Blackmailed by the Beast (10 page)

In no time at all, he
found her, and he stood watching her hang decorations on the tree.
From the size of the tree, she balanced on the stairs.

His heart constricted
in his throat at the threat of her falling. Frowning, Wayne
listened as the words suddenly stopped on the music, but the music
continued to play. Lily turned on the stairs, and he watched her
open her mouth, and the most beautiful sound came out.

Lily Jones could sing
like an angel, and it was natural. He heard the track change and
watched as she sang the words. She sounded beautiful and danced on
the stairs, propped up to help her with the decorations. The
passion and love clear on her face.

How hadn’t he heard
this before? Her arm swung out for a long pitched note and goose
bumps erupted on his arms.

Talented.

Wayne opened the door,
and she stopped immediately, coming down the ladder and running
into his arms.

He caught her up and
took her face between his palms, kissing her.

“Why didn’t you tell
me?” He laughed laying kisses over her face.

“Tell you what?” A
blush stained her cheeks, and she avoided eye contact.

“You sound wonderful.
Why aren’t you trying to get a record deal or anything?” He kissed
her again.

Lily pulled away from
him, shaking her head. “I don’t want that, Wayne.” She moved to the
stereo and turned the music off, folding her arms over her stomach.
Wayne couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Her voice the most
amazing sound he’d ever heard.

“What do you mean? You
sound fucking fantastic.”

“I don’t care. Yes, I
love singing, but I don’t want to do it.” She went back to the tree
and started placing the purple tinsel round the base.

“But you could be a
fucking superstar.” He heard her sigh and saw the frown, and he
couldn’t understand it. People were out trying to chase the chance
of stardom and before him stood a woman who could have it in a
blink of an eye. He knew people looking for the next big thing. He
could certainly help her. “Is this fear of rejection?” He knew her
fear after spending a short amount of time with her family. Anyone
would lose the self-worth from them.

After all of her family
problems and what she’d admitted to, he knew she was still raw and
tender about family life.

“No. I just don’t want
it. Why can’t you drop it?”

“Because you’re that
good. Why not use your talent?”

“Wayne. I know I can
sing, and I know people out there would take me on, but I don’t
want it—ever. When I started to sing, it was for me, and that’s how
it will stay. A career in singing isn’t what I want from life.”

Lily added another
layer of tinsel, and Wayne watched her, astounded. Everyone he came
across used everything at their disposal to make it quick and make
it big. Here stood the most amazing potential, and she didn’t want
to use it.

“What do you want from
life?”

She sighed and spun
back to face him. “I want this, a family. For years, it’s all I
could dream about. I like singing, but I’d love to have a family of
my own. Children I can love and spend my time with. Can’t you
understand that?” Wayne saw the tears gather in her eyes and knew
he wanted her to have everything she wished.

He went to her, kissing
her on the lips. “I understand, baby. But I want some private
sessions of you singing for me.”

“I promise.” She placed
her head on his chest.

“Since when did you
want those babies? Not long ago, you were ranting and raving at me
because of my demands.” Wayne loved the thought of Lily being heavy
with his child and the sooner she was with child, the better.

“I’ve had the time to
get used to it, and I’d love children of my own.”

“How about we start on
making those babies?” Every time she was close, his cock stirred
and now wasn’t any different.

“I thought you’d never
ask.”

Her dress fell in a
heap on the floor, and she stood before him, naked, beautiful, and
willing to do anything he wanted. “How do you want me?”

Her smile lit up her
whole face, and he knew he was a goner.

Tearing at his jacket
and not caring if it ripped, he tore the clothes from his body and
pressed her close. He collapsed on the sofa. She straddled his
hips, and he took her lips while his hands delved between her legs,
his fingers running through her creamy clit, preparing her, making
sure she was ready for his dick.

Wayne didn’t have the
time for foreplay, his dick threatening to spill over her flush
body. She soaked his hand with her dripping pussy, and he pushed
his own weeping cock between her lips and thrust inside her tight
pulsing channel. They gasped. Lily wrapped her hands around his
neck. He removed his hand from between them, his cock halfway
inside her already. Lily sucked him in, and he groaned, his hands
going for her hips. He held the flesh in his hands and moaned.
Wayne loved that there was something to hold onto.

“Ride me, baby.”

Lily sat down, taking
all of him to the hilt inside her. Her head flung back. Her tits
pushed up, her nipples pointing at him. Wayne couldn’t resist. He
licked at the beaded nipples and sucked her into his mouth.

She screamed, and he
helped guide her over him. Using his hands, he lifted her up. He
saw where they were joined before he slammed her down, and he
thrust up to meet her. She cried out and again they moved, fucking
hard and fast. Wayne didn't let up on his attention. Perspiration
dotted their skin.

“Harder, ride me
harder,” he said. The need to come inside her built with every
grinding thrust.

“Please.” She begged
for help.

Wayne moved one hand
from her hips, licked his fingers, and pressed it to her swollen
clit.

He could tell she was
close. She thrashed on him, her pussy getting wetter around his
thick cock inside her.

“Fuck. You like that,
honey.”

She panted and moaned.
It wouldn’t take her long to come, and he couldn’t wait any longer.
Wayne toyed with her clit, not bothering to draw it out. He knew
how desperate she was. The stirring of orgasm approached, and he
saw her tightening belly and the shaking of her legs. Her pussy
clenched him like a vice, and seconds later, her flood of release
warmed his cock inside her pussy. Her scream echoed around the
walls followed closely with his cry of release. His sperm drove up
through his shaft and splashed her womb.

Wayne prayed she would
become pregnant. He hoped she would. In the meantime, he’d talk to
a few of his business associates.

Chapter
Sixteen

Lily collapsed with a
contented smile. Her legs ached, and they were both sticky, but she
liked resting with him inside her. Nerves shattered. Pulses
pounded. She lay with him.

“I’ve got to finish my
tree,” she whispered not wanting to leave his side.

“What else could you
possibly have to do?”

Lily giggled, got up
from her snugly position, and switched the light out before going
back and turning on the tree. “Now, it’s done.” The white lights
twinkled, and Lily went back to the comfort of his arms.

Wayne accepted her and
kissed her on the head. “It looks beautiful.”

“Well, while you’re
earning millions in your office, I’m making Christmas all special
for us.”

“I’ve got you, angel. I
don’t need anything else to make it special.” Lily smiled, her
heart catching. The desire to rush and tell him how she felt so
close on her tongue, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak the
words that would change her life forever.

How had it happened?
How had she fallen in love with a man known to many as the
Beast?
Lily didn’t know, but somehow it happened, and all
she could do was wait for the right time to tell him.

The following few days
went by uneventful. Lily ordered some presents for her family and
Wayne, but what did you get a man who had everything?

She settled on a new
pen signed with his name. A week before Christmas, she was pulling
in the shopping. She’d settled on a frozen turkey rather than risk
waiting to order one. It was too late in the ordering season, so
she wouldn’t get a decent bird anyway. Lily frowned seeing a van
and Wayne’s car in the driveway. Ignoring the shopping in the back,
she put her car into park and went to in search of the problem.

****

“What the hell have you
done?” she screamed. The pain inside her, breaking her heart and
soul.

Men with music
contracts and bands and shit stood and watched her having a
complete melt down. Lily couldn’t cope. She struggled to breathe
against the feeling of being trapped.

Wayne took her by the
elbow and led her away from their prying eyes and into the privacy
of his study, the same study she’d decorated over a week ago. The
same study where he’d taken her, made love, and forever cemented
his way into her life and heart. He was about burst her euphoric
bubble.

“What’s wrong?” he
asked, folding his arms over his chest and doing his businessman
face.

No, she wasn’t having
any of it.

“Those men, I want them
out of my house.” Lily pointed at the closed door.

“Why? You’ve got a
beautiful voice—”

“Exactly. It’s my
voice. One I can choose to share with whomever I like or not. I’m
not doing it, Wayne.”

“This is ridiculous.”
He grabbed her arm and pulled her to the door. “You have real
talent, and I’m not letting you squander it.”

“Let me go!” Lily
turned in his arms and slapped him full across the face. His
betrayal and the pain inside was too much for her to deal with.
Wayne let her go and placed a hand against his cheek. She could see
he was angry. He did nothing except look at her. “I told you my
singing was for me and no one else.”

“I wanted you to share
it with the world.”

“Either get rid of
them, or I’m leaving.”

“I don’t do
ultimatums.”

“And I no longer take
orders from people who don’t know me.”

They stood off, neither
moving, but the tension could be cut with a knife. Lily knew she
looked a mess, her eyes red and puffy, nose running, but she didn’t
care.

“I can’t just get rid
of them.”

“You don’t get it,
Wayne. I won’t sing for anyone else but me, and I see it was a
mistake to even let you in. I was fucking stupid to think you’d
leave it all alone.”

“For God’s sake, Lily.
Singing is a fantastic career choice, an opportunity for you to
really shine.”

“Why? Do I embarrass
you? Does my lack of ambition make you the laughing stock of all
your posh political parties?”

“Stop it.”

“No. I told you what I
wanted. You asked me so many times what I wanted out of life, what
I craved. All I want is a family and now that isn’t good enough for
you?” With every passing word, the tears gathered, and the pain
increased.

“I never said
that.”

“But it’s what you’re
thinking, right?”

Wayne was interrupted
by a knock on the door. He went to answer it, and Lily turned away
from him, not wanting to see who was behind the wood.

“Hiya, Wayne. I really
got to get moving so if she could just come and sing.”

“No, there’ll be no
singing,” Lily spun and shouted at the man.

“Just give me a minute.
She’ll be out in a minute.” He sounded so assured in his ability to
change her mind that Lily was astounded by him. After what she said
moments ago, he was still determined to change her mind.

No. No more would she
be told what to do or how to live her life.

Their wedding photo on
the ledge above the fire caught her attention. Moving toward the
picture in the silver plated frame, Lily ran her thumb along her
laughing face. Wayne looked down on her, with a smile.

What was he thinking?
Feeling?

It didn’t matter.
Nothing mattered? Without thinking, Lily hurled the picture at the
wall just off from his head. The sound of the glass shattering and
the frame falling to the floor caused both men to turn and stare at
her. Perfect, she gotten their attention.

“I said, no,” she
calmly said, walking toward them.

Lily glanced at the man
and then at her husband and pushed past them to leave the room.
Placing the envelope on the dresser in the hall as Wayne and the
man in charge with the music contracts followed her. “Happy
Christmas,” she said to her husband, taking the keys from the hook
as she left.

Wayne followed her, as
she knew he would. Lily knew Wayne wouldn't be able to resist and
demand to have control with the final word.

“Where are you going?”
He spun her around and pressed her against the car. Any other time,
she’d be aroused. If anything, she felt empty.

“I told you I was
leaving.” She pushed him away and got in the car.

Lily started the engine
and drove out of the drive. She chanted to herself what she was
doing was the right thing.

Tears misted her eyes,
and she didn’t watch what she was doing, going round a curve, and
then through town. She stopped the car to get out and clear her
thoughts. Her grief was so bad. Darkness claimed her as someone
shouted from across the road.

Chapter
Seventeen

Wayne did nothing to
stop her from leaving. He glanced at the man he’d contacted to try
and get his wife’s voice onto a tape or a demo. He’d do anything to
make his wife happy. How could she even think he was ashamed of
her?

“Take your men and get
out,” he growled. Out of all the responses he’d expected, the
ultimatum had been the least of his worries. Gratitude, love,
possibly even a little bit of lust, but his plan had backfired. All
he wanted was for her to tell him she loved him. Once or twice,
he’d been sure she was on the verge of telling him, but she would
always stop and look away.