Seduced (Part III Of Part IV)

ESTATES AT SOUTHERN HIGHLANDS
Lavender Hill

Las Vegas, Nevada

The chauffeur pulled the limousine around the circular driveway and parked. He rested the engine, unsnapped his seatbelt, and opened the door. He stepped out and pushed the door close.

Kincaid looked down at Shaylynn’s head laying on his chest.

The chauffeur opened the back door.

Kincaid gently lifted Shaylynn’s head from off his chest and laid her against the back of the seat cushion. He stepped out the limousine, turned around, and reached back inside the limousine.

“Shaylynn.”

Kincaid gently shook her.

Shaylynn slowly opened her eyes and sat up. She glanced around and then looked up.

“I apologize, I did not mean to fall asleep.”

“It’s not the first time.”

Kincaid held his hand down.

Shaylynn looked at Kincaid’s hand and hesitated. She finally clasped her hand in his.

Kincaid assisted Shaylynn out the limousine.

The chauffeur closed the door back.

“Have a nice evening, sir.”

“Thanks man.”

The chauffeur walked around the limousine to the driver side, opened the door, and got inside the limousine. He pulled he door close, embedded the key inside the ignition, and started the vehicle. He pulled off.

Kincaid grabbed a hold of Shaylynn’s hand.

Both walked to the door.

Shaylynn looked around Kincaid’s residence landscaped grounds.

Kincaid dropped Shaylynn’s hand and lifted the key from out the side pocket of his suit jacket. He inserted it inside the lock and twisted it. He opened the door and stepped aside.

Shaylynn stepped inside Kincaid’s residence.

The feeling of them both crossing the threshold in earlier times, felt so rewarding, emotional fulfilling, their home. At the moment, now she felt like a prisoner locked behind expensive walls.

Kincaid closed the door behind their entrance.

“Goodnight.”

“Are you hungry? If so since the cook has retired for the night. We could go out to dinner.”

“I’m fine, thank you. I will be in one of the guest bedrooms.”

 Shaylynn walked over to the grand stairwell.

“I do not think our arrangement was implemented for separate sleeping quarters. You will sleep in the bed your future husband sleeps in.”

Shaylynn turned around to face Kincaid.

“I do not see how that would benefit either one of us. There is no love between us, and to share a bed, will be emotional torture.”

“For you or for me.”

“Well…I thought.”

“Oh, you think because this is a business arrangement. I will fulfill your wishes for us to sleep apart.”

“Well yes. Remember it’s now business between us.”

“You sleep where you husband sleeps.”

“But.”

“That’s the end of this fucking conversation.”

“Ohh.”

Shaylynn walked to the staircase and rushed up the steps.

Kincaid walked over to the bar, lifted a Decanter of Brandy, and pulled a glass to himself. He uncapped the Decanter and poured a generous amount of Brandy into the glass. He uprooted the glass, recapped the Decanter, lifted the glass from off the bar; he walked over the couch. Kincaid loosened his tie and pulled it from around his neck. He placed the tie over the back of the couch cushion and sat down in a Victorian leather chair. He looked into the dancing flames emitting the warmth from the fireplace. He lifted the glass to his lips and took a healthy swig.

Shaylynn wrapped the towel around her chest and walked into the bedroom. She stood at the mirror and lifted a bottle of perfume. She sprayed the fine mist to her arms and replaced the bottle on the dresser. Shaylynn returned to the bathroom and removed the towel; she lifted the hamper and dropped it inside.

She turned off the light and walked back into the bedroom.

Kincaid removed his watch and placed it down on the dresser. He sat on the bed and removed his shoes, socks. He stood and took off his suit jacket and shirt. His pants and briefs came last. He placed his clothing items across the settee at the foot of the bed.

Shaylynn looked at Kincaid’s physique undetected.

God the man had a magnificent body. His erection spoke volumes.

Kincaid followed Shaylynn’s eyes.

“Not to worry, your pussy will never feel this again.”

The words shook Shaylynn back to reality.

“Pardon me.”

“That part of this relationship no longer exists.”

“Are you serious?”

“Dammit! Foolish actions have consequences.”

“Then why marry me, dammit Kincaid, I refuse to live this. I could have gotten you your money back.”

“What with the wicked curse you have.”

Shaylynn turned and walked into the bathroom. She slammed the bathroom door close.

“Shit,” Kincaid mumbled under his breath.

Shaylynn turned on both water faucet knobs to muffle her weeping.

Kincaid knocked on the door.

“Shaylynn, I need to use the bathroom.”

“I’ll…I will be out in one moment.”

Kincaid leaned his back against the wall.

This is not what he had in mind when he agreed to marry a woman who he will only love.

Shaylynn palmed some water on her face. She snatched a towel from off the towel bar and wiped her face off. She folded the towel back over the towel bar and turned off the water faucet knobs. She cleared her throat and walked over to the door; she unlocked it and walked out the bathroom.

Kincaid looked at Shaylynn. He knew she had been crying, and it pained him to know he was responsible for such a faraway look on a woman who he was in love with and swore he will never hurt.

But dammit, she caused this shit by sleeping with that no good bastard he thought.

“Goodnight.”

Kincaid walked into the bathroom and slammed the door close.

Shaylynn walked over to the bed and pulled the covers back. She got under the covers and pulled them up.

PRE-DAWN HOURS

Shaylynn laid on her back. She looked at Kincaid’s turned back. She scooted to get out the bed.

Kincaid locked his wrist around Shaylynn’s wrist. He turned over onto his back.

“Just where the fuck do you think you’re going this time of morning.”

Shaylynn tried to snatch her wrist away.

Kincaid held onto it tighter.

“Kincaid, I have to use the bathroom. What’s the matter with you? I refuse to live like this, or married to a man, who gives me no freedom, to not even go to the bathroom.”

“Do you have my money?”

“No but.”

“Then it’s settled. You live as I allow you to live.”

He let her wrist go.

“Once you become my wife, tomorrow, then you can roam as you please.”

“What happened to marrying me for love, with God, and my family in attendance. I got married the first time in Las Vegas, without the attendance of my family.”

“Then you should have thought rationally about the man who fell in love with you; gave you his heart and placed a ring on your finger. No, you were too selfish in your thinking to allow another man to take the fucking ring I put on your finger, off. The same bastard, who I almost killed for you. The same fuck, who stuck his dick inside my fiancée’s pussy. Let’s look at the shit you’re accusing me of. My heart is the one that bleeds, for how I’m responding to a woman, who I thought was the moon and the stars, but no, you are the dirt for which my feet walk upon, so fuck what you think or believe in from this day forward.”

“That is the cruelest thing, someone can ever utter to another person. You want a marriage like that, then so be it.”

“It was already ordained once I walked in on you in a lover’s tryst. My money for your freedom, now goodnight!”

Shaylynn got out the bed and walked into the bathroom. She closed the door. She returned to the bedroom, seconds later. She got back into the bed. She pulled the covers off Kincaid’s body and pulled them up over her.

Kincaid had to scoot toward the middle of the bed. His back met Shaylynn’s nude body. He pulled the covers up to his neck.

LIVOSKI’S HOTEL AND CASINO
Grand Ballroom

The Next Day

Shaylynn looked down at her beautiful white Vera Wang wedding dress and veil.  A wedding coordinator knocked on her door to deliver hours ago. She looked over at the bouquet of mixed roses on the dresser in the changing room.

There was a knock on the door.

Shaylynn lifted her gown and walked over to the door.

“Well, I guess it’s that time.

How is she going to survive marriage to a man who no longer loves her? Mainly, because she was still head-over-heels-in love with him.

Shaylynn reached down for the doorknob. She twisted the doorknob and slowly opened the door.

“Tell me you’re not getting married again in Las Vegas, without your brothers.”

“I…its good you two are here.”

Shaylynn hugged Quinton Jr., and then Quilik.

Everyone declared their space.

“Shay Shay the Forrester and the Collins family is here. Mr. Livoski, had us all flown in two days ago. Something about a surprise, and he wanted to move the wedding date up. So we have been here taking in the sights; staying off the boulevard, in hopes of not running into you.”

“Are you sure about this move sis, as the oldest triplet, I have to ask.”

“Man, by three seconds. Shay Shay, I know you’re smart enough not to make a mistake when it comes to association. So be happy,” Quilik stated. “So, this is the man who could make you happy, right.”

Shaylynn smiled that Kincaid thought about her. I guess her soon-to-be spouse’s bark is worse than his bite concerning her mental welfare.

“Yes I’m sure, and yes, he makes me happy.”

Now she just had to find a way back to his heart.

“I’ve never seen so many parked limousines and so many people with money packed inside a Grand Ballroom.”

“Is the Grand Ballroom beautifully decorated?”

“Way over the top for someone with a lot of money. Oh, the press is camped outside.”

Someone cleared their throat.

Shaylynn looked over her brothers’ shoulders

“Father.”

Shaylynn hugged her father.

“My princess is getting married today.”

Both stepped back.

“Shay Shay, we will see you after the ceremony.”

“Man, I seen some good looking pair of legs out there.”

“Behave you two.”

“Hey, just because you’re getting married, does not mean your brothers are going down with a fight.”

“Yes, you two tell that to Passion and Colleen.”

“Later sis.”

Both of her brothers walked in the direction of the Grand Ballroom.

Quinton pushed the door close.

“Is this the man who you want to spend your entire life with, and answer that question with much thought?”

Shaylynn lifted the engagement ring Kincaid slid on her finger this morning.

The diamond on her second engagement ring was much larger than the diamond on her first engagement ring.

“Yes father, I’m very sure. I’ve made mistakes up to this moment, but this decision is not based on one of them. I truly do love Kincaid.”

Quinton palmed his cheeks down.

“And you’re sure about this?”

“Yes father, I’m sure.”

“Then as your father, I wish you well, stay faithful to your husband, and bring forth the next generation from this union.”

“Yes sir.”

Someone knocked on the door.

Quinton opened the door.

“My baby, is finally getting married to the man who she truly loves.”

“Wait mother, I did love Fentin, but not as I love Kincaid.”

“I will see you before you walk down the aisle.”

“Yes father.”

Quinton leaned over and kissed Shamika on her cheek.

“You look beautiful, mother of the bride.”

Shamika straightened Quinton’s tuxedo bowtie

“You look very handsome. Could you give us girls a little privacy Einstein?”

“Yes.”

Quinton looked back at Shaylynn.

“You look beautiful princess.”

“Thank you, father.”

Quinton turned and walked out the door. He pulled the door close.

“You look breathtaking.”

“Thank you, mother.”

“Are you sure this is the man for you?”

Shaylynn thought about Fentin, Enrico, and then Matao. She thought about Kincaid; his kindness, his protective stance, his love making skills, his jealousy, and then the tender side of his nature to pull this all together with her knowledge, while upholding a wicked tongue to her.

“Oh yes, I’m definitely sure about my future husband.”

She smiled knowing she was getting married to man who captured her heart, threw it out to sea, and then reeled it back in.

“Shaylynn, are you listening to me.”

“I’m sorry mother.”

“I have something for you. Here is something old.”

Shamika handed Shaylynn a handkerchief.

“Something new.”

She lifted her purse, opened it, and then dug inside. She pulled out a jewelry box. She handed it to Shaylynn.

Shaylynn opened the small black velvet jewelry box.

A gold wedding bang with KL embedded initials in diamonds cluster stared back at her.

“Mother…why. This is beautiful and how did you know?”

“Once the wedding date was moved up before you went back to school for your Master’s Degree. I assume you did not already have a wedding band for your soon to be spouse this soon in time.”

“This is simply special. I love the diamond initials, and it’s different.”

“You’re a Forrester, nothing but the best for my baby.”

“I love you mother and thank you all for being here to witness this special day for Kincaid and me.”

“I’ve already spoken to the groom.”

“How is he holding up?”

“The man was in and out on calls negotiating a business deal on his wedding day, with several apologies to me for the ringing disturbance.”

“That sounds like my husband.”

“Oh, here is something borrowed.”

Shamika handed Shaylynn a string of milky pearls. “And something blue.” She handed Shaylynn a blue macaroni noddle.

“Mother, this is off the picture frame from my first grade art picture.”

“Yes, I came across it, when I was packing to relocate to Chicago.”

“Mother are you sure? I know you and father could work out your problems.”

“I kind of like my freedom, and your father is over the house almost every other day, I can’t sometimes differ if we’re divorced or still married.”

“If you are giving up the cookies...”

“Young lady, you worry about giving up your cookies, to your husband once you are married.”

“I will be faithful to that man, who I happen to love. Mother, I’ve learned a valuable lesson; a lesson, not worth ever repeating.”

“As long as you remain faithful once you get married, this conversation stays between, you, me and God.”

“Thanks for understanding, mother.”

“That’s what mothers are for.”

“I will see you for the picture taking.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Shamika kissed Shaylynn on both sides of her cheek. She walked over to the door, opened it, and then walked out; she pulled the door close.

STARLIGHT RESORT AND CASINO
Minsk, Belarus

Matao looked down at the American headlines and read the socialite column. The woman who he can’t seem to get over is marrying one of his arch enemies. In his heart, he knew Kincaid had something to do with the building codes on his now abandoned casino’s failure. And the renovators and contractors pulling out at the last minute on his renovated casino, forcing him to sell it. His teeth gritted once he found out Kincaid purchased both, and then had the one he was building from ground up, demolished, and the other one turned into a children’s medical facility for families needing a home away from home as their love one is recovering. He thought he still had residence in Las Vegas, until the seller defaulted on the purchasing transaction. He felt foolish he had to suddenly vacate a home he would have loved to share with a woman, who he deeply loves.

“Fucking bastard!” Matao growled

His telephone rang.

WAILEA BEACH RESORT - MARRIOTT, MAUI
Presidential Suite
Maui, Hawaii

One Week Later

Shaylynn laid on Kincaid’s chest wall after both sedated from making love sunrise until sunset. Only leaving their hotel suite for dining.

Shaylynn circled his hirsute chest wall with the tips of her fingers.

“Kincaid.”

Kincaid bent his head downward.

“Yes, little one.”

“I’m so sorry this marriage started out as it did, I want a strong marriage, and I want to work on starting a family.”

Kincaid did not add a word.

“Kincaid.”

“Then we need to start working on starting this family.”

“I think we do.”

Shaylynn pulled the covers down. She settled her pelvis on top of Kincaid’s groin. She leaned forward and stroked over Kincaid’s facial.

“If we ever have a girl. I hope she does take after her father’s tenacity.”

Kincaid flipped Shaylynn over onto her back.

“And if we do have a son, he will take after his father’s tenacity.”

He cupped his manhood inside her pussy and thrashed it inside her vaginal walls.

“Oh…baby, I missed this about you, Kincaid I love you.”

“You will have a lifetime to show me.”

He leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

“This is my pussy, and my woman. I do not want you ever to forget that.”

Shaylynn leaned up and kissed Kincaid on his chest wall. She hugged his around his waist, and twisted the opening around on his hard erection.

“Oh, sweet woman. You know I would never have given this tight pussy to another man, never.”

Shaylynn palmed the side of Kincaid’s face, and drew him down as her head hit the pillow. She bent her legs and wrapped them around his back.

Kincaid cupped Shaylynn’s buttocks and pierced the core of her womanhood.

“Umm…hum,” Shaylynn moaned against Kincaid’s lips. Her tongue broke through the barrier of his lips.

Kincaid anchored his dick deeper.

Shaylynn kissed Kincaid’s upper shoulder blade. She palmed his gluteus and pressed down; giving him greater access to drive his dick inside her pussy.

“Oh…I love my husband.”

Her palms worshiped up and down his back.

“I love…I love you Shaylynn.”

Kincaid clenched Shaylynn’s buttocks tighter and ejaculated inside of her.

“I love you too, oh God I do.”

Shaylynn’s climaxed all over Kincaid’s dick. She seesawed her pelvis.

Kincaid bashed his groin downward, matting skin to skin both seeking the ultimate pleasure rush.

“Oh…shit...”

Another stream of cum bellowed out of Kincaid’s dick.

“Oh yes...husband, satisfy that…pussss. Oh Kincaid.”

Her nails dug inside his back. Her release merged into his pulsating one.

Kincaid and Shaylynn kissed.

Both broke apart, panting.

“I…I do love my wife, and I would have killed any man, who dared to intervene with this destiny here.”

“For some strange reason.” Shaylynn regulated her breath. “I believe you, and I thank you for you, and everything, especially with the way you spoil me, in and out of bed.”

“How about we shower, change, go sightseeing, and meet back under the covers, until the luau this evening.”

“I’ve always love how you think Mr. Livoski.”

“And I love the way the pussy feels under these covers Mrs. Livoski.”

“Kincaid, I’m really sor.”

Kincaid covered Shaylynn’s mouth with a finger.

“Is in the past little one, let it go. We are taking these steps to our future together.”

He moved his finger; only to be replaced by his lips.

ESTATES AT SOUTHERN HIGHLANDS
Lavender Hill
Las Vegas, Nevada

Seven Months Later

Shaylynn adjusted the red lacy teddy to her physique. She leaned over and blow out the white two candles. She gave the cook the day off to prepare a special meal for the man who she is head over heels in love with.

Shaylynn heard the front door open and then close.

Kincaid walked through the front foyer. He entered the living room. He looked over at the dining room table. And the beautiful woman standing with glass of white wine in her hand.

“Hi handsome.”

“And hello to you gorgeous one.”

“Long day at the office.”

Kincaid walked into the dining room. He mounted three steps and walked over to where Shaylynn stood. He grabbed her around her waist, and pulled her body against his.

“Much better now. How was school today?”

“Going for my Master’s Degree, and teaching ballet classes is getting a bit stressful.”

“A woman, who has two ballet schools, and dances on stage for the world to see. Who would have believed it?”

Kincaid stole a quick kiss.

“About that. I am under a doctor’s order to sustain from dancing for a little while.”

Kincaid stood back and looked over Shaylynn’s body.

 “Baby, is everything all right?”

Shaylynn stepped back. She placed her glass of chilled water down on the table.

“Why don’t you sit and let me serve you.”

“Baby, you didn’t answer the question.”

“I’m fine.”

Shaylynn rushed into the kitchen.

Kincaid removed his suit jacket and placed it on back of the dining room chair. He loosened his tie, pulled it from around his neck, and then placed it on top of his suit jacket. He sat down.

“Would you like red or white wine,” Shaylynn hollered from the kitchen.

“Red.”

Shaylynn held her mouth. She bent over the sink and regurgitated. She reached over and grabbed a towel and wiped her clammy skin. She replaced the towel back on the silver dishtowel rack. She did not know if she could handle being pregnant, and according to her Obstetrician, she was in the throne of carrying twins.

Kincaid entered the kitchen.

“Baby, I’ve been calling you.”

Shaylynn turned from the sink.

Kincaid took in Shaylynn’s clammy skin. He ran over to her side.

“Baby, what it is?”

“Oh Kincaid, I had a special dinner for you, and...”

She turned around, bent over, and regurgitated in the sink again.

“Hold on baby, I’ll get my doctor here.”

“Baby, I was at the doctor’s office today.”

Kincaid’s heart dropped.

“What’s wrong?”

“Kincaid, we’re having twins.”

“If it is a cold maybe he can. Wait, did you just say you’re carrying my heirs.”

“Yes, and I wanted this night to be special to announce it.”

Kincaid held Shaylynn up in his arms and turned her around. He kissed her on the lips with no air to breathe. He lifted his lips from off hers.

“Baby, I’m going to be a father, and you a mother.”

“I think that’s how it usually works.”

Kincaid hugged Shaylynn to him tighter.

“I’m going to be a father. How far along are we…I mean you?”

Shaylynn inched her face back.

“Six weeks, and I do not know if I could do this. I’ve been nauseated every day since I suspected it. The doctor confirmed the news for me this morning. I had the dinner, the wine, now my entire meal is ruined because, I can’t consume it.”

Shaylynn looked up at Kincaid.

“Kincaid.”

“Baby, you look so beautiful to me right now. And your dinner is not on this man’s menu. Mrs. Livoski’s skin to my skin contact is.”

Kincaid situated Shaylynn in his arms. He rushed out the kitchen, and over to the stairwell.

“My PR will put out an official announcement tomorrow, also one for your associates within the ballet community.”

Kincaid kissed Shaylynn while walking up the staircase. He carried her into the bedroom and closed the door.


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