CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
Ives waited at the side of the bed still contemplating if what he experienced was a dream or a disturbing reality he now had to live with.
"Is that really what the cabal does?" He asked himself not expecting any real answer.
Understanding that this isn't something he can find out by sitting around he stood up to welcome the day.
He admired the refreshing atmosphere within the room he was in, a room the size of a hall, with magnificent curtains, a bed big enough to fit twenty people and comfortable enough to heal the injuries of the soul, the warm glow of morning light bathed the room through the enormous glass windows several times his height.
Standing here made him feel insignificant and in a way he admired it, the unqiue style this room was built around deeply appealed to him in a way his modern apartment didn't.
While he was studying the piece, the door behind him opened.
"Ives Dear. Good morning." Selene said cheerfully. The ambiance of the night before still lingered between both of them.
Selene moved towards him, swaying her massive hips in the most alluring way possible, her wet lips presses against his and immediately the scent of sweet lemon and strawberry hits him. Their lips grinded against eachother till Selene was satisfied and pulled away.
"I hope you slept well, Dear."
Ives couldn't help succumbing to her charms, after just one night together she acted like they were a married couple and from the way she looked at him and acted, his intuition told him that she wasn't acting with malice and falsity.
"Yes. Thank you for your hospitality." Ives answered with professional warmth.
Sensing that Ives was still reserved with her, Selene didn't force him to open up. She enjoyed seeing her young lover so pensive, it added a bit of Mystery and strength to his image.
"Okay. Then let's get you ready for the day." Selene said happily.
She provided a new toothbrush, fresh towels and his laundry fresh clothes. When Ives stepped into the shower, she followed.
Ives was no longer a stranger to seeing Selene naked welcomed her presence. Selene took a piece of soap, rubbed it over his back and gently helped him have his bath.
"Thank you." Ives appreciated her.
"Its okay, I enjoy doing this for my little saviour." Selene soothed him.
After she was done, Ives grabbed her hand and drew her close, his hands traced her curvaceous frame. Over her waists, over her bouncy soft ass to her face while her breasts and erect nipples rubbed against his chest.
Selene moaned and fell into him.
"Is it okay if I help you bathe?" Ives asked, wanting to repay the favour.
Selene pussed her lips and replied.
"Umm… Sure. Make sure you get everywhere."
Her intact was clear and Ives knew how to play along. He retrieved the soap from her hand and rubbed some on her back, he spread and massaged the soap across her body. Spreading it to her stomach, down her waist, in between her legs and into the recess of her fat butt.
Selene led him along with gentle nudges using subtle groans as affirmations of his success in pleasing her.
When they were done, they let the running water wash over them till their bodies were completely clean.
"Thank you, Dear." Selene whispered to Ives who held her from behind, Ives rolled his eyes at romance addiction even in the shower he still had to fulfill her fantasies.
"Its okay. Let's get out." Ives suggested.
"Okay, My Love." Selene said and stepped out before him leaving him there wondering if she was even knew what she had called him a little while ago, Ives was becoming increasingly terrified at her boldness.
Ives dried his body, wore his clothes and stepped out only to meet a more appalling scene. Selene wandered her room completely naked and unbothered. Their windows were large enough for her to be seen easily and yet she was so comfortable.
"Selene, You're exposed." Ives said and approached her with a towel.
Selene slapped the towel and looked at him with a defiant gaze, Ives didn't know what to do.
"Sit!" She pointed at the bed, Ives didn't understand the transition that occurred to turn her into a domineering force.
Ives obediently sat down and watched Selene unzip his pants before retrieving his cock, she slipped it into her mouth and gobbled it down.
Her wet lips ravaged the poor thing, sliding from its base to to the tip and back down. But another powerful presence was operating inside her mouth, her tongue moved like a serpent, wrapping itself around its tips and brushing against the most sensitive area.
"What is wrong with her?" Ives asked himself as he fought the waves of pleasure, her blowjob attacked him with.
While they engaged in their debauchery the door opened as someone confidently let themselves in without any courtesy before freezing in shock at what they saw.
Selene moved her mouth away from Ives cock and faced the visitor.
"Rhea, Dear. Can you give me a minute? Mommy is busy."
Rhea Arman, a gorgeous twenty year old prodigy, blessed by the invisible sculptor that is nature with all the incredible features her mother boasts of and the strong dignified presence her father exuded, stood transfixed in place as she watched her darling mother pleasure her lover completely in nude before her without a single iota of shame. She wondered where the homely and caring woman she left years ago had gone.
"Mom?" She called out, still in shock. Selene held up her finger signalling for her to wait. Ives closed his eyes as he released his sperm into Selene's mouth, coating her mouth with a thick layer of white. Selene licked the cum with fervour as she slid her finger in and out of her pussy which was dripping wet, she did so until she too had her release.
Rhea felt as if she had been violated by what she saw, she watched Selene stand up and walk towards like nothing happened before covering her face with a towel.
"You have a bad habit of coming into my room without knocking, this is what happens when you don't respect Mommy's privacy." Selene whispered to Rhea as she pulled her in and shut the door behind them in case the servants thought she was decent enough to see.
Selene cleaned herself up and wore back her morning clothes - a short skirt, white shirt and black low heels.
She removed the towel from Rhea's face after she was done dressing up.
Ives watched their interaction, unable to find any way to insert himself without looking awkward so he opted to leave.
He texted March, Kaleb and Eva.
"Get the car ready."
Then he texted to Zeke,
"I want a meeting with Beelzebub. Make it happen."
"Yes sir." Zeke responded within seconds. "You also have another appointment, later today we will meet with a startup seeking investors for a project that has considerable potential then we will attend a shareholder meeting with BlackRock. I acquired some shares for you a while ago and it will do you well to familiarize yourself with the board, then you will attend the midnight gala. A gathering of the order's elite, it will not take place within the city so travel plans will be made. Are you comfortable with your schedule?" Zeke added.
"Sure. No worries." Ives texted back.
"Alright and Miss Carpenter wishes to have Lunch with you if you are free. It appears the growing distance between you both isn't to her liking."
"No problem, tell her I will be there." Ives replied.
"I need to get going." Ives stood up and walked out not giving them any more time to rope him into more shenanigans.
The car waited at the foot of the steps for him, Eva held the door open.
"Good morning, Mister Rothschild." Eva greeted.
"Thank you." Ives said about to step into the car when he heard a voice call out to him desperately.
"Wait. Ives."
It felt weird to hear Rhea address him so casually but he waited nonetheless, he watched her. A young woman who a year ago, he couldn't dream of ever catching her gaze, rush to meet him like her life depended on it. Ives felt satisfied at how far he had come.
"Here." Rhea said and handed him the dove necklace. Ives saw it and exhaled deeply.
"Thank you."
"It fell off when you rushed past." Rhea explained.
"Fine, it's all good." Ives prepared to leave their estate behind but Rhea found the courage to say something that shocked him.
"Were you the one who brought back my mother after she died?"
Ives turned back to stare at her, he wondered to himself what she was talking about.
Rhea elaborated, "I remember it, that man Marcus kidnapped her, held her hostage for months doing horrible things to her for his own amusement. Then suddenly when Mother was about to escape he got angry and threw her from a building. I ran up to her but Marcus was faster and I watched her die while he prepared to do those same things to me. Then I don't know what happened after, everything just faded to black. I woke up months before anything like that happened when I saw the news that my father was killed by that man, my memories started coming back. It felt like I was reliving something I had already been through and when I entered the room last night and saw Mother. It all came rushing back and Mom said she also remembered that world. I asked her what happened and she said you saved her."
Ives listened in shock, Rhea stepped forward and bowed.
"Thank you, Mister Rothschild."
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In the penthouse, Zeke dropped his phone and sighed in relief. Isolde stepped into the guestroom, Zeke perked up and said.
"I have told him, you don't have to worry."
Isolde looked at him in silence, her arms folded across her chest as she stared with a relaxed dull expression in the same way Ives did.
"Don't worry I don't expect a thank you, I just wanted to cheer you up for being so loyal."
Zeke stood to leave but Isolde held his hand. Zeke watched with a smile as Isolde slowly went on all fours, she exposed her neck to show a collar wrapped around it.
"Woof!" She made a barking noise.
Zeke's face widened into a smile as he commented.
"What an interesting way to show your appreciation."
His eyes darkened and he began his roleplay with Isolde.
"Dogs don't need clothes."