I've got a new tattoo. Of a branch of magnolia flowers. and today I got my permanent retainer removed. Let's see if it helps with the headaches. I'll get night braces instead. but that's why the update was a bit late.
Cas’ povWhile I had enjoyed having Ripley as my nurse and River and Rose as my helpers, doing absolutely nothing still feels very foreign to me.Not working isn’t that bad. It’s the sitting around all day in a spot that’s getting to me. I need to work out, I need to run. Or something. I need a goddamn drive around town.Go to the beach. Anything that’s not sitting at home watching another fucking movie.It’s just not me. I am not built for this shit.Or maybe it’s that I know that as soon as I am healthy and cleared for work, there’s a shitload of stuff to do. I can’t just sign over the company, there needs to be a transition period. Not just for Kennedy, but for the staff as well.Not to mention I need to go to court and get this divorce finalized, but even all the money in the world can’t speed up the judicial system, it seems.Not that I have all the money in the world. I’m living off my girlfriend right now, and I fucking love it.Things that seemed so normal to me are really spec
Ripley’s povIt felt strange not having Cas home. It felt even stranger knowing that soon he’d finally be free of his job and his family.One thing that didn’t feel strange but actually felt deliciously familiar was the number of times Cas had proven to me that he was back to his old self.While I doubted he was all the way back to his old self, if the doctor gave him permission to work and train, he could also have sex with me.Cas had planned a whole weekend with me, hiring Leticia to stay with the girls during the day and night. But that didn’t mean he had the patience to wait until then.As soon as the doctor’s visit was over, Cas’ hands were all over me. If I had not stopped him, he would have had sex with me in the hospital toilet.While I like the idea of having sex in strange places, a public toilet wasn’t one of them.Thankfully, the girls were tired and slept early, because as soon as I came out of their room, Cas had been standing there, butt naked, sporting a very hard Cas
Cas’ povI could tell you about the boring meetings I’ve had to attend. Boring doesn’t even cut it; it's soul-crushing, frustrating, and fucking irritating to meet with people I don’t like. Not like is another understatement. I fucking loathe most of them.Arrogant bastards that are against any kind of change.And my dad is the worst one.I could tell you about how, when Kennedy arrived, she charmed everyone’s socks off. Not that it made one bit of difference, they all still thought she’d be crap as CEO.Thankfully, me and the other smartest people in the company came up with a plan. I had asked Kennedy if she just wanted to be the face of the company or if she actually wanted to contribute and do the whole nine-to-five thing. And she chose the second option, to my surprise.I could tell you how we decide together which courses at business schools he should attend. Which workshops and which training on the job were necessary for her to be successful at my job.I could even tell you how
Ripley’s povCas tied the blindfold around my head and made sure I couldn’t see anything.“But since I’m blind, how will I know what to do?” I teased. Or maybe I was a bit nervous.“You’re so good at following orders, Ley. You’ll manage just fine.” Cas replied.He began kissing me, exploring my mouth, before traveling to my neck and chest. First he sucked and licked at my breasts through the lace layer, but then he removed my boob from the lace bodice, making me moan loudly.He bit softly into my nipple before sucking hard.This was the second time Cas had blindfolded me, but this time I felt even more nervous than the last. Maybe it was because of the whole “sex fest,” as Cas had dubbed it. Or maybe because some of the toys he had bought were lying near the bed and I recognized some of them.“I want to play with you, Ley.” Cas grunted before moving away.There were a lot of sounds, mostly ripping and opening packages. A wet sound, like ketchup squirting against something, which last t
Ripley’s pov“You can either tell me why you’re in such a shit mood or get out of my house and go for a walk, because I’m not doing this.” I told Cas.How did we get here?Yesterday was perfect. I had woken up to Cas’ playing with my nipples, spooning me while his erection was poking in my back. My core was sore, but I didn’t care.I wanted Cas as badly as he wanted me, and sex fest wasn’t over yet.We spent yesterday in our room, ordering room service, and walking around mostly naked. We had sex in every room, in every position, until it was time to go home and get back to reality.Even this morning, things were fine. I once again woke up with Cas’ erection against my back, but this time two little girls were jumping up and down next to our bed, so Cas Junior had to wait a bit longer.We had eaten breakfast together; I had made Cas some coffee to go, and he gave me a kiss when he left.I knew he was busy, but I still sent him some texts and pictures to keep him up to date. Also to di
Ripley’s pov To be clear, it wasn’t my choice to move here. I mean, of course, it’s a nice city. But that’s not why I moved to this city. A city I know nothing about, a city where I get lost all the damn time because every building looks the same to me. Maybe it’s because I’m bad at directions; I get out of a store, and I immediately forget if I came from the left side of the street or the right. Or maybe because I’m from a small town and I’m not used to skyscrapers and shopping malls everywhere. It’s a beautiful city, though, and it’s nice to be somewhere where nobody knows who you are or where you came from. But no, I didn’t come to this great and wonderful city for a specific dream or reason, other than the fact that it’s the farthest away I can legally move from my former parents in-law. “Ripley?” The kind lady across from me said. Her black hair was in a top knot, and she looked about forty, but I have always been bad at guessing someone’s age. “So, why did you move here?” O
Ripley’s pov Dropping the girls off at daycare went surprisingly better than suspected. Maybe it was all the toys, or maybe they weren’t fully awake yet. I know, I am not. This job starts early, and I could barely sleep last night. Although this job was good news—a chance at a new start for me and the girls—I was still really nervous. All night, I prepared for every possibility in my head. It was something that I had always done, but it became worse once I had kids. Every scenario and every thing that could possibly go wrong had entered my mind. I had countless conversations with people that didn’t even exist. Conversations about my girls, my late husband, and my life in general. Things that would probably not even come up. Yet, I had practiced every response to every stupid question I could think of. I yawned behind my hand as I walked towards Allison. I had already gotten dressed in the uniform she had laid out for me. It wasn’t a classic black-and-white uniform like in the mov
Cas’ pov Married? Yeah, right. That woman looked barely older than twenty. And she had been eyeing me all fucking day. No way she was married. She was a handful, though. It had been a while since someone had spoken to me the way she did. Normally, I would have made sure she was fired on the spot, but she intrigued me. There wasn’t really anything special about her. She didn’t have big boobs or a great body. Her ass looked all right when she was picking up the trash, but other than that, the cleaner was pretty basic. Short brown hair, while I preferred long blonds. Brown eyes and little to no make-up on. Her hair was all over the place, like she didn’t give a fuck how she looked. Maybe that’s why she intrigued me. Because she didn’t care. Every woman and man cares who I am. I am Cassius fucking Hemming, the richest man in town. The guy who owns most of the buildings in this damn city. It’s hard to tell who actually wants to get to know me or who wants my money. That’s why I usua