Silence fell between the two of us after I asked him that. I chuckled and walked closer to the camera to make sure that he could see me. "I'll double the ten million dollars that I transferred to your account if you make me cum just by watching you fuck yourself, Rory." Instead of saying yes to the challenge that I raise to him. The prick responded with another challenge for me. Also, twenty million dollars just for this? Where the hell has he been all my life? I would have immediately moved out of the slums if only our fate crossed sooner as a high-end stripper and him a good customer of mine. "You better transfer that other ten million dollars in my account right now," I told him. My eyes roam around and when I find what I need to start my private show for him. Not minding its weight. I dragged the chair right into the corner where his CCTV camera was installed. The lid of my eyes shut on their own as I press his vibrating dildo against my nipples that is already hard and aching
Carefully walking towards the kitchen I am afraid for my presence to be known by Kairos' maid. I only plan to sneak in. Grab anything that I can eat and drink from the refrigerator and go back to the master bedroom. It was a relief when I saw no trace of her in the kitchen and so I let my guard down thinking that she could be asleep or resting somewhere. My eyes feast on different options of freshly made juices in a glass bottle but for a snack. I couldn't find anything to my liking and so I ended up settling with the mango juice that I found. "Oh fuck!" I cursed out loud. All of a sudden she was standing next to me and her face that was filled with curiosity welcomed me after I closed the door. The bottle of mango juice slipped from my hand and now there is a big mess of it and its glass is scattered all over the floor. "I am sorry... you spooked me!" I told her, not knowing whether I would explain to her first or crouch to pick up the big chunks of glasses or probably do it both a
"Alright. I will leave it to you and the personal chef to curate a meal plan for the master. If he one day asks me why I never make his meal. I'd point my finger at you," I said to her with a dripping sarcasm in my voice. I took a step back and was about to walk out from the kitchen when the corner of my eyes caught a woman probably in her early fifties standing near the arched door that connects the kitchen to the living room.Seeing that Himalayan Birkin on her hand and the full set of Bvlgari's Serpenti necklace and bracelet on her neck and wrist. I need no guide nor someone else to tell me who is she. I know that she'll be at the rehearsal dinner tomorrow but I didn't expect her to show up at this time of the day nor did her son because Kairos knows that she is coming. He would tell me, or at least that's what I thought. "Rory," she said, it's probably her form of greeting me after she recovered from the shock of seeing me being a bitch to this one woman to whom she entrusted her
His mother continued to tease us without even saying a word. The way she stares at me and Kairos is enough to bother her son and me. Kairos ends up making the fresh pasta that both Olga and I failed to make. I also got a new confirmation that he's bossing everyone around him and that includes his mother whom Kairos told to stay in the living room while he finishes cooking our dinner. I ended up helping him clean up the mess that we made. It is the last thing that I can do. Picking the empty shells of eggs on the counter. I saw him casually mixing the pasta that he tossed in its sauce. The sleeves of his dress shirt are now folded up to his elbow. Kairos removed his tie and unbuttoned the first two buttons before he started to cook and now he looks like a celebrity chef and numerous cameras are panning at every angle of him. "I wonder what's making your mouth water, Rory. If it's the pasta or me," he commented which made me playfully smirk at him. His pasta is making me hungry, but i
You'll be a grandma next month. Those six words echoed in my head even after they moved on with that topic. I forgot about that silly challenge between the two of us. I didn't know that Kairos did take that challenge seriously. I mentally shook my head and redeemed my composure. I glance at my shoulder where I have my implant. There is no need for me to panic because even if we fuck three times a day. There is no way he will get me pregnant and besides this deal will be done in three days. "Your Papa will be delighted to hear this news as well. Did you know that one of the reasons why he pushed you into having an arranged marriage is because he is scared that you might spend the rest of your life as a bachelor? You showed us no sign of wanting to settle down on your own so you really can't blame us, hijo." "I do have plans to get married, Mom. I do have plans to have a family of my own. You and Papa are just so excited about it. You can't stay still and you did all of this," he sai
I waited for a few seconds after I felt my make-up artist stop. Something about the silence that filled the room told me to open my eyes and when I did. I saw Kairos' reflection. He is all dressed up for the rehearsal and he has something on his hand that he is trying to hide from me. Kairos glanced at my glam team and then back to me. He told me to tell them to leave the two of us alone for a few seconds and so I did. When I looked at the make-up artist. She nodded her head at me before I could say something and then she left the eyeshadow palette as well as the eyeshadow brush on the table before she excused herself and the rest of her team. "What brought you here?" I asked him. I took a blush and started to put some on the apple of my cheeks. My eyes slowly drifted into his direction as he remained silent, only eyeing me with a meaningful smirk on his lips. "If you wish to add a bar on your scoreboard. I am sorry to break it up to you but we only have thirty minutes before our f
"Ms. Rory, your family just arrived," said the event's organizer. Hearing that snapped me back in reality. It put me back in the spot where I belong and cut off my fantasy that Kairos would realize that the reason why he finds me so different from the old Rory was because we are two different people but that would never cross his mind. "I will see you later," I told him with a smile on my lips. Kairos nodded his head. Moving around to find myself that comfortable spot. My world fell in slow motion after Kairos kissed me on my cheek and a peck on my lips, "Alright, laters, baby," he whispered when he pulled away. My heart dropped to my stomach after I saw Rory's mother standing near the door, watching it happen. She saw all of it happen. Kairos slightly lifted the corner of his lips to acknowledge her presence before he walked past her and Diana Spencer did the same thing. She closed the door afterwards leaving me and her inside. "Please, don't put me in a bad mood. If I am... the re
Confusion slowly fills his eyes as Kairos stares at Mr. Suarez. He tried to decipher the look that he was giving me as if Kairos felt uncomfortable by the way the old man was staring at me. He pulled me closer to him, marking his territory. "Of course, he would look familiar to you, Mr. Suarez. Rory is the face of her clothing brand and she does model too. She models for their company too," Kairos said to help the old man remember where he could have seen me but by the way, he was staring at me. Mr. Suarez knows why I look familiar, Isla from the strip club is the one he clearly remembers upon seeing me and not Rory Spencer; the wealthy only daughter and one of the heiress of the great Spencer clan. I looked at the old man faking my confusion, acting as if I don't have an idea what is it that he is trying to say when I do know, acting as if it's my first time seeing him when I can clearly remember him. How can I? He was a one-time client and yet he is a big tipper I spent a few night