Chapter Eight: One Step Ahead
I was walking toward the ladies when I heard my husband's name.
"… Andre is disciplined, Controlled, but he is still a man"
My steps slowed.
My body froze.
Blair's voice carried through the hallway, light and careless, as though she were discussing beauty products instead of betrayal.
I moved closer to the wall, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure they would hear it.
"Don't worry it won't kill him," Blair continued. "Make sure your father drinks too, so it won't look suspicious.", Mabel said
Mabel hummed in approval. "And once it kicks in?"
"I'll get him upstairs. Guards distracted. Door locked."
My stomach twisted violently.
No. I thought
Not on my watch…
For a heartbeat, rage surged through me so fast I nearly stepped out and confronted them both. My hands curled into fists.
But then another voice — calmer, colder — rose inside me.
"No. Be one step ahead".
I inhaled slowly, forcing my breath to steady. I turned to leave quietly—
And my elbow clipped a tray.
The sound of glass shattering sliced through the air.
I didn't wait.
I moved.
Down the corridor, heels silent against the carpet, pulse screaming in my ears. I didn't look back. I didn't need to. I knew Blair would check.
I reached the ladies' room, locked myself inside a stall, and pressed my hand over my mouth.
Think, Sarah. Think.
I fixed my makeup with shaking fingers, smoothed my dress, lifted my chin.
Then I walked straight back into the ballroom.
Andre.
I searched for him immediately.
No I'm Too late….
I saw him being guided toward the stairs by a servant, guards flanking him. He looked… off. Too still. Too rigid.
And behind them—
Blair.
My eyes locked onto her back.
"No," I panicked
I pushed forward, weaving through guests. Someone bumped into me, spilling champagne.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" they exclaimed.
I nodded stiffly, already moving.
By the time I turned back—
They were gone.
Panic clawed up my throat.
I rushed to the elevator — full.
I didn't think.
I ran.
The stairs burned my legs as I climbed, heart hammering, lungs screaming. On the third floor, Blair's voice echoed clearly.
"Something's happened to Sarah!"
I stopped cold.
No.
The guards rushed out, panic written across their faces as they sprinted back downstairs.
Before I could move—
Blair slipped into the room.
The door closed.
Locked.
"NO!"
I ran down the stairs two at a time, nearly colliding with staff, and grabbed the manager at the desk.
"I need a master key. Now."
He hesitated.
"My husband is in danger," I said sharply.
The key was in my hand seconds later.
I ran back upstairs,
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I opened the door and kicked it open…
Blair stood frozen, her hands gripping the back of her dress.
Her eyes widened. "How did you—"
I didn't let her finish. " You bitch", I said
The first slap landed hard.
The second was harder.
She stumbled backward, hitting the floor.
I didn't look at her again.
I rushed to Andre.
He was half-awake, breathing unevenly, his skin too warm beneath my touch.
"Andre," I whispered. "I'm here."
His fingers twitched, finding my wrist, holding on like it was the only solid thing left in the world.
I pulled out my phone with shaking hands.
"Bruce, Come to Room 306" I said urgently. "Now."
Mabel burst in moments later.
"Blair!" she cried.
She turned to me, eyes blazing. "Sarah, what have you done—"
I didn't answer.
She went ahead to cover Blair's body
Bruce and two guards arrived swiftly, lifting Andre carefully.
I faced them then — Blair, Mabel — my voice steady, deadly.
"I will get back at you ten times over," I said. "Mark my words."
Then I walked away.
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Andre didn't let go of my hand the entire drive home.
Even half-conscious, even drugged, he held onto me like instinct.
They carried him into the bedroom. I followed, dismissing everyone with a glance.
When I turned back, he reached for me.
"Sarah…"
His voice was low. Rough.
I moved closer, helping him out of his jacket, my hands trembling, tears flowing down my cheeks..
He pulled me down suddenly, his arms firm around my waist.
"I want you," he said, his forehead resting against mine.
My breath caught.
Not desperation.
Not confusion.
Need.
He kissed me — slow at first, then deeper, like he was grounding himself in me. Like he needed to feel that I was real. That I was here.
I kissed him back, pouring everything into it — fear, relief, longing, love I was only beginning to admit.
The world narrowed.
The danger faded.
There was only us.
His hands found my back. Mine slid into his hair. He found his way to my zip… and brought it down slowly, removed it and threw it on the on the floor…
That isn't needed…he said
There I was in my undies…feeling a bit shy
He came up kissing me me so hard this time as his hand found his way to the hook of my bra…
"Snap", he unhooked it so fast like it was nothing, threw it to a corner of the room….
My boobs stood firm and bar, and my nipples were so hard…
Holy shit….you're so…gorgeous, he said
His tongue teased around my nipples,I let out a soft moan
He bit the nipple a bit hard, and sucked on it,
Yessss, I moaned as held his hair so tight, he went to the other boob, sucked on it so hard like he was hungry…..
He found his way down to my thighs, opened my legs widely, stared at my pussy intensely like he was admiring a piece of art….
He came down slowly and kissed it, again and again, his tongue caressing my clits…
Yess daddyyy….i moaned
Ouuuu I like that, he said
Say that again, he said, more like commanding
He sucked on my clit so hard, hungry, I moaned out so loudly…fuckkkk, yesss daddyyy
As much as I enjoy teasing you, I can't wait to fuck you so good…he whispered
He thrusted in slowly as we both let out a soft moan… fuckkk, you feel so good, he said
He kept thrusting in a slowed pace, while he kissed me, then he increased his pace, faster
Uhhhhh….Ahhhhh….fuckkkk, daddy it's so good, I moaned
You like that?,he asked
Yes daddy, I replied
There it was, I was about cumming, I think he felt it and then he pulled out
A rush of disappointment filled my face…
He looked at me, not so easy gorgeous, he said
I didn't give you the permission to cum, he added,as he looked down at me coldly with his sexy silver eyes and I knew he meant it
He turned me over immediately. Grabbed my ass and raised it a bit as he stick his tongue right into me, tongue fucking me…., he brought out his tongue sucking my clits and put in back inside simultaneously and Goshhhh that felt sooo good
He slammed me on the bed like I was nothing, rolled me over to my side and laid behind me, raised my right leg up and slid inside me again…
He thrusted hard this time, moving in and out….
He used his right hand, touched my craving clit as he rubbed it slowly at first while thrusting, his other hand on my neck choking me,then he increased his pace..
He was thrusting so fast while rubbing my clits…
Fuck I'm gonna cum, he said
He whispered in my ears, you can cum now baby…
That felt like relief to me cus I was holding it in so badly, he rubbed my clits soo good as I bursted out, my eyes rolling, it felt like I had entered another dimension…
Not long after, he pulled out and came all over my body… Fuckk it felt soo warm…
And then we collapsed together, breathless, tangled in sheets and warmth, his arms wrapped tightly around me, holding me as if he would never let go.
I love you, he whispered
I smiled but couldn't say it back…
I was still holding back….
We drifted off to sleep…
Morning crept in quietly.
Light brushed the curtains.
And for the first time since my rebirth, I slept without fear.
In his arms.