44. Paris Italy with Ash.
1303 Words
In the morning Storm woke up and stretched, he had to end it with Stella.
He was thinking about how he would break it off with her.
Let her down easy. He stood up. He was very sore, he smiled at the way she responded to his firm body. He shook his head.
Wrong girl, he loved Jerika. He would be gentle when he broke it off with Stella. He knew she was delicate.
He got into the shower and dressed in a pair of jeans and a t- shirt. He ran his hands through his hair.
" Okay just do it Storm, rip the bandaid off. You got this, she will be upset, but she is not for you, not the one, she's far too needy."
Stella was gone when he got up. He ran down to the gym, she was not there. He went out to the garden pathway. He couldn't find her.
He asked the cook if she had eaten yet.
" Oh, yes she left a note for you." she handed him a piece of paper.
" Heading to Italy, meeting Ash in Paris. Thanks for everything, good luck at your big race, I really hope all of your dreams come true.
Thanks for putting up with me. You will make a very good husband to another girl, not me...but I'm sure any other girl than crazy me lol.
Goodbye...and yes, you were the one that gave me everything I needed. You did that. Thanks pal." She signed it- Just, Stella.
Storm smiled. " Little vixen. She dumped me, before I could dump her." He re-read the letter.
You were the one that gave me everything that I needed....
He felt kind of anxious that she had left him.
She's not in my plans. I love Jerika, I need to win this race to further my career, to start my family.
It's all I ever wanted, all I've worked for.
He shook his head and went up to pack for Rome. He sure wished Cash was here to be his mechanic to support his decisions. To tell him what to do. He was so conflicted.
Stella couldn't offer him a racing career with the Henderson family, nor be a beautiful bride to him.
He remembered her saying yes to him at their dinner.
I do, Yes,Yes I will marry you Storm.
She wore his ring. Even if it was plastic and only fit her thumb.
Storm frowned. He was going after her, he ran to get into his car. He took off to the airport.
Storm didn't know that Stella was already on a flight. She had hired a private jet to take her.
She was sleeping on the plane, sleeping very good. Her conscious was clear.
She did the right thing, leaving him so he could make all his dreams come true.
Storm looked for her at the airport. There was only one flight. He didn't see her get on the plane. He frowned and asked the flight attendant.
" Is there another way to get to Paris from this airport?" He asked.
" Not commercially, but yes, yes by private jet, if you have the means to do so."
She smiled at this handsome man.
He nodded. She hired a plane, that was smart. He grinned. Beautiful and smart too.
He boarded the plane. He would proceed to Rome, all alone. He missed her sweet kisses already.
He touched his lips. "Stella, what are you doing to me, to all of my plans."
Storm drank a strong drink, he nodded off.
Stella woke up. She landed in Paris. It was so busy. She looked for her car.
" Stella?" said a man holding a sign for her.
She nodded.
" Ash Palmer sent me to take you to your hotel." He said smiling.
She nodded and got into the car.
The man drove her to a beautiful old hotel, it was pink with flowers everywhere.
He helped her out of the car.
Stella walked into the lobby. She was way under dressed.
Ash saw her. He pushed through the throngs of well dressed people.
He grabbed her and held her in a bear hug and spun her around.
He leaned her back and kissed her. He kissed her like he was dying of thirst. He tasted her lips and smelled her perfume.
She touched his face.
" You look so handsome Ash, you make me feel so small, so uh...plain next to your beauty."
He shook his head. " I was thinking the same of you, you are so radiant, you look so strong.
Storm made you work out didn't he?" He said laughing.
Photographers were snapping their pictures.
" Which twin is he? Ash or Storm?" they wondered.
They hoped it was Storm, he was cheating on Jerika then, with this sexy brunette.
They called " Storm, Storm!"
The man didn't answer.
Darn, it was Ash Palmer then. Too bad, it would have been a better story if it was Storm.
They still sold the story to page 6. It hit the rag magazines in the morning.
Drake saw her kissing his cousin Ash. He felt a pang of jealousy.
She's supposed to be in Paris with me, I'm her rightful man. She wants me, not Ash, or Storm, or Cash, or Sam.
He was pouting. He sat with his father. Stewart was now actively dying. He wouldn't last the night, so the nurse told him.
Cash moved Kira into the summer home, in the country. He wanted her to be with the horses and feel the healing power of the country setting.
Drake missed his cousin being there with him at the hospital, they had really bonded.
Drake tried to call Stella, it went to voice mail. He could only imagine why, damn Ash.
Ash was at a clothing fitting. He was not nervous at all. He enjoyed walking the cat walk and fashion.
It was Storm that pushed him into race car driving, but he didn't have the -no pun intended, drive that Storm had.
Ash wanted to be a model.
Stella was in their large suite. She was sleeping. The long flight made her jet lagged.
Ash left her a nice dress and gave her instructions to arrive an hour early to get a good seat.
He instructed her to come back stage when she arrived, he left a pass for her on top of the dress.
Stella finally got up. She showered, then dressed the way Ash wanted her too. It was tight Versace dress with a winding waist line and a nude color.
It had a sheer cover, it was the illusion that she was naked underneath.
She shook her hair out, then put it up in a twist. She wore a pair of gold earrings and the ring that Storm had placed on her thumb.
She called the driver.
It was total chaos. She was ushered into the fashion house.
She was taken back stage. She saw various nude people getting dressed in a hurry.
Ash was sitting there in a chair, a man was putting make up on him. He had eyelashes and pale lipstick.
Stella was in love. " You are...so incredible my love." She said, almost speechless.
He saw the dress on her. He said,"Spin around for me."
She did.
" Stella meet me in the back, wait for me there."
He pointed to his dressing room.
A few moments later Ash came to her. He kissed her.
" Let's make love right now, right here you got me all worked up."
He unzipped his pants. Stella quickly removed her nude colored panties.
He held her as he thrust into her. She grabbed his butt as he moved. He was moaning, one of his eyelashes popped off.
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