Unbearable Passion - Total Abandonment: Billionaire Erotica Romance (Unbearable Passion series Book 4) (10 page)

“How did they catch him?” I ask, eager to hear how this saga unfolds.

“The next morning after he arrived in Goa, he boarded a boat. We lost track of him for a few days and thought he was gone. We had posted a decoy in the hotel who called us on the third day after Keller left to let us know he had showed up again. Listen. I know his real name is not Brad Keller, but it’s whole lot easier to pronounce.”

“I agree.” Ciara and I both speak at the same time.

“Once we found out Keller was back in Panaji, we were ready. We had all the manpower on location and we also already had the support of the Indian police and intelligence. It’s a classic war technique going back centuries—you take on your enemy at his weakest, when he lays his head down to rest. We were also able to find out why he selected Goa as his hideaway and why he had boarded that boat. Keller has an East Indian wife and four kids living in Pune in a northern state. Sofia, do you remember the comments Cassandra made about Keller’s family photos?”

“Yes, I do. She said they had dark hair and dark skin.”

“Exactly. Cassandra’s information was so important and we knew we had to dig deeper.”

“What a story,” Ciara says. “No wonder you feel like James Bond.”

“I rarely take part in any case the way I have with this one and I’m happy things turned out in our favor. To continue the story, Keller took a boat ride north and he had a car waiting for him for the drive inland to see his family. The Indian authorities have his wife in custody for questioning. I have a feeling they’ll won’t get much out of her.”

“Brad Keller married to an East Indian woman?” I shake my head, unable to grasp this unbelievable story. “I’m with Cassandra on this one. I would have also imagined Keller would have married an Elle Macpherson lookalike.”

“Misty told me that Keller’s wife speaks English perfectly and they met in London. In fact, they still have a home in London. From what Misty shared with me, Keller’s wife was living a luxurious life in Pune. She has inherited the family business as the only child and in her mind, her husband is working for an international software company—this explains why he travels so much.”

“Are you kidding me? She has four kids with a guy she rarely sees, since he’s been living here forever, and she thinks he’s a tech geek working at a software company? That’s un-fucking-believable.” Ciara’s expression is priceless. She looks so disgusted.

“Ciara, it’s a different culture. I asked the same question, but Misty told me that it’s still the norm in India for women to be completely unaware of their husbands’ affairs and personal life.”

“Just like Derek, here’s another woman who will suffer for the actions of her husband and those kids will be scarred for life,” I say.

“Who’s Derek?” Ciara looks confused.

“It’s a long story,” Bryce says. “Derek was a former partner in my company who passed away not long ago. When he did, we realized he had been leading a double life.”

“Got it. So it’s official? This guy is out of business?”

“Yes. It’s official. He’s going to go to jail for a long time once he’s sentenced.”

“What about the money he stole from me?” I ask.

“That’s a good question. He took a lot from my sister. Were you able to get some of it back?”

“I wanted to wait to share this news as well. The authorities did snatch his international accounts and the case is now in the hands of federal agents. Keller stole from a lot of prominent Americans—including high-ranking politicians. Based on the latest updates from my team, it shouldn’t take much longer. I was told it’s quite easy to trace the money. In your case, Sofia, he wired the entirety of the sum in your business account to two different international accounts and we have traces of his fraudulent transfers. The NYPD also found on Keller’s hard drive a series of documents charting all of his transfers and whom he stole the money from. He was an extremely organized and meticulous criminal. He has things broken down to the penny.”

“Wow. Are you serious?”

“I am very serious, Ciara. He had every single one of his embezzlement deals mapped out with account numbers, names, dates, amounts stolen and other details we would never know about had we not been able to get our hands on his computer and external hard drive. The police also found piles of photocopies in folders in a warehouse. Each folder had a name. When the NYPD came across Sofia’s file, they called Misty. Keller had copies of all of your accounts and client lists. He basically had made a copy of your entire business structure. He also had you followed, Sofia. The police found photos of you at the office, at your home and across the city. This is what he most likely used against you when the time was right. You weren’t the first nor were you the last on his list.”

“What an asshole. He’s a lying, cheating bastard who robbed so much from me. He took my money, my dignity and my reputation,” I scream out.

“It’s over now, Sofia.” Ciara reaches out to caress my shoulders as tears roll down my face. She wraps her arms around me and rocks me as I cry silently into her shoulder. Bryce rubs my back and I allow myself to be consoled by them.

“Baby, it’s all behind you now. Your sister is right. This whole nightmare is behind you. I don’t know how long it will take for you to get your money back, but since Keller left such impeccable notes, it’s a matter of verifying things and rewiring back the money to its source. You’ve finally been vindicated.”

“Hallelujah!” Ciara is on her feet jumping up and down. “Sofia, you’re free to rebuild your life. That’s the only thing you need to take from this whole story. We know Keller is a son of a bitch and now he’ll pay for his sins. He’ll most likely be bunked up with a cell mate by the name of Big Daddy.”

“Big Daddy? Is that the best you could come up with?” I can’t help but laugh through my tears at her attempt to cheer me up.

“Well, it worked,” Bryce says. “She made you laugh.”

“I don’t know about both of you, but I’m starving,” Ciara says. “I’ve been craving Lebanese food all day and it’s sitting in Bryce’s refrigerator. A good meal and some good wine will help take your mind off of this.”

“She’s right, baby. Let’s eat.”

“You sit here with my sister and continue to console her, and I’ll find my way through your kitchen to heat up the food.” Ciara dances her way to Bryce’s kitchen.

I stop crying the minute Ciara brings out the feast. The food smells so delicious and she selected so many of my favorite dishes. She comes to me and covers my face with kisses before sitting down in front of her plate.

“I love you, and this is now officially part of your past. Don’t allow Keller to rob you of an amazing future. You shape your own destiny. Don’t let this be the end of you. Allow it to make you soar!”

“That was powerful, Ciara.” Bryce is obviously taken aback by her wisdom.

“There’s more to me than big hair and a pretty smile, Bryce.”

She always knows how to make me laugh no matter how miserable I feel.

The meal from Byblos is perfection and exactly what I need to soothe my soul and help me put this story behind me. The evening with Bryce and my sister is magical. Here I am with two of my favorite people in the world, two strong forces who were willing to put everything on the line to save me. I feel like the luckiest person alive.

“It’s time for me to go home, kids,” Ciara says. “I’ve been here for a long time and I have a full day tomorrow.”

“Kids? You’re the youngest in this room,” I respond with a smile.

“Ciara, thank you for coming and sharing this big night with Sofia and I,” Bryce says. “Thanks for saving my ass by bringing this amazing food.”

“Don’t mention it. Sofia, I’m off,” she says as she leans down to hug me.

“Thanks for being here tonight. It means a lot to me.”

“No problem, sis. So onwards and upwards?” She’s such an optimist and her way of seeing life is so contagious.

“Yes!” I scream at the top of my lungs.

Both Ciara and Bryce cheer and clap at my newfound attitude about this saga.

“Good night to both of you. I hope you’ll at least wait until I’m inside the cab before undressing each other. It’s clear as daylight that you just can’t wait to get rid of me. I’ve been watching you through dessert and Bryce here had other things than orange-blossom water and pistachio pudding on his mind.”

“Ciara! What are you talking about?” I ask.

“Come on, Sofia, don’t scorn your sister. She picks up on things quickly. I’ve been looking at my watch for at least an hour wondering when she’d be ready to leave.”

We all burst out laughing. I never imagined things would be this comfortable between Sofia and Bryce.

I barely have time to close the door behind Ciara before he’s kissing the back of my neck.

“So Ciara was right?” I ask, enjoying every little kiss.

“About me having other things than pudding on my mind? Yup. You’ve been going to bed so early this week. By the time I join you, you’re already sound asleep. I know you were dealing with a lot, but now it’s all over and I get to have my Sofia back.”

I turn around slowly and our gaze locks for a long moment before I’m able to speak. Every time I look into his eyes I feel like I’m lost in a blue ocean.

“Thank you for being so understanding. I feel like I’ve neglected you all week and yes, it’s true I’ve been avoiding you in many ways, but I’ve been too preoccupied to think about sex this week.”

I get on my toes, lift my head and extend my lips to him. He greets me with a warm smile and a sweet kiss.

“Are you feeling better tonight or do you want to go to bed early again?” he asks, as he nuzzles my neck and kisses my ear.

“I do want to go to bed early,” I reply. “With you.”

He looks down at me, leans in and crushes my lips with an urgent kiss. He reaches down to grab my ass, lifts me into his arms and walks me to the bedroom.

“I’ve wanted you since you came back from the spa and I thought I was going to have to beg. It’s been days since I’ve been inside you.”

“No begging tonight. I’m all yours,” I murmur. All the desire I’ve been suppressing these past few days pours out of me as I kiss his chest.

“Good. I miss hearing you moan as I make you come,” he says, as he unzips my dress. Within moments, the silky soft material of my dress is sliding down my body and resting at my feet. His words provoke me and send my pussy into a frenzy. My juices fill my throbbing crotch. I want him so much it’s hard to believe I’ve been able to live without feeling his cock inside me for an entire week.

“Take off your bra and panties, and make me beg for it,” he commands as he sits on his bed.

I turn around and slowly remove my black lace panties. I throw them at him and he catches them with one hand. He brings them to his noise and breathes me in.

“I missed the smell of your sweet pussy, Sofia.”

I turn around and bend over to allow him to see the wetness trapped inside my pussy as I unhook my bra to release my engorged breasts. I spread my legs as wide as I can so he can see my dangling breasts. He cocks his head to the side and our eyes meet.

“God, you’re beautiful.”

He straightens his head and raises both eyebrows as if to say he approves of what he’s seeing. He gestures to me with one finger before unzipping his jeans to release his beautiful cock. He’s definitely hungry for me because I’ve never seen his erection so eager.

“Come here and suck me.”

I get on all fours and crawl all the way to the bed before grabbing his massive penis with both of my hands.

“Jesus Christ,” he groans. I wrap one hand around the base of his cock while I rake the nails of my other hand down the outer part of his thigh.

“Take me into your mouth.” He rolls my nipple between his fingers and I moan with pleasure.

I lower my head towards his erection and lightly kiss the tip before licking off his juices. I shower the side of his penis with quick kisses without ever letting go of his shaft.

“Stop teasing me like this,” he whispers.

I slowly wrap my lips around his hard cock. I love feeling his manhood fill my mouth so perfectly. I bob and take pleasure each time his penis hits the back of my throat. I wrap my hand around his balls as my mouth continues to glide up and down his shaft, pushing him to the brink of orgasm.

“I don’t want to come just yet, baby,” he says. He slips his hands beneath my arms and pulls me up towards him. Our lips meet and he playfully bites me. He brings me even closer to him and caresses my ass as he takes one of my nipples into his warm mouth. He sucks my erect nipple and squeezes the other. My breasts are heavy with desire and his touch sends an earth-shattering tingling all the way down to my throbbing crotch.

“Oh, Bryce. That feels so good.”

He surprises me by slapping my ass before gripping it in his strong hands and squeezing hard. He slaps me again—this time harder than the last. My body flinches as I enjoy the pleasure and pain of the sting. He continues slapping me harder and harder until I scream out.

“Ah, yes!” I dig my fingers into his back to balance myself and sustain the enjoyment of the rough play.

“You like that, don’t you?”

I’m far too turned on to speak.

He gets up, gathers me into his arms and turns around. I’m wrapped around him and my body clings onto him like a koala bear.

“It’s time for me to fuck you,” he whispers.

He propels me onto the bed before joining me. He pulls down his jeans as he forces his tongue into my mouth.

I respond to the eagerness of his kiss. I curve my back when he grabs at my waist to hold me still. He slides into me with force and I can’t help but tilt my head back as I dig my nails into his back.

“Ah,” he groans, gripping the sheets for balance.

I wrap my legs around his neck to allow him to penetrate me deeper and I let out a gasp as he rams into me. 

“Argh, this feels so fucking good,” he cries out, as he pounds me.

He expertly maneuvers one hand and strokes my butt cheeks. The gentleness of his touch is a stark contrast to the way he’s ravaging me with his cock. He enters my backside with one finger and the feeling sends me into ecstasy. I reach down in search of my clit for relief and I stroke it slowly as he locks his eyes on mine, watching my reaction. He’s pounding me so forcefully that the slap of our skin against each other is louder than my screams of pleasure. Feeling him inside me as I rub my clit while still holding his gaze sends me to the brink of bliss. My body convulses and trembles. I’m already getting ready to feel the release of an orgasmic explosion when he suddenly stops.