Rapine: Abducted by the Billionaire

by Charlotte Rose

  “What business are you in?” Julian appears to be more interested in the man now.

  “Oh, you know the usual; real estate development, a number of businesses, as well as cigars and alcohol, and yourself?”

  “Business and real estate.”

  Claire appears to be admiring Julian. Although her husband is attractive, he’s not nearly as good-looking as Julian. For the first time during my time with Julian, I am struck with possessive jealousy, but Julian doesn’t even glance in her direction.

  “Well, shall we Cheryl?” Julian turns his attention back to me.

  “Sure,” I respond quickly.

  Julian nods his head at the man.

  “Hey man, if you’re up for it in the next few days, few rounds of golf? The ladies are welcome to join us.”

  “Yeah, sure.”

  We make our way out of the pool and to the beach. It’s already dark, and the stars are shining brightly in the sky.

  “Never know when you could be making important new business connections,” Julian explains. “I’ll play a few rounds of golf with him tomorrow afternoon. Hope you don’t mind Cheryl?”

  I nod. “I don’t mind honey.”

  “You know you can tell me if you don’t want me to go?”

  “I really don’t mind,” I respond sweetly.

  “Although you are mine, I am also yours. You can tell me what you what me to do.”

  “Okay honey.”

  We hold hands, barefoot, strolling across the beach. The night is windier than usual, and the waves crash loudly onto the edge of the beach.

  Julian stops and embraces me tightly in his arms. I feel his heart pounding through his chest as I’m pressed up against him. “I love you forever,” he whispers into my hair.

  “I love you.”

  “I love you more,” he whispers.

  Julian begins to undress me. He kisses me passionately.

  “Here?” I ask, wide-eyed.

  “That’s right.”

  I’m standing naked before him. Before I can blink my eyes, he is standing naked before me and although it is pitch dark, in the moonlight I see the outline of his strong and fine muscular build. He shoves me onto the sand.

  I feel him enter me and begin to move. He thrusts fast and hard inside me, and I feel exhilarated. He grabs my neck, choking me gently, and I moan loudly as I feel the friction inside me. He continually slows his pace and sucks on both my nipples as he fucks me. He picks up the pace, slapping into me wildly. The penetration I feel is almost unbearable.

  “Tell me to stop,” he whispers.

  I remember this game. I try to push him off me and shout, “Stop, stop.”

  This gets him even more fired up, and he grinds deep into me, grabbing my waist, and pounding into me. I feel him get even harder as I try to push him off me. He grabs both my arms and holds them up above my head. I close my eyes. He violently picks up the pace, until he suddenly slows and stops, emptying himself inside me, sending powerful vibrations throughout my entire body.

  Even after I have climaxed, he stays inside me. I open my eyes. He is glaring down at me. He begins kissing the side of my neck. “I’m not done with you,” he whispers into my ear.

  “Push me off you,” he instructs.

  I try to shove him with all my force, but his body is as hard and unmovable as steel. Wow I didn’t realize how powerful he really is.

  I feel him grow hard inside me, my resistance to him turning him on. I continue to push him away, and he continues to grow harder.

  He picks up a rapid, hard pace that makes me moan louder than before. I am so sore. He places his hand over my mouth. I muffle a scream. I am aching in pain and pleasure.

  I try to move his hand away from my mouth. He violently grips my mouth. He fucks me in a wild, hardcore pace, and I don’t think I can take anymore. I feel him slow his strokes and I know he’s about to cum. I try to push him away again, but this fires him up and he starts a rapid, wild pace again.

  I close my eyes and surrender to the feeling. My body is jerked with each powerful thrust he drives inside me. My heart is racing. He fucks me like no other guy has before. As he sharply jabs his length inside me, my body prepares for another climax. He drives his length inside me even deeper. I feel penetrated to the maximum and I couldn’t possibly take another inch more of him.

  Suddenly he slows and stills, shooting his liquid inside me at the same time that I climax. He grips my neck, choking me, intensifying my orgasm, as he finishes climaxing inside me. He pumps in and out of me, releasing all his cum as deep as he can inside me. My entire body vibrates as my climax rips through my body.

  We collapse onto the sand. Julian pulls me into his arms. Once our breathing resumes to normal, Julian gets up and pulls me up.

  “Let’s rinse off in the water, and go to our villa,” he commands. “I’m sure you’ll need a little recovery time,” he chuckles.

  I stand and instantly feel a sharp jab as if he were still inside me.

  “Wow that hurts,” I whine.

  “Just like it should,” Julian gloats. “So you know who owns you.”

  “I’m so sore,” I whine loudly.

  “Don’t you forget it,” he whispers.

  He takes ahold of my hand, we rinse off in the ocean, and then stroll toward our villa.

  In the afternoon the next day, we meet Claire and George at the golf course. George and Julian are playing, while Claire and I sit from a distance and watch them play.

  “Where are you from?” Claire asks me.

  “Manhattan.” I watch as Julian perfectly aims and gets a hole in one. Wow, he is a professional golfer.

  “So, Cheryl, how did you meet Julian?” Claire asks in sweet tone of voice.

  I turn to face her. “Oh, um, we...um,” I stutter, trying to collect my thoughts. I haven’t socialized with other women for a while, three months now to be exact.

  “We met at a club in New York,” I finally answer.

  “Oh how nice,” Claire responds. “Which club may I ask?”

  “Top of the Standard.”

  “Oh yes, I’ve been there a few times.” Claire smiles.

  “How did you meet your husband?” I question, trying to take the attention off Julian and I.

  “Our mutual friends set us up. It was love at first sight.” Claire says, and quickly turns her attention back toward me. “How long have you been with Julian before getting married?”

  “We’ve been together three months.”

  “How lovely,” Claire smiles and glances at Julian and then at her husband who aims the ball a few inches from the hole.

  “I guess you knew he was the one,” she probes.

  “Yes, I guess you can say so,” I smile and gaze at Julian. His perfect features, dark hair, and strong build hold my attention. It’s like every time I look at him, I’m becoming more aware and come to appreciate how good-looking he really is. I guess my love for Derek blinded me to a certain degree from looking at other men. Loyalty always has been in my nature.

  Claire and I are both admiring our men, watching them play golf and interact with each other. They seem to have become good friends already, and Julian claps George on the back as they both laugh at some joke one of them has said.

  “Where are you from?” I turn and look at Claire. She has a beautiful, shining smile and light blue eyes and I wonder why Julian acted as if he hadn’t even noticed her.

  “We’re from Los Angeles, but I couldn’t possibly call it home, because we travel so much.” Claire explains as she glances at George and back at me. “I’ve been to seventy-eight different countries with George.”

  “Wow, that’s quite a great deal of travelling.”

  “Yes, we really get around,” Claire responds. “I’ve been to some places people have never even heard of.”

  “Well my ex loves travelling. His mission was to see two-hundred-and-twenty countries.”

  “Sounds a lot like George.” Claire gazes at her husband
. “And Julian?”

  “Julian is interested in settling down; he’s already seen much of the world already.”

  “Really?” Claire looks wide-eyed at me. “He looks to be very young still.”

  The men have finished their game and are approaching us.

  “Who won?” Claire asks brightly.

  “Julian is The Man,” George nods his head in humility toward Julian.

  “Just a little luck, bro.” Julian says modestly.

  It’s funny how modest men try to talk when they win, but inside their heads, I’m sure they are parading around victoriously.

  “Where’d you learn to play man?” George questions.

  “Oh you know, just lots of practice. It’s something I enjoy.” Julian maintains his modesty, even though his chest is puffed up proudly, and he has a triumphant look on his face.

  “Well, great game Julian, but I know you want to get back to your wife as it’s your honeymoon, so we’ll leave you two love birds alone and talk more business another time.” George shakes Julian’s hand and claps him on the back and takes off to the beach with his wife.

  Julian approaches me, and lovingly kisses me on the forehead. I love when he does that. I gaze into Julian’s eyes, and he claims me, making me weak in the knees with just one piercing look. They say Alphas stake their claim and their dominance with just the eyes. I tilt my head up, and we exchange an ardent kiss. My heart flutters. I’m completely under his spell as is he under mine.

  “Come, I have the rest of the day planned for us.” Julian takes me by the hand and leads me toward the beach. We go boating, fishing, scuba diving, and windsurfing. We enjoy intermittent short breaks of passionate kissing, shots of espresso, and a picnic lunch.

  The entire day, Julian is happy, carefree, and positive. I’m guessing his mood has something to do with his win from the afternoon.

  After a full day of fun activities, we retire for the day by the beach, strolling hand-in-hand and barefoot at the edge of the water, feeling the warm ocean water splash at our feet.

  As the sun is setting, we stand, admiring the view. Julian gets behind me and wraps me in his arms, possessively, protectively. At this moment, I realize I’ve come to believe I know what it means to be happy.

  CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

  The next day, we have breakfast served to us in bed, and we spend the majority of the morning in bed, cuddling and kissing as well as making love numerous times. We finally pack and get ready for our next Island. Julian charters a private jet to take us to our next destination.

  We arrive at Hôtel Le Toiny in Saint Barts in the afternoon.Julian has booked the largest villa and as we are escorted to our room, I am amazed at the beauty surrounding me from the lovely landscaping to the picture perfect beaches. The Master Villa has vaulted ceilings, hardwood floors and French Colonial inspired décor. There is a living room, a kitchen, and a bedroom with a traditional four-poster mahogany bed. Large opening bay windows lead to a sprawling terrace with a spectacular view of the ocean and a private heated swimming pool.

  There is Internet access in our villa, so Julian pulls out his tablet PC for the first time since our wedding.

  “How would you like me to arrange a Skype call to inform our family and friends of our eloping?” Julian asks as he taps at his tablet, lighting up the screen. “I’d like you to eventually meet my parents after our honeymoon, and I’d very much like to meet your family and friends Cheryl.”

  “Yes Julian, I’d love that,” I murmur. “But what about Derek?”

  “Oh no need to worry about him,” Julian says confidently as if Derek were a bug he could easily step on and crush.

  I am suddenly wondering what Derek was saying over the phone to Julian that one morning in Anguilla.

  Julian discusses it no further.

  “So, shall we set up the phone calls? I’d like you to meet my parents first Cheryl, they will love you.”

  “Sure.” I’m feeling slightly nervous but mostly excited that Julian is bringing me into his world.

  “My mother’s name is Julianna. My father named me after his wife. My father is Mike.” Julian taps at the tablet and initiates the call to his parents.

  “Hello Julian!” Julian’s mother answers immediately. She sounds excited to hear from him.

  “Mother, how are you?”

  “Oh you know honey, the usual. Tell me, how are you? Where are you now?”

  “Well, that’s why I’m calling you mother; I’d like you to meet my wife Cheryl.” Julian hands the tablet to me, and I come face-to-face with Julian’s mother. She is an attractive woman who looks to be in her early forties. She has shoulder-length dark blonde hair, hazel eyes, and a warm smile.

  “Oh hello there,” she greets me warmly.

  “Hello,” I peep nervously. I give her my best smile. “So glad to finally meet you.”

  Julian’s mother calls out to Mike. “Mike honey, come meet Julian’s wife Cheryl!”

  I hear someone stirring in the background and moments later I see the face of Julian’s father appear on the screen. He looks to be in his fifties, dark hair with a few grays, strong bold brows, and a few lines on his forehead. He has a serious expression on his face that gives him a masculine, authoritative appearance. His eyes are slightly red, revealing that he works hard and probably worked hard all his life.

  “Hello,” I peep. “Nice to meet you.”

  “Well, hello, Cheryl, is it?” He examines me closely.

  “Yes.”

  “Looks like Julian has finally decided to settle down. You are a stunner,” he compliments.

  “Thank you.”

  “So this is what kids do nowadays? This thing called eloping.” Julian’s father says gravely. “I trust Julian’s good judgment, and I see that you are a beauty, but I’d like to meet you in person Cheryl. When can you come and visit us?”

  “You’ll have to ask Julian.” I smile and hand the tablet to Julian.

  “Hey son, when can we meet this beautiful wife of yours?”

  “We’ll set up a time as soon as we get back from our honeymoon.”

  “Good. I look forward to it.”

  “Oh honey, I’m so happy for you.” Julian’s mother praises.

  “Thank you mother. I’ll call you when we get back.”

  He taps at the screen and hangs up.

  “Are you and your parents close?” I ask Julian.

  “I used to be very close to my mother, but when I got kicked out of the house by my father at fourteen, I lost my connection with her.”

  “Why did he kick you out?”

  “I knocked my father out because he slapped my mother, then he kicked me out.”

  I decide not to inquire further unless Julian volunteers the information.

  “Okay, your turn.” Julian places the tablet in my hands. “Who would you like me to meet first?”

  I consider this for a moment. “I’d like you to meet my mother, Karolina.”

  “What about your father?” Julian probes.

  “My father left my mother when I was young, so I have no contact with him.”

  I tap at the screen and am quickly connected with my mother. She looks as young as ever, her dark brown hair is in an updo, and she is wearing red lipstick. She looks very much like me. She always worked hard to maintain her looks and I’m surprised she hasn’t found a new husband, although she’s been dating men on and off.

  “Oh sweetheart, how good to finally see you,” she says in her feminine, Czech accent.

  “Hello mom.”

  “I’ve heard about the breakup. Your friends have even called me and asked about you. We’re all so concerned. How are you?”

  “I’m wonderful actually. I’ve met a man while I was away and we’ve gotten married!”

  I smile broadly and flash her my ring.

  “Oh, so soon already? After breaking the engagement with Derek?” There is a hint of concern and sadness in her voice.

  “Yes, I know it seems s
o soon, but he’s perfect. I have him here with me now, I’d like you to meet him. His name is Julian.”

  I hand the tablet to Julian. He smiles broadly.

  “Hello, Karolina. Pleasure meeting you,” he says in a polite tone.

  My mother is silent for a brief moment and I am anxiously considering what her thought process is like. Perhaps, she thinks Julian is just a rebound. If only she knew the whole story. Oh my God, it feels surreal to think that just a while ago this man, who I love so dearly, violently abducted me and held me against my will. Am I crazy to fall for and be with such a man?

  “So who is this man who stole my daughter’s heart?”

  Julian smiles broadly and I realize how close she is to actually describing the entire situation.

  “I’m in business and real estate. I have numerous residences around the world. However, even though I’ve accomplished so much at such a young age, I felt something was missing until I met Cheryl. It was love at first sight. As soon as I saw your daughter, I knew I wanted to marry her.”

  Wow Julian hasn’t revealed that much to me. I mean I know he said he wanted me when he first saw me, but he never mentioned he wanted to marry me at first sight.

  “Well I’d like to meet you as soon as you are back from your honeymoon,” my mother says sweetly. “Nice to meet you Julian. Can you put my daughter back on?”

  Julian hands me the tablet.

  My mother smiles warmly. “I’m glad you’ve found someone new, and I can tell you are very happy with him.”

  “Yes, I am.”

  “Actually Cheryl, I’ve never seen you happier. I can’t wait to meet Julian in person.”

  I know she approves of Julian and I know she’s right. I’ve never felt happier in my life. I guess it doesn’t matter what he’s done before, what matters is how I feel about him now. Just like alpha males in the animal world, Julian may have aggressively pursued and captured me, but it was ultimately my final decision to be with him.

  “Why did you and Derek break off the engagement?” she probes.

  “Um…” I try to collect my thoughts. “It’s not really important now mom. Everything happens for a reason. Julian is so much better than Derek.”