Falling stars, falling hard.
1323 Words
Benedict
I was preparing to head home to Texas, my kids were arriving today. I had to be there.
My phone rang.
" Mr. Ortega? I'm a friend of Ian's. I've been instructed to assist you with a delicate matter." A soft voice said.
" Good, I'm on my way to the airport, going to Galveston Texas. You near there?" I hoped.
" I am, infact your children are quite adorable. 7 kids, wow that's amazing." the voice said.
" You're at my home?" I was alarmed now.
" Well, not quite, but I've been watching things nearby. The kids spend time outdoors from 10am to 11am. Then back to home school I assume. The little girl is so precious."
" Meet me at the airport." I said, trying not to freak the hell out.
" Well, I might. It's up to you, you see Ian needs you in Mexico soon. I've been tasked to make sure you do your agreed upon part. If not, well I would hate to see the little ones so sad."
" Ah, threatening my kids, a tactic I myself have deployed. I see how you work. But here's the thing, I don't respond well to threats.
My men are most likely watching you this very moment. I suggest we become friendly real quick, understood?"
The person on the other line took a deep breath as if they were smoking.
"Airport then. I'll be there tomorrow around noon?" they said.
I agreed, then immediately called my security to do a sweep.
They called me an hour later.
" There was a cigarette butt near the barn. Looks like someone was lingering around. We will up security boss." They said.
I knew I needed to kill this person, whoever they were. I don't like threats on my very children.
I bit my lip, thinking of Sophia. f**k. I'm just like this person, ruthless to the core.
I got on the plane and headed to Mexico instead. I would end the s*x traffickers and free myself from the CIA mess.
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Josephine
I erased that last message incase Charles reread it.
He took me to a chalet in Sweden.
We were hiding out in a very quaint town near Lake Mälaren.
I had been tethered to a chair. I could have gotten loose, but I felt I owed it to Charles to let him own me for a while.
He was so very sweet as a kidnapper. He called daddy to tell him that I was fine.
Charles asked me about the baby. I shook my head,"I'm not pregnant, Ben wishes I were. Infact we haven't had s*x since, well...Mexico." I admitted.
"Why?"He asked as he made me some hot coffee. It was very snowy outside, cozy in our chalet. In another life, even romantic.
" He wanted to start fresh, try to change. He even changed his name and moved to the US for me."
" Oh that's pathetically sweet." Charles said angrily.
" He better give you the divorce. Then, once mine is final, we will wed. You and I together at last my love."
I smiled, not sure how to convince him I was in love with Ben. True love.
" Yes Charles." I said in a monotone voice.
He made me a bite of food then did the dishes.
" Can I lay down for a bit Charles, my back is aching."
He let me up to go to the room.
I lay down on my side. Charles sat next me and started to massage me.
He felt my scars and pulled my shirt up.
" Holy s**t, that fucker. I'm going to kill him!" He yelled.
" He didn't actually do this to me, it was his guy Arturo, he did apologize to me."
"Manuel ordered it though right?" he seethed. "I hate that guy."
" I used to hate him." I said.
" Josephine, don't say anything more about how he's changed. I was your first, I never hurt you like this man. I love you."
" You loved me so much that you didn't even remember our one night of passion. You married that woman. You called me a liar."
" Enough Jo. I love you."
He kissed my neck softly.
I went back to a time before I was taken and sold to Manuel.
I turned my head and let him kiss me. I kissed him back.
Soon the flames that engulfed us so many years ago were ignited.
My heart knew it was wrong, but my goodness it felt good to kiss this good looking man that I once loved.
" Josephine, will you make love to me? I won't make you, not like...well I am a gentleman."
" Then no, I promised Benedict I would save myself for our wedding night."
" But, that's not happening." He said rubbing my abdomen.
My hips involuntarily lifted to his touch.
" Charles, I promised him." My legs gently opened as his fingers found my womanly heat.
I bit my lip and turned my head as I moaned.
" Tell me you don't want me?" He dipped his fingers into my underwear.
" I don't uh...don't...want...I...oh Charles. Please."
He lay over me and loosened his pants, sliding himself into me. I held onto his butt as he melded our bodies together.
I arched back as he gasped.
" I can't stop my love, this is meant to be. The falling star fated us to be together that night, and now we are back together. I love you Jo."
My head rolled side to side with the pleasures that had engulfed me.
I needed this, to be loved by this man was so easy, he was so kind and I had known him since my youth. I trusted him completely.
I gave myself to him without fighting him. It is what I had learned to do with...I couldn't think of him now.
I felt tears building as I reached my climax. Charles lifted my knee up as he went deeper. He kissed my breasts and kept at a slow, deep rhythm.
I was helpless now. My body seemed to know his, it felt right.
Right in this moment I knew I had to be his wife. I was still in love with Charles Hudson.
" Josephine, I wish I had remembered our first time together more clearly. I believe if I wasn't so drunk I would have seen that you are the girl I was always meant to be with. My sweet Joey."
" Charles, shut up and give me more." I wasn't done with him.
I moved on top of his long, lean body and took him all in. I closed my eyes...Ben...I was thinking of Ben.
Oh shit...Ben I'm sorry. I swept all thought of Ben out of my mind as I made love with Charles.
Charles became frenzied and started to excitedly hold my hips as he arched up to meet me thrust for thrust.
We made love throughout the cold night. I was falling hard, back in love with Charles Hudson.
After several hours of passionate s*x, we slowed down and clung to eachother's bodies. The warm comforter covered us as we fell asleep in a warm cocoon of magic.
I dreamt of a man chaining me to a wall and drugging me. The tall man. I fought him so hard. I woke up with a start.
Charles had his eyes on me.
" I want to kill whoever did this to you. I see your body tense, hear your screams. Josephine, you can never go back to that monster. I forbid it."
" Charles, it was the men who first kidnapped me that I have nightmares about. They drugged me and...I guess you know the rest." I held my breath, trying not to cry.
I was too embarrassed to talk about it, thinking somehow I brought this upon myself.
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