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CHAPTER ONE

Chapter One

"Frankie fuck off, I am not marrying some guy I have never met before, you marry him," I yelled at my half whit brother. "Alara if we had a choice, we wouldn't be asking you to marry him," Frankie pleaded with me. "I DON'T CARE," I yelled strongly at him staring down. He may have been born a male but we both knew who really wore the pants. My twin brother and I were always so different.

"Alara, enough! If dad hears his not going to be as kind as I am," this time he stepped towards me in a threatening manner. "This is happening whether you like it or not. You can stand here and scream for days and the reality is this is still going to happen. If I was you I would prepare, you have two days to sort your attitude out," before I could even contest he walked out. I turned around to my sister-in-law Sara and just stared at her. "I am sorry Alara, I don't know what to say to you," Sara said running towards me to give me a hug. I tensed straight away, I hated being hugged. Sara was like a sister to me, she had been in my life for 10 years. "I need some air," I told her and grabbed my bag. I knew exactly where I needed to go to get some clarity. "Mike, bring my car around please," I asked one of the security guards. "Want me to drive you tonight," he asked, and I shook my head. Mike was good looking and there had been times he would help me relieve some stress after a long day's work. 

'Tom, I am on my way, I need some clarity. You free?' I texted the moment I entered the car. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath trying to calm myself down. My phone vibrated, it was Tom, 'of course.' I put the car in drive and accelerated.

I park out in front of the apartment building and jump out of the car basically throwing my keys at the valet. They all knew me around here but everyone kept my visits a secret from my family. That is why I could always trust Tom, even if we had a professional relationship, he also ensured I was protected. I put in the pin code on his front door and entered the apartment. Before I could even think Tom grabbed me so quickly I was startled. Without even having to think, Tom had already started pulling my dress up over my head and unclipping my bra. "Rip them," I whispered as he made his way to my thong, and he did without even a second thought. He put both his large hands around my ass and lifted me up around his waist. I could feel how hard he was under his shorts. "What do you want tonight?" he whispered in my ear using his husky voice. "Hard," I moaned back. He did not disappoint.

Tom made sure he completely overtook my whole body. He was always gentle even when he was being rough. As he thrusted his big dick in me while I lay on his bed I let my mind wonder off and allowed my body to enjoy the moment. Just as I was climaxing Tom took himself out of me and went down to finish me off. In between his warm tongue linking my clit and him sucking it he was entering his fingers in me. My nipples perked up again and this time I let out a scream in pleasure. My body was completely taken over. Tom slowed down and lifted his head up slowly making his way back up while kissing my body delicately. "Do you want more," he whispered as he gently kissed my nipples. "No, I am good, thank you," I was relaxed enough. Tom knew I hated cuddling afterwards so he pulled the silk sheets over me and went to shower. "What the fuck am I going to do," I said out loud trying to get my thoughts together again.

"Drink?" Tom said as he came out of the bathroom looking like a damn God. "Sure," I said as I wrapped myself in the silk sheets and got out of bed. Tom was built like Hercules with a dick like I have never seen. Given everyone knew my family and who I was, most men steered away from me. I met Tom through a girlfriend who had used his services, and I was always so grateful to her. "Am I invited to the wedding on Sunday," Tom asked me as he poured some whiskey into two glasses. Of course he knew, why am I not surprised. "This isn't our usual conversation Tom," I said, still not willing to allow him to know how much I wanted to let him in. I pulled out the wad of cash and placed it onto the table. "Don't forget, this is business not pleasure," I said raising one of my eyebrows at him. He looked up at me and smirked before letting a little chuckle out. "Come take a seat," he said as he put the glass of whisky in front of me. We both started taking sips and suddenly I felt the energy shift into awkwardness. "Have you met him before?" Tom asked as he looked at his glass. "No," I responded.

Tom took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Look Alara, I respect you and I know you respect me. After Sunday I am sorry, we can't have our meetings anymore," Tom said slowly almost making sure he calmed his nerves as he spoke to me. "Sorry, what do you mean?" I was confused. "The families pretend I don't exist and I make sure I don't piss them off. When you marry Hayden and he finds out, which he probably already knows that you come here, I can't continue to see you," trying to explain to me Tom continues to avoid eye contact. "I see, well then we can't have this man cut of your precious dick can we?" I said as I sculled my whisky and got up to get ready to leave. "Dick is not hard to find, but loyalty that is and I thought you had some," I knew this would irritate him given loyalty was his trade marking. "Alara, you know there is nothing I can do! He will kill me then he will kill you. I need you to know I am still here for you. Anything you need call me, but we can't fuck anymore," Tom came around this time and put his hand on my shoulder. "You should do some research about Hayden. I can tell you his done his about you Alara."

Driving home I felt like my world was crashing and caving in. Do I cry? Like what the fuck do normal women do in this situation. Hysterically laughing! That is what I can do, laugh! Am I going insane? Is this really happening?