Chapter 34
Chapter Thirty-Four
V eronica
I pressed my hands over the glass shower to steady myself as Rupert sank deeper into my arse. I’d never been fond of anal sex. A few clients had specific needs, but I’d never truly enjoyed it. For some reason though, when Rupert suggested it, I wanted to try it with him. I was so aroused and ready for him as he sank deeper inside. Rupert panted, gripping my hips. This felt a little uncomfortable at first, but then he eased the pink dildo inside my pussy, heightening my senses. I was so wet, dripping for him.
He pushed deeper, stretching me to the max. Heat erupted through my core, and I was aware of how his cock and a dildo made me feel, unable to think straight as he groaned with approval. I felt so full, I didn’t know how I was going to be able to take both of these at all.
“Fuck, baby, your arse is so tight, so fucking perfect,” he groaned into the back of my head.
There was no way I could last long while being double fucked so intensely, so I moaned loudly, trying to keep up with his speed. The discomfort soon turned into pleasure, and Rupert pushed his cock deeper into me.He found his rhythm, moving both the dildo and his dick in tandem, one coming out and the other going in. I was incoherent, random words falling form my mouth. I was so full, so stretched. This, of all things, was something new for me and I had to admit that I loved what was happening.
“I’m going to come again…” I lost control of my whole body, every nerve tingling as he continued to thrust into me, faster and harder.
“Fuck,” he swore, then tensed, spraying his semen inside my arse.
My body trembled as I came, too, my orgasm riding through me like a high wave in a storm. Every cell in my body came alive, sparkling, spreading the orgasmic current to the tips of my toes. Rupert roared as I screamed his name, falling into the oblivion of ecstasy.
When he finally pulled out of me, I nearly stumbled on the floor. I felt dizzy, trembling, but Rupert caught me and held me close. My senses were hypersensitive, and I couldn’t physically feel my body. I felt like I was in another dimension, disconnected and yet so relaxed.
“I’ve got you. Come here, let me dry you,” he said, placing a fluffy towel over my arms.
Then, when we stepped out of the bathroom, he lifted me in his arms and carried me to bed.
I must have drifted off for an hour or so because when I awoke, I was so relaxed, and something smelled nice. My stomach growled instantly as I lifted my head, seeing a small table by the bed with all sorts of dishes.
Moments later, Rupert came out of the bathroom.
“I ordered everything because I wasn’t sure what you liked,” he said, leaning down and kissing me on the lips.
Suddenly, tears forced their way to my eyes as everything that had happened in the past few weeks hit me like an avalanche. These emotions felt raw. Shit, I couldn’t cry in front of him, but the heavy weight of Vincent’s blackmail was so overwhelming. I still had nothing, no recordings, and the worst part was that I’d been deceiving this amazing man for days now, and I didn’t think I could carry on like this.I let him into my body in ways I have never let any other person before. I wanted to build something with this man, but with all these things lingering over me, I felt like a fraud.
“That looks amazing. Thank you, baby,” I replied, telling myself to calm down, but my heart kept hammering in my chest. I couldn’t ruin this moment, so I pulled myself together regardless of how anxious I was feeling.
I started eating, and everything tasted delicious. It was a mixture of Greek meze with some other warm dishes. For a long moment, we ate in silence, then Rupert pulled out the champagne from the ice cooler and popped the cork.
“For us and for our future. I never want to be apart from you, Veronica,” he said, handing me a glass.
And then I wanted to cry again. I had to get my hands on these recordings, and once I figured out how to get rid of Vincent, then I could tell Rupert the truth.This was necessary in order to protect him and his family.
“Thank you, baby,” I said, sipping some bubbly and trying to stay calm. “So, you handed these recordings to your brother? You don’t have them on your laptop or something?”I asked him, trying so hard to stay nonchalant.
“Yes, I do, but I haven’t had the chance to go through them. If James won’t deal with it, I’ll hand everything to the police, but first I need to figure out who’s behind this whole thing,” he explained.
My heartbeat accelerated. Rupert had the recordings. I’d seen his laptop on the yacht. I suddenly exhaled with relief, knowing that at some point later I could get access to it.
“Maybe I should take a look. You know I’ve done a module on criminology at Uni,” I suggested, popping a piece of chicken into my mouth.Not that my degree had anything to do with it, but I scrambled to come up with ideas.
“The laptop is on the yacht, but I doubt you’ll find anything. I have a feeling that some really powerful people are sabotaging the site to force me to sell, but I’ve spent a small fortune on it and I want to see this project through,” Rupert admitted, scratching his head.
This conversation eased my worries a little because I knew I could get what Vincent wanted from me. I formed a plan in my head, hoping that I could reach out to James and ask for his help—for Rupert’s sake. Rupert would never forgive me if I went behind his back, but I was willing to sacrifice our relationship if that meant I would get to protect him at all costs.
The next day, Rupert took me to the bar where we’d met, but right before that we had a romantic dinner at one of the restaurants on the beach. Everything was falling into place. I felt so incredibly happy that I’d listened to my mother and decided to take this trip. Rupert and I were making the most incredible memories as a real couple. If things went sideways, I would never forget how happy he made me feel.
We were leaving the club, and it was pretty late when my phone vibrated. I glanced at the screen, seeing that it was a private number. My stomach instantly sank because I was dreading the worst. What if it was Vincent? There was no way I could talk to him in front of Rupert.
“Aren’t you going to answer it?” Rupert asked, holding my hand as we walked, passing tourists on the main street.
“No, I don’t want to spoil my evening,” I replied.
Rupert kept staring at me, but if I took the call, I anticipated the worst-case scenario. Vincent would easily ruin everything.
Still, I answered. “Hello?”
“Veronica, hi… this is Katharina. I hope you’re having a great summer. I just wanted to reach out about that brand ambassador role you applied for a few months back,” the voice on the other end of the line said.
I stopped walking and glanced at Rupert in shock, silently telling him who it was.
“Hello, I’m great. How are you, Katharina?” I answered, in complete shock.
“Excellent. I’m going to cut to the chase. We would like to extend a formal offer to you as our brand ambassador. I do know it’s summer and I knew from your Instagram account that you’re away at the moment,” she stated.
My heart stopped. I moved my phone from my ear and stared at it for a second, thinking that this was a joke. I didn’t want to believe that this was happening for real. Rupert stopped, too, while I tried to figure out what the hell was going on.
“Hello, Veronica … are you still there?”
“Yes … I’m sorry, I’m in a bit of a shock. I just wasn’t expecting your phone call. I thought you’d picked someone else,” I said, telling myself to stay calm, but the oxygen wasn’t getting into my lungs.
We chatted a while longer about my social media presence.
“No, we are excited to take you on board. I will send everything via email, and once you come back we could schedule a meeting. I’m off to France for a few weeks. Au revoir ,” she said, and then the line went dead.
My throat was dry, and for a long moment I still couldn’t freaking comprehend what had just happened. Had she really just offered me my dream job?
“What was that about?” Rupert asked.
And then I remembered he was standing next to me, witnessing it all. I smiled wide.
“I got it, the deal with that huge Russian beauty brand. She just said I will be their beauty ambassador. Oh my God, I can’t believe it!” I jumped up and down with excitement.
Rupert’s face broke into a smile, and he lifted me and spun me around.
“Fuck, baby, this is incredible news. We have to celebrate. I knew you were going to get it!” he shouted as he kept spinning me around.
My hands shook, and my thoughts raced. I still couldn’t believe that Katharina had offered me this incredible opportunity. I was so happy, so excited how at my life was going to change. I could finally quit working for Emperor.
“I’m still in shock. It looks like she’s been watching me on Instagram and said that we’ll have a meeting once I’m back. I can’t believe this,” I said, embracing Rupert and kissing him passionately. When I pulled back and he stared at me with his incredible blue eyes, I knew I was falling deeply in love with him. I could deny it as much as I wanted, but the truth was out there: my heart belonged to him.
“This means that now you’re officially mine forever and always, Veronica. Forget about the club and the clients,” he said, holding me close. “Come on, let’s go to celebrate in our hotel room. I will fuck you until dawn because you deserve it.”
I smiled at him, knowing that from now on, everything was going to be all right. Things were finally looking up for me, my life was changing, and Rupert had just confirmed that I was officially his girlfriend.
I brushed my fingers over his forehead, knowing that we were still in public, on a busy street. The town was riddled with tourists, and it was still scorching hot.
“I want to celebrate with you again tonight. This restaurant seems a little less busy,” he said, pulling me into a small but very cute restaurant where a large Greek man welcomed us with open arms.
I still couldn’t believe that this was my new reality.
Except for the issue with Vincent, of course—but I wouldn’t let that ruin this day.
We sat outside then I excused myself to the ladies, feeling so happy. As I stared at my reflection in the mirror I could barely believe my luck. Despite everything hanging over my head right now, I had the most gorgeous man by my side and a new career. A call came through then. I didn't recognise the number but I answered it anyway.
"Hello."
"Hello, Veronica. I'm Rupert's mother, Sue. I was hoping we could talk for a moment," she said.
"Mrs. Banks, what a surprise. How did you manage to get a hold of me?" I asked.
"Never mind that. There is something I must talk to you about in person."
"What exactly is that—"
"I wonder if we can get together when you return to London," she interjected.
"Yes, all right. I should be back soon, in a week or so," I replied
"Good, I will call you, dear. Take care," she said, and then hung up.
When I came back from the loo, Rupert ordered the champagne, then popped the cork. A few locals showed up and started playing the guitar. I set all thoughts of the phone call aside. I was away in one of the most beautiful parts of the world with the man I loved. A dream come true. I needed to pinch myself, lest I woke up soon.
“I’m so glad we met two years ago. I think we were always meant to be together,” I admitted, a little emotional as he held my hand. I had to tell him how I felt about him. There was no going back from this, even if it was the most terrifying thing I’d ever done in my life.
Rupert’s expression grew serious, his gaze burning through my skin. My stomach tightened with unease because there was a possibility that this could never work between us if I didn’t deal with Vincent and his threats.
“Veronica, you took over my world the moment I saw you in that bar,” he said, pausing for a moment as he tried to gather his thoughts. “Then I woke up and you were gone. I thought I was in a dream when I saw you two years later. Fate obviously wanted us to connect again.”
“It did, and I wished I’d stayed. Maybe then we wouldn’t have had to waste two years and we would have been happy by now,” I said, a tear dropping down my cheek.
“I love you,” he said.
My heart stopped beating for a moment. I couldn’t believe he was willing to admit to that.
“I have never truly loved any other woman before, but I’m certain how I feel about you. The memories we’re making together are incredible, and I’m so proud of you.”
“I love you, too,” I said. That was the truth—my feelings for him were raw and real. I had never been more sure about anything else in my life. True love did exist because I was living through it, and I never wanted to be parted from him.
Rupert’s eyes widened in disbelief at first, as though he wasn’t sure what he was hearing, but then he leaned over and kissed me hard, while cheers erupted around us. When he finally pulled away, the restaurant owner was clapping, and so did the patrons, while I was crying with happiness, thankful for having this man in my life.