Chapter 26
Chapter
Twenty-Six
“ I ’m sorry I haven’t had a chance to meet with you Glen, but there’s been a lot going on,” Ethan took a seat at the table where Glen had been waiting for him.
After Amina collapsed in his arms, Ethan feared the worse, especially when he noted the bruises around her neck and her swollen cheek. But once he fully accessed the situation, words escaped him.
He wasn’t sure who needed rescuing, Amina, Mark or her cousin Candace.
Ethan couldn’t believe his sweet, meek Amina had fucked her two tormentors up so thoroughly that they needed medical attention when the police finally arrived.
Mark had been beaten so badly, the police didn’t know who to arrest. Amina and Ethan explained Mark’s harassment and sited the complaint Amina had already filed with the police department. The bruises around Amina’s neck sealed Mark and Candace’s fate and they were both taken to the hospital for treatment, in handcuffs.
Ethan had a feeling that those two would never bother Amina again unless they wanted more of the same. The one thing about bullies was that they only bullied people who were afraid of them.
Amina was definitely no longer afraid.
Amina suffered from a bruised windpipe which made it hard for her to swallow. Ethan insisted on her getting an x-ray to determine the extensiveness of the damage. Thankfully, all her treatment required was resting her voice, avoiding strenuous activity and using ice packs.
Fortunately, Ethan didn’t have any surgeries for the remainder of the week and was able to stay home with Amina.
Once he was assured that Amina would be okay, he finally took the chance to listen to Glen’s voicemail which brought him to the café they decided to meet in for coffee while they discussed Ethan’s case.
“It’s okay. I know you’ve had lot going on. How’s Amina by the way?”
“She’s doing better she just can’t keep still. I tell her she has to rest but she doesn’t listen. She’s got it in her head that she wants to redecorate our condo. I don’t mind as long as she doesn’t try to move any furniture on her own”
Glen raised a brow. “This is getting really serious isn’t it?”
“Glen I intend to spend the rest of my life with her. In fact, I’m going to ask her to marry me. I’m just waiting for the right time.”
“Wow, congrats man.”
“She’s the one. I think I’ve known it since I first met her. Anyway, let me go up to the counter and get a coffee and you can tell me everything you dug up.”
Ethan went to the front and ordered a small Americano with one sugar. With coffee in hand he returned to his table where Glen had placed a heavy file.
“That’s what I’ve managed to dig up these past few months in a nutshell.”
Ethan scanned through the folder while he sipped his coffee. There was nothing out of the ordinary here. He saw that shortly after his father returned to Korea, he became engaged to Kim Soo-ah. She was the only daughter of the Chairman of Wind Star construction company. At that time it was one of the biggest builders in South Korea but it had run into trouble after there were accusations of unethical practices and using shoddy building material. It had all come to a head when one of their buildings collapsed killing several workers.
However, once the engagement announcement of Wind Star’s heiress and JKB’s heir was made, Wind Star’s troubles suddenly disappeared. There was speculation they were bailed out by JKB.
Kung-chul and Soo-ah were wed in a lavish wedding and within months, their first child a son, Jung Ji-hoon was born. The reports noted that he was premature, but there was speculation that Soo-ah may have been pregnant before the marriage.
Three years later a baby girl, Jung Ji-woo was born.
Ethan continued to read through the files not exactly knowing how to feel. From what he was reading the Jung Family had an ideal life while his mother had struggled to raise him on her own. He couldn’t push away the twang of bitterness that squeezed his heart.
Did his father feel guilty about everything? Is that why he’d kept in contact with his mother and sent her his secretary’s information.
He finally pushed the folder away from him, his eyes growing tired from all the information in front of him.
“Is this just the history of this company and the family involved? What am I looking for.”
“Well you did say you wanted me to dig up everything. That’s just the background information. But if you go a little deeper you’ll get the good stuff.” Glen reached into the file and pulled out some pictures.”
“This is a picture of Jung Ji-hoo, and one of Jung Ji-woo. And here is one of Cha Jin-wook.”
The first two pictures were of Ethan’s half siblings. He’d seen pictures of them online. They were older in these pictures. The other man looked familiar and then it clicked.
It was his murderer.
He took another sip of his coffee to calm down. He couldn’t explain to Glen what happened in his other life without looking crazy.
“Why are you showing me this picture?”
“Mr. Cha is head of the security team for the Jung family. He was once Soo-ah’s personal bodyguard. He was promoted shortly after your sister was born.”
“So?” Ethan still didn’t understand the connection.
“Your father was in a very bad car accident roughly fifteen years ago. There was a national call for blood donations because he has a rare blood type. Do you want to guess what it is?”
“O negative. The same as mine.” From the time Ethan was old enough he’d been getting notices from the Blood Donation centers to donate blood because he was a universal donor.
“Your grandfather is also O negative as well, but he was having health issues at that time and couldn’t donate when your father was in that accident. So why there a national call to donate instead of one of your siblings donating?”
“It might have been suspicious to anyone not in the know because the Jung family holds annual blood drives wherever their stores are located. It’s their way of doing charity outreach. Your father and grandfather have proudly boasted about the rarity of their blood and how their donations have helped so many people. Soo-ah’s blood type is O positive, by the way.”
Ethan pinched the bridge of his nose. “Glen, I’m sure you have a point. How about getting to it.”
Glen smirked. “Oh, this is the good part. The Jung family always donated blood but a few years ago, your two siblings no longer participated in the drives. Someone got a hold of their medical files and threatened to release them to the public. But you’re the doctor here. Tell me what you think your siblings blood types are.”
Ethan shrugged. “They’d either be O negative or positive. So what?”
Glen took a long dramatic sip from his coffee cup. “But they’re not. They’re both A positive. Guess who else is A positive?” He pointed to the security guard’s picture. “Mr. Cha.”
Ethan stared at Cha Jin-wook’s picture, shaking as he clearly remembered that day. But as he was putting all the pieces together in his mind, Ethan noticed the uncanny resembles his ‘half-siblings’ had to Cha.
Ethan gasped. “He’s their father isn’t he?”
Glen smugly nodded.
“I think your grandfather knew it as well because when he passed, he divided his shares amongst his three children, your father and his sisters. But here’s the thing. He left assets to his daughters’ children but none to your father’s. Your father hasn’t been in good health in recent years. I suspect, the truth may come out if he passes.”
Ethan tuned Glen out as he continued talking because everything else was irrelevant. It was no wonder Soo-ah had been so desperate. Maybe his father knew and lived with regret. But he finally had the answers.
According to his previous timeline, he wasn’t going to be attacked for another four and a half years but at least now he had the ammunition to combat anything that came his way.
Amina pressed the leveler against the wall for the picture she wanted to hang over the bed. She drew a line with a pencil over the spot she wanted to hang it.
“Amina, I told you not to do overtax yourself. What are you doing?” Ethan asked as he entered the bedroom.
She nearly jumped out of her skin because she didn’t hear him come in. Slowly she turned, pasting the biggest smile on her face.
His arms were folded and he tapped his foot. He looked slightly annoyed but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t handle. She knew exactly how to get him in a better mood.
She threw the leveler down and hopped off the bed. She jumped into his arms and gave him a lingering kiss.
Like clockwork his dick jumped to attention.
Mission accomplished. “Amina…” he groaned against her mouth.
“Let’s get you out of these clothes.”
She pulled the polo shirt he was wearing over his head to reveal his toned chest. She’d never get tired of looking at his body because he was a beautiful specimen of a man.
Amina went to work undoing his pants and pulling them down. His boxers followed the pile of clothes by his feet. She ran her hands up and down his muscular thighs and gently grasped his cock in her hand.
“Fuck…I know what you’re doing. And it’s not going to work, Amina.”
She looked up at him with a grin. “It’s not?”
Amina run her tongue along the length of his engorged shaft. She loved, the size, shape and taste of it. She savored the texture of him against her tongue.
She slowly ingested him, taking her time to make love to him with her mouth.
Gently grasping his balls, they pulsated in her palm.
Ethan groaned stroking her hair. “Damn, Amina, you know this isn’t fair.”
A triumphant joy soared through her being as she teased him with strokes, licks and nibbles.
She played with him, lapping up the pearlescent drops of precum that crowned his head.
“Okay, that’s enough. He pulled away from her and lifted her up into his arms.
Ethan carried her the short distance to the bed and placed her on the center. He made short work of removing her clothes, leaving her naked and vulnerable underneath his hungry gaze.
She licked her lips in anticipation. Her pussy was in heat, wet and ready for his entrance.
But instead of positioning himself on top of her like she thought he would, he climbed on the bed and sat up. He gripped his member in one hand and cocked his finger in a come hither gesture to her.
“I want you to ride me.” He pulled her onto his lap.
She eagerly tossed her thigh over his ready to join him. Amina loved this position because when she was on top, it went so deep, but she could control the rhythm.
Ethan reached between her legs and slid his middle finger inside of her.
“Mmm,” she whimpered in delight. “I want more than your finger.”
He chuckled. “Oh you’re definitely gonna get it. I just needed a little taste.” Ethan eased the sopping digit from her pussy and brought it to his mouth. He licked it clean.
“You are fucking delicious.”
A jolt of desire shimmied up her spine.
Ethan placed his hands between her legs and parted her lips. “You’re dripping all over me.”
Amina planted her palms against his chest and lowered herself over his cock until he was fully inside of her.
It went so deep inside of her, she could feel him in her cervix. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as the sensation of being wonderfully stretched took over. She loved being connected to this man in every way possible, heart, body and soul.
Amina loved him so much and this was where she was meant to be.
“I love you so much Ethan,” she declared she moved her pelvis back and forth.
He held on to her hips and moved with her. “I love you too, Amina. More than life itself.”
She wanted to cry with joy because she was so happy. Her body was alight with pleasure as they moved together, with Ethan seeming to go deeper each time. Each time she moved her hips, the curve of his dick rubbed her spot sending her hurtling to an explosive climax.
“Ethan!” She screamed his name, her body shaking from the tumultuous flame, swirling throughout her body.
Ethan’s grip tightened as his thrusts grew more frenzied. “Amina! Amina! Amina!” he chanted.
He coated her walls with his seed, his cock twitching inside of her.
Amina squeezed her muscles around Ethan’s shaft, milking him of every single drop until finally, she collapsed on top of him.
Ethan held her against him. “I fucking love you.”
“I love you too, Ethan,” she replied breathlessly.
They lay in each other’s arms enjoying the comfortable afterglow of their love making.
Ethan casually stroked her back when he said, “So what were you doing when I came in the bedroom.”
Amina pouted. “Don’t ruin the mood. Besides, I want to hear all about your meeting with Glen.”
“Are you trying to distract me?”
She raised her head and grinned. “Is it working?”
“You know it is. But I need you to take it easy like the doctor said okay?”
She raised a brow. “You say that after letting me ride you like that?”
“Well, I mean, I’m a doctor and I can determine how much activity you can have.”
Amina popped him on the chest lightly. “I think hanging a panting is a lot less strenuous than riding a dick.”
“Okay, you got me there. But you’re the one who started it.”
“That’s fair. Now tell me what happened at your meeting with Glen.”
Ethan looked off into the distance before sharing the events from earlier.
Amina listened in fascination and surprise at what he shared and when he was finally finished, she stroked his face. “And how do you feel about that information?”
“I’m not sure yet. I wonder if my father only wanted to meet me because he knows I’m his only biological son. I’m guessing Soo-ah has been having an affair with Cha before she married my father. It was an arrangement marriage after all. But she was probably desperate to fight for her children’s position in JKB even though I don’t want anything to do with it.”
“Do you think she’ll eventually try to harm you again?”
“If she does, I’ll be ready. And this time I’m armed with the ammunition to stop her.”
“Do you plan on reaching out to your father?”
“I don’t know. He may think I want something to do with the company but all I want is to meet him. That’s it. But right now I want to focus on our life together. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. And no this isn’t a proposal because you deserve fireworks, flowers and the complete package.”
She cupped the side of his face and pressed her lips against his. “I don’t need any fan fair. All I need is you. And now that we both have this second chance at life, I’m going to spend the rest of my days loving you.”
Ethan wrapped his arms around her. “No regrets?”
Amina’s heart swelled with love for this man who had not only saved her from the pits of despair but showed her the meaning of true love.
“No regrets.”