has deep dip in the front. Showing my breasts nicely. I hope I can find a good dick to sink into. I hear my intercom buzz, and my doorman tells me Tiffany is waiting for me. Show time! I think to myself as I head down to the lobby. We see each other for the first time in months and we squeal like annoying little girls as we embrace. “Damn bitch! You look fucking hot; damn I want to fuck you!” she jokes. I smack her arm lightly and give her a small kiss. We have never crossed that line. I know she is bi, and I am not against experimenting. I think it would make the relationship awkward if it went wrong so, I think tonight I will just fuck other people than her. We walk to the club and as we enter, I feel some heightened sixth sense, like I am being watched. I try to shake off the feeling yet, it does not leave me. I hear words
As we walk, for some reason, I feel eyes on me? It is making it difficult to concentrate on the sexy beast I am with. I feel like its gaze is following me, and I hope to whatever god is there that it is not the psycho from earlier tonight. God knows what could have happened to me or where he was leading me! Also, how in the fuck did he plant those salacious thoughts in my head? It felt like my body was letting him have free will, and I do not fucking know him.I push the thoughts, and the creepy feeling aside and moan as the man uses his hand to slightly caress my leg.We walk through the lobby and the minute we get into the elevator; we attack each other with desire. I a weird noise from him like a growl but, I can care less, I want him so much. A part of me is screaming his name, it wants him and no one else, it does not want to let go. I push the weird feeling aside and concentrate on this sexy beast in front of me. I feel him take control, he pins my hands above my head, I feel h
Arrived in my office, not realizing how late I was. The time was eleven thirty in the morning. Yeah, that is right, I was so fucking late. I am never this late. I groaned to myself and walked towards my destination ignoring everyone. I was so pissed off, sure that sex was mind blowing but, I have never spooned, done that romantic shit and now I was paying the price for it this morning. I take a deep breath as I sit down, focusing on having a good day. I click on my two laptops and search my schedule for events happening today. My calendar shows that I have a benefit dinner tonight for some charity my company sponsors. This was set up prior to my election as owner, I love the old so much, he felt like an uncle to me so, I never cancelled it. I know it is a benefit that is personal to him. His son, he told me had been lost to drugs and suicide. I attend the benefit, also knowing I could find a good man to wet my whistle. I smile as I think about that hottie last night. I then push it
The next morning, I awake to my alarm ringing off and Alexa reminding me that I have an important business meeting with a company from Tokay. Shit! I scurry At least the benefit was fun, however, the man in the hotel bed for reason wasn’t satisfying since my encounter at the club and the man who I left in my bed. It is like my body did not want to cooperate with me. My life seems to be twisting, suddenly, the powerful aura that I suppressed as a kid, is starting to try and rear its ugly head again. I will it to stop and try to push it down yet, it is not going quietly this time.Ever since I met that dark brooding stranger, I have been feeling that aura around me, this power swelling inside of me has been slowly clawing toward the surface, attempting to break free. I order it to stop, I order it to disappear. I feel a sense of pain from its presence, and I feel it becoming angry. Accusing me of abusing it. This is nonsense, no one in the real world is has the power, my mind is snapp