Divorced Heiress
Chapter 111

Sarah

The lawyers had arrived very early in the morning to the Villa, so early that I didn't even have time to change out of my pajamas and I didn't care about receiving them in such a state, ignoring the hangover that threatened to ruin my day, a result of the long

celebration we had last night after releasing the good news.

I didn't care about anything else but talking to the lawyers, I was anxious to meet with them and show them all the documents my parents had left me, as well as to finish the process of filing a complaint against Paul and his mother.

One of my lawyers confessed to me that he was aware of the documents I showed him, as my father had contacted him to help him with the meticulously planned plans, without room for error.

Fortunately, his plans turned out so perfect that no one could suspect even the slightest bit, and now, many things, many circumstances, many situations, many unanswered questions suddenly made sense to me, leaving me completely perplexed by the audacity of my parents.

Although deep down, I knew my father doesn't make mistakes, but more than that, I was surprised by all the information and documents I had in my hand, documents that the lawyers confirmed as valid. Everything was real, as real as the few hours of freedom that Paul has left.

Despicable.

-Having everything clear, we'll see you at two o'clock in the Doinel company to proceed with the immediate capture of Paul and Mrs. Dubois.- I smiled excitedly upon hearing those magical words from my lawyer that sent a chill down my spine.

There was still a long time before two o'clock, but I could wait a few more hours if my peace of mind and that of my loved ones depended on it. Besides, I want to enjoy a front-row seat to the capture of that miserable person.

I want to see Paul's face when everything comes crashing down on him, when he realizes that his plans didn't work out as he and his mother expected.

I stood up from my seat at the same time as the lawyers, and as I said goodbye by shaking their hands, a doubt started to linger in my mind, and the only ones who could clarify it were them.

-What will happen to Rachel and her parents?- Despite her stabbing me in the back by joining Paul and completely betraying our friendship, I was worried about what would become of her from now on. After all, her cooperation was of great help, and I wanted to believe that she was truly sorry for what she did.

-In a few days, she will start a new life outside of New York, with a new identity, just like her parents. She will be fine. She has asked for confidentiality, so we won't be able to give too many details, but you can rest assured, we will take care of the entire process for the Duncan family.-

My lawyer's response left me relieved. Despite her mistakes, she wouldn't be hit as hard. Although, I was a bit disappointed that she didn't want anyone to know about her new life. I would have liked to see her one last time and thank her in person.

-Very well, thank you very much, lawyer. Allow me to accompany you.- I waited for them to gather their things and walked behind them, feeling that my chest was about to burst with joy. Everything was going better and better.

The only thing left to complete my happiness was for my parents to return.

When the car disappeared from my field of vision, I let out a shout of excitement, while jumping and dancing in the middle of the living room, not caring that I must have looked pathetic.

It didn't matter, there was no one around, and it was a good way to finally release all the stress that had been bothering me for weeks. Now, I had many conflicting feelings.

-Abby!-

I have to tell her the details of the meeting with the lawyers. After all, it was her family that was involved, and she definitely had to come with me to the company and be part of this glorious day.

I hurriedly climbed the stairs and reached the door of her room. I stopped my fist in the air as I remembered that she disappeared last night after saying that she felt sick to her stomach. At this moment, she must be resting. It wouldn't be very humane of me to wake her up.

When I was about to turn around and go to my room, I was overwhelmed by regret and ended up knocking on her door. If she felt sick, we could resolve it, but this couldn't wait. There was no response from the other side, but I could hear movement, as if someone had fallen off the bed, I hoped not.

I knocked a couple more times with my knuckles and just as I was about to give up, the door opened, revealing a person who wasn't Abby. I scanned him from head to toe with wide eyes and had to force myself not to burst out laughing. Vincent looked sleepy and nervous, but what made me laugh the most was seeing him wrapped in Abby's silk and velvet feather robe. Okay, now everything made sense.

-They didn't waste any time, huh?- I spoke with complicity and Vincent blushed as he closed the door behind him.

-Weren't you supposed to go to your apartment? God, they fooled us all, no wonder they left early.-

-It's not what you think, Sarah. Actually, Abby wasn't feeling well, she vomited last night, and I didn't feel fit to drive. I didn't want to bother you all or ruin the night, so I decided to stay and take care of Abby, and...-

-For God's sake, Vincent, do you expect me to believe that big lie?- I asked, amused and offended. After all the encouragement I'd given him to take a risk with Abby, he dared to lie to me.

-Look at your neck, you have a hickey, your arms have scratches, and it's obvious you haven't slept at all. The night was intense.- I said, laughing so hard that it echoed throughout the hallway, and he tried to cover the bruise on his neck with his hand. My friend was so aggressive.

-Okay, okay. We couldn't resist, we let ourselves go and...-

I raised my hand in the air to stop him.

-I don't want details.- I said. Vincent scratched his head, looking embarrassed, and I smiled because the odd couple had finally taken the next step.

-I'm very happy for you both, I'm witness to what you feel for each other. I'll just tell you one thing, not as a cousin, but as Abby's best friend. Don't mess it up, don't hurt her, she deserves to be happy.-

-I have absolutely no intention of hurting the woman I love. I'll stop calling myself Vincent Lefebvre if I ruin the first relationship I've had seriously and without a contract.- He said, and I nodded, believing in him. I could trust my cousin, I knew perfectly well that he was a man of his word.

-I hope so, and I also hope that next time it's not in the villa.- I patted him on the shoulder and looked again with amusement at the robe that covered his body.

-You must be the same size as Alexander, I'll send you clothes through Maga. And, could you wake her up? Tell her I'm waiting for her in one hour in the living room, I have some important information for her.-

-Count on it.- Vincent opened the door and I walked toward my room.

-By the way, good morning.-

I turned around to give him a look of disapproval, still walking. Abby has already infected him with her antics.

When I entered my room, I stopped for a few seconds to observe with a smile on my face the man who was sleeping comfortably on my bed. I didn't intend to wake him up so early, I knew he would wake up with a good hangover, but I approached to adjust the blanket covering his body and left a kiss on his forehead before disappearing into the bathroom.

What I needed right now was a relaxing bath in the tub, but I knew it would take longer than I wanted, and I wanted to be ready as soon as possible to start this wonderful day. I had many things to do before going to Doinel.

The artificial rain managed to relax every muscle in my body, and I couldn't help but smile at the thought of my parents and the great work they did while pretending to be missing. And the best part was that they would be back at the least expected moment. I jumped in place and almost let out a scream of fright as I felt hands sliding around my waist, seconds before feeling the warmth of a body against my back. -Good morning, fairy.-

My muscles immediately tensed, feeling nerves bubbling in my system at the unexpected company of Alexander in the shower. Everyone went crazy in this house.

-What are you doing here? I thought you were asleep.- I couldn't see him, but I knew very well that he was completely naked, I could feel his body in its full splendor and it made me very nervous.

-I was, but I saw you going into the bathroom and thought you might need help.-

I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation of his lips brushing against the skin of my neck and his hands casually caressing my abdomen.

That aroused the desire for him to touch every inch of my body, as I remembered the day he made me his after years without feeling him, and despite the fact that he stayed at my house, we hadn't had the opportunity to give ourselves again, because we couldn't think of anything else but the problems surrounding us, leaving us completely stressed and without any desire other than to sleep embraced, giving each other the warmth we desperately needed at night.

But today, today was a wonderful day, a day to release all the stress completely, this time I wasn't going to stop it.

-Yes, I need a little help.- I replied without intending to open my eyes and soon felt his hands rubbing the naked skin of my back, which slid easily with the soap.

-Did you meet with the lawyers? I didn't hear you getting up.- Alexander brought up that topic and I supposed he did it so that his imagination wouldn't lose control, but who cares about that right now?

-I showed them the documents and... I left the word hanging in the air when I turned abruptly, facing each other and his eyes stopped on my face, looking at me with surprise and confusion. Honestly, I didn't know what I was doing, since the moment I felt his hands on my body, my sanity began to fade away.

Suddenly, his eyes seemed to understand what my body was needing, and he gave a half smile before pressing my body against his, feeling the movement of his firm chest with his heavy breathing. He wanted this as much as I did, I knew it from his expression full of desire, while feeling the hardness of his masculinity pressing against the lower part of my abdomen.

Alexander lifted my face by taking my jaw with his hand, I looked at him frowning, with my mouth slightly open and irregular breathing, enjoying his touch that, far from hurting me, I loved it.

We looked at each other for a few seconds, enough time for our gazes to speak for us. I ran my hands through his neck, clinging to his body as if I couldn't get enough of his closeness, and his mouth opened as if he had touched his most sensitive part. We didn't stop to think about anything else when our lips met as if centuries had passed. More than a kiss, it was chemistry, pure liquid heat on my lips, causing a hot line to crawl under my chest and settle in my stomach.

My feet stopped touching the water-filled floor when Alexander lifted me in the air and wrapped my legs around his waist. Then, I let out a cry of pain when he pressed me against the cold wall, while he continued kissing me fiercely, sliding his tongue into my mouth unhurriedly. Something trembled inside me, somewhere between blood cells and neurons, a space where it really wasn't mind or body.

God, was this really going to happen in this place, against the wall of my bathroom with water falling on us like rain?

Then, it was just my back against the wall and his glory at the entrance of my femininity. I held onto his body, with all my muscles tense, waiting for him to enter me, but that moment never came. Instead, he only rubbed against my wet and eager sex, as if he were playing with me.

I left his lips to look at him with a displeased expression, although I wasn't sure if I had achieved it, because it was impossible to hide how much I wanted to feel him inside me once and for all.

His dark eyes looked at me as if I were a glass of water in the middle of the desert, and with that, I kissed him again, hoping he would decide soon or I would end up going crazy.

I moved on top of his body with the intention of him finally entering me, but his hands stopped me just as I was about to achieve it, causing me to let out a sigh of frustration.

-Calm down.- He whispered over my lips and I looked into his eyes again, which appeared darker, reflecting how turned on he was, but I didn't understand why he wasn't doing anything else to quench our thirst.

Then, I understood everything when he gave me a half-smile, while resuming his playfulness with my femininity.

He wanted me to ask for it, he wanted me to beg him.

I could refuse such a thing at another time, but not now, not when my mind had completely disconnected from my body and I just wanted Alexander to invade me.

-Alexander, please...- My voice came out almost in a whisper accompanied by a gasp and I couldn't even finish speaking when I felt him entering me mercilessly, stealing a moan from me that I had to suppress against his shoulder.

I lost all breath, all function, all ability, everything, for an endless moment the only thing I felt was the slow, hard and pleasurable penetration, filling me completely, feeling a sweet and thick abundance in my center, making me forget everything and focus on his hand that held me tightly by the waist and the other that tightened on my jaw to make me look at his face.

I tensed up for a few seconds where neither of us moved, but after leaving a tender and fleeting kiss on my lips, the rhythm started as well as our moans of pleasure.

My thighs clung to his body tightly, while his hands held my buttocks to help me move against him, completely ignoring the artificial rain that accompanied us, being a witness to this special moment.

He watched me without kissing me, while his thrusts increased, the way we looked at each other was more intimate than a kiss could ever be.

I hadn't realized how much I loved to admire him until I saw his dilated pupils, his slightly parted lips as gasps and moans escaped him, I saw every tremor of tension and pleasure pass through him, the way his abs flexed to fit against my body, I saw that slightly lost, childlike and yet excited gaze.

The fire inside me grew with each passing second, with each thrust, each caress, and although I wanted to close my eyes to concentrate on the pleasurable sway of his body, I kept my eyes open, looking at him, not missing the slightest expression on his face. Alexander's eyes closed and his nose wrinkled as if he were resisting giving in.

I felt a kind of electricity passing through my stomach and reaching my womb, I didn't even close my eyes when I felt the tension in my center that threatened to overwhelm everything, my legs began to tremble and I involuntarily opened my mouth, letting the moans escape.

Alexander knew I was about to climax and he increased the speed while his hands gripped me tightly, as if they were claws.

I came so quickly, so intensely, it was like a lightning bolt, one second I was gone and the next I was back, digging my nails into my man's back.

Alexander didn't stop, even though he knew I had arrived as intensely as a waterfall, his final moan was muffled by my lips, pushing hard one last time and gently swaying through the aftershocks.

The only thing that could be heard in the bathroom was the sound of drops hitting the floor and our heavy breathing.

I inhaled Alexander's essence until my lungs trembled and I wanted to pause this moment and stay in it, the unique and special moment of the gleam in his honey-colored eyes that looked at me with tenderness, with love, with adoration, those eyes that admired me as if I were the best work of art he had ever seen in his life, after making love to me.

-I love you, my Sarah.-