Rapine: Abducted by the Billionaire

by Charlotte Rose

  I silently consider this. I recall that many devoted parents and pet owners implant a GPS tracking microchip into their kids or pets to quickly find them when they get lost or stolen. I’d first heard of these high-tech GPS tracking systems a while back in the magazine Robb Report as well as online at Trend Hunter and thought it was a great idea. A satellite instantly can send a child’s or pet's location to a computer or cell phone.

  “How does it work?” I ask curiously.

  “I will have someone give you a local anesthetic, and have the chip implanted in your arm using a syringe-like device. The chip uses satellite technology so I can track you anywhere you are in the world.

  Wow, I basically would become Julian’s property. However as I consider this further, I realize that ultimately it turns me on being a man's piece of property as long as I am treated well. It’s so primal, and…hot. I would also feel safer if Julian always knew where I was.

  “Okay, I’d like to do it.”

  “Are you sure?”

  I nod my head. “I am sure.”

  “We can arrange this in the evening. This will give you a few hours to think it over. I really want you to be 100 percent sure.”

  In the evening, after a relaxing day spent on the beach, I still haven’t changed my mind. My fears of Derek finding me have only intensified.

  Julian has flown in the nearest specialist to do the procedure. I am a little nervous but the entire procedure is done quickly and painlessly. The chip is implanted in my upper right arm.

  Once the specialist leaves, Julian picks me up in his arms and kisses me passionately. I sense he is overjoyed that I agreed to have the procedure. I am now officially his property. A chip is not as easily removed as a wedding ring but when I consider the depth of my commitment and love for Julian, I know I’ve done the right thing.

  The next morning, we head for another honeymoon destination. Julian is keeping it a surprise until we get there. I’m excited to make love and do romantic things together on another paradise island and in another five-star resort or hotel.

  We arrive at Four Seasons Resort Bora Bora in the early afternoon and I notice the island looks very similar to Fiji. As usual, Julian has booked the very best suite available-we are staying at the Superior Beach View OverWater Bungalow Suite.

  For lunch, Julian has arranged in-bungalow dining. We sit on the patio with an array of delicious seafood and take in the view of the turquoise water, blue sky, and the mountains surrounding us. For some reason, today Julian appears to be deep in thought. In the middle of our lunch, Julian grabs my hand and kisses the dorsal. He sets it down and intertwines his fingers with mine. He gazes at me lovingly.

  “What are you thinking?” I probe.

  “Just how much I love you,” he murmurs.

  “Aw honey.”

  “I was also thinking that I’m truly surprised about you.”

  “Why?” I arch an eyebrow.

  “I’m surprised that you haven’t asked me to buy you anything yet. You just don’t seem that interested in material things. All the other women I’ve been in a relationship with were always asking me for things. Although I have no problem with this and I even encourage it, you’re unlike any woman I’ve ever been with.”

  “Well nothing makes me happier than spending time with you honey,” I murmur. “How many woman have you dated?”

  “Well as you know I’ve hired courtesans and escorts, but I’ve only ever had five official girlfriends.”

  That explains Julian’s suaveness. “I’ve only had one other boyfriend before Derek,” I tell him.

  “I’m quite glad to hear it Cheryl,” Julian’s eyes twinkle. He raises my hand to his mouth and kisses the dorsal again. “Please, ask for anything you want. You can have whatever you like.”

  I recall my bank account balance. He’s already bought my love what more does he think he needs to offer me?

  “I want to take you shopping in St. Thomas. They have a wide variety of jewelry stores there. Every woman loves jewelry.” He gazes at me with expectation and I sense I would hurt him if I turned him down. He’s a man who loves to give.

  “Honey, that’s sweet, I’d love to.”

  His eyes light up brilliantly as he smiles, and it makes me smile. I know Derek liked to spoil me but Julian is even more generous and focused on pleasing me.

  We spend three full and lusciously indulgent days in Bora Bora; snorkeling, swimming, getting spa treatments, fine dining and wining, and making love. I don’t want to leave but Julian has another surprise destination in store and I can’t resist discovering the next destination.

  The next morning, Julian and I board a private plane headed to Peru. As we fly over the expanse of ocean, I realize I’ve never been so relaxed, happy, and excited in my life. I am starting to feel that I could continue to do this for a long time. Ilove the thrill I feel when Julian informs me we are headed to our next destination. I feel as if I don’t ever want to stop travelling.

  We arrive in Machu Picchu Sanctuary Lodge and I can see Julian is excited. He informs me he’s always wanted to see the lost city of Machu Picchu. We’re only staying for one and a half days. Day one of our stay is spent walking through the gardens surrounding the resort and getting couple’s massages.

  The next day, we rise early the next morning and enjoy a walk through Machu Picchu at sunrise. Julian and I walk hand-in-hand, taking in the breathtaking views. In the afternoon, we are onto our next destination.

  CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

  Anguilla is truly paradise. The beaches are powdery white with crystal clear blue waters. Julian explains that the beaches in Anguilla are made up of crushed coral whereas many Caribbean beaches are made up of grainy volcanic sand.

  Julian rented out a two-level villa for us at the Viceroy hotel. We go scuba diving together for most of the day. Then we both get massages at the spa. We have dinner at Cobà, overlooking the Caribbean Sea.

  After dinner, Julian and I relax at Sunset Lounge. Julian lights up a Gurkha Black Dragon cigar, and lets me take a puff.

  “Ew,” I cough out the smoke.

  Julian chuckles and takes the cigar from me.

  “It takes a while to get used to the taste.” Julian takes a long inhale of his cigar and then puffs out the smoke all the while piercing me with his primal stare. I gaze into his captivating blue eyes.

  I haven’t realized how much time we’ve spent together. We’ve been together twenty-four seven for the past few months and the more time I spend with him, the more I love him.

  “I have another surprise for you tomorrow,” Julian whispers close to my ear.

  “Tell me!” I say cheerfully.

  “It won’t be a surprise if I tell you now.” He chuckles and looks so incredibly happy, the happiest I’ve seen him. I feel the exact same way. Nothing else in the world matters to me but him.

  Julian orders us two glasses of Cristal champagne. He wraps an arm around me and I cuddle into him. Our champagne is served promptly.

  Julian raises his glass. “This is to celebrate our first night in Anguilla.” We click glasses.

  I chuckle. “You always celebrate the simplest of things.”

  “Champagne is for celebration and I want to celebrate the simplest of moments with you because I love you.”

  “Aw honey,” I peck him on the lips.

  “You mean everything to me,” he whispers close to my ear.

  At this moment, I realize that I feel the same way about him. Julian means everything to me.

  I go into the bedroom and see Julian undressing. He orders me to get undressed. I do as he says and walk over to him. Striking blue eyes sweep over me as I approach.

  He twirls his index finger in the air, indicating that he wants me to turn around.

  “It’s like unwrapping a present,” he whispers as he gazes greedily at my body.

  He pulls me onto the bed and spreads my legs. He puts his face between my legs. He pushes my panties aside and licks my inner thig
hs. He inches his tongue closer to my hole, but teases me by licking around it.

  Finally, he flicks his tongue several times on my clitoris. I moan with pleasure.

  He hardens his tongue and slides it up and down my hole, stopping to flick my clitoris several times.

  “You like that?” he whispers from between my legs.

  “Yes, it feels good, honey,” I whisper back seductively. “You’re a pro.” He seems intent on pleasing me.

  He groans as he flicks my clitoris. I arch my back and completely let go to the intense and pleasurable sensations vibrating through me.

  He circles his tongue around my clitoris and up and down, driving me wild. He continues increasing the pace steadily, winding me up slowly.

  He opens access to my hole with two fingers, lashing his tongue harder onto my clitoris, fucking it with his tongue, sending thrills through me. I am completely wound up.

  He hits his tongue on my clitoris rapidly. “Julian, oh Julian, fucking amazing,” I scream with bliss, as my body tenses and then releases with a powerful, explosive orgasm.

  I lay there, breathing heavily, completely satisfied, and relaxed, as Julian pulls me into his arms.

  “You liked that baby?” he whispers.

  I nod, hum, and close my eyes. Fucking amazing.

  In the early morning, after long and passionate love-making, I lie utterly relaxed in Julian’s arms, blissfully listening to his heartbeat.

  After a while, I prop myself up to look at his gorgeous face. I gaze lovingly into Julian’s eyes. I feel my heart flutter. I am so in love.

  “I love you,” I whisper.

  “I love you too Cheryl.” Julian gently strokes my arms.

  Suddenly I am reminded of Julian’s past words, “You will learn to love me, I am sure of that.”

  “You were so confident that I would learn to love you,” I whisper. “And now I am head over heels in love with you.”

  Julian’s eyes light up and twinkle with a brilliant intensity. He smiles with pride, his ego obviously stroked. He raises his arm and tucks it behind his neck, revealing his underarm.

  “Yes, I was sure of it because of hypergamy.”

  “What?” I raise my brow.

  “A woman will always feel instinctive urges to leave her current partner in favor of someone she perceives to be of superior status.”

  “You are better than Derek,” I murmur.

  Julian smiles.

  “You are the best Cheryl.” Julian kisses my forehead. “You are my trophy wife.”

  We exchange a passionate kiss. My heart flutters.

  Julian’s world phone rings from the bedside table.

  “I got to answer babe,” he whispers into my ear. “Business as usual.”

  He answers the phone without looking at the caller ID while he cuddles me into his chest.

  “Julian,” he replies in a relaxed tone.

  I hear someone yelling over the phone.

  Julian’s whole body stiffens up. He shoots up in bed. I shoot up straight after him and gaze at Julian who has the phone forcefully pressed to his ear.

  “Fuck you,” he growls loudly like a tiger.

  Julian jumps out of bed and stands. His eyes are burning with anger as he glares at me while listening to the caller.

  “You’re going to have to try to get to me first,” he sneers.

  I get a sneaking suspicion. Is that who I think it is? Is it Derek?

  “The problem is, she loves me now,” he growls.

  My heart begins to race. Oh my God. It is Derek!

  My mind flashes with thought after thought. He wants me back! I love Julian now. I am his wife! I don’t want to go back to Derek. I want him to leave us alone. I am so happy. I am so in love!

  “I won’t make the same mistake you made,” Julian roars while glaring at me.

  He listens intently. I watch his stone cold expression. He looks fierce and if I didn’t know him better, I’d be scared.

  “I will break you,” he sneers and hangs up.

  “What happened?” I ask immediately, wide-eyed.

  “Nothing to be concerned about,” he reassures. He comes forward and kisses my forehead. “I will make sure of it.”

  These same words from Derek had me feeling anxious. These words coming from Julian have me feeling secure. Really, how did this happen? Having two guys fighting for me?

  “Let’s get dressed and enjoy the day,” Julian says softly. “We only have one day left here, until our next destination. I want to make our honeymoon memorable.”

  “Okay, honey,” I say cheerfully, already a little more relaxed, regardless of the phone call. Julian’s relaxed and confident attitude is very comforting. I’m also amazed how quickly he can change his mood.

  We have a long, tranquil breakfast as the sun rises. We enjoy a cup of coffee as we discuss our plans for the day and take in the beautiful paradise beach scenery around us.

  We go swimming, and playfully splash each other in the water. Julian holds me in his arms and kisses me. He dips me into the warm water and makes loves to my mouth. We passionately kiss and playfully splash each other for hours. I have completely lost track of time. I don’t care what time it is. This moment with Julian, enjoying each other’s company in the water, is all that matters.

  After hours of splashing, we lay on the edge of the water in the sand. Julian gets on top of me, lifts my hands, placing them behind my back and rapes my mouth with his tongue. It’s a breathless, deep, tongue-twisting kiss that makes me realize I am his forever. He has claimed me. I close my eyes. His kiss takes me away into another world; a world where time stops. I’ve never felt this way before.

  We break away for a breath. His stunning azure eyes pierce deep into my soul. With just a look, the same look he gave me when he first saw me, he dominates me, claims me, and owns me. I completely and utterly surrender.

  Julian grabs my neck in a possessive gesture and I tilt my head back. He kisses and bites the sides of my neck, marking his territory.

  “You’re mine,” Julian whispers into my ear. “Forever.”

  “Forever,” I whimper back. “I’m yours.”

  After lunch, we go on a scuba diving excursion around an uninhabited island. It’s breathtakingly gorgeous. We see multi-colored fish, a few turtles, and a shipwreck covered with colorful coral. It’s an underwater heaven. Julian holds my hand the whole time, pointing out everything there is to see.

  We come back to the resort, and Julian takes me golfing. I’ve never golfed before, so Julian patiently teaches me how to swing and hit the ball. I try numerous times, but it’s just not my thing. I simply appreciate the precious moments spent with Julian. It doesn’t matter what we do. I watch Julian play professionally, nearly always getting the ball in or very close to the hole. I am impressed. His sporting competence is irresistible.

  We dress for dinner and head to Cobà. Julian is wearing a vicuña and qiviuk suit by Alexander Price and I am wearing an Alexander McQueen red dress.

  At dinner, Julian orders red wine with our fresh seafood. We hungrily devour our dinner. The fresh air, the fun-filled days, and the passionate kissing have worked up an appetite in both of us.

  We relax after dinner at the Sunset Lounge and Julian lights up a Cuban cigar. He orders us champagne. I cuddle into his arms as we sip at our champagne.

  “I love you in red,” Julian whispers into my ear.

  I gaze up into Julian’s eyes, and my heartbeat quickens. The more time I spend with him, the more I love him. What a journey! My mind swirls with the memories of how he pursued me, seized me, held me captive in his home, and yet here I am utterly enchanted by him. My heartbeat is pounding through my chest and swells with the enormous love I feel for him.

  Julian seems to notice my facial expression denoting how I am feeling about him. He gazes down at me with a look of triumph and pride. He kisses my forehead and cuddles me to his chest. He takes a puff of his cigar.

  “Want some?” he offers m
e the cigar.

  I take a long, deep puff. Hmmm that’s not bad. I guess I’m getting used to it. I take another puff and hand it back to him.

  “The sun is starting to set.” Julian gets up and grabs my hand to stand me up. “Come,” he commands.

  We go to our villa, change into our bathing suits, and come back to the lounge, sliding into the infinity pool that overlooks the setting sun. The water is cool and refreshing. There is another couple in the pool with us, watching the sunset.

  Julian orders us more champagne. We click glasses as the red sunset sends its rays across the entire lounge and resort. We exchange a magical kiss. We look up into the sky, admiring the streaks of red, pink, orange, and yellow. The sky looks like one of my abstract paintings, the colors merging and interacting with each other beautifully.

  Once the sun has set, we turn our attention back on each other, gazing lovingly into each other’s eyes.

  “Newlyweds, I presume,” interrupts a man in the pool. We both whip our heads to look at the couple we forgot was in the pool with us.

  “Yes,” Julian says with notable irritation in his voice.

  “Sorry to interrupt,” says the man. “Just wanted to compliment and say my congratulations.”

  “No problem, thank you,” Julian says politely and turns his attention back toward me.

  The man persists. “You’re a lucky man, your wife is gorgeous.” He and his wife come forward and introduce themselves.

  “Meet my beautiful wife, Claire.” A blonde woman, with bright blue eyes, and a striking, bright smile greets me. She must be in her early twenties. The man, who introduces himself as George, looks to be in his forties. He has dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a tanned complexion, maybe of Latin background. They both appear to be a very friendly and social couple.

  Julian smiles back at them and introduces himself and me. “So what are you doing here, may I ask?”

  George gazes at his wife and back at Julian. “We’re just enjoying a little vacation and shopping for private islands in the Caribbean.”

  “Any decent finds?” Julian asks.

  “We are thinking about the Bahamas, Bermuda, or Anguilla, but my wife and I are leaning more toward Anguilla.”