Oh Charles what have you done?
1329 Words
Josephine
I never told Ben about Charles wanting to see me.
I went to his room and knocked on the door. He had been romancing the hell out of me.
He must be tired.
I turned to leave when his door flew opened.
He stood there soaking wet, in a small white towel.
I burst into his room, pushing him down on the bed.
I tackled him as I removed that small towel.
We kissed. I needed him. My libido was in hyper drive I wanted him so badly.
For the past few weeks, he had been a perfect gentlemen. Meaning no s*x, none.
He grinned looking up at me.
" What? did you have another s*x dream about your new boyfriend?" He teased me.
I growled at him.
" Are we legally married still, somehow?" I asked, one eye closed, pursing my lips.
" I suppose there is legal truth to this claim." He put both hands behind his head, letting me lust over his very angelic body.
He was made for a woman like me to ravish.
I couldn't stop staring at him. This man, Benedict, he was my type. I know now what my type is. My type is Benedict.
He was unbelievably warm, loving, caring. I was in love, real love.
I was bringing him to meet my family at dinner. Brea and David as well as Sophia.
We all agreed it was time.
What I didn't know was that Ben had called daddy everyday to ask him for my hand in marriage, real marraige.
Daddy asked Brea to interview him and if he passed Brea's interrogation, daddy would say yes.
Ben pulled my now wet body up to his chest so he could reach my lips.
" I want to take you out shopping today. I need to spoil you baby." He kissed my lips, suckling my bottom lip as he pulled back to assess my response.
I rolled off of him, knowing he would be steadfast in denying my desires for him.
" You are litterally killing me here." I held my hands over my eyes dramatically.
He laughed, jumping up and quickly putting on his pants.
" Ok, go get your coffee, by then I will be ready for a day of shopping. See you in an hour or so?"
I nodded. I needed to talk to Charles. That would give me plenty of time.
Ben held me tightly and whispered in my ear. "All your dreams are about to come true. I promise you, Jo.
You said we need therapy, well...I've been talking to a shrink about my issues.
I guess I have some childhood stuff to work through with my father's abuse and anger.
Jo, I regret everything I did to hurt you. I swear to you that I will be the man you deserve, just give me a little time love to get my head fixed."
I frowned and nodded. "I see you Ben, you really do love me don't you, you're really in therapy?"
" I am Jo." I kissed him firmly and nodded. " I love you."
We kissed a bit more, then he pushed me out the door.
I left down the stairs and landed outside in the bright sun of the crisp morning air.
I caught a cab and made my way to Le Plage. The driver said it was near the Nice Côte d'Azur Airport.
I hoped it wasn't too far. I needed to be back in an hour.
I hurried inside and scanned the tables for Charles.
" Joey, I'm over here!"
Charles waved me down from the corner of the restaurant.
I was running late, I swiftly made my way over to him.
" I don't have time to eat, what is going on?" I asked him coldly.
He took my hand.
" Come with me, I need to prepare for my trip home. Can we talk on my way to the airport in the cab?"
I nodded, that worked. I could have the cab take me back after our talk.
We drove over to the airport.
" The thing is I found this in Lana's jewlery." He handed me my bracelet.
" It's over for us, I broke things off. I'm getting a divorce. Jo, I'm so sorry I ever doubted you, you were speaking the truth about Lana."
I had hot tears in my eyes.
He put the bracelet on my wrist.
" Charles. I'm not...I mean...I love another. Please try to understand. I've moved on now." I tried to explain.
" I know, you call him your boyfriend, but he's really that asshole that bought you, Manuel Ortega."
" Well, kind of. He is changing. He goes by Ben now and he's not the same person that held me captive, I assure you Charles."
He nodded as the car slowed.
" Walk me to my jet to say goodbye then. Hurry, I'm late."
I ran with him to the jet.
" Come up, I just need to tell the flight crew I'm here."
I stupidly nodded.
I entered his jet and the doors were suddenly closed behind us.
" Oh Charles, no." I said shaking my head.
" I'm just stealing back what is rightfully mine." He grinned as he zip tied me to a plush leather chair.
The flight crew winked at me.
Charles told them it was just a s*x fantasy of his we were playing out, not to worry. They had seen it all with eccentric billionaires like Charles.
I knew that everyone, mainly Ben, would think I ran away again.
What a mess Charles created.
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Benedict
"Hey Brea, it's Ben. I am...wondering is Jo is there with you?"
I had knocked on her door, it was over 3 hours since she left for coffee.
" No, she was getting coffee, we spoke briefly, she wanted to know what I was wearing tonight, Ben...you don't think she ran off. Like second thoughts?"
" Brea, that's all I've been thinking. But...it's not like her to not call you at least. How did she sound to you?" My heart was beating fast.
" Come to think of it, she was in traffic she said, in a car I think."
Brea paused, then sighed.
"OK, Ben she was meeting Charles. He asked her to see him before he left for home.
Jo met up with him once while she was in Monte Carlo. Well, before you arrived. He broke her heart, called her a liar.
It wasn't pretty. I know he changed his mind, we spoke. He knows now that Joey never lied. Charles wife, Lana did this to my sister."
" So Jo wants to go back to him then?"
Oh God, my heart was breaking.
I was feeling devastated.
" Ben, no...she loves you. She said you' ve really changed, I'm sure she wouldn't leave without at least saying goodbye to us.
She admitted to me that she has truly forgiven you, Ben."
I felt panick, it was hard to breath. I bent over and began to hyperventilate.
" Ben, calm down! I'm coming over. This must be all Charles, I assure you. Jo will do the right thing, she will call soon.
Let's give them time to sort this all out...shit! Now I'm starting to freak out here." She admitted.
" I can't let her go Brea, if she chooses a life with him, I will stop her. I can't let her be his now. I will take her back!" I felt my old possessiveness rearing it's ugly head.
Brea told me, "You are so wrong. My sister has already chosen. It's you Ben. She really does love only you. I wanted to hate you, but I see that she loves you, not him."
" That's nice of you to say, but I have done horrible things, things that really haunt me, reasons for her to leave me for good, I'm not a good person."
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