who I like to think of as ‘the high and mighty bitch’ has the day off and once I move into Greenlea she’s gonna have the rest of her life off,” Hannah said as she swung open the door to William the third’s partially remodeled bedroom. “Here it is, fit for the Marquis de Sade, the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree does it? Looks as if you and your daddy share a few of the same sadistic fetishes.”
“Fuck, the old man is sure to have another heart attack if he indulges in all this paraphernalia,” Walden said, he was both mesmerized and horrified at the array of bondage and pain inflicting toys his father had on display. “And by the way, you leave Mae alone, do you hear me? You speak one unkind word to that woman or if I hear that you even looked at her in the wrong way, the shit will hit the fan, I guarantee it. She’s like family, my father can’t live without Mae any more than William and I can, so watch your step, I mean it.”
“You’re right about me wanting William, but alas, it’s not to be. Use these on me, Walden, I promise I won’t scream or tell,” Hannah said, shrugging her shoulders with a look of resignation and holding out a set of steel handcuffs. She leaned forward quick as a flash to slip her tongue into Walden’s mouth and then she laughed and dropped to her knees to unzip his jeans when he turned his face away. “Come on, baby, let me have some pleasure at least. Don’t you remember how much you loved my magic mouth on your cock? And those were your words, not mine.”
“You’d really love that wouldn’t you?” Walden said, jerking her to her feet and zipping his fly. “I may be somewhat warped Hannah, but you are seriously perverted. That’s disgustingly sick, getting off by fucking your step-brother.”
“Oh baby, no! Is that what you think?” She said laughing as she picked up a small leather whip and ran it beneath her nose, inhaling deeply. “Don’t be silly, I’m not going to be your sister. I’m marrying your daddy, darlin’. I’m about to become your new step-mother. And you and William should know this from the get-go, I intend to fuck both my new stepsons physically and financially. You Warfield men are my weakness and I prefer to keep it all in the family, it’s just so cozy that way.”
“You are fucked up, Hannah,” Walden said. “My father has lost his mind if he intends to marry you. It’s a good thing I came out here today, I’ll fill him in on our history and you can bet he’ll cancel the wedding. You may not be aware of this, but he and I and William have a gentleman’s agreement, we don’t sleep with the same women. It’s an ethical decision we all made together.”
“Well, you can certainly spend your precious time waiting until he and my mother get back from their walk, but I warn you, they are slow as molasses when they get to talking about the wonders of the bayou and the history of the Greenlea plantation. Maybe you should sit down on the sunporch and give William a call. Although I doubt that he has cell phone service way over in Breaux Bridge and surely he wouldn’t want to be disturbed during his romantic weekend with Miss Alaina Darling. Oh, you look surprised Walden. Didn’t you know that William is proposing to her and most likely he’s saying the words she’s dying to hear at this very minute. Are you leaving so soon, baby? Maybe all this talk of marriage is just more than you cared to hear, drive safe, now. Bye-bye.”
Hannah walked down to the curving driveway as the Maserati roared off into the distance. She turned her pretty face up to the welcome heat of the sun, she loved heat, loved feeling that she could set the world on fire with a snap of her fingers. She turned her hand this way and that, admiring the gargantuan diamond engagement ring that Walden hadn’t bothered to notice. Ah, the future was so bright, she was marrying a man who was practically on his deathbed, well, actually she was marrying
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