Insufferable Proximity 2 (33 page)

“That’s enough, Julian.”

“I say when it’s enough,” he backed her against the wall. “Don’t you ever let him put his filthy hands on you again, do you understand?”

When she refused to answer, he grabbed her chin and barked, “Do you?”

“Yes,” she answered with a frown. She tried to pull away, but he pinned her against the wall.

“Did you really think that I would let him touch you without suffering the consequences?” he growled, as he stared her dead in the eyes.

“No,” she answered truthfully. She knew what Julian would do the second Clive’s lips touched her.

“No one can touch you but me.” Still holding her chin, he turned her head to the side and began sucking on her neck. After a minute of intense sucking, she realized his motive.

“Don’t leave any marks,” she squealed, and he pulled back to look at her. He slid his thumb across the mark he left.

“I’m marking every inch of your body.” He latched onto a different spot and began to suck.

“No—I don’t want any marks! I have to go to court!” she yelled as she tried to pull away from him. He continued until he’d made another mark.

“You should have thought about that before you let him fucking kiss you!” he roared as he yanked open her shirt. He pulled the black marker out of his pocket.

“What is that for?” she shook her head.

He popped off the top. “What do you think?”

“You’d better not,” she warned him as she tried to grab his hand.

“Make me stop.” He grabbed her wrists and pulled them above her head, preventing her from fighting him. He smiled menacingly as he quickly scribed his name across her chest.

“You’ve fucking lost it, Julian!” she hissed, trying to yank her arms free.

“You think this is crazy? If you let him touch you again, I’m carving my name in your ass,” he seethed.

He growled as he turned her around to face the wall. He yanked her panties below her knees as he went down to his. He slid his finger across her sex as he leaned his head against her lush behind, then pushed his finger between her lips and caressed her tightening clit. She pushed her head against the wall, trying to catch her breath as her legs began to wobble. He sank his teeth into her ass and then trailed tiny bites from her butt down to her vagina. He grabbed her hips and pulled them back, burying his face in her sex.

Heaven braced her hands on the wall as he latched onto her clit and began sucking furiously. She was having as much trouble keeping quiet as she was standing up. Her whole body shook as he increased the pressure and began flicking his tongue over the engorged tip. She was almost sitting on his face as he held her. He refused to stop tormenting her overstimulated clit. Her legs shook hard as she began to slide down the wall, and felt the orgasm barreling through her body. It raced through her and shot out through her sex so strongly that she couldn’t prevent herself from crying out.

She slid down the wall until she was almost on her knees. Julian grabbed her hips and spread her ass. He gave her no warning before thrusting his cock into her.

“Oh god,” she grunted as he slammed into her.

“You think I’d give this up willingly?” he hissed into her ear as he bent over her body. “I would kill for this.”

He began to drive his manhood into her, forcing her body to slide up and down the wall. He wrapped his hand around her body to work on her clit, and circled it with his fingers as he continued to plow into her.

It didn’t take long before Heaven felt the tide break within her. Julian could feel her response and increased the pressure as he slid his hand over her mouth.

Heaven screamed below his hand as the pressure exploded throughout her body. She moaned low in her throat as the orgasm flowed, her body paralyzed by the intense stimulation.

Seeing her response forced him to come. He held her tight as he spewed his seed inside of her.

He pulled out of her, sat on the floor, and pulled her down to sit in his lap. Her back was to his chest, and her legs were sprawled on either side of his thighs.

“Why didn’t you leave when you found out my father wasn’t coming?” he asked her, now that his rage had subsided.

“I thought he was coming; I waited for him before I even started the meeting. Mr. Baker said he would be there soon,” she answered breathlessly.

“He lied to you. He told my father the meeting had been rescheduled.”

“I believed him; I really thought your father was coming,” she frowned in disgust.

“You have to stop working with him, I can’t take it. I’m not used to this—I don’t know how to control it yet,” he admitted. He had enough trouble controlling his rampant sex drive. Now he was supposed to tame his jealousy? It was impossible. There was a lot more to this whole love thing than even he’d realized. One thing he did know—he had no self-control when it came to his emotions.

“I noticed,” she said after she turned around on his lap to face him. “I’m going to stop working with him, but I will be there for Susan when she takes the stand.”

***

“Well hello, Juliette.” Ronny walked towards her.

“Hello Ronnie,” Juliette cooed as the smile spread across her face.

“I wanted to ask you something.”

“Sure, what is it?”

“Did you get an invite to the engagement party?”

She nodded. “Yes, I believe everyone did.” She realized that she wasn’t heartbroken over the mention of Julian King’s engagement party. For the first time, she questioned how sincere her obsession with Julian was.

“I was wondering if we could go together.”

“You mean as friends?” Juliette tried not to appear desperate, although she hoped that he meant something more.

“No, I mean together.”

“Ronnie, are you asking me to be your date for the engagement party?” she gasped and put her hand to her chest.

“Yes, I am. I understand if you don’t want to,” Ronnie began to babble.

“Ronnie,” Juliette tried to get his attention, but he kept talking.

“Trust me, I won’t be offended; I would understand. I would be hurt, but I would understand.”

Juliette smiled. “I would love to be your date for the party.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“You’re not joking?”

“No.”

“Yes!” He jumped up and clapped his hands, gaining the attention of the nearby employees. “You’ve made me a very happy man, Juliette; a very happy man indeed.”

Juliette couldn’t stop the giggles, as Ronnie’s excitement was contagious.

***

“You’re going on a date with Ronnie?” Lila asked. Even though she had sex with Ronnie, she didn’t particularly care about him. Ronnie was virtually harmless with the exception of his mouth. His loose tongue would be the death of him.

Or her.

Juliette was the last person that Lila wanted to know her secrets. Although Lila was very careful around Ronnie, there were things that she couldn’t prevent him from seeing.

“Yes.”

“I’d advise against it, dear. Ronnie is cheap, and he’s terrible in bed,” Lila said candidly.

“Well, since I have my own money, and I don’t put out on the first date, that shouldn’t be a problem,” Juliette answered as she raised her chin.

“I just assumed that you had higher standards than to settle for your friend’s…“ she paused with a look of concern, “…how shall I put it without being crude…” she looked down her nose at Juliette, “…your friend’s leftovers. I mean, it’s a bit like chewing my regurgitated food, isn’t it?””

Juliette raised her brows. “Well, that would leave slim pickings since my
friend
has so many leftovers.”

“What are you insinuating, Juliette dear?”

“Nothing,
Lila
dear,” Juliette said insincerely, “if you’ll excuse me.”

Lila frowned as she watched Juliette leave.

***

Gloria was sitting alone in the cafeteria when Juliette sat down next to her. She set a plate of cookies on the table.

“Have one, I made them fresh this morning,” Juliette said and then scoffed. “Actually, I bought them at the bakery by my house this morning, but freshly-baked cookies sound so much better. Doesn’t it?”

“What do you want, Juliette?”             

“Nothing.” She shrugged and grabbed a cookie. “You’re secret is safe with me.”

“Is it?”

“Yes, it is. I think the two of you are a good match. His wife hates him, she always has. You should have heard some of the evil things that she’s said to him over the years. Truly despicable.”

“Why are you doing this? What do you want in return?”

“What do you know about Ronnie?” Juliette got to the point.

“The security guard for the building?”

“Yes.”

“I know he had something going with Lila during the saboteur days.”

“The whole time?”

“No, just towards the end, I think. Why?”

“He’s nice,” Juliette looked sad for a moment, “but I’ve heard so many bad things about him.”

“From Lila?”

“Among others.”

“Don’t believe everything everyone tells you; especially if it’s from Lila Strain. Lila’s poison.”

“I’m finding that out.” Juliette slid the plate of cookies to Gloria, “They’re for you.”

“Poison?”

“No, more a peace offering,” she replied as she rose from the table

Gloria watched her leave and wondered how the little green aliens were able to overpower Juliette’s brain. Whatever their choice of weapon, they had done a good job—because that was not Juliette. It looked like Juliette and sounded like Juliette. It even had the same bad taste in clothing as Juliette, but that was not Juliette.

“I’m in the fucking twilight zone,” Gloria exhaled as she shook her head.

The Engagement party

Heaven walked down the stairs and Julian inhaled sharply, stunned by her beauty. Her hair was fashioned in tousled curls and bounced with each step. Her red dress hugged her curves in an illicit way that put him in beast mode. He suddenly wanted to attack her and drag her back to his den for the rest of the night.

“I can’t let you leave in that dress,” he said as she stood on the steps before him.

“You don’t like it?”

“I like it too much. If you wear that dress tonight, I can guarantee a million trips to our private room,” he said with a grin before he kissed her neck.

“You got a private room?”

“Of course I did.” He kissed her lips and groaned when he pulled back, “Let’s reschedule this party.”

“Everyone is already there waiting for our grand entrance.”

“Let them wait.”

“No,” she pouted as she shook her head.

“No?” he gave her his best puppy-dog eyes.

She kissed him. “No. I’m too excited to announce our engagement. I can’t wait to tell everyone.”

“Then we should get out of here now before I change my mind and call off the party,” he joked. He picked her up and carried her out of the house.

“You look amazing tonight, Sevigne,” Alice said as she opened the back of the limousine for them.

“Why are you driving the limo? You’re a guest at the party, Alice,” Heaven frowned.

Alice smiled broadly. “I prefer to drive the two of you. I didn’t like the look of the temporary driver. He seemed a little sketchy. I’ll get you there safely.”

“You’re the best limo driver in the world. You need to give her a raise, Julian,” Heaven declared.

“Already done,” he nodded as he sat Heaven in the car.

***

The banquet hall was decorated in white, and lightly accented in red. That was what Heaven wanted, and Julian made it happen. The day before, he’d called Stevie Zell, one of NY’s hottest interior and fashion designers. He had asked her to redo the room for his engagement party and to meet with Heaven. After talking to Heaven for 15 minutes, Stevie Zell had drawn up a design that brought tears to Heaven’s eyes.

Heaven once again felt the sting of unshed tears as she walked into her engagement party. Stevie Zell had brought the picture to life.

“It’s perfect.” Heaven smiled and kissed Julian on the cheek.

“I deserve more than a kiss on the damn cheek,” he whispered in her ear.

“You’re so right.” She grabbed his face and laid a big kiss on his lips. “Wait until I get you alone.”

Sybille smiled as she ran over to them. “You look beautiful, darling.”

“Thank you, Mother.”

“And you are looking mighty dapper, my handsome boy,” Sybille squealed as she patted Julian’s shoulder.

Julian grinned. “Thank you.”

“Coco is grabbing our drinks; I ordered a special batch for us. Oh, there’s Ayden.” Sybille waved to him.

“I’ll be right back,” Julian kissed Heaven again before he headed over to his father.

Heaven leaned in to hug her mother and whispered in her ear, “Remember, no brothel talk, and if anyone asks, you’re not a Madame.”