Chapter 58: Power plays and Family lunches
Selene
I should’ve known something was up when John insisted I wear heels to a “casual morning meeting.”
We arrive at a gleaming high-rise in Midtown, where a sleek assistant whisks us into a boardroom with floor-to-ceiling windows and more glass than privacy. Adrian leans in. “This doesn’t feel casual.”
John just smirks. “That’s because it’s not.”
Before I can demand answers, the double doors open. A panel of sharply dressed investors file in, followed by a woman in red stilettos who introduces herself as a venture capitalist and hands me a folder.
Inside: a proposal.
My name is on the first page.
It’s a co-founded media platform for bold, brilliant women—with me as the face. Think: high-end brand partnerships, a podcast, luxury maternity edits, a book deal, and access to John and Adrian’s business networks. They’ve already registered the domain. The mockups are gorgeous. The numbers… holy hell.
I look between them, heart pounding. “This is real?”
Adrian nods. “You’re already magnetic, Selene. We’re just handing you the empire to match.”
John kisses my hand. “Now say yes before I buy another building just to impress you.”
I try to act cool. I fail spectacularly.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Let’s build it.”
Later that afternoon – The Wickam Estate
We arrive in Westchester at John’s family home: an ivy-wrapped mansion with way too many windows and exactly one aggressively perfect hedge maze for lunch. His father greets us on the stone porch, grinning like he’s hosting a garden party and an interrogation.
“Well, well, if it isn’t the most confusing yet entertaining relationship I’ve ever seen.” He hugs John, then offers me a wink. “So you’re the woman who tamed my son—and shares a bed with two billionaires. Teach me your ways oh great one .”
Adrian chokes on a laugh.
John rolls his eyes. “Dad…”
I’m already laughing. “I’ll write a manual. Step one: don’t be boring.” And John’s father laughs out loud.
Inside, John’s mother surprises me by pulling me into a gentle hug. “You look radiant Selene. Really. I’ve been reading about twins. Did you know they can hear music at 18 weeks?”
I blink. “Wait… you’ve been reading about the pregnancy?”
She shrugs, cheeks flushed. “You’re carrying my grandchildren. I had to get over myself, didn’t I?”
The shift is subtle—but real. Her tone’s warmer. Her eyes softer. She sits beside me at lunch and starts asking about names, nursery colors, even offering to introduce me to an exclusive prenatal massage therapist. Progress in leaps and bounds .
Meanwhile, John’s dad keeps things light—making jokes about the sleeping arrangements, asking who gets the “left side” of the bed, and insisting we name one of the twins after him. I nearly snort my non alcoholic wine through my nose.
It’s oddly perfect. Comfortable. Real.
Until John’s phone rings.
He frowns, glancing at the screen, then answers it and steps out. Adrian and I exchange a look—both sensing the shift.
We continue with lunch and chatting with Johns parents .
A short while later when he returns, his jaw’s tight.
“That was Bianca’s lawyer,” he says, voice cool. “They want to settle. Quietly. Out of court.”
I set my fork down. “Now they want quiet?”
Adrian leans forward. “What’s the offer?”
John pulls out his phone and reads: “She’s willing to drop everything—her claims, the pregnancy lie, the press games—in exchange for a one-time payout and a signed NDA from all parties. They’re desperate to make this disappear.”
“Why is a she asking for money though?” I ask.
John glances at me, then Adrian. “Because her waitress confessed. The one who delivered the drug. Said Bianca bribed her, confirmed the concierge helped her get into Adrian’s suite. There’s security footage. And we have it.”
“She knows we can destroy her, but yet she is still making demands ?.”
Adrian’s eyes darken. “So she’s trying to cash out before that happens.”
John nods. “Question is… do we let her?”
I look between them. Undecided and which route to take. It's tempting to pay her and get rid of her , but at the same time , why should we when she's the one is the wrong .
Johns parent listen quietly and don't say much of which I'm glad for .
We decide we will make a decision together later.
After lunch , we spend a bit more time with Johns parents , then head back home . Once we get back we each spend some time catching up on some work and have dinner together before heading to Johns bedroom.
I slip into the bathroom after instructing both men to wait for me naked on their knees .
I put on a leather strap-on with a large dildo and head out with some lube in hand.
Both men look up expectantly and I notice the desire darkening their eyes when they see me in nothing but high heels and the strap-on .
I strut towards them slowly, while palming the dildo and telling them in detail how I'm going to fuck them . Once I get to them I grab Adrian's face and instruct him to open his mouth and I slip the dildo into his mouth and start thrusting slowly as I instruct him to deepthroat it . I pull back and make John do the same.
I smile as I watch their cocks twitch and grow hard and thick for me .
I instruct them to get onto their hands and knees on the edge of the bed. And begin to alternate fucking each of them in their asses.
Hearing their gasps as I pound them hard has me dripping down my thighs . They beg me to let them cum and I deny them while I drive into each relentlessly. Once I'm done I instruct them to kneel back down in the floor and watch as I remove the strap on and grab a clot vibrator and spread my thighs. "Your not allowed to cum today I want you to watch me pleasure myself .", I tell them seductively.
I stick a vibrating dildo into my pussy and turn it to the highest setting, while I rub my clit with the clit virbrator . My two alaves watching as I bring myself to orgasm and their cocks twitch with want . We take a shower together and fall asleep wrapped in each others arms .