Austin Wilde used Eliza Donoghue for his amusement and when a phone call happened he left her shattered and alone. He discovers a few things along the way to fatherhood that's going to leave him ruined.
Cover by @Queenpuff
Opening my eyes I look at the main door, confused.
Why would someone be knocking at my door at this time of the morning?
Turning to the left I look at the clock sitting on the nightstand and I see that it's 9:30 am. I stretch and look back at the door as the knocking continues.
Knock, knock.
"Room service," a feminine voice, says. "If you'd like I could leave the food by the door."
Climbing out of bed I wrap a blanket around my body and open the door. "I didn't order anything."
She looks at me and says. "The guy next door ordered this for you before he left for his morning job."
Opening the door for her I let her into the room. "Put the food by the table, please."
She wheels the cart to the table and puts the trays on it, before heading back to the door. Turning towards me she says. "When you're finished, just put the trays outside the room and someone will pick it up later."
"Thanks,"
She closes the door behind her.
Pulling my phone out of my pocket. I send a message to Miguel.
Me: Hey, Miguel. Thanks for ordering breakfast for me. Meet me at the beach at 1 pm and then we'll go somewhere for lunch.
Moving over to the table I pull the cover off it and see toast with jelly and peanut butter on the side.
There's a note inside the tray and I pull it out. Opening the folded piece of paper I look at it.
Casey, Hope you enjoy breakfast.
X
Grabbing the toast from the tray I start to eat it. While eating my phone goes off and I check it. 'Ronnie' flashes across the screen and I moan at the name.
Why the hell is he texting me again?
Looking at the message I read it.
Ronnie: She wasn't in the room when my wife and I barged in on him at dawn.
Me: She probably left during the night. Before you could come into the room.
Ronnie: I've got a few people helping me slip something to him while I'm away.
Me: Ronnie, you need to stop telling me this stuff. I could get into trouble if he checks my phone when he gets home from his month away.
Ronnie: Sorry, I'll be careful next time.
Me: Bye, Ronnie.
When I finish breakfast I take the tray to the door and put it outside the door. I close the door and head to the bathroom. Turning the tap on in the shower I step inside. Picking up the washcloth I start to clean my body.
I wince as I touch my pussy. It's very tender from all the fucking I've been doing with Miguel. "Fuck," I look at the cloth and see blood on it.
Damn, it. Right now I have to get my period.
After cleaning myself off I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my body. I exit the bathroom and grab some clothes out of my bag. Digging to the bottom of the suitcase I take out a tampon and put it in. Then I get dressed into a black mini skirt and a halter top that shows off part of my stomach and my back.
Ding,
My phone goes off alerting me to a message and I pick it up, to see a message from Miguel.
Miguel: I'm going to take a shower. If you're still in the room you can join me.
Me: Sorry, I've already had one. Message me once you're done and we walk to the beach together.
Miguel: Okay,
Walking over to the bed I pick up my iPad and start reading a book I brought a while ago. It makes me laugh a few time and I start to fall in love with the male lead.
Sometimes I wish I was like the girls that are written in books, but I'll never be like them. There are things I like and sex is one of them. I don't think I can make it a day without having a cock inside me.
The door to Miguel's room opens and he walks into mine. He has his phone in his hand. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yes," I put the iPad down and climb out of the bed. Looking around the room I find my purse hung over the chair. "How was your run this morning?"
A smile spreads across his face. "It was great. There's so much to see here and we don't have enough time here to explore it. I might have to put it down as a place that I come to again. Do you want to come back here with me?"
Shaking my head I say. "I won't be able to come here with your or anyone other than my husband. As soon as Austin gets back to New York I'm going to make him marry me. I'll carry his children and we'll go off into the sunset and enjoy our lives."
Miguel walks over to me and picks me up. "Is that what you truly want? Or is there something else you need more?"
"What do you mean?" I ask.
He puts my feet back on the ground. "Casey, I know you don't want to be with him. Yet, you are. What does he have that everyone else doesn't?"
"He's got a job, a condo, but he's going to buy a house soon. That's the place our children are going to grow up in. He has a lot of money and he buys me everything I need. To top it off he's got status. Austin is one of the most powerful men in the City. Being a Lawyer is his calling and me being his wife is mine."
Miguel scrunches his hand into fists and hits the wall. "I have all of those things, Casey. I'm more powerful than him and my reputation is better than his. You're manipulating him for some reason and..."
"And what?" I yell at him. "It shouldn't be your concern about how I treat my fiancé. Besides, you are the same as me. Having a revolving door of girls come and go as you please."
He opens the door. "That's the thing, Casey. I don't have a revolving door. Ever since I met you it was you who I was waiting for. Every time you enter the club I was hoping that you would tell me that you feel the same way about me, but now I know it's not the case. I'll talk to the front desk when we get back and ask them to change rooms for me."
Placing my hand on his. "I don't want you to change rooms, Miguel. I love that you're next door to me. Please, don't do something as drastic as that. Besides, we need the photographer's to think we're in love when we do the shoot. Maybe, you could look vulnerable in front of them. Remember this moment tomorrow and we'll be able to get some great shots out of it."
Miguel doesn't say anything and he walks out of my room, with me following closely behind. I lock the door behind us.
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