Morris Scott paced around his office, fuming angrily as he remembered his encounter with Rachel Reeves a week ago. He glanced up as Judith unbolted the door and walked in with a tray of pineapple juice, blended just the way he liked."What is it this time?" Judith placed the tray on the brown wooden table in front of him. She could see he was angry and he had an impatient expression on his face. "Are you still angry about how George's wife talked to you?""She is so annoying, I can't stand her staying here any longer" Morris barked, his jaw clenching hard. The biggest mistake he made was being so desperate and allowing George to take advantage of him and pick Rachel as his wife. He should have never agreed. Having her around made him remember her father in prison and it made his skin crawl. He should have found another way to fix the company's declining sales back then."But you were the one who agreed to it in the first place…" Judith remarked flatly, glaring at him. She was still tr

George stirred and opened his eyes, squinting slightly at the morning sunlight that brightened his room. His eyes adjusted after a few seconds and he realized Rachel was sleeping on her side, laying very close to him, his muscular arms draped around her slender waist. Memories from the previous night filled his mind. Lots of kissing, touching and tasting. The thought of him being between her legs, pounding into her repeatedly made his dick twitch to life. He wanted that again. Thankfully, he had taken a five days break from work starting today so they could spend some time together. Very wise decision! He smirked. Turning around to fully face 'sleeping' Rachel, he fixed his gaze on her beautiful lips and trailed his eyes down her shoulders and over to her breasts. The blanket around her was covering just above her nipples, leaving the swell of her breasts on full display. He wanted to see her nipples again and touch them, so he pulled the blanket all the way down to her waist, and he

Rachel opened up the package she had ordered. With scissors, she ripped apart the tape that sealed the new painting tools she had bought the previous day. She had recently grown a desire for watercolor painting and wanted to give it a try. A thought from the previous day flashed through her mind and she shook her head, laughing. It was George…. He had ranted about the fact that she hardly bought anything for herself. "What's the point of having so much money if it can't be spent?" He had frowned at her, like she was crazy. "Don't you need new clothes, shoes, bags…you know, all those 'women' stuff?" "I don't need those things yet, really" Rachel had replied "Besides, I'm not the one with so much money, it's you th—" "So what are you waiting for? Spend my money if you need anything important. You can always ask me for my Debit card whenever you want." Rachel had stared, wide-eyed, at him and remained silent. He wanted her to spend his money? It felt weird, maybe it was because she h

"Are you sure you want to see him?" Rachel asked, glancing at George as he placed his hands on the steering wheel, getting ready for their short trip to the prison where her father stayed."Of course, I am." George turned to look at her. "I'm actually expecting you to scold me for just doing this now. This is something I should have done a long time ago, since we got married. We've been together for almost five months and I have never set my eyes on your father. It doesn't make any sense. Don't try to talk me out of it, I'm going there today"Rachel sighed "I'm not talking you out of it. I understand. I am just wondering if you'll feel comfortable seeing him since it's been a whole five years since you last saw him. But it's alright, let's get going"George turned on the ignition and drove out. Rachel chatted about other things but he was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't comment much."Are you nervous?" Rachel's voice broke through his thoughts making him look at her for a s

Spring, 1999Judith paced around her small room, bringing her hands up to rest on her belly. Why was it taking so long for Morris to come and visit her? Had he finally abandoned her? It had been seven years since he married Patricia and she was still here waiting for him to fulfill his promise to her. He told her he would marry her, she was the one he really wanted by his side, not Patricia. Ugh!! That woman made her skin crawl. Who was she to think she could have everything she wanted? Patricia had everything any woman could dream of, she had everything Judith wanted. Her parents were extra rich, like the kind of wealth only a few could dream of. And not just that, they had willed a multimillion dollar company over to her from one of their many companies. And to top it all, Patricia was married to the man to the man she loved….The only problem here was that Morris didn't love Patricia, he loved her and that was the only power she held over her boss, Patricia. Yes!! She used to work