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Chapter 1 1st Shade: Seduction
Tora
Tora Balthuman, the son of a very rich Mafia Lord named Vincent Balthuman and his receptionist named Eva, was the heir to his fathers underworld business. He had all of his mothers gorgeous looks, and all of his fathers vile temper. Tora's brother, Quinceton or Quincey as they called him, was gentle as his mother Sylvia and had his fathers golden blonde handsome features. The brothers were like night and day. Dark and light. And they adored each other. They were a big dysfunctional ass family. Everyone, including them, could testify to it.
While Quincey enjoyed extravagant vacations and parading around like a dandy, Tora had an addiction to hard liquor and women. Submissive ones in particular. He had a knack for role play and toys that tettered on the edge of dangerous. He found women practically anywhere and without an ounce of shame. And they all had one thing in common, they were curvy. He loved a woman with curves.
Tora was insatiable. He had a new Sub, Laura, who took up most of his evenings and early mornings. There wasn't much she wasn't ok with. She would do things to him with minimal instruction which bordered dangerously on insubordination. He often found himself yanking her hair or smacking her ass to gain back control. But after three years, her flame was beginning to flicker. She wasn't faithful to their agreement, and it was becoming emotionally and physically draining.
The tiger needed a new toy, and he was back on the prowl. ***********************
After Laura left his mansion that morning, he took a cool shower and washed his hair. For once in quite a while he was feeling more and more....underwhelmed. It was the same old fucking routine, and for some reason she was feeling all the more entitled to his cash. Above and beyond their agreement. Tora grit his teeth at the memory of the amount he spent at the jeweler for her last week. "Fuck if I ain't the one gettin' played in this..whatever the fuck it's called", he grumbled aloud to himself as he stroked his cock gently clean.
Laura had enough wealth of her own. She was the daughter of a respected city official and owned land that exceeded that of his father for fucks sake. Yet here he was playing the trick when it was not part of their contract. She had signed a contract to be with him exclusively for five years. He was to give her an agreed upon sum of money for her pleasure and ensure she was taken care of. Looks like within three years she became a self proclaimed Queen of his fucking castle. Not the tied up wench he fucked at a whim, which was all he wanted her to be. What she agreed to be. Her attitude was becoming un-fucking-bearable.
Tora shut off the water and stepped out of the glass shower, absent-mindedly reaching out for his towel. He stretched with his eyes closed and a long yawn, chancing a glance at his naked murky reflection in the fogged mirror when he reopened them. Smirking to himself, he said aloud ruefully, "I might be a fuckin' fool but damn if I'm not a sight to behold- Heh." He flexed his arms showcasing their muscles and laughed at just how perfect he looked on the outside when he was so fucked inside. "At least I got that goin' for me", he said without the remnance of his earlier playful tone. Finally rubbing himself dry, he got dressed in a beautiful forest green and creme pullover sweater, rich brown slacks, and a nice pair of crocodile dress shoes. He took his hair and brushed it, letting it hang in black waves around his shoulders and half up in a messy knot at the back of his head. He put on his gold watch and rings then inserted his gauges with the diamond in the middle of the round onyx stone.
After dwelling on it all night he finally decided what he wanted to do with his day. He was going to stop in town at World of Books store and grab a copy of the Karma Sutra for his collection. He had searched it online and found that it had many delightful positions inside that he had yet to try. It was also a historical treasure. All in fucking color. They had a hard bound golden covered limited edition copy that he wanted in particular. With a final glance at his appearance in the full length mirror within his bedroom, he grabbed his keys and wallet and hopped down the stairs two at a time. Locking the door behind him, he spotted Laura just getting into her red sports car. She must have lingered around when he thought she had left. With a nonchalant wave, he watched her peel out of his iron gates and disappear down the road. He hopped into his black BMW and turned up his music to the max, driving in the opposite direction toward his destination. Not a fucking care in the world.
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Poppy
Poppy was working at the book store today. She happily stood at the register with her cobalt blue store apron wrapped firmly around her waist. She relished in the fact the apron covered most of her cleavage (which each breast was the size of a large freaking melon!), but there was nothing she could do about how her tight black pants showcased her bubble butt. All to her dismay. Her pants were tight no matter which style she chose because her waist was tappered into an hour glass shape with a super round ass beneath it. The cat calls she got on a regular when she worked the floor made her blood boil. The cash register was her favorite place, now. Erdene, her co-worker, would often find her all wound up in the bathroom or breakroom due to some pervs lewd comments about her body when she would be out restocking the shelves.
Unfortunately for her, Tommy returned 30 minutes later to relieve her back to the sales floor to finish her cart of materials to stock. 'Great. I was enjoying the break from Perv World', she said to herself. She finished with her customer, and walked out of the small wooden push door back to the romance isle where her silver cart sat idle. On her way there, a very tall man with his head down immersed in a book walked right into her.
"Oh my god, excuse me sir! Are you ok?", Poppy said quickly to the gentleman with a hand reflexively resting on his arm, her brows knit together in concern. The gentleman snapped his head up at her in awe. He looked at her in silence like a deer caught in headlights. Suddenly, she became a little self conscious at his idle staring. 'What is he looking at anyway?', she asked herself internally. Her body? The man was looking at her now from the top of her head to the tiny white sneakers she wore. His lips curling upward into a hint of a smile.
He finally spoke, probably noticing how embarrassed she was under his intense stare and silence. That is, if her bright red face was any indication. "It's ok, Sweatheart", he began. "I'm not hurt. Just lucky I bumped into someone as beautiful as you. Stunned me into silence." Normally she would find an excuse to high tail it out of his presence, but she found herself rooted to that spot. He was....gorgeous. She had only ever seen men as handsome as him in magazines and movies. And half the time their faces were caked with makeup. He was real.
She looked up into the man's eyes. They were the color of honey. He was smiling at her, showcasing twin dimples on either side of his face. His teeth were perfect and bright white. The way she had to crane her neck to look him in the eye, he had to be well over 6 ft tall. His hair was raven black and hung down his shoulders in a mess of shaggy curls and waves. Her heart pounded as she snapped back to reality and realized she was standing and gawking at him. She swallowed. "Oh...t-thank you, sir. C-can I help you with anything?"
He looked to be considering something for a moment in silence. Regarding her as he stood stalk still. Poppy didn't miss that he appeared to have found the book he may have wanted, so that was out. She was only saying it to wrap up their awkward....whatever this was called, anyway.
Completely unbeknown to her, Tora pictured the book worm completely naked in his swimming pool. Her thick thighs wrapped around his waist as he pushed his rock hard rod into the soft space inside of her. The sweet sound of her moaning his name and the feel of her leaving scratch marks on his chest and back sending him to oblivion. Her body was made for it. He suddenly thought to himself how happy he was he decided to come to the book store today. He found more than he bargained for.
*Snapped back to reality
Poppy waited for the gentleman to respond before smiling and nodding at him, turning to leave at his continued stone silence. 'Aaaalrighty, then.'
"Hold on, Sweatheart", he suddenly called out to her from behind. Poppy stopped and waited for him to catch up the few paces she had walked away. He pulled a business card out of his wallet and handed it to her. "I know this may seem a bit forward, but I gotta get goin'- ", he raised a thumb over his shoulder towards the exit, "and i'd love to get to know ya better. That's my cell number. If ya available, can ya call me later tonight when ya get off work? By the way....what's ya name? Mine is Tora. Tora Balthuman. Probably shoulda started with that. Pfft", he said extending his hand for her to take.
Poppy took the card from his hand and then took his hand in hers. 'His hand are so...big.' Then, her eyes lit up in recognition. 'Tora freaking Balthuman? Isn't he some rich guy who lives in the mansion not far from here? OH. MY. GOD.' He smiled, waiting for her to respond, still holding her hand in his. He most likely observed the name badge she wore already that read "POPPY" in bold letters during his appraisal of her chest earlier. The thought made her blush. "Mmm...oh yeah! I can call you later. I'd, um, like that. My name is Poppylan. Poppylan Wilkes. Everyone calls me Poppy, though", she replied, tapping at said badge with her index finger. You would think her voice was music to his ears the way his eyes became hooded and his gaze into her eyes even more intense, if that was possible. He gently tugged her forward and kissed the skin at the top of her hand before releasing it. Poppy felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest. He had to have noticed the effect he had on her and went for the kill. He smiled his brightest smile and ran a hand through his hair casually while never breaking eye contact with her. 'Thats it! In a minute there'll need to be a clean up on aisle 4!' She was turning into a puddle.
"Ah...what a beautiful name for a gorgeous woman. Ms. Wilkes, it would be my delight if I could take ya out to dinner one of these nights. Please do make sure ya call me later. I'll be waiting. Goodbye for now, Sweetheart."
With that, Tora took his leave. Poppy still stood in the same spot with her hand on her chest. Her co-worker, Erdene, was standing between two bookshelves watching the whole scene go down. She walked on tip toe to Poppy and whispered behind her ear, "Giiiiiiirrrrllllll....what was that! Did that man flirt with you just now?" Poppy jumped, then nodded and kept her mouth shut, still in shock. "That his number?", Erdene asked next, enjoying getting under Poppys skin. Poppy shook her head 'yes'. "Ya gonna call him up?", Erdene said raising her eyebrows. '21 questions or nah?', Poppy thought becoming annoyed. She wanted to bask in what just happened in peace. "I think so. How can I not? He knows where I work...". "Scratch that shit!", Erdene shouted a little too loudly, cutting her off. "You're gonna call him because he's freaking hot and looks like he can fuck like a porn star. There!", Erdene let out rapidly with a huff at the end of the last word.
Poppy blanched and told Erdene to get back to work. She placed the card in the card holder on the back of her phone case and slipped it into her apron. She grabbed her cart and looked back in the direction the tall gentleman was last seen walking. He was at the entrance with his back to her leaving the shop. Suddenly before he went out of the doors, he turned around and looked right at her. He waved before smiling and walking out. Yes. Poppy was going to call him as soon as she got the nerve.
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Tora
Tora returned home in a great mood. He was absolutely infatuated with the young book store clerk. She was just his type. A curvy seductress that already had him panting for more. More of everything. He remembered how she smelled sweet, like candy and flowers. Her face was etched into his mind in vivid color, so much so that he could think of entirely nothing else. Shit. When was the last time he felt something more than lust for a woman? Since before he met Laura three years ago? His ex? He wasn't about to think of HER right now. No fuckin' way. He went about taking particles of his clothes off and headed up the grand winding stairs of his castle to his master bedroom. He stood in his boxers with the new book in his hands. He turned on the fireplace and jumped onto his massive bed with its soft microfiber covers. His phone was next to him with the ringer all the way up in anticipation of the lovely girls call. Would she call? 'She looked nervous as fuck', he thought to himself. Poppylan. He played with the name on his lips. "Poppylan..... hmm."
After staring at the pages of his book for so long, Tora drifted off to sleep only to be awaken a few hours later to the sound of his phone ringing. He jumped up and grabbed at his phone. Could it be? His heart pounded as he read the name "Poppylan W" on his caller ID. He pressed the answer button immediately.
"Hello? Tora Balthuman speaking", he said into the phone trying his best to sound casual. 'What the fuck? Why am I hyperventilating like a fuckin' teen?'
"Oh...hello!", came the sweetest voice he ever heard. "This is Poppy. The girl you unceremoniously bumped into at the book store earlier?" Pfft. As teasing as she tried to sound, he could hear the nervousness in her tone. 'Must have taken a lot for her to call, and I really fuckin' appreciated the effort. Good fuckin' job, Sweetheart.' Of course he remembered her. It would be embarrassing as hell if he had forgotten her in just a few hours. How could he? She was imprinted on his mind ever since he first laid eyes on her.
"Ah....yes. Ms. Wilkes. I'm so glad to hear from ya, Sweetheart. Ya just got off work?", he asked laying on his back in bed. "Yeah, just got home and showered. Sorry if it's a little late. I uh- wanted to settle in first." Tora had a mischievous grin splayed across his face imagining her naked curves and innocent round face in the shower. "Nah, it's not too late. I'm all settled in bed myself. How was ya day?" He could hear her shuffling around in the background before her voice came back on. "It was great! The best part was bumping into this tall, dark, and handsome stranger. I think he found the book he was looking for. Not with my help at all, though. How was yours?" Tora smiled up at the ceiling. 'Tall dark and handsome, huh?' "Oh yeah? Well my day was great, too, Sweetheart. Ya see, I ran into this gorgeous girl at the book store, ironically. Could barely breathe lookin' at her. Made my fuckin' day, too. Glad to hear the handsome gentleman uh- made yours."
'Fuck yeah. Phase one is complete. On to phase two. Gettin' her here, with me.'
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