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Ignoring her attempts, I continued, “You’re going to cum again. Let it fucking happen.” I muttered as she deliciously squeezed my cock, and she shook her head as her legs trembled again. Never letting up on my thrusts, I went even deeper as her eyes rolled back.

A sadistic smile came to my face as she went limp for a moment, and her pussy soaked me once again. Placing a kiss on her shoulder, I slowed my thrusts as she ran her nails down my arms softly. Gently putting one of her legs down while still holding the other up, my fingers found her throbbing clit as she was still in a slight daze. As my thrusts got harder and my fingers moved faster, her eyes widened slightly as she took in a deep breath.

“K-Killian…” She whispered, and I tilted my head mockingly, feigning sympathy as I went even deeper. She was absolutely intoxicating… so tempting. She was the reason I was so addicted to her… Of course, she’s the one who had to bear the consequences. Tears filled her eyes as her mouth widened.

“Eyes on me,” I ordered as her head leaned back. She attempted to look back into my eyes, but it was almost impossible for her. Grabbing her hand, I replaced mine that was rubbing her clit and grabbed her throat instead. Her eyes locked on mine as I towered over her. I slowed my strokes after a moment, and we both looked down at her hand, feebly rubbing her clit.

“There you go.. just like that darling.. make yourself cum, sweetheart..” I whispered in her ear as another guttural moan escaped her throat. Making sure she felt every inch of me, I kept my torturing pace as I placed a small kiss on her ear.

As she tightened again, I felt her hit my chest a few times as her eyes rolled to the back of her head again. Letting her neck go, I slammed my cock into her cunt a few more times before she convulsed as she reached her climax. And like a good little future wife, for the rest of the night, she let me use her little cunt to satisfy my incessant need for her.

Fixing my suit, I looked over to Brielle to see she was fast asleep. I knew she would be sleeping much longer as it was only six in the morning and still dark. Stepping out of my room, I walked down the stairs and, unsurprisingly, saw Benjamin cleaning. He looked over at me and approached me slowly. “Good morning, sir.”

“Indeed, it is one Benjamin..”

He faked a grin as he tilted his head. “Well… You have a visitor.”

I frowned. “At this time? Why didn’t you inform me earlier? I didn’t schedule anything this early, and Blaine is always up by a solid 10 AM, and that’s on a day he has to be in the office by seven..” He led me to the living room and took a sharp intake of air before responding.

“That’s the thing, sir… I didn’t exactly.. invite him in.” I was about to ask what he meant, but my question was answered when I noticed Eugene sitting on my couch with a cup of tea. Fuming, I walked over to him, and he looked up at me, not even flinching once.

“What the hell are you doing here, Eugene?”

“Don’t you want to know how I got in here?” He asked, and I scoffed.

“I couldn’t give a shit how you got in here. I want to know why the hell you’re sitting in my living room like an old fucking friend.” He stood up and sighed.

“.. I need to see Brielle.. It hurts staying in the dark, and it’s eating me alive knowing she has no idea what our family is doing..”

“If you would answer my fucking calls as I instructed you to do, maybe I would also know what they were planning, but you only choose to drop in on your own time.”

“I’m being followed, Killian.” He stressed, and I crossed my arms as he continued. “Aside from your men, I’m dealing with my father’s men and someone else’s who have been looking into me a little too closely. My apologies for not deliberately contacting you when I need to chat because I’m afraid they’ll be able to trace the calls.”

“Who else could be keeping an eye on you?” I muttered, and he responded.

“I’m not entirely sure, but I’m sure it has to do with your best pal, Calvin. I don’t know what he wants, but I only know that he was close to cutting off Marissa.”

“Why the hell would he want to cut off Marissa? I thought they were both working together to take us all down.” I questioned, and he ran his hand down his face. “Apparently not. It’s like Calvin wants nothing to do with her now.”

“How do you know about this?” I asked, and he shrugged.

“I followed her for an entire day and heard all this when she was at Calvin’s home late at night.” I groaned. “Calvin must be really planning something different… Our assumption was correct.”

“Killian, I can’t keep running.”

“I never said for you to continue doing so, but this was a choice you made when you cut all ties off with Brielle. I understand you were forced to, but you could have easily let her know that you were at least still alive-” He cut me off.

“Killian, I don’t think you know what those people put in my mind so I wouldn’t be able to see my baby sister and niece. Yes, they bribed me, but they also physically and emotionally forced me to stay away.”

“And why is it now that you’ve decided to come back?”

“Because my sanity is getting lower, andthe voices are getting louder.” He whispered the last detail, but I surely heard it, and he continued, “But the main reason may be that you’re here now..”

“Elaborate for me,” I said, remaining impassive as he resumed. “Now that you’re here, the most powerful man in the country, I was under the assumption that you would keep me safe if I helped Brielle.”

I shrugged. “What makes you think Brielle wants your help? Much less wants to see you at all?”

“When I saw her at the cafe yesterday, I wanted to make sure she still at least cared for me, and the look in her eyes told me she did.”

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