Cyn.
"Good morning Cyn." Alba said from the door smiling. I loved her, she reminded me so much of my mother.
"Good morning Alba," I said smiling back. " I have never slept so comfortably in my life." i said excitedly as I got off bed and walked over to draw the curtains of my window.
"It's such a beautiful morning Alba, I think I might go for a swim."
"Oooh no," Alba said stopping me
"Whats wrong?" I asked confused.
"You can't go swimming today."
"But why not Alba, it's a beautiful day."
"Because you have a gala to attend with Mr Cole. He is going to introduce you to the world as his wife."
"Oooh." i said with lack of a better word.
"So let's get you to look like a princess, shall we?" Alba said smiling as she took my arm.
After spending over four hours this morning getting myself ready for this gala, the nerves were starting to come in now. I looked different, so different I was having a hard time recognizing myself in the mirror I looked at my reflection in the mirror for the hundredth time as Alba fixed my hair.
“You look stunning Cyn, you look like a princess.” She said smiling.
“Thank you Alba.” I said smiling turning around to see the back of the dress. It was backless so I was wearing it braless. With my hair held up in a bun, it left room for my neck to shine.
“Ace said you should wear this tonight.” she said holding up diamond earrings and a matching necklace to my skin.
“I can’t possibly wear that.” I said looking at the pure diamonds in complete awe. “ they are so beautiful.” I said taking them from her hands. I have never held real diamonds in my hands before leave alone wear them.
“They are going to look so beautiful on you, they compliment your skin.” She was about to help me put them on when I saw a reflection of him in the mirror.
“Alba thank you, but I will take it from here.” Ace said taking the diamonds from her hands. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a red pocket handkerchief that matched my dress. The man could wear anything and look good as hell.
“You look lovely.”Ace said stepping behind me as soon as Alba left the room. I could feel his dick against my butt and his warm breath against my neck.
“I look more like Mrs. Ace Cole now don’t i?” I asked with a grin playfully moving a little bit to the side to show him how much skin I was showing. Even I had to admit I looked like those women from TV and magazines that I ridiculed so much
“Yes you do, but not as beautiful as the very first day I laid eyes on you, you were stunning.” He said touching my stomach caressing softly, and for the first time I saw a real glint of playfulness in his, "We have to come up with a more appealing story about how we met, don't you think Mrs Cole?" I had never seen this side before, he seemed to be having fun so I decided to play along for a little bit longer, he was also not wrong. We really could not tell people how we met, we needed a rom con type of meet cute, and I ad one in mind he just had to play along and follow my lead. .
“Do you remember, I was there with that prince,” I said touching his hand playfully with my ring finger.
“No, I was the prince, you were there alone standing by the water fountain almost all night. And I walked over to you and asked you, do you work here?” he said his grin getting bigger. His hands started going up until one was now firmly holding my breast and he leaned in closer to my neck and started kissing my neck and ear lobe.
“I said, do I look like I work here?” I said trying to keep a straight face ignoring the millions fireworks he was causing in my entire body. What was it about this man that attracted me to him? Maybe I was about to find out.
“And then I said you are too beautiful to be working here.” He said before he slowly lifted my dress and his hand was on my bare stomach. Before I knew it he had his finger inside me while kissing me profusely. I couldn’t hold myself anymore I leaned forward and held on to the mirror trying my best not to scream with pleasure. I was about to explode when he withdrew his fingers and kneeled down in front of me holding me up against the mirror and he started going down on me. I thought I had felt pleasure and torture at the same time but was different. He bit my clit giving me a little timeliness before he inserted a finger inside my opening while still playing with my clit. His other hand was pinching my nipple twisting it and he feeling felt like heaven.
“Don’t stop, am Cumming, am Cumming.” I yelled and on cue his motions fastened and I couldn’t take it anymore I finally came in his mouth and immediately shame overcame me. He stood up and removed his red pocket handkerchief and wiped his mouth smiling before he told me in the sexiest voice I had ever heard him use on me, “you have the sweetest cunt I have ever tasted.” And my heart melted in my stomach. “Now get yourself ready we are living in a few minutes.” And with that he left the room. And suddenly the Ace I knew, the cold man with no emotions was back. I quickly fixed my dress and hair in the mirror before picking up my bag and heading out to the voyeur where the limo was waiting for us. All I really wanted to do was crawl up back into my bed and cry myself to sleep.
Only him had the ability to make you feel like you own the world in one minute and take it all away in another leaving you feeling empty and useless. But I couldn’t focus on my emotions, not tonight, if there was something I had leant in the past three years is to put my emotions away and focus on the bigger picture. I quickly picked up my pulse and walked outside to where the limo was waiting.
Paul the driver opened the door slowly for me, I got in and ace was not in there already. I took out my mirror to fix my make up one last time before he joined me, when I heard him arguing with one of the security men.
“What’s that all about?” I asked the driver leaning forward so that I can still see who exactly Ace was arguing with.
"Don't worry about it."Paul said dismissing me.
I sat back and pulled out my phone. Holding back the tears threatening my eyes.
'Not now Cyn, not now.' I whispered to myself.
A few minutes later, Ace joined me at the back of the limo. His expression still unpleasant. He didn't say a word, he just sat next to me and went back on his phone.
The ride to the gala was silent, it was so silent I could hear the rate at which his heart was beating.
The limo pulled up and that's when he put his phone down to adjust his jacket and I saw her, the woman he had as his Screensaver.
I had seen her several times with him in the blogs, he was known to never step out twice with the same woman, but her, he had been spotted out with her on multiple occasions.
There was a whole poll about her being his girlfriend.
"Who is she?" I finally said to him unable to hold it in nay longer.
"That's none of your business Cyn."
"Oooh,but I think it is. If am going to walk the red carpet with you and have the world know me as your wife, I have the right to know who the woman you fuck before you come home is."
"Stay in your damn lane woman." he said between gritted teeth as he squeezed my arm so painfully he left a mark. "it seems you need to be reminded your position, just smile for the cameras and say nothing. That's all you are here to do. No one gives a damn about you or who you are and all you will be known as is my wife that's it. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir." i said mid tears.
"Now clean yourself up and put some foundation on that arm." he said referring to my now bruised arm from where he had squeezed too hard. "We can't have people think am abusing my new bride now can we?"
Cyn. The gala was hardly the intimate affair had imagined it would be. When he said he wanted to introduce me to the world, I thought it was going to be an intimate thing.. There were at least two hundred of Manhattan’s most elite social movers in attendance, and it made it hard for me not to be grateful for the dress I had chosen. If Ace hadn't bought me the shoes and dress, I would be definitely dressed for the wrong event. The dress was too short and too tight for my taste, especially with the almost no back, and with everyone's attention on me, but judging by the similarly bedecked Barbie dolls that were hanging on their date’s arms the look was par for the course.Ace gave the stunning, reed slim hostess a kiss on both cheeks before putting his hand on my back and heatwaves shocked my whole system as he introduced me“This is my wife Cyn, Cyn, this is Caroline Vance. She is the chairperson of all the House charity.”“Nice to meet you.” i shook the other woman’s perfectly manic
Cyn.I tried to quiet the pounding of my pulse. I looked at the couples on the dance floor, their bodies entwined as they moved in a rhythm that seemed far too…sexual to simply call it dancing.Ace trained his bright white smile on me, but this smile was different than any other he had given me before. It was almost predatory. He extended his hand.“Dance with me.”Not a question, a command. And for some reason a thrill ran through me rather than the anger that I had expected, needed. Something about him was breaching my defenses, softening me to him. He was surprising me. He wasn’t just a shallow playboy, and I had been much more comfortable with him when si had been able to just write him off as such.I accepted his offered hand, hoping he didn’t notice that my own was damp with perspiration, and allowed him to lead me onto the dance floor. Not smart. My practical inner voice was all but screaming at me not to do it, I had two left feet.Necessary, i countered, ignoring the churning
Cyn.The wedding had become sort of much anticipated society event, despite how little time had passed between the announcement and the actual ceremony or maybe because of that reason. I couldn’t help but think that the haste of the marriage was part of what made it interesting.I felt half the eyes in the historic church examining my flat stomach speculatively as i walked down the long aisle.The air was heavy with the perfume of flowers, compliments of my overzealous wedding planner, and the late afternoon sun streamed through a round stained glass window, throwing squares of blue light onto the stone floor. It was a beautiful wedding. But it was someone else's wedding. None of it was to my taste except for my simple earrings, everything else was custom made. I raised my eyes and looked at my groom, waiting for me at the head of the aisle. I had never seen him look so handsome. His tuxedo was black and well fitted, showing off broad shoulders and a tapered waist.He was in fantast
Ace.I clenched my teeth. The images that statement evoked were so erotic i nearly hauled her slippery body out of the tub so i could show her just what I could accomplish while she was naked and dripping wet.I had thought that by walking in on her bath i could remove the mystery, and in so doing remove some of her allure. But far from it. The hints of peachy skin I could see beneath the water had me hard andwanting her with a ferocity that shocked me. Her attempts to cover herself had pushed her cleavage higher above the surface of the water, and i was having trouble tearing my eyes away so that i could look at her face when she talked. I had seen plenty of naked women before, plenty of beautiful, naked women. Why should this one bespecial? She shouldn’t be. But she was.“Fine, I will wait for you in the living room.” I said walking away. CynAs soon as he left the room, i scrabbled out of the tub. I wrapped a towel around myself and cautiously peeked into my room. After I had v
Cyn.The vibrant colour of the island rushed up into my vision as the plane began to move closer to the viridian land. The trees were so dense i could hardly see the runway, and it felt as though the plane was going to crash into the thick palms and kukuis that lined the coast.“It’s so beautiful,” i said almost to myself looking at the beautiful small island from above the sky.Ace barely looked up from his laptop. He was sitting across from me in a captain’s chair that was adjacent to the small love seat i was perched on.That man looked sexy as hell, with his reading glasses on. Is there anything that could make him look bad? He looked sexy doing the most basic things. His private plane was the size of my apartment, or atleast the apartment I lived in the past five years after i signed my life away and it was lavishly furnished. I had probably looked completely gauche when I had boarded the plane back in New York, my mouth hanging open as i took in theabsolute indulgence and luxu
Cyn. My heart stuttered. Images of twined tanned and lily white limbs flashed through my mind’s eye. Ace kissing me passionately, desire overwhelming us to the point that we couldn’t make it to the bed,Ace taking me gently to the floor, settling between my thighs…I blinked, trying to stop the erotic slide show that was going on in my mind.The look in Ace’s dark eyes told me that we were experiencing a moment of identical thought, and that was enough to bring common sense and sanity back.He might be married to me, but his heart belonged to another, he had made it very clear on the very first night we met. And I was pretty positive he was talking to her on the night of the gala, right after his head had been buried deep in my thighs. “Classy.” i sounded prissy even to my own ears.“Class is sometimes overrated. Particularly in the bedroom.” he said mocking me. The fact that he was always ready with some casual, off the cuff response was infuriating. I couldn’t hope to compete wit
AceI glanced over at her. Her expression was disapproving. A little line creased her alabaster forehead, and her mouth was pursed into an ungenerous pucker.“You have a problem with this?” i asked, entertained by her show of humanity.“It doesn’t really seem fair to just fire someone if they don’t get a BlackBerry charger to you in time.”"As an employer, I have to make sure my employees are up to my standards Cyn, and as my wife you will have to learn this things because sometimes I won't be around and you willhave to deal with them."The crease between her brows deepened. “I guess I’m a walking example of the lows one has to stoop to in order to make it in the business world.”He laughed darkly. “Just treat everyone the way you treat me and you will have no trouble being ruthless.”“There’s a thought.” she added sarcastically. I watched as her expression changed from one of recalcitrance to one of wonder.The car eased around the last curve and the villa came into view.The Ano La
Ace.I couldn’t help but be impressed with Cyn’s performance over dinner. She came across as bright, confident and witty. James Preston was eating from the palm of her hand in a matter of minutes. The older man was completely taken in by her charm and intelligence. Which i knewshould please him. Instead, primal possessiveness surged through me.I moved closer to Cyn , wrapping my arm around her delicate waist and drawing her to me, smoothing my fingers along her silk covered flesh.I felt a slight tremor race through her body at the light contact.“So, Ace ,” James said, sliding nearer to his own wife, “I understand you find it old fashioned of me to have a vested interest in what will become of the resort when I retire and sell out. But I built it up from theground. This was my first great success and it has sentimental meaning to me. I want to be sure that I’m passing it on to someone who will preserve the integrity of the property.”“And I intend to. I will be keeping it privatel