Ethan:After the night I had spent at Crystal's place, I had been nothing short of restless and angry with myself.We'd not had sex but we had done other intimate, sexually charged activities that had left her begging for my cock. I had bolted out of her house when things started to become more intense , giving her a flimsy excuse that I had a meeting.It had literally been 8pm.It wasn't that I didn't want to have sex with her, it was that I simply couldn't. I had depraved tastes that I didn't think was a good idea to introduce her to. She'd just gotten out of a divorce, there was no reason to show her another world she wasn't probably ready for–at least that was what I was telling myself.Since then I had spoken to her only once which was the day Kimberly had come running to me.I had been so joyful when I had opened my door five days ago and Kimberly was standing there looking at me with those eyes she used to stare at me with- helplessly–but I had also been resentful of her since
Kimberly: I stormed into my uncle's office, my heart pounding with a volatile mixture of rage and trepidation. This was it—the moment I had both dreaded and anticipated. No more games, no more deception. I was here to take back what was rightfully mine.Greyson looked up from his desk, his reptilian eyes narrowing as they took in my disheveled appearance. A slow, insidious smile spread across his thin lips—the smile of a predator who had caught the scent of prey."Well, well, if it isn't my darling niece," he crooned, leaning back in his chair with an air of nonchalant arrogance. "To what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?"I clenched my fists, anchoring myself in the burning anger that had propelled me here. "You know exactly why I'm here," I spat through gritted teeth. "I want my company back."A sinister chuckle slithered from his throat as he regarded me with patent amusement. "Is that what you think?" He rose from his seat in one fluid motion and rounded the desk, circling me li
Ethan:My heart pounded as I raced down the hallway towards Greyson's office, dread coiling like a serpent in the pit of my stomach. When I got the call that Kimberly had shown up here alone, every instinct warned me that she was in grave danger. That twisted bastard was capable of anything.As I neared the door, a commotion reached my ears—the sickening crack of glass followed by a muffled thud. Adrenaline spiked through my veins as I pictured the worst, my strides lengthening with urgency.I didn't bother knocking.Planting my feet, I drove my shoulder squarely into the door, the lock buckling under the force of my entry. My eyes instantly found Kimberly, huddled on the floor beside the shattered window, shards of glass glittering in her hair like fragmented diamonds. But she was alive.Relief washed over me in a dizzying wave, only to be consumed by a scorching blaze of fury as I took in the crumpled form of Greyson lying in a heap several feet away. The depraved look of malicious
Ethan:After we broke apart from the intense kiss, I gently sat her down on the plush couch in my penthouse's living room. I knelt before her, taking her soft hands in mine. Her amber eyes were wide with a swirl of emotions - fear, relief, love. I stroked her knuckles soothingly with my thumb."Kimberly, you have to promise me you'll never take such an insane risk again," I said, my voice low but intense. "When I got the call that you were at Greyson's alone...I've never been more terrified."She opened her mouth, likely to protest, but I placed a finger over her lips to silence her. "No, let me finish. That deranged bastard already tried to have you killed once. I won't let him or anyone else endanger your life again. You mean..." I swallowed hard, struggling against the lump of emotion in my throat. "You mean everything to me, Kim. I can't lose you. I've lost way too much in this world. I won't lose you too." Her eyes shone with unshed tears as she nodded slowly in understanding.
Kimberly:I paced anxiously around my bedroom, my mind consumed with worry for my friend Vanessa. Ever since my harrowing ordeal with that monster Mary, I had been desperate to track her down and ensure her safety. The thought of her being caught up in my uncle Greyson's web of deceit filled me with dread.Ethan had given me a new, secure phone to use, understanding the importance of keeping certain communications private. With trembling fingers, I dialed Vanessa's number, my heart pounding as it rang. Please pick up, please pick up, I silently pleaded."Hello?" her familiar voice crackled through the line.Relief washed over me. "Vanessa! Oh my god, I've been trying to reach you for days. Are you okay? Where are you?""Kim? Yeah, I'm fine, just staying low for a bit after everything that went down," she replied cryptically. "How are you holding up?""I'm hanging in there," I assured her, though the trauma still lingered like a dark cloud. "Listen, we need to meet up somewhere safe. I
Kimberly: This was what I had been yearning for, his strength, his possession, his dominance, my fingers tangling in his hair as I arched against him.a low growl left his lips as he stared down at the piece of cloth covering my breast like it was his biggest enemy.In a single motion, his hands came down on my clothes, ripping them off my body with a single tug.I gasped but it was unheard as Ethan slammed his lips to mine swallowing my moans, his hot mouth moving down and latching onto my breast. He sucks slowly, gently, using his tongue to swirl around my nipples, my nipples tighten in response all my muscles clench for more of it. Eyes lifting to mine, he grazes his bottom lip up my breasts to my collarbone.He suddenly steps away from me and runs his hand through his hair down to his face, looking like he is fighting for control.The excruciating chill I feel from the absence of his body makes me shudder.Take that off now,” he says, pointing to my now shredded dress. “And look
Kimberly:The first thing I became aware of was the delicious ache between my thighs, a reminder of the intensity of Ethan's lovemaking the night before. A sleepy smile curved my lips as my eyes fluttered open, seeking out the solid warmth of Ethan's body.Only...he wasn't there. Frowning slightly, I reached across the rumpled sheets, finding them cold as if he'd not slept on his side of the bed.That was odd. After last night, I had expected Ethan to be reluctant to let me out of his sight, let alone leave the bed before me.A faint murmur and rumble of voices from beyond the bedroom door caught my attention and I dragged myself out of bed. I Wrapped a silk robe around my little frame padded across the plush carpet and pulled open the door, intent on finding out what all the noise was about.As soon as I stepped out of the room and went downstairs, I was greeted by Ethan, talking to Tony with a pinched look.Wondering what was going on, I walked up to him…"Kim!" Ethan exclaimed, br
Kimberly:The fire coursing through my veins propelled me forward, my steps fueled by anger Ethan's words echoed like a war drum, urging me into a battle against Becca. I wasn't going to let her get away with this one. Storming out of the mansion, Ethan's security team began clearing a path through the swarming throngs of paparazzi and reporters. Their shouts and flashing cameras blurred into white noise as I ignored them and their disgusting privacy-invading questions.I was a woman possessed with anger and by the need to duck up Becca for her disgusting attempt to get back at me. With each pounding stride, my focus narrowed onto a single goal - confronting my uncle and his disgusting daughter.For what they'd done? I would go to any length to not only punish them but get back what belonged to me.By the time I reached Becca's home, I was practically vibrating with wrath. My car remained a distance behind.I pounded my fist against Becca's door with enough force to burst it open u