Chapter Forty-Two - Ghosts Confessions Oh My

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Cadence POV

It was bitter sweet leaving Evan. Of course he had called three times to check up on me. I could honestly say he was winning me over.

I felt I had to be honest with him. I was currently an escort and I had personal responsibilities. I'm not a golddigger and I didn't need a man to provide for me. I wasn't really sure what I wanted and to be honest, I had grown accustomed to living this life style.

I had finally made it home from the airport when I saw Emily's car in the driveway. The girls were probably sleep since the lights were off and Emily was probably waiting on me.

"Hey chic," she said flipping through the channels.

"Girl, I'm so tired. It has been a long week," I said taking off my shoes and sitting next to her. She poured me a glass of wine.

"Here, drink this."

I put the glass to my lips and took a drink. The red wine went down smoothly.

"Ahh,"I said closing my eyes.

"Good uh?" She said smiling from ear to ear.

"Can I ask you something Cad?"

"Sure Em."

"Are you in love?" Thank goodness I had already swallowed my wine.

"Why would you ask me that?"

"Because of the bouquet of red roses that a certain gentleman sent."

"What flowers?"

"The three dozen bouquets in the kitchen."

I got up and walked in the kitchen. Sure enough their were three huge bouquets.

"When did they arrive?" I asked.

"A few hours ago. Someone must really love you, Chica."

"Please," I said trying to find a card. I finally found one and opened it.

Can't wait to see your face. Oh how I have missed you. Until we met again.

Xxxxx

"
Wow he is so sweet!" I said more to myself.

"Girl you must have rocked his world. Did you do the bow idea?"

"I'm not telling. A girl has to have her secrets."

"Cad, come on. We are best friends and I live vicariously through you. Spill!" She said laughing.

"No. Don't you have a house to go to?"

"Yes, but yours is nicer. Stop changing the subject."

"I grabbed Emily's shoes and reached them to her. Thanks for watching the girls and I will see you tomorrow."

"Oh. I won't be able to babysit tomorrow. I will be at the ball, except in a maid uniform. I need the extra money and it's only for a few hours."

I didn't like Emily being around these types of people. She was shy, sweet and naive. Some would look down at her and others may try to do something inappropriate and I didn't want to have to watch her all night. With so much debauchery that would take place, she needed to be far away as possible.

"Emily, let me pay you to watch the girls tomorrow and why don't you just work for me part-time?

"Work for you?" She seemed confused.

"Yes, you can be the girls sitter. When I'm working you can watch them and after their lessons. You already have access to the house and you need the extra money anyway. They spend a lot of time with you anyway so what do you say? It could fun."

"I don't know Cad."

"What is there to think about? They normally finish their homework around three and just stay until I get home."

I could see her thinking about it.

"You give me a reasonable amount and we will be set," I said.

"Okay."

My phone started to ring. I looked down to see Marci name pop up.

"Hello?"

"Cadence I need you to head to Algiers tonight. I need to finish up some stuff here at Lilly's office for tomorrow. The decorator will be there for six am and I need someone there that can explain the layout. Langston is there so he will let you in."

I looked at my watch and it was eight pm.

"Okay, I should be there in an hour."

"Good. The checks for the caterers and decorator are in her office. If anything needs to be done before I get there, just call me. Thanks Cadence."

"No problem." I hung up and looked at Emily.

"Where are you going tonight?"

"I have to meet the caterers and decorator bright and early in Algiers since Marci has some last minute plans to work out."

"Okay I will stay with the girls this weekend. I will call Gabriel in the morning and tell him I won't be able to come."

"Thanks, Em. I really appreciate it."

"Be safe Cadence. I hear that place is haunted. They have some weird things that go on in there. I hear Ms. Lilly's dad had a a tunnel built under the house. There are rooms where he and his friends would bring women down there and do despicable things to them so their wives wouldn't know. They say you can hear their moans and screams of pleasure at night."

I couldn't help but laugh. Only if she knew. So I decided to mess with her.

"Who told you that Em?"

"Some of the night maids. They are not allowed in the basement and Langston has a special cleaning crew that comes after parties to clean. I kinda wonder why they come after a party and not before? Also those cottages have a special cleaning crew. I know they have sex in there but geesh, it can't be that bad."

"Girl if you only knew, but their aren't any ghosts Emily."

"Yes, there are. That house is over two hundred years old and those types of houses have history and not all good. I just want you to be careful. I remember passing by the attic and I heard a noise. There is something off in that house Cad and it ain't good."

"You are paranoid, Emily. I stayed there before and I didn't hear a thing."

"Well I know what I heard."

"Okay, Em. If you think you heard something then I believe you."

"No you don't."

Yes I do."

"Cadence I swear. There is something in the attic and the basement if you listen closely. I bet you can hear something."

"Okay Em, I will check it out so I will give you a full report on Sunday. I better get going. I will go up and kiss the girls and tell them good night. Thanks again."

I headed upstairs and watched the girls sleep. They would be teenagers soon and they were growing up so fast. Right before my dad died they had gotten their periods. They were turning into fine young adults and I was proud to be their sister. I went to each one of them and kissed them good night and whispered that I loved them.

"Hey Sissy," Olivia said in a sleepy voice.

"Hey Liv."

"You back?"

"I just got back but I have to leave again. Emily is going to stay with you."

"I miss you Cad."

"I miss you to honey and Ashley, but I have to work."

"I know, but I can still miss you. When will you be back?"

"Sunday. I gotta go," I said giving her a kiss on the forehead. "I love you Liv.

"I love you too. Goodnight," she said.

I kissed Ashley again and closed the door. I hated to leave them, but I had to go. I grabbed a few items from my bedroom and left.

The ride wasn't too bad. The last time I was there was the night that I had met Robert, Evan, Paul and reunited with David. I turned on the radio to hear Anita Baker's Rapture.

"Wow," I said out loud. The same song he sang to me not long ago. I sang along until the song went off. I thought about him and my heart skipped a beat.

I continued to drive as Duran Duran's Hungry Like The Wolf, came on. I thought of Paul. I missed him too. Paul was my rock and somehow I also had feelings for him. I missed his arrogant attitude but also missed his comfort. He was a no nonsense kind of guy but when he was affectionate, he pulled the heart strings.

Was it possible to actually have deep emotional feelings for two men? I thought it was Robert but he was an attachment due to him being my first. Evan and Paul gave me something I couldn't explain.

Although Paul had been gone for six months, I missed him just as much as I missed Evan and I had only left him hours ago. I wish I could merge the two and it would be perfect because I wouldn't have to choose. But who was to say that they were the ones?

If it came to having to choose one over the other who would I choose? Maybe the best thing to do was to go another way and not commit so much of my time and affection to one or the other. Evan said he would wait, but the question was how long?

Shit, I was so confused. Evan had admitted his love for me but I couldn't tell him back. Did that make me selfish? How could a woman want two men as much as I wanted them. Yep, I was selfish and I felt bad about it.

Maybe if I had fun with somebody else, I wouldn't feel so guilty about being with them or maybe they could make me forget about Evan and Paul. Maybe I could do one of those rebirth type of programs where I can just start all over and move on. Yep maybe that was the way to go. So I decided that at the ball I was going to do that. Fuck who was I kidding! Those two had branded me and hopeful I could forget them for only a little while. Maybe just for the weekend.

I needed some fun of not being tied down but to actual experience something different on my terms. Lilly had sent me a correspondence to the house explaining what I had to do. I figured it was just mixing and mingling with guests but she told me it was very important that I read it.

I changed the radio. All these mushy romance songs were getting to me. I decided on a country station. Although I didn't know the songs, they were catchy.

I finally pulled up to the main road that led to the mansion. It was dark as I pulled up to the gate. I pressed the button and I said my name.

The tall wrought iron gate opened wide as I drove my car through. The paved road took me straight to the front door. I was greeted by Gabriel as I parked the car.

"Ms. Cadence welcome back," he said coming down the stairs.

"Mrs. Marci said you were on your way. If you give me your keys, I will park your car in the back."

"Thanks Gabriel," I said handing him my keys. I gave him a smile and grabbed my bag and headed inside.

"Welcome back," I heard Langston's voice. He was dressed in black loose pants and a black muscle t-shirt. His face looked flushed and his hands were behind his back.

"Thank you Langston. Are you okay? You look a little flushed."

"I'm fine." He looked around as he spotted Gabriel walking back in.

"Oh, I had Gabriel make you some tea. I know it can be a long ride here and this chamomile tea will help you relax."

"Thank you," I said.

"Gabriel can you show Ms. Cadence to her room? Your dress was delivered this morning. The hair and makeup team will be here around four to get you ready along with Mrs. Marci. Ms Lilly sent you instructions for tomorrow night in an envelope in her office."

"Thanks Langston."

"You are quite welcome. If you will excuse me," he nodded and headed in the direction of the basement.

"Does Langston have a client tonight?" I asked Gabriel as he took my bag.
He looked at me as if he was fighting with the answer.

"No."

"Oh," I said looking at Gabriel. He led me up the staircase. My room was ready. The fireplace was going and a vase of magnolias had the room smelling fresh. The scent was so amazing, calming.

"Thank you Gabriel," I said as he put my overnight bag on the floor. He nodded and left.

I smelled the tea in the cup. It was hot and smelled so inviting. I took a few sips until it was all gone. The warm liquid coaxed my body as I started to feel relaxed. Tomorrow would be a big day and I needed to rest.

I laid on the bed and thoughts of Evan filled me. He had given me pleasure in this bed. I laid down and moved my hands along the pillows and comforter. I looked up at the ceiling as the fire's light shadowed across the ceiling. I watch the light dance as I could only hear the pops of the fire. My eyes slowly closed as the quietness calmed my racing mind.

"Yessssss!! Please I beg you, I can't take it anymore... Please don't leave me!!!"

I woke up startled. I heard a woman's voice, begging for something.

"Please, I will listen! Just don't..."

I heard the voice again. I raised up trying to figure out where the voice was coming from. I walked to the fireplace trying to hear it.

Maybe Emily was right, this place had it's own ghosts.

"I promise I won't do it again, I will be good!"

Okay this was getting a little weird. I opened the door to my room and looked around. The house was dark as the lights were turned on low. I walked down the long hallway and the voice was gone. Headed down the stairs, it felt like eyes were watching me from the portraits that hung on the wall. I finally made it down the stairs and looked around. My intuition was telling me it was coming from the basement. I swallowed. There was only one thing in the basement, the Dungeon.

I headed in that direction, contemplating if I really wanted to know what was going on. When I got to the mansion, Langston was flushed and he had on the same kind of black pants I saw him in the night of the ball.

This was not the time to be nosy, but let's just say I wanted to know what was going on against my better judgement. I opened the door slowly as I heard silence. Maybe it was just my imagination. Maybe my mind had conjured up the woman's voice as Emily crazy thoughts entered my head.

"I hear that place is haunted. They have some weird things that go on in there. They say you can hear their moans and screams."

I walked down the stairs slowly and quietly. If someone was down there, I didn't want them to hear me coming. I didn't remember the stairs being so many as I finally made it to the bottom. I could feel my heartbeat racing. I so hoped I didn't get caught. My hands began to sweat and my feet got heavy. Each step brought me closer and closer to a place that once you gave yourself up to it, you may never return.

The lanterns lined the walls as the light from the fire gave it a dark eery feel. This was a place where your darkest and deepest desires would come to life and have you begging for your sanity. I had only been down here once but somehow I felt I needed to be here. Was I sadist like the others? The more steps I took, I felt the chains release me. I looked back to see the door slowly closing as the light from the room above faded into darkness.

Months prior I had a dream of this place. The two men that had caught my attention had me naked and enjoying an assortment of delectable pleasures.

Breath Cad. My mind was telling me. I looked around and I was in the large room. The black sofas lined the walls as chains and other adornments hung from the ceiling. I looked up mystified on how they would be used. I continued to walk in looking through the empty rooms. How come this place seemed scarier tonight, then the last time? Maybe because everything was on display. I touched the glass with my palms. I closed my eyes and images of Garrett and Jacob appeared. I leaned my head against the cool glass and just breathed.

Sounds from my dream with Garrett and Jacob echoed throughout my head. Were they my secret, my darkest fantasy? Or would any two men would do? Could I take both Evan and Paul and seduce them to my whim? So many questions. I saw my reflection and a smile had formed on my face.

I removed my hands and slid my left hand along the glass as I looked back at the empty rooms. My mind must have been playing tricks on me, I could have swore I saw myself in the last room tied up naked with Evan, Paul, Jacob and Garrett kneeling before me. I turned around and no one was there.

Sure enough, Emily and her silly superstitions were starting to affect me. I moved my head from side to side maybe I was just tired. I was about to turn back until I heard the voice.

"Oh, gawd, please let me cum." I could hear the woman's voice crying. I turned back and came to a door. I opened it and no one was there. I heard the voice again, this time, she was screaming.

I turned around and another door became visible. On the side of the door it had Master Langston's Office. I slowly turned the knob. When the door opened more lanterns lit the room.

"You have been a very naughty little girl. You have to understand the punishment has to fit the crime," a man's voice said. I looked around and saw Langston with a riding crop in his hand and another man sitting in a a high back chair. Above him Amberly wept.

She had a blindfold on. Her wrists were above her head and her ankles were pulled apart slightly. There were pink blotches on her. I wasn't sure if they were self inducted or from one of the men. Her naked body displayed before them as her chest moved visciously.

"Amberly why can't you just listen? If you would do that then we wouldn't be here. Why do you test me? Don't I give you everything your heart desires?" The man stood up and walked towards Amberly. He stood in front of her and ran his finger from her navel to the slit between her legs. She cried out.

"Answer me Amberly," he said mere inches from her mound.

"I don't listen because I like how you punish me. I test you because I have to stay one step ahead, if I don't you may leave me." The last part was a whisper.

"Do I not give you everything, Amberly?"

She was quiet. The man stood in front of her and stared up. He rubbed his hand against her legs.

"Give Jeff an answer Amberly, Langston said walking up to her. He had the crop in his hand and hit the wall with it. Amberly jumped.

"If you don't answer Jeff you will have a punishment like no other. ANSWER HIM OR I SWEAR YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO SIT FOR A WEEK!"

I could hear her crying again.

"Take the blindfold off of her. I want her to look at me and and tell me her answer."

Langston stood up on the side of Amberly and climbed four stairs. He removed the blindfold. Amberly moved her head and her eyes opened slowly.

"Focus on me," Jeff said. "Follow my voice and look at me."

Amberly moved her head in his direction.

"I am going to repeat the question. If I feel like you are lying, you will remain up there and I am leaving. I will let Langston deliver your punishment. If you tell me the truth then you and I will leave together and we will commence with our evening. You betta be honest or we are through Amberly. Do you understand?"

She nodded.

"I can't hear you," he said.

"Yesss," she said with her voice choked.

"Do I not give you everything you want and desire? I'm waiting Amberly."

She moved her head down and looked at Jeff. The few tears she had that were coming down were now three and four at a time. Her mascara ran down her face. Her lips were moving but no sound was coming out. She looked from Jeff to Langston and back to Jeff. Her lips tremble.

"No you don't," she said just above a whisper.

"Why do you say that? I would give you everything. Tell me what I don't give you?"

She stared at him and blinked. She moved her head up from the ceiling back down to his face.

"I don't have you in a way that a man is suppose to give himself to a woman. I crave you. Every night I dream about us. The way you touch me, the way you whisper things in my ear makes me want you more. We fit like two missing puzzle pieces. The one thing you won't give me is you."

"I do give myself to you and everything else. I don't understand."

"It's not the business deals or the mind blowing sex. It's you that I want and no one else. I don't want to see you with anyone else just me. I love you Jeff." She cried harder as the tears dripped from her face to the floor.

"I do the things I do, so you will give me the attention. Every time we are together I feel complete. I don't want to be with anyone else. I would quit this and give up everything just for you. To be with you is like the air I need to breath." she paused.

"When I saw you with that other woman in Mexico I was hurt. My world felt like it had turned upside down. Emotions I didn't know I had came flooding through me. I became jealous because I have been with you so long that I felt used by you and then thrown away every time we were together. But every time you came back, you took a small piece of my freedom until now. Jeff you completely own my body, my heart and my soul, you have all of me and you give nothing of yourself."

"That's not true," he said looking up at her.

"It is Jeff. Either I get you like you have me or we are over. I'm tired of watching you with other women parading them around in front of me. You wanted to make me jealous you did."

I could see her face turning red. She was trying to move her wrists and ankles.

"You never told me Amber. Why didn't you just say something? You said nothing could ever become between us. We were just fun. Those were your words not mine. If you would have told me this months or years ago we would not be here."

"Would you have listened? You are rich and powerful and you could have any woman you want. At the snap of your fingers they come running and you enjoy it. I didn't want to be one of those women. I wanted you to see me for who I really was not as your one night stands."

He stared up at her and rubbed his hands through his hair.

"I love you Jeff. You have all of me, but are you willing to give yourself to me?" She locked eyes with him as he did with her.

"Jeff, she's had enough," Langston said.

Amberly looked deflated and emotionally drained. She was independent, beautiful, intelligent, owned a huge architectural firm and here she was laying her heart out to a man she loved. He asked her for the truth and with the deepest sincerity one can have she gave it to him.

Would it take me chained up to confess my love to soneone? My face was wet as my heart wept for Amberly. I watched as Amberly was being lowered. In mere seconds she was standing in front of Jeff as he unbounded her wrists and ankles. He pulled her into him and he whispered in her ear. She cried harder as he lifted her in his arms and kissed her.

Langston walked over to a dresser and pulled out a long sheet and covered Amberly. Jeff sat in the chair and held Amberly rocking her back in forth.

"From now on tell me how you feel. You try to be to strong. Let me be strong for the both of us. I love you too sweetheart." He kissed her on the forehead and moved her hair back. He bent down and kissed her softly on the lips.

I watched them feeling unsure of my feelings. I was actually weak. I actually had a man to profess his love to me and I took it and stomped it away. Then there was Paul. How would I react if I saw him? Why couldn't I just give my heart to Evan completely and move on? Why was Paul still even in the picture? It had been over six months and now I was feening to feel, taste and see Paul.

"Is there something I can help you with," I heard Langston's voice say.

I swallowed and turned slowly.

"That is called the confession cross. We use it from time to time. There is something about the feel of the wood and having your body upon it makes you confess. Some say the wood is enchanted by Chthonia or better known as Hecate, the Greek Goddess of witchcraft. She brought the wood from the underworld. Hecate is associated with crossroads and fire as she resided in the underworld. She is still celebrated today."

I looked at him. Langston was never one to mix his words. He was a teacher and every chance he got that's what he did, teach.

"The wood is touched. It can break one by taking away all inhabitions as it's sacrifice but gives you what you desire the most," he said looking down at me.

"Do you have something to confess, Ms. Cadence Montgomery?"

A shiver ran through my body as I turned around and saw that Jeff and Amberly had disappeared. I looked around and there was nothing but black walls, that cross and Langston.

"Where did they go, Jeff and Amberly," I said looking confused.

"No one was here Cadence."

"Yes they were. I saw them and heard them. I know I'm not going crazy, Langston. They were here. I looked around spinning around.

"Cadence sometimes there is power that is unexplainable. There is power coursing through this room. You say you saw Amberly and Mr. Scott in this very room then I believe you."

"I swear they were here. Amberly was above on that cross, while Jeff sat in that chair," I said pointing at the cross trying to convince myself and Langston.

"Are you sure it wasn't you reflecting yourself upon that cross. Maybe there are things you need to confess in order to keep your yourself from falling into the pit." He walked up to me and caressed my face. Somehow I leaned into it.

"Maybe one day, you will let it all out. Stop hiding from behind what it is that keeps you trap." He looked at the cross and then back at me.

"Whenever you are ready, I will be here." He moved in and kissed my lips. I felt powerless as my eyes closed and the blackness took over.


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Happy Halloween!!!


Do you believe in ghosts? Will Cadence bear her confession on that cross? Will her duties as Mistress finally help her answer the burning questions she desire.

Well some will he revealed in the next chapter.

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