Stone (The Forbidden Love Series Book 1)

by Angel Rose

  Something I couldn’t fathom.

  Something I just couldn’t comprehend.

  “I gotta go. See you tonight. Hands off Stone.” I said seriously. I kissed Daniel and Alyssa on their foreheads and headed for the door.

  “No promises there.” She giggled and closed and locked the door behind me.

  I headed to work driving the car that Andrew leased for me. A white 2015 Audi A6. I was nervous about seeing my boss. On top of being intelligent, rich, and gorgeous, he made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. This internship job was exactly what I needed to land me a huge corporate position at PrivateCom and not to mention all the free text messaging I could ask for and completely private. This job had its benefits, but I needed to make a choice. Andrew made it clear that even though I worked for him and was his personal maid, I owed him…everything, and If I didn’t make the right choice I would be paying for it…with the kids.

  I arrived at work just on time. The parking garage was full and I ran as fast as I could to get into the elevator. I yelled for the person inside to hold the door.

  “Hold it please!” I shouted.

  “Sure.” The deep yet soft tone came from the one and only…my boss Andrew Turner. I glanced up at his beautiful face, chiseled cheek bones, square jaw and the perfect lips. His green eyes glowed in the dim light of the elevator and his brown hair was neatly combed to the side.

  “Thanks.” I smiled, my heart still pounding against my chest from running.

  “You made it just in time.” He grabbed my hand. He wasn’t shy about anything. He was confident, strong and intimidating. I liked that about him. He reminded me of Stone.

  “Yeah, just made it.” I looked at my watch to avoid eye contact with him, afraid he might ask me to get on my knees and give him a blow job right there in the elevator. The elevator doors opened and he grabbed my hand tightly. We walked through the corridor to his office, my hands already sweating from the prospect of heading in that direction. He glanced around the hallway to see if our colleagues were watching, then he opened the door quickly, pushing me inside the room and against the door using the weight of my body to close it shut. He pressed his body hard against mine, reminding me that he had the right to do what he pleased. I could feel every inch of his body nestled into mine. I gasped as he placed his hand around the back of my neck and grabbed me by the hair tightly.

  “What are you doing?” I asked almost exhausted from just looking at him.

  “Just giving you a taste of what’s to come if you accept my offer?”

  “I’ve had a taste of what’s to come Andrew. Blow jobs, orgy’s, borderline slavery. I can’t say that I’m very happy with that.” I said softly, placing my hands against his chest and pushing him away from me gently. He grabbed a fistful of my hair making sure he had a tight grip on it.

  “You little bitch,” He whispered in my ear. “If you want to stay here working at this corporation, getting paid, me paying your rent and feeding those orphaned kids, you’ll give me what I want, when I want…and you will obey me. Do you understand what the fuck I’m telling you?” His eyes met mine and as much as I wanted to kick him in the balls, the moisture between my thighs was undeniable. I hated how vulnerable he made me feel. He smelled so fucking good, like a million dollars and Dolce and Gabana all wrapped up in one. “Do you?” he whispered sliding his tongue tenderly between my lips.

  “I…I’m not ready, Andrew.” My body shook. “I’m…afraid.” His eyes blinked as if he couldn’t believe what I had just said. I was lying, well in a way.

  I’ve never been afraid of anything in my life…except for that day. The day before Stone came home and found me…The day I knew what it felt like to feel helpless and almost violated from HIM.

  Andrew frightened me, like He did. When he’s nice to me…he’s beyond nice…with birds chirping and rainbows filling the sky. He could kiss me and turn me into a hot, sopping, mess in a second. He doesn’t even have to be inside of me to make me orgasm. As a matter of fact, we’ve never made love. He was so experienced sexually. He made my body feel good, but my mind confused. He could force himself on me, but he never did. He could’ve drugged and raped me if he wanted to, but I’ve always woken up safely in his arms.

  He’s a double edged sword, someone you want to believe in, believe that he’s going to change…he can change, and yet, you know the truth…He never will.

  “Afraid?”

  “Yeah…you know.” I glanced down at his tie.

  “From the first day you walked into this office I knew you were meant for me. There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’ll do anything for you.”

  “Why did you choose me, out of all those applicants? Highly qualified applicants for this internship.” He released his grip on my hair.

  “You were special. I knew it.” He smiled at me.

  “What about the kids? What about Stone? What will happen to them if I take you up on your offer?” I whispered.

  “They’re not your kids. We can have kids of our own. Your brother, Stone, can take care of them now. You’re too young and beautiful to have so much responsibility. Let me take care of you. I’ll be everything you want me to be.” His green eyes hypnotized me as his hand slid up my dress and found its way between my thighs. His fingers slowly pushed my lace panties to the side feeling the moisture on my sweet, virgin flesh.

  “I love those kids. Can’t I take them with me? I promise I’ll do anything you want. They won’t be a burden. Please.” He stroked me gently, massaging me slowly as he stared into my eyes. I was completely lost in him. He won every time.

  “No, but they can visit and so can Stone.” He whispered. He kissed me tenderly on the lips and for the first time I opened my mouth and let his tongue explore mine. We never made out. His kiss was everything I had hoped for and more, soft, sensual and hot. I really liked him, when he treated me well, or maybe it was just lust. I had to make up my mind and now I had a new problem. Tiny…I mean Stone. He’s here…with us. His offer may sound perfect but there’s no way I’m leaving those kids. No way.

  “I can’t.” His face turned red with anger.

  “Don’t make this hard Madison. You’re not leaving this place until you are Mrs. Andrew Turner or I’ll make sure those kids end up in foster care and your brother goes back to jail. I’ve spent a lot of money on you. Money’s not free.” He yanked my hair hard slamming my head against the door. The shock of the slam frightened me and my eyes welled up with tears. “You know those guardianship papers are bullshit, right?” He chuckled as he walked over to the enormous floor to ceiling window. “No one in their right mind would have given you and Stone custody of those kids. My lawyer drew up those papers to save your ass. You.Owe.Me.” I swallowed hard trying to shove the ball that was choking me down my throat. I cleared my throat. What a fucking liar. He said those papers were legit. “I’m sorry.” He said as he rubbed the back of my head with his hand. “Don’t make me hurt you, Madison. I…love you. I don’t want to hurt you. We’ve had a trying year. Let’s make this better. You’re so called brother is back. Let him take the kids.”

  My body was still engrossed on the sensation between my legs. Somehow his assault didn’t register until I walked out of his office and headed towards my desk. I rubbed the back of my head gently. He stared at me as I walked away like an abused puppy. I’m sure everyone in the office knew what went down and that to me was the worst part. I’ve never taken shit from anyone, but this guy stirs something in me that makes me feel like I can’t and won’t get anyone else better than him. He’s everything any girl would ever want and he wants me. He even covered up for me and made that lawyer put his job on the line to draw up those custody papers, even if they are fake. Why am I fighting him? Why?

  Chapter 6 Stone

  I knocked on the apartment door gently after realizing I didn’t have a key. Clarissa opened the door. She had Alyssa on her hip and the nipple of the baby bottle in her mouth. Right about now, her nipple is the only thing I wa
nt in my mouth.

  “Here…” she handed Alyssa to me while Daniel jumped up and down on the couch.

  “Jesus Christ Daniel, get down from there. Are you crazy?” I grabbed him with one hand and placed him on the floor.

  “Crazy!” Daniel shouted.

  “Watch your mouth! He repeats everything you say.” Clarissa shouted from the kitchen. “Shit!” I heard a dish drop on the floor in the kitchen.

  “Shit!” Daniel yelled.

  “Not the best role models, huh?” We stopped for a moment and laughed. I picked up the pieces of the dish she dropped on the floor. I glanced up and watched her hips sway from side to side as she walked from the sink to the refrigerator. I eyed her up and down like she was the next pork chop I was about to eat and suck on. I was hard in an instant and I swore she shook her ass just for me. Without looking, I picked up a sharp piece of the dish and cut my finger.

  “Dammit!” I cursed…again.

  “Dammit!” Daniel shouted.

  “Jesus, are you okay?” Clarissa walked towards me as I stood up sucking on my thumb.

  “Here…let me see.” She grabbed my thumb gently and placed it between her lips and sucked on my thumb and closed her eyes. She opened her eyes and glanced up at me. “I think it’s better now. What do you think?” she smiled innocently.

  “I’m not sure…I think you have to do it again.” I grabbed her by the waist, then placed my thumb on her lips. She slowly sucked on it gently. I pressed my erection up against her stomach. She stared into my eyes.

  “The windowsill.” I glanced over at the windowsill.

  “What about it?” I whispered.

  “I want you to slam into me from behind while my hands are pressed against the window.” My lips parted in awe. I felt those words shoot straight to my groin. I slipped my hands down her waist and grabbed her two big ass cheeks. She felt like the softest pillow in my hands. Daniel walked in.

  “Here’s the milk, it’s just right for her.” She said to distract Daniel. Letting go of her ass quickly, I walked over to the microwave and grabbed the bottle and started to feed Alyssa. I glanced at Clarissa. Her face was flushed. She cleaned up the floor with the broom and threw the broken dish in the garbage pail, then started to cook. Beautiful and she cooks. Holy shit! I must be dreaming.

  Soon Alyssa was asleep in my arms. I burped her gently, and laid her down in her crib. Daniel fell asleep with his little butt up in the air on the couch. He’s the cutest thing when he’s exhausted. I covered him with his ninja turtle blanket and carried him to his bed.

  ***

  The house was silent. The only thing you could hear was the crackling of the fried chicken Clarissa was making on the stove. Boy did that shit smell good. She moved around the kitchen like a pro and when she went to reach for something in the fridge and bent over, that ass sprawled out like the good Earth. Goddamn that ass is to die for! I’d like to spread her cheeks and lose myself in that ass!

  “Hey, there’s no dressing for the salad.” She sighed. “Oh well, anyway, there’s a surprise in the oven for Maddie. It’s a birthday cake for Bryan so we can celebrate his birthday.” She turned to look at me. She caught me with my mouth parted and decided to adjust her bra in front of me. What a tease, but, I like. I really like.

  “I can get some dressing at the store.”

  “No, I’ll make it from scratch.” She looked for some ingredients in the pantry and started making a mixture of whatever she found.

  “What time does Maddie get home?” I asked watching her whisk the ingredients in a bowl.

  “Not for another three hours.” She said softly looking over her shoulder at me.

  That was it! It was on! I needed to get some of that and that’s exactly what I was going to do. My body was aching in places I didn’t even know existed. I hadn’t gotten laid in six years and jerking off made my dick die somewhere along the line. I even felt guilty when I got out of prison and saw Maddie. Even she looked good to me and she’s my sister, I think. I know I’m thinking with my dick right now, but I need to get some.

  I looked over at Clarissa who was shaking her ass to a song on the radio. I wanted to hit that so badly, but for a moment, Maddie jumped into my head. I didn’t want to ruin her friendship with Clarissa. I didn’t want her to feel awkward around us. She needed Clarissa and I needed my family back. So far now, my blue balls will have to turn purple. I can’t let my dick think for me, besides, I have to make some phone calls to some old friends. I need money. ASAP.

  “Hey, are you hungry?” Clarissa shouted.

  “Yeah, I’ll be right there.” I answered. I glanced over at Daniel. He looked as if he was dreaming. “Hey…Daniel. Are you okay?”

  “momma…Bryan…momma? He said. I grabbed him and held him tight. “Momma…” I had to call Maddie. Daniel looked like he was going to freak out. I grabbed my cell phone and called her.

  “Hello?”

  “Maddie, Daniel looks like he’s upset…you know…about Bryan.” I whispered as I coddled Daniel.

  “Oh…” she whimpered.

  “Maddie?” I thought I heard her crying.

  “Yeah?”

  “What’s wrong?” She didn’t answer.

  “Nothing…it’s nothing I can’t handle.” I could tell something was wrong.

  “What is it? Tell me. NOW.” I barked.

  “Don’t yell…please. I’ll get in trouble. He’s coming. I have to go.” She hung up the phone and my anger got the best of me in two point two seconds. I grabbed Daniel and walked towards Clarissa.

  “What’s the address to Maddie’s job?” I asked angrily.

  “What’s wrong?” She held out her arms to grab Daniel.

  “Text it to me, I’ll be downstairs hailing a cab. Here…” I gave her my number and started walking out the door.

  “You can’t just show up at her job Stone. She’ll get in trouble.” She shouted.

  “She already is.” I got in the elevator and walked out of the building in a hurry. All kinds of shit were running through my head. Like how I was going to go there and rip her boss’s head off if he even breathed the wrong way and, if she’s crying, my fist is going to do the talking. I’m the only person that can make her cry. Me. Only me.

  Clarissa sent me the text message with the address and I told the cab driver to step on it, I have business to take care of. He stepped on the gas and starts to go through red lights and stop signs because now I have a gun to the back of his head.

  “Give me your license.” I whisper.

  “Yo, dude, is this really necessary?” he said.

  “Yeah, it is. I just got out of jail. I don’t mind going back. So, if you call the cops, I have your license with your address. I’ll kill your family first. Do you understand?” I said softly knowing the guy was about to pee on himself.

  He stops in front of the building and I place the gun behind my back. There’s no security. Her boss must not be that important. I press the elevator and once inside, I push on the eleventh floor, my body starts to tremble and my insides begin to tighten up. I don’t understand why I’m so mad, but the fact that Maddie was crying makes me want to put a bullet in someone’s head.

  “Can I help you, sir?” The receptionist asks.

  “Yeah, Maddie Stone?”

  “You mean Madison Stone. And you are?” She said smugly. I was about to grab her by her pretty little face and smash it against the desk, but then I realized she needed to ask who I was. It was her job.

  “Stone.” I said sternly.

  “Mr. Stone, can I help you?” I heard his voice and turned around. I knew it was him. Clarissa described him to a T. Good looking, rich smelling and a complete bastard.

  “Where’s Maddie?” I stood up straight and approached him, shoulder to shoulder, man to man. I was in confrontation mode and one false move from this motherfucker and he was going down…fast.

  “Madison, she’s working. I’m sure you’re not aware or familiar with that word since you j
ust got out of the shithole, but some of us work for a living and Maddie, works for me.” Yeah. That’s what I thought he would say, then my fist met his jaw and I knocked him the fuck out.

  The receptionist started yelling and I pulled out my gun to shut her up.

  “Shut up! Where’s Maddie?” I shouted.

  “I’ll get her, please, please don’t shoot me.” She said as she began to cry. Maddie ran out into the hallway.

  “Stone? What are you doing here? Oh my God! What did you do?” She was going to run to him and I grabbed her by her arm.

  “Get your shit. Let’s go. Now!” I shouted.

  She ran and grabbed her purse and we both ran down the stairs. It was straight out of a Bonnie and Clyde movie. I held her hand and we ran out of the building faster than the speed of light.

  “My car. Let’s go.” We hurried into the lot and the valet parking attendant got the car. We got in and she sped out of the garage practically running anyone over who stood in our way. Maddie had balls for being so young. She was fearless, but when I heard fear in her voice today, I knew she needed help. I knew this guy was fucking with her.

  “Jesus Christ, Stone! What have you done? He’ll fire me for sure!” she yelled.

  “Maddie, what’s going on? Tell me the truth.”

  “I’m not a little girl anymore. I’ll be nineteen in a couple of months. You can’t keep coming to my rescue.”

  “What? Are you fucking this guy? Did he buy you this car, too?” My heart was racing. I was so…jealous.

  “What’s it to you? You come out of jail six fucking years later and you want an explanation on who I’m fucking? Really? Where have you been? And besides, you’re my brother not my lover.” She barked.

  “I’ve been paying your goddamn rent for five years and putting food on the table for the kids while you finished high school. Or did you forget?” She lowered her head. She’s quick with her tongue and she needed to be reminded.