Phillip: Triplets (Members From Money Book 33)

by Katie Dowe

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  “Daisy what are you doing?” Allison exclaimed as she caught the woman trying to light a cigarette. “You know better than that.” She plucked the cigarette from the woman’s fingers and wondered how on earth she got it. She also confiscated the pack and shoved them inside her pocketbook. It was Monday morning and she had not heard anything from Phillip Anderson or the woman who had called her. She guessed she just have to wait and see if she was pregnant!

  “I am tired of sitting around waiting to die!” she snapped.

  “I had no idea you were waiting on death,” Allison said mildly, used to the woman’s histrionics.

  Daisy looked at her balefully. “You are young and beautiful and have your whole life ahead of you. You have no idea what it is to be me.”

  Allison picked up a framed black and white photo of a young woman laughing into the camera. “This was you so you were also young and beautiful. My time will come. Enjoy the life you have left.”

  “Easy for you to say,” she grumbled, her anger subsiding. “What did you do over the weekend?”

  Allison looked at her startled. “I spent time with my Dad.”

  “Aren’t you going to find a young man and settle down with?”

  “Eventually,” Allison said smoothly as she went into the kitchen to get the woman’s lunch.

  “You are not getting any younger honey!” Daisy called out.

  “You were the one who said I was young and have my life ahead of me.” Allison said as she sliced tomatoes to make the sandwich.

  “Time goes by fast.”

  Allison did not respond but continued making the sandwich and brought it to her.

  “Aren’t you having any?”

  “I am not hungry yet. Eat so I can give you your medication and test your sugar level.”

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  Phillip let his mind wander as he sat in the meeting. The remodeling for the first hotel had started and was well underway. He was in a meeting with the finance team but could not seem to concentrate. “That’s all,” he said abruptly causing them to stare at him as he cut off the CFO in mid-sentence.

  “Yes, sir,” the man said quickly not daring to remind him that he had been saying something important.

  He waited until they had left. “Maura get Monique on the line.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  She buzzed her through.

  “Monique how are you?” he asked her politely.

  “I am fine Phillip. And you.”

  “Good.” He said briskly. “I have considered your offer.”

  “Perfect. We just need to tie it into the December ads.”

  “Could you get your advertising team to start working with mine?”

  “Of course Phillip.”

  “Thank you.” He hung up the phone and played with his fountain pen restlessly. He buzzed Maura again. “Place a call to my mother and tell her that I will be there for dinner this afternoon.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  He got up from his desk and went over to the window. The sun beat down on the plants and gave them an extra brilliance. He shoved his hands into his pockets and stared moodily at the scene. He turned and walked over to his private line and made a call. “I want you at the house on Saturday afternoon,” he said briefly and hung up. He was going to have children with her so nothing was wrong in having regular sex with her. It would double the odds!

  Chapter 4

  His eyes raked over her as soon as he opened the door to admit her. She had made some flimsy excuse to her dad by telling him that she had to see a client. The lies and subterfuge were twisting her inside out. She had put on a simple flowery dress with thin straps and ankle boots with heels. She was tired of him looking down on her. But even so he still towered over her. She barely came to his chest.

  He stepped aside for her to enter. As usual he was wearing denims and black t-shirt and sandals. He gestured to the living room.

  “How are you?” he asked her politely as he went to pour them glasses of wine.

  She stood there in the middle of the room and looked at him. “I am fine.” She tried to match his polite tone but failed. He had sent her away from him and had not called her or anything. She was not used to this! “Are you okay now?”

  He arched a brow as he handed her the glass. “What do you mean?”

  “I know that this is an arrangement Phillip but I expect common courtesy. You cannot just call me and expect me to come over.”

  “You entered into a contract with me, remember?” he asked her coolly as he gestured for her to sit.

  “What if I had not come?” she challenged him as she sat on the edge of the sofa. All the way here she had thought about turning back but had not dared.

  He smiled at her grimly. “When I call you come; Ms. Roberts, no questions asked.”

  Allison felt the stirrings of anger and her dark brown eyes blazed at him. “I am not a damned puppet-“

  “Lower your voice,” his tone was autocratic and his grey eyes chilly as he stared at her. He had no idea why he had called her and he was regretting it now. He did not need her opinion or what she thought! He just needed her to come and do what she was supposed to do and be on her way.

  He got to his feet abruptly. “This was not a good idea.”

  “Why? Because I have an opinion?” she asked staying where she was.

  “I don’t need to know what you think, Ms. Roberts. I need to know that you abide by the rules.”

  “Isn’t it a little too late for formalities?” she asked him sarcastically. “You cannot very well call me Ms. when you took my virginity can you?”

  He glowered down at her and for a moment Allison felt the fear racing through her. He was Phillip Anderson one of the most powerful man in the world and she had already taken his money. It would not take anything for him to destroy her!

  “I am sorry-“

  “Go into the bedroom,” his voice was soft and menacing and she could see the hardness of his expression.

  “Please I did not mean-“

  “Now!” she spun around and practically ran towards his suite, her heart racing inside her breasts. She stood just inside the bedroom waiting for him to come inside and when he did she started to tremble.

  “Take off your clothes.”

  She hesitated and then did, sliding the dress down over her body and stepping out of it and then stepping out of her shoes. She stood before him only in her underwear, white lace with a light pink lace on the edges. His eyes studied her so thoroughly that she wanted to wrap her arms around her body. He undressed and Allison went weak at the knees as she saw the telltale bulge of his erections. “Get on the bed.” He told her coldly.

  She scrambled on and he came over her. He took off her underwear and passed his fingers over her quivering flesh, pushing her open and cupping her sex. She moaned as his fingers brushed her mound. With a hardened expression on his face he came over her and entered her swiftly causing her to arch her back. Her fingers curled into the sheets as she did her best to try and not touch him. Without his prompting, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, her body moving towards his urgently. His intense expression sent shivers through her and she opened her mouth hungrily as he bent towards it, his mouth taking hers in a bruising kiss that had her body shivering. He tore his mouth from hers and stared down at her, his expression unreadable. Allison wanted his mouth back on hers but she did not dare ask! She felt the buildup of tension in her lower body and unconsciously reached for him, curling her small fists into his chest as she heaved towards him! Her body shuddered uncontrollably and Phillip’s expression softened for an instance as he looked at her. He tumbled with her, his body spinning with hers as the powerful orgasm rocked them both so much that their sounds echoed throughout the quiet room!

  There was a sucking sound as he pulled out of her slowly. The tremors were still dancing along his body and his feet felt weak. He rolled off her and got off the bed, looking down at her before marchin
g off to the bathroom. Allison tried to gather her composure but somehow she could not do that. She knew the drill! She was to get up and put her clothes back on and then leave. She took a deep breath and got up, sliding off the bed. She was just reaching for her underwear when he came back inside completely naked.

  “What are you doing?” he asked her coolly.

  “I am getting dressed.”

  He walked over to her swiftly and took the clothes from her.” Not just yet.” He told her tightly. His hands cupped her breasts and he bent his head to take her nipple inside his mouth. Allison gasped and her fingers dug into his solid shoulders and held on. “Please,” she whispered.

  To her shocked surprise he went on his knees before her and pushing her legs apart he opened the folds of her vagina. When his tongue dipped inside her she almost crumpled! If he had not gripped her hips firmly she would have fallen to the carpeted floor. His tongue went in deeper and started thrusting into her. It was unbelievable! She cried out his name and grabbed his hair. She did not care that he did not want her to touch him but this was something that as long as she lived she would never forget! But he pulled out her and she almost cried! He pulled her down and turned her around, slipping into her from behind. Allison thought that it could not get better but she was so wrong. He touched the core of her and she dug her fingers into the strong arms that held her around the waist as she plunged into her over and over again. She had no idea that she was sobbing out his name and asking him for more! He gave it to her, his erection reaching further into her until they became one!

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  She wanted his arms around her when they were done! She did not want to leave! There was no way they could share something as wonderful as this and he did not feel anything. She had cried! The tears were still on her cheeks to prove it. But like before he got up and pulled her up with him. Oh she wanted his arms around her so badly! “Get dressed,” he told her.

  “I want to stay,” she blurted out.

  His eyes raked her and he stepped back. “Get dressed.” He repeated and gathering up his clothes he headed for the bathroom.

  Allison was still trembling. Her body still felt him on her, every hard contour of his body was embedded on her body and her heart raced as she thought about what he just put her through. She dressed slowly, her eyes bright, her body flushed from his lovemaking. She was just putting her dress back on when he came back into the room. He stopped and watched as she put her shoes on. He then gestured for her to go ahead of him. They went into the living room and she picked up her pocketbook. “I will call you when I need you.”

  She nodded, her head held high. She will not allow him to see her pain. That was for when she went into her car! “And Allison?” his voice stopped her. “No more arguments. I call the shots and I want you to remember that.”

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  He stood by the window and watched as she sat there in her car before driving away. He had almost told her to stay but that would not have been a very good idea. He had felt it and it had become more passionate and heated than before if that was even possible! It was business, pure and simple and he had to remember that! When this was over and she was pregnant with his children he might have her one or a few times but that was where it ended. He did not want a relationship with anyone, he only wanted a receptacle for his children and that was that! He threaded his fingers through his hair and wondered why it sounded so hollow!

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  “Honey, are you okay?” her father looked at her in concern as she made her way inside. It was almost nine and she had prayed that he would be in bed before she got there.

  “Just tired,” she forced a smile and bent to kiss him on the cheek. She glanced at the familiar crossword puzzled he was doing before moving away. “Would you like some tea?”

  “I already made myself some. Go and get some rest. You work too hard.” He waved her away indulgently.

  Allison needed no second bidding as she practically ran to her small room and closed the doors behind her. She leaned against it and closed her eyes feeling the tears burning her lids. She should have known better! There was no way she could have gotten involved with a man and not become emotional about it. She had been a damned fool! The first time he had made love to her she had felt it and had relived the night over and over again. She put her hands over her belly. What if she was already pregnant? How was she going to go on as if it was business as usual? How could she not expect her life not to change? It already was changing! She put her hand over her mouth to stop the sob from escaping! He had exposed her to so much especially tonight and she had felt her emotions raw and exposed. But it had not meant anything to him! How could it when it was just a business arrangement for him. Her nipples felt raw and sore where he had latched on and her knees buckled as she remembered his tongue inside her. She had gone and fallen in love with a cold austere billionaire and she had no idea what to do about it!

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  Paulette Anderson rose to her feet gracefully as her son came striding into the living room of her elegant apartment. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked at the tall commanding man who had inherited her grey eyes and nothing more. He looked like his father and commanded the same attention he had when he stepped into a room.

  “Mother,” he said briefly as he barely touched one cheek before going to sit on one of the sofas in the far corner of the room. He nodded as the maid came forward with a glass of wine. “How have you been?”

  “Well, thank you.” She had always been intimidated by him and by his father and never knew what to say to either of them. Even from a child he had had this maturity about him and this coldness that he had inherited from his father and when she had tried to hug him several times he had always moved away. She had stopped trying but how she wished he would allow her to show him how much she loved him. “I am glad you came.”

  He shrugged slightly as he sipped the wine. “This is good.” He murmured.

  She looked pleased. “Rioja, it’s main ingredient is the Tempranillo grape from Spain. It is very similar to the Cabernet. I thought you would like it.”

  Paulette Anderson was a wine expert and was often called on to taste and make recommendations for the various high society functions being held every week. She had made it into a career and her wine cellar was famous for the wines she collected.

  Phillip sipped the wine and leaned back against the sofa. “How was the dinner party?” he asked referring to the one he had missed over the weekend.

  “I am so sorry you were not there,” she murmured. “It was splendid.”

  He nodded and did not respond. Paulette squirmed slightly as she watched him. He seemed to have gone into another world and had forgotten that she was even there. She knew it was duty to him whenever he came and see her and usually he did not stay very long. She looked up as he got to his feet and went to the window.

  “Why didn’t you have more children?” he surprised her by asking.

  She started and struggled to find the right response. “Your father wanted only one. An heir and when he found out that he was getting a son he said that was it for him.”

  He turned to look at her, his expression unreadable. “I want more than one.”

  “That’s good,” she nodded her greying blonde hair, pleased that he was being so personal with her. “Have you met-“

  “No,” he said abruptly and she had a sinking feeling that she had said the wrong thing. She watched as he put the glass away and made his way to the door.

  She sprang up and followed him. “Aren’t you staying for dinner?”

  “I have some things to look over for meetings in the morning.” He stopped and turned to look at her. “Maybe we could have lunch this week.”

  “I would love that,” she wanted to reach out and touch him but he remained at a distance and she knew he would not appreciate her reaching out. “Thanks for coming.”

  He nodded and turning he went towards the door to let himself out. Paulette stood th
ere and closed her eyes. She prayed that one day he would know how much she loved him!

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  She stared at the calendar at the end of June. She was not pregnant! Her periods had come with a force that made it clear to her that she was not carrying his children. She sank down onto the bathroom floor and buried her face into her hands. He had not called her since that time he had made love to her and that had been two weeks ago. But she had a feeling that he would be calling her soon. What if it did not happen? What if she could not carry his child? Her periods would be finished in the next three days and soon after that she would be ovulating. She had checked with the doctors and they had told her. It was now June 20th so another two weeks would be fine. She took a deep breath and then reaching for her phone she called his private number. She had just come home from work and she knew he was at his office until very late. “Yes?” his deep voice caused a shiver deep inside her.

  “I-It’s Allison.”

  “How may I help you?”

  She flinched at the indifference in his voice. “My periods came.”