S2: Success
[2 years later...]
Manchester City, USA
January 2025
Me and my lover have arrived here. At the grave of his passion. He's given up on the career, too much towards his dislike. He cries to my shoulder in remembrance. But he is now a CEO.
Skiez Enterprise was now handled by the 21 year old Aaron Skiez.
We still have no clue about John, his uncle who looted the poor dying man along with his children. They have gone into hiding. They have turned rogue against their own family.
Aaron said, that never in a few hundred years did the Skiez experience any such betrayal from their families. Greed was a natural human emotion, but John Skiez took it too far.
I see a small drop of tear leave his eyes. He looks at his old building in the city. It was his established studio.
"Let's go back home." I want to kiss him in our limited space. We were seated across each other in the new BMW he just purchased. I knew he made up a reason to come back to this city. He might even go meet his old crew, his cameraman and his script writers.
I pat his back, slowly peddling on the acceleration.
After a while on the red signal, he smiles.
"It was a beautiful phase of my life. That made me acquaint with you. It's a shame I had to lose it." Saying he, rests upon the seat behind him. He sighs heavily, my hand pats his thigh for assurance.
"Don't be cruel on yourself. I hate to see you like this. It's alright if we cannot pursue what our heart desires. But remember," I say to him, he looks at me tiredly, "An Enterprise full of people are dependant on your employability. Work for them, if you cannot work for yourself."
"You're asking me to kill myself daily, Ravine. You're so lucky to still be able to work in your dream job. I'm not heavily lucky as yourself." His words make me smile.
"I love my job too much. I..." I then remember a lot of people opposed me in the past too. My parents are deeming to make me a side princess than an actual heiress.
It's all mess for being in an industry that is like a taboo to the society.
"It's fine. We're sailing on the same boats as royals and riches." He says. Today was the day when Sir Timothy Skiez passed away.
Two years went by like a blip in the past.
The signal was green again. We were heading back towards his mansion in New York to add yet another car to his collection.
The mansion was lonely. Only him and I living in it with no butler.
Aaron turned out to be an artist person, more than I initially thought he was. He's painted his hall ceiling with notable biblical aspects. He teaches me stories of everything. It seemed as though he was siding towards literature more than porn videography.
I do not know the actual background he has within his organisation, as the CEO, but I wasn't a fool to notice everyday for the past two years that he came home looking like a rag.
How much does he overwork himself?
We ever have sex when together. He begs me to let him sleep on my lap.
What was damaging my man so bad?
No wonder.
"I'll take this call quickly." I already know who is on that call. It was a lady investigator assigned towards finding Mr Betrayer John Skiez and his hot-blooded children.
"What!?" He screams into the phone. Concern washes over me. I run towards him, holding him by his shoulder.
There was a giant grin plastered against his face as he kisses my forehead. Wasn't it the investigator who called him?
He cuts the call after his secretary passes him the big news.
"Ravine! Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" My smile spreads looking at him too. We hold each other in our arms as I enquire.
"What happened? Tell me! I'm dying to know!" He laughs like SpongeBob. Oh how I've missed my little man.
"The stocks of our company are increasing! There's like a ton of investors waiting to collab with our company! Oh my God, I wanna scream!" He says as I begin squealing, hugging him as we jump around blasting our ears off.
"Your two years of hardwork paid pays off now! I love you, my man! This is a celebration!"
"Indeed! My secretary and cabinet members were all supportive. There was no way in hell I could manage without them. They ought to celebrate with us." He says.
"Let's search a venue and throw a party to our investors! It's a good opportunity to mingle too!" I say, he pinches my cheek while saying, "Ah~ You cheeky businesswoman! I must learn all kinds of tactics from you! It's gonna deem so useful~" He sings.
"But..." I close my eyes. We were in our pajamas, he was wearing his silk ones while I wore furry cloth material which made my skin feel like a baby, "before that."
I lead his hand towards my huge chest. I release a sigh of relief.
"Give me you. It's been two months since I've had some action from your junior." As he palmed my chest, I began touching his long dick.
He's grown quite thick over the years. He was around 10 and a half inches, perfectly thick to make sure none of our juices ever left my hole... unless he pulled out.
"Of course, my darling. Let's use those knee pads you've purchased for us." He says while winking. I giggle, letting my lips meet his.
The blissful night was a beginning.
I even burn a candle to commemorate our lovemaking after so long.
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A/n: WELCOME TO SEASON 2!
You all know the next chapter is gonna be a smut.
