I was excited about going to Vegas. The first step of doing what I want and not letting anyone influence me or tell me otherwise. That's what I loved about Elijah, he supported every shitty decision I made. Even though he was right and I was probably in no state to be going to a nightclub, I just wanted to experience the freedom and wild lifestyle that came with Elijah. I wanted to go to a club and have a wild night, get drunk and stumble around on the dancefloor because I deserved to live my life.  After I woke up from my disco nap, I went to get myself ready for the night. Elijah had brought a makeup team for me but I didn’t want anything too hectic done on my face, so I simply thanked them for their time and proceeded to apply false lashes, colour in my eyebrows and apply tinted moisturizer and called it a day. I wore a short black dress that reached just below my butt cheeks, because I was in the mood of being a sexy vixen . The dress had th

The whole trip to Vegas and the partying we did when we got to Vegas was a lost memory. Now that I knew that I had the freedom to do whatever I wanted, I took full advantage of not being guilted into not living my life, and did just that- live my life in a very questionable manner. I drank a few of the beers that Stanley had spiked and that’s what caused everything to be a blackout. I didn’t really care for my health or that what I was doing was dangerous, I just wanted to live it up and live it up is what I assumed I did.  I partied in Vegas alongside a gang leader and my billionaire lover. It didn’t matter that I couldn’t remember this night, because there was no way in hell, I wasn’t going to repeat what I did. I groaned as I placed my hand on my head as I struggled to wake up. My head was pounding, my throat felt raw and my mouth was felt like I ha

We got back three hours ago and not a single word has been said between all of us. We wordlessly got onto the plane after Stanley discharged himself from the hospital, we sat in silence, eating peanuts and chips as Stanley sternly told the air hostess to turn off the music. When we landed, everyone just wordlessly went their separate ways. Kelly got into a Bentley and was driven back home, Stanley was led to a heavily guarded Range Rover and Elijah and I walked to the limo waiting for us and went home. We went our separate ways when we entered the house, both of us going to take separate showers and baths. I walked into one of his living rooms before I walked to the automatic voice activated sound system, "play Life is Good by Drake and Future," I said out loud as I massaged the back of my neck and when the music started, I bopped my head a bit, getting into the rhythm. Even though I wasn't feeling too well, I trie

The sun had set long ago and I quickly ran a hand over my clothing, smoothing it down as I paid the cab driver and got out of the cab. I fixed a smile onto my face as I walked up the stairs into Elijah's mansion. I smiled at the guard who opened the door for me before I stepped into the house. I was heading straight for my bedroom, my eyes zoned in on the staircase that would lead me to the upper level of the home until I was interrupted by Elijah who called out my name. I turned around and smiled widely at him, "good evening, Elijah," I sang lightly before I giggled a bit. I wasn't drunk, just feeling terrible but I wouldn't let it show to anyone else. "Where were you, Zara?" he asked me, as he straightened up and opened his legs a bit. He was wearing a suit and I knew that he had just come back from work. He put his hands in his pockets as he looked at me expectantly. "I was with Kelly, or did you forget that?" I

"Oh, God! I can't," I panted out, trying to catch my breath as my legs lay shaking on the bed, calming down from my seventh orgasm of the night. Elijah was relentless and merciless. It had all started out sweet and loving, every gentle caress easing every worry and heartbreak I've suffered until the strokes became more forceful and he began to pound into me, letting out all of his sexual frustration. I didn't have the power to stop him as I felt him line up to my entrance yet again and I let out a low painful mewl, "haven't you had enough?" I asked him, my voice was raspy and hoarse because of all of my screaming. He leaned down and sucked on my neck, biting the sensitive skin that had been bitten close to a million times in the last few hours, "I could never have enough of you, my angel," he groaned into my ear before he suddenly thrusted into me.