Italian guy and his wife were so good at them,” she stopped and seeing the horrified disgust on their faces, she pouted, then stuck her chin out stubbornly, “it would be fun.”
The expression on Mina’s face was priceless as she put several more feet between her and Desiree. “Are you crazy?”
Desiree tipped her head to the side, her face immediately serious, “no, just horny,” she said matter-of-fact, “and for now Hunter’s got the best tool for that job.”
“Desiree! ” Hunter barked.
Desiree immed iately wilted before their eyes. Turning timidly, she batted her eyelashes outrageously at him.
He was close to having her committed. “Leave before I call the police,” he ground out.
Desiree dropped the submissive act instantly, “or what Hunter, what will you do?”
Hunter took a predatory step closer. “I’m warning you Desiree don’t make the mistake of trying to stand toe to toe with me.”
Desiree flicked a lock of blond hair over her finger. “Yeah, I know, Hunter. You’ll ruin me and my family, blahblahblah , but what about your new family?” she asked coyly.
Fear rushed into Hunter’s gut. He moved towards Desiree but she skipped out of reach, dancing like a ballerina unto the lush grass beside the pathway.
She glared back defiantly at him. “You agree to fuck me later, your wife can join or watch,” she shrugged her dainty shoulders carelessly, “I don’t care. It’s her choice or I let the cat out of the bag.”
“ Stop prancing around like a demented idiot and spit it out!” Mina cried.
Hunter reached for Mina, he wasn’t surprised that his hands shook , “Please Mina, don’t do this.”
S he looked through him, towards Desiree who had begun to twirl on the lawn, her ballet flats sliding effortlessly on the dense grass. He wasn’t the least surprised when her short mini-dress hiked up, no doubt as she’d intended, and her pert naked bottom flashed them.
Hermile gasped, then muttered, “she really is a slut.”
Desiree threw him a saucy wink, “your legs don’t work grandpa but I’m sure I could liven up other parts,” she laughed loudly.
Then she fixed her gaze on Mina and all the laughter died away and was replaced by a look of pity. “Sweetheart, Hunter owns your company, every sheet, towel, hell he probably owns the clothes on your back.”
Hunter stilled.
A shrill laugh came from beside him and he looked into Mina’s desperate hazel eyes, they had become like Desiree’s, unhinged.
She shook her head slowly as if attempting to break free of the coil of Desiree’s words.
“ What is she talking about Hunter? You don’t own our company, you work for us,” but there was no conviction in her words. She already knew them to be true. She just couldn’t accept the enormity of what she’d just learned.
He was left with no option . He glanced at Hermile whose head was hung in shame, unable to face his daughter.
Mina screamed, a primal sound that ripped through all of them, she raced forward and without a shred of fear gripped the collar of his cream wedding suit. Her eyes were glazed with agonizing distress, she shook him with all her strength and it was enough to rock him back onto the balls of his feet.
“ No more lies Hunter. Tell me the truth. All of it!” Her eyes were wide with mounting hysteria.
He stiffened and sought some spark of empathy in the chaotic swirl of her maddened gaze, he found none, only the hardness of betrayal.
“I bought your company from your father several months ago, just before you took over.”
He saw rather than felt her start to break apart inside, it was there in her eyes, the brown slowly melded into the green until he couldn’t tell where either color began or ended. Her hands on his lapels began trembling.
There was no use hiding anymore. “I own your home, ” she gasped but he went on, “your dad mortgaged it to pay the mounting debts that your failing business was racking up. I bought it.”
She
The expression on Mina’s face was priceless as she put several more feet between her and Desiree. “Are you crazy?”
Desiree tipped her head to the side, her face immediately serious, “no, just horny,” she said matter-of-fact, “and for now Hunter’s got the best tool for that job.”
“Desiree! ” Hunter barked.
Desiree immed iately wilted before their eyes. Turning timidly, she batted her eyelashes outrageously at him.
He was close to having her committed. “Leave before I call the police,” he ground out.
Desiree dropped the submissive act instantly, “or what Hunter, what will you do?”
Hunter took a predatory step closer. “I’m warning you Desiree don’t make the mistake of trying to stand toe to toe with me.”
Desiree flicked a lock of blond hair over her finger. “Yeah, I know, Hunter. You’ll ruin me and my family, blahblahblah , but what about your new family?” she asked coyly.
Fear rushed into Hunter’s gut. He moved towards Desiree but she skipped out of reach, dancing like a ballerina unto the lush grass beside the pathway.
She glared back defiantly at him. “You agree to fuck me later, your wife can join or watch,” she shrugged her dainty shoulders carelessly, “I don’t care. It’s her choice or I let the cat out of the bag.”
“ Stop prancing around like a demented idiot and spit it out!” Mina cried.
Hunter reached for Mina, he wasn’t surprised that his hands shook , “Please Mina, don’t do this.”
S he looked through him, towards Desiree who had begun to twirl on the lawn, her ballet flats sliding effortlessly on the dense grass. He wasn’t the least surprised when her short mini-dress hiked up, no doubt as she’d intended, and her pert naked bottom flashed them.
Hermile gasped, then muttered, “she really is a slut.”
Desiree threw him a saucy wink, “your legs don’t work grandpa but I’m sure I could liven up other parts,” she laughed loudly.
Then she fixed her gaze on Mina and all the laughter died away and was replaced by a look of pity. “Sweetheart, Hunter owns your company, every sheet, towel, hell he probably owns the clothes on your back.”
Hunter stilled.
A shrill laugh came from beside him and he looked into Mina’s desperate hazel eyes, they had become like Desiree’s, unhinged.
She shook her head slowly as if attempting to break free of the coil of Desiree’s words.
“ What is she talking about Hunter? You don’t own our company, you work for us,” but there was no conviction in her words. She already knew them to be true. She just couldn’t accept the enormity of what she’d just learned.
He was left with no option . He glanced at Hermile whose head was hung in shame, unable to face his daughter.
Mina screamed, a primal sound that ripped through all of them, she raced forward and without a shred of fear gripped the collar of his cream wedding suit. Her eyes were glazed with agonizing distress, she shook him with all her strength and it was enough to rock him back onto the balls of his feet.
“ No more lies Hunter. Tell me the truth. All of it!” Her eyes were wide with mounting hysteria.
He stiffened and sought some spark of empathy in the chaotic swirl of her maddened gaze, he found none, only the hardness of betrayal.
“I bought your company from your father several months ago, just before you took over.”
He saw rather than felt her start to break apart inside, it was there in her eyes, the brown slowly melded into the green until he couldn’t tell where either color began or ended. Her hands on his lapels began trembling.
There was no use hiding anymore. “I own your home, ” she gasped but he went on, “your dad mortgaged it to pay the mounting debts that your failing business was racking up. I bought it.”
She
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