ROMANCE: Mr. Mystery: (New Adult Bad Boy Romance) (Contemporary Mystery Short Stories)

by Viva Fox

  By the end of it, Riley was the one to tell their fans that they would be taking a little break. He had brought Lily onto the stage and shown her off to the world with a sense of pride in his voice. The fans were shocked at first when they heard the news, but soon enough they came to accept it and even showed their support by messaging them on social media and sending them bucket loads of fan mail. In the end, everything had worked out.

  ***

  A few months later, they had finally settled on a house. They were moving in, carrying boxes full of equipment into a large mansion. Lily was standing on the lawn looking up at it in awe. She had never expected to live in a place like this. Less than a year ago she had been living in an old apartment, struggling to survive on her meager pay.

  Now here she was, living in the lap of luxury with two handsome men by her side. She couldn’t have been happier. By the end of the day, they were all moved in and the men were exhausted. She looked at them and sat down on the couch, before kissing their cheeks. “Thank you…” She whispered softly, making them both blush in surprise.

  Riley wrapped his arms around her and laid her head on his shoulder. “Hey, that’s my move.” Anton pouted, looking at his bandmate. Riley chuckled.

  “Well, she is my girlfriend too.” Lily blushed at his words. It was the first time he had ever called her his girlfriend. It felt good. She nuzzled into him and Anton soon joined, nuzzling into her, until she was sandwiched between the two men.

  In this position, Anton’s hand reached out and slowly touched her now round stomach. “Two more months?” He asked, looking up at her. She nodded and smiled.

  “Yes… I’m excited.”

  “Me too…” Riley admitted, blushing a little. Ever since the confirmation of her pregnancy, Riley had softened up quite a bit. Now he was acting with a lot more affection, surprising Lily and Anton every day.

  “This is going to be amazing…” Lily whispered to herself as she started to doze off in the comfort of her new home.

  ***

  Two months later, Lily was alone on the first floor of the mansion. The two men were downstairs, recording a new album together. Their music sales had climbed through the roof in the last month and they were all really excited for their next release.

  All the fans were overly excited about the baby and constantly asked for updates. Lily was in charge of satisfying their need and now, as she was sending out a message to the social media world, she suddenly gasped, her phone dropping out of her hands, a wetness dripping down her legs.

  She closed her eyes and took in a shuddering breath for a moment, trying to calm herself. When the contraction was over, she slowly made her way downstairs, through a pure force of willpower. The two men were too enraptured in their task to see her and she had to turn off all the lights to get their attention.

  Anton and Riley looked at her through the thick glass of the recording studio. Eventually, Anton took off his headphones and walked out of the room to greet her. “What’s up babe?” He asked, about to kiss her. Before he could, however, she winced once more and his eyes grew big. He didn’t know what was going on and it scared him a bit.

  He moved forward and steadied her, so she wouldn’t fall as she started to sweat slightly. “What’s going on?” He pleaded, his eyes now full of concern. As this happened Riley emerged, stepping toward them. He could see by the look on her face what was going on.

  “She’s in labor,” he commented, before picking her up with ease. He carried her up the stairs as Anton moved quickly to grab all the bags they had prepared for this occasion. Riley carried her out to the car, before getting into the driver’s seat. When everyone was strapped in safe and sound, he shot off toward the nearest hospital.

  By the end of the night, little baby Roswell was born. Riley held him gently in his arms, looking down at his baby blue eyes: Anton’s. He always thought he would be a man who loved the wilder side of things, but now as he held this tiny boy in his arms he knew that his life had changed forever.

  While Riley had his moment with the baby, Anton held Lily’s hand. She had done well and chuckled as she saw Riley smile down affectionately at their son. She never expected him to be good with kids but was pleasantly surprised so far.

  Chapter 8

  When they eventually brought the baby home, Riley, as the songwriter was inspired to write about it. There was a new found energy flowing through his body that he couldn’t quite understand. Within hours, he had a song written. Within weeks, they had it recorded and out to the public. It was their number one hit of all time.

  It remained on the number one spot for three weeks in a row, getting them millions of dollars in revenue. Things were looking great. Their fans were loving every baby photo they sent out, and their fan base was increasing day by day. Things were perfect.

  Now, it was one year later. Lily was a natural mother and she had just put Roswell to sleep. She was exhausted from a day of taking care of him and helping the men with some business. She was now a permanent member of their band and the fans loved her voice.

  Lily still had a hard time believing what had happened to her in less than two years. It was amazing and she never wanted it to end. As she thought about their first time together, the two men burst through the door, talking amongst themselves. When they spotted her they smiled.

  Anton walked up to her before pulling her off the couch and into his chest with ease. Riley grinned and looked around, trying to find Roswell. Lily noticed his glance and chuckled. “He’s sleeping,” she explained.

  Riley grinned ear to ear at her response. “Oh… so the grownups can play.” With that, he snatched Lily out of Anton’s grasp, picking her up and running with her down the hall, into their bedroom. Anton was shocked for a moment before he chased after them. “Hey, you need to share!” He pouted, bursting into the bedroom.

  As he did, the two of them were already partially naked. He grinned and joined in, peeling his clothes off, until his well-chiseled body was on display. Riley laid down and pulled Lily into his lap, teasing her entrance with his tip. He grinned up at her, before pulling her down gently by her hair and kissing her lips hard.

  Anton watched for a moment as his dick throbbed between his legs, excited at the sight of the two of them teasing each other on the bed. He couldn’t help himself as he jumped onto the bed as well, getting behind Lily. His dick found her other entrance and toyed with it for a minute, before his fingers began to play with it, stretching it out a bit so it would be pleasurable for her.

  Riley, as Anton was playing with her ass, rammed into her suddenly, taking her by surprise. She screamed out and he suddenly kissed her to muffle her screams. When he was balls deep inside of her, he stopped the kiss and whispered, “Shh or you will wake the baby.” She blushed a little and bit her lip, trying to stay quiet as Anton slowly inched his way inside of her second entrance.

  With both men now balls deep inside of her, she felt impossibly full. The men didn’t move for a moment as Riley leaned forward and kissed her chest, taking her nipple into his mouth, playing with the other until it was rock hard. Anton also teased her as his lips trailed over her delicate neck and his fingers ran through her hair slowly, sending a shiver down her spine.

  His lips played around on her shoulders as he started to move in and out of her, ever so slowly until she was moaning softly. As Riley felt his bandmate move, he too started to buck his hips, until the two men found a perfect rhythm with each other. The room was filled with their sounds of pleasure.

  Soon, the thought of the baby sleeping escaped their minds and they started to get even rougher and harder with one another. They didn’t have too much time to fool around now, so whenever they found a spare moment, they would go at it like never before. Lily’s body began to rock back and forth as Anton started to pull her hair, arching her back and giving Riley more access to her small chest.

  She was in bliss as this happened and crawled toward the edge of her orgasm. She knew she didn’t have mu
ch left to hold back, but nonetheless she squeezed herself around the two men, hoping it would give them added pleasure. She was pleased when she heard Anton moan at her tightness. They were close.

  As they picked up the pace, thrusting, she couldn’t hold back anymore. She shivered in delight, climbing over the edge. She collapsed onto Riley, who produced a few more powerful thrusts before exploding as well. Anton was the last one to cum as he continued to fuck her hard. Within a few minutes, however, he too was spent and laid on top of them. Eventually, they untangled themselves and laid on the bed panting.

  “Wow…” Lily whispered, blown away by the sudden passion of the two men. They had always been amazing lovers, but today it had been something different. She smiled happily, looking at the ceiling. As she did this, Anton leaned forward and kissed her cheek gently.

  “I love you…” He whispered softly, cuddling and pulling her against his body. Riley looked at him and nearly pouted before getting closer, trying to pull her in his direction.

  “I love her too…” He finally admitted. She chuckled looking at the two men.

  “Stop fighting. There is plenty of me to go around.”

  “I don’t like to share,” Riley said, trying to look serious. All of a sudden the three of them burst out laughing, knowing they would be sharing the rest of their lives together.

  *****

  THE END

  Wild Affair

  Chapter 1

  Pursuing a degree in fashion was never easy. The odds of actually finding a job, of actually making it big with a degree that usually ends up hiding away in some drawer as you work a nine to five mundane job at some investment firm, were very slim. But, with daddy’s money backing her up, what did Felicia Kelly have to lose?

  She could have dropped out of college at any point in time and her father would have bailed her out. Her father, Morris Kelly, knew all about being bad, about following unrealistic dreams. When he was younger he was a typical bad boy. He used to ride a motorcycle (without a helmet) to school, he used to get into fights, he used to get hurt, and he used to get arrested. If you wanted a perfect bad boy, with the gorgeous looks and the midnight charm that got you in bed in a moment’s notice, that got any girl dripping wet, Morris Kelly was your man.

  Everyone thought Morris’ bad boy tendencies would vanish once they heard of Meagan Trinity’s pregnancy. Morris and Meagan had been dating since freshman year of high school. They were the typical good girl bad boy relationship.

  Good girls always end up falling for the bad boys, there is just something in their eyes, something in their looks that makes girls fall for them, makes them want to fix the tattered souls of the streets. Meagan was no different. She fell for this boy, she fell for him hard, until she was carrying his child.

  Everyone thought this would make Morris change. It didn’t. Instead, Morris led a double life. He was a bad boy in the streets but a saint in his home. No one treated Meagan better than Morris did. He was good to her in every way possible, but he wasn’t so good to the people in his rival gang. He didn’t hesitate before stabbing someone, before pulling the trigger, before taking a life. He did what he needed to do.

  But that bad boy reputation soon got the best of him. Morris quickly got caught up in the wrong crowds, the ones that would cause him trouble if he ever crossed them and one day he did. He didn’t pay the wrong person and the next thing he knew, Meagan was dead on the couch and his daughter, Felicia, was crying in her crib, now without a mother.

  That day had changed Morris’ life. When he picked up his crying daughter he vowed to protect her until his last dying breath. From that moment forward, he started to play his cards right. He didn’t lose his bad boy habits, those would stay with him until the end of his days, but he decided to start using his skills to his advantage.

  He had experience with drugs, lots of drugs, he never took them (well the hard ones at least), but he knew how to make them. He was a pro and soon enough he had a spot in the community college chemistry class. Before he knew it he was working at a large pharmaceutical company and soon enough he ran his own pharmaceutical.

  By the time Felicia was ten, Morris had millions of dollars in taxable income and billions of dollars in illegal currency. His company was just a front for the black market operation he ran underground. He was known in his city as the best supplier of the hardest drugs on the streets, if you needed a fix then you would pay a visit to Kelly.

  But no one except the underground knew anything about his operation. Instead, his bad boy status was pushed aside. To everyone around him, including his growing daughter, he was just a father who was always busy and who always brought home some new woman in a slutty dress. Felicia had come to accept her father’s actions as a way for coping with her mother’s death. She had tried to get rid of his motorcycle time and time again to no avail. Morris would be a bad boy until the end.

  However, this didn’t mean that he didn’t know how to put on a good show: give him a good suit and a comb and he cleaned up very nicely.

  This was exactly what he did before one of his meetings with his pharmaceutical company. This was also when his daughter stepped through the door, back from college and now on winter break. As she walked in the door, a girl with medium length brown hair, dark intelligent eyes and refined eyebrows followed her inside. She looked amazed when she saw the mansion for the first time. It was beyond anything she had ever experienced before.

  As Morris saw this girl, his heart quickened in his chest as he felt his life reel back. In that moment, he thought back to his wife. This girl looked nothing like his dead wife and yet she was exactly like her. Everything about her, her look, her expression, the way she presented and held herself, reminded him of Meagan. He had to take a moment to compose himself before he looked at his daughter.

  “And who might this be Felicia?”

  “Hey, dad! This is my friend Grace, I hope you don’t mind her staying with us for winter break.” The girl blushed a bit before stepping forward and presenting her hand to the imposing gentleman standing before her. She bit her lip as she looked at him from under her eyelashes. She could feel her heart beat quicken and wondered why she was having such a reaction to her friend’s father. She tried to reprimand herself but there was no use, something in that moment had clicked for her as she looked at the older gentleman standing before her. What was it?

  “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Any friend of Felicia is welcome in our home. Please call me Morris.” Grace could feel her cheeks redden as her blood boiled with emotion. She didn’t know what was coming over her, but soon she would find out that she wouldn’t be able to repress these feelings and that they would drive her toward actions she would never expect herself to commit.

  Chapter 2

  Morris couldn’t stop thinking about Grace. Felicia had brought home a multitude of friends home before for parties and sleepovers and various other occasions, but this was the first time he wanted to pick up one of her friends and bring her to bed.

  As the three of them had dinner together he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. He tried to restrain himself but he couldn’t help himself, her every curve, her every blush, her every laugh was enough to drive him wild.

  The girls, however, laughing and chatting together at the other end of the table paid him no mind, or so he thought. Grace kept peeking small glances at her friend’s father, watching him as he ate, as he watched them. There was something about this man that was doing something to her.

  Grace was a good girl. She had never been in a relationship before. She was raised as a good Catholic girl and she followed all the rules, but there was something about this man that made her want to break all the rules. She knew about sex, she wasn’t dumb but she, of course, had never done it before but for some reason as she looked at this man she wanted to be with him. She wanted to be with him in more ways than one.

  Suddenly, Morris’ phone started to ring and he excused himself from the table. He walked to the nearby ha
llway and took the call.

  “Hello?”

  “Yeah… boss… we need you to get down here as soon as possible. We have a problem with one of our distributors… it seems like they might be stealing from us.” Morris quickly hung up his phone and his face got serious. The problem with running an underground operation is that you never know when trouble will arise and when it does you have to be ready to take it down. Sighing, Morris walked back to the dining room.

  “I’m sorry girls, but I have some business to attend to,” he said with a gruff voice. Felicia looked at him.

  “Business, rightttt. Have fun dad, tell her I said hi.” Felicia taunted her father, thinking he was off to see one of his mistresses. Grace looked between father and daughter, wondering what was going on. There was a knot inside her chest that refused to go away as she interpreted her friend’s words. This man slept around. But why wouldn’t he? Why wouldn’t he sleep with any woman he pleased? Why had Grace even entertained the thought of being with him? He would never love her.

  Grace was quiet for the rest of the night and when she went to bed all she could think about was Mr. Kelly. There was something about him, something in his eyes, something that drove her insane. As she laid in her bed, looking at the ceiling, she did something she had never done before. Her hand started to creep down into her panties. She started to experiment with herself slowly, thinking about her friend’s father as she laid in the guest room.