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  “Emergency cash…” she said as she knelt and stuffed it in the garter. “In case you want to do a runner!” she said with a cheeky grin.

  Mrs Fawkner gave Tessa a disgusted look. Tessa shrugged. “She’ll need it for the taxi…” Rhonda laughed uproariously at her maid of honour and hugged her tight.

  “Thanks babe.” She smiled, “Don’t make me laugh like that again or I’ll pee myself.”

  “Ew… not in that ten thousand dollar dress you won’t.” Tessa said grimacing at the thought.

  “We’ve got about twenty minutes before the wedding starts,” Tessa said. “Drink?” She smiled, holding up the bottle of champagne. Rhonda shook her head. “No… No, I think though I might like a few moments alone though. Just need to clear my head and get the jitters out.”

  “Don’t do a runner yet, not until you’re halfway down the aisle… remember Runaway Bride?” Tessa grinned. Mrs Fawkner huffed and grabbed Tessa by the elbow.

  “Come along, Tessa, let’s give Rhonda her time, and I’ll be having a chat with you about your conduct.” Rhonda watched the two women leave, she was secretly glad that her mother in law was only staying for the ceremony. The woman was stuffy and snobbish. Rhonda had trouble being polite to her and not telling her where to go.

  She sat down on a chair in the dressing room and pulled her purse out from under the small table. She rifled through the large bag looking for one of the wrapped sweets that she always ha on hand. The sugar would calm her stomach. She grabbed an unfamiliar envelope. Pulling it out she looked over it. ‘Rhonda’ was written in Derek’s handwriting. She scowled as she opened it.

  “Rhonda,

  I know you don’t want to hear this, but it is important. Alexander is not the man you think he is. He has lied and manipulated you from the very start. I have been looking into his files for a week now and what I have seen is disturbing. He is using your charity work for his own gain. Each of the charities that you organise and donate to are fronts for his personal bank accounts that are held overseas, he also dodges the tax system this way.

  He is also using the prisoner work release program to dodge his taxes, using prisoners signed for the work release programme for cheap labour. He keeps the money he is supposed to pay them, telling them that they’ll receive the money upon their release. They never get it.

  But there’s more. He bangs anything in his office that has tits and legs. I told you before that I caught him with at least two of his office girls. I went through the security footage from the office cameras, there are still shots in the envelope if you haven’t already seen them”

  Rhonda put the letter down and tipped the pictures out onto the table.

  She picked them up and looked at each and every one. Women bent backwards over the desks, forwards over chairs, lounges anything that they could be bent over they were. There were women on their knees. Twenty office sluts, each with her ‘beloved’ fiancé balls deep inside their pussies, ass or with their lips wrapped firmly around his cock. Rhonda’s hands began to shake harder, the pictures blurring in her vision with her anger. She looked at the letter again, there was more...

  “The biggest thing though, is his illegitimate child. He has a son named Lex, he wants nothing to do with the kid or his mother. He even had a hit put out on her and the kid when she wanted him to support their child financially. She wanted nothing else from him but for him to acknowledge the boy and provide for him like a good father should.

  I went through the company insurance files, and I saw that he has taken out a life insurance policy on your life for 10 million dollars. Your life is not worth that… To me it is priceless.

  I love you, Rhonda, and I will respect whatever choice you make, just don’t marry this asshole.

  Yours forever,

  -Derek.”

  Rhonda shakily got to her feet after she put the page and the pictures back in the envelope. She tucked it in her garter beside the fifty that Tessa had given her. She might have need of it shortly. She left the room and got in the car, Tessa jumping in beside her.

  “Going to be a memorable day today, Tessa.” Rhonda said cryptically.

  ###

  Derek looked to the boys, all wore their cuts. A plainclothes Detective spoke quietly with Chip and Johnny, nodding his agreement. The men shook hands and the Detective left. Derek was anxious and Tank put a steadying hand on his shoulder.

  “It’s time.” Chip said, coming up to Derek. “Let’s go crash a wedding.”

  Derek nodded and almost ran to his bike, leaping onto the seat he slammed his helmet on and started his Harley up. His baby, second only to Rhonda, roared to life beneath him. It was time to get his first love back from a fate worse than hell.

  ###

  Rhonda stood at the end of the white material that was spread out over the green grass, all the guests standing and waiting for her to make the first steps as the music began to swell. Tessa stood behind her holing the removable train of her dress. Her plan was simple. When the time came to say ‘I Do.” Her reply would be a resounding “I Don’t.” then she would happily present him with the evidence of his indiscretions. Ok, she had cheated on hi with Derek… once. She had seen the picture evidence of his indiscretions with half of the top floor office girls and three of her own HR girls. She wondered how the hell she could ever bear to look at the whores when she got back to work… if she had a job to go back to when she was done.

  Alexander stood there, waiting for her as the music started. She walked serenely down the aisle when all she wanted to do was scream like a possessed banshee and belt the living shit out of him with her bouquet of white roses, though that would be quite ineffective as the florists had removed the thorns from the stems.

  She approached her soon to be ex-fiancée and smiled at him. He took her hands and kissed her knuckles. She wanted to be sick.

  “You look stunning.” Alexander said, his eyes seemed colder, strange to her. Rhonda smiled her best winning smile.

  “Thankyou.” She said softly, squeezing his hands with hers.

  The Celebrant began the ceremony.

  “We are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in marriage, if there is anyone here today who can say within reason why these two should not be joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace.

  Rhonda looked at Alexander and smiled.

  Just as the celebrant was about to continue on, the roar of a motorbike broke through the quiet of the park, it was soon joined by a cacophony of other motorbikes. Harleys, about thirty of them rolled onto the grass.

  Alexander scowled and pulled his hands free from hers. “What the hell is going on here?!” He shouted above the din of revving bikes. “Can’t you see this is a private function?” he said.

  A man in a casual outfit walked up the white aisle. He raised his hand and made a cutting gesture with it. The noise of the engines abruptly stopped.

  “Mr Alexander Fawkner?” the casually dressed man asked.

  “Yes, what the hell is going on here? I’m getting married here!”

  “I know, but I think you might want to postpone your nuptials for oh say twenty-five years, maybe longer.”

  “What?” Alexander said as he looked at the man as if he had gone insane.

  “Alexander Fawkner, you are under arrest for tax fraud, embezzlement, obtaining funds through deceit, oh and attempted murder, two counts thereof.”

  Alexander huffed. “This is an outrage! I’ve never done anything like that!” The detective waved his hand and two uniformed officers came up and cuffed him.

  “Oh really?” Rhonda said, as she leaned down, pulled her dress skirt up and reached for her garter. She pulled the envelope out from the garter and handed it to the detective.

  “A friend of mine gave me this, I only read it about twenty minutes ago. I was about to dump this loser’s sorry ass when we came to the ‘I Do’s’” Rhonda looked at Alexander who was now cuffed.

  “Guess what I was going t
o say?” she said, leaning in towards his face. “I Don’t.” she said, picking up the skirts of her dress and stalking off through the aisle as the stunned guests watched. Tessa ran after her friend as she stormed off through the park. One of the bikers got off his Harley and followed her. Tessa stopped by one of the bikes, its owner watching her.

  “Hey gorgeous, Wanna ride the Pony?” he said with a wink.

  “Shut up Pony-Boy.” Another, gruffer biker said.

  Tessa turned and looked at ‘Pony-Boy’ “Nah, not unless you’re hung like a horse, but with a name like ‘Pony-Boy’ I highly doubt it.” she said with a smirk. Laughter and jeers sounded around them.

  “Only one way to find out, sweet cheeks.” Pony Boy said, patting the back of his seat.

  “Your friend will be fine, Derek will take care of her.” The biker winked. Tessa grinned, hiked up her dress and climbed on the back of the young guy’s bike. He revved the engine and rode out of the park.

  ###

  Rhonda sat on a stone bench, overlooking the pond while white swans swam lazily on the still water. Her makeup had run from the tears that had spilled. She had no idea what she was going to do now. Someone sat down beside her and put an arm round her. The familiar scent of Derek surrounded her. She leaned against him and cried.

  “I’m so sorry, I should have waited for you like I promised.” She said, her tears streaming down her face to drop onto his jeans.

  “Shh, Baby, it’s okay. Everything is fine.” He said, rubbing her back as he kissed her softly on the temple.

  “Can we start again?” she said so softly, that he wasn’t sur he heard her.

  “Whenever you’re ready, baby. I’ll be waiting for you.” Derek said.

  Rhonda looked up into his eyes, seeing that they were glistening with tears.

  “How about now?” she said, as she leaned up to kiss him.

  “Now is perfect.” Derek said, claiming her lips with his in a passionate kiss.

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  “Are you sure you know what you’re saying? I don’t remember having any wine,” he joked and they both started to laugh. “I want you, all of you all to myself” he said as he started kissing him passionately, then he broke away to hold Charlie’s face in his hands and uttered while looking into his eyes “But I will wait if you are not ready,”

  Charlie’s heart felt like it would burst out of his chest and he looked right back at him

  “I am ready,” he said and they started to kiss once again and even more passionately this time. They ripped each others clothes off, and Andrew caressed his whole body with his strong fingers till he brought them down between his thighs and started to rub. He brought his hands down his pants as well and the minute he touched his cock, he knew he would be screaming loud that night. He was deceivingly big, and as he started taking off all their clothes, before they knew it, his big thick cock was moving in and out of him as his body shuddered with surges of pleasure running through his limbs. He was on the verge of an orgasm before Andrew flipped him over and entered him from behind unprotected, he let out a gasp as he filled him up and his legs felt weak with pleasure. Every time he would slide it in, his legs would shake a bit and he kept at for almost an hour before Charlie felt like he was about to climax in his ass. Andrew stopped and pulled himself out of him just then, to delay his climax and held him by the legs to drag him down the carpet, towards his face. He started kissing his thighs and looked at him from time to time, but Charlie’s eyes never moved from his face, and his lips.

  He kissed his inner thighs and slowly moved up as his tongue tickled his skin. He felt himself hardening up and just then, his lips touched him right between his legs on the head of his cock. He started to suck and lick it so passionately that even looking at him going at it drove him further towards the first of many orgasms to come.. . . Download this story and continue reading now . . . FREE for Kindle Unlimited Users and Prime Members

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  CHAPTER 1

  It’s a questionable thing; waging war on your own kind. It would be understandable if we had an enemy from a different species to fight against, but we have ourselves. Humans killing humans; how peculiar, one could easily say. But it isn’t, it is absolutely anything but peculiar.

  The greatest dilemma of the human race, I have come to believe, is the fact that we can’t see who our enemies are. We have bad judgment, and the current state of affairs, be it anywhere in the world, draws a vivid picture of our inefficiency. I wish my story had started from something more appealing and easily digestible, but it didn’t. It started from the darkest phase of my life, and it didn’t start early. My reawakening waited to strike till I was in my prime; when my rigid morals ensured I took a deeper fall into the abyss of war.

  We were only graduates when the recruitment had started, and Matthew and I were looking for opportunities for work. Now we are here; The U.S. Air Force Facility known by name of Pasni. It was located near a port city which was under construction; Gwadar, and located in the Islamic Republic of Pakistan. Miles and miles of dirt and the rumbling of a huge port city being constructed in the far distance, heard from across the strikingly clear waters of the Arabian Sea.

  Matthew was more overwhelmed at the fragility of everything than I was, but only because I was amused. I would have never been able to imagine what we bargained for and most of our time there wasn’t spent on the battlefield; it was rather much more complicated than that.

  Pasni was one out of the three US Air Force Facilities that were still functioning, and the other two acted on the commands of the Pasni Headquarters. The Iranian territory’s premises were secured already when we had been deployed into the neighboring country, and it was more of a managerial job we did that flying our planes and being on our missions. Our daily tasks involved sensitive paperwork, and I had been promoted to senior pilot after a small rescue mission; I was navigating my plane across the coast of the Gwadar port when in the distance I had spotted smoke rising up from a very small island very close to the air base. When I went close enough to check I saw a call for help and managed to bring two stranded troopers who had swam to safety back to the facility.

  Matthew, on the other hand, was still serving as my co-pilot. He was a complacent man, as far as I can say to the best of my knowledge and his complacency kept him safe. But it isn’t Matthew, or me becoming a Senior Pilot, or even my whole life in the facility that flashed past my eyes when I took my last breath; it was Charlie.

  I met Charlie when I was visiting my Uncle in Vancouver one day, when I was sightseeing the Sunset beach. I read in his diary years later how he had recorded our first meeting and knew he was the one. Our fate had bee
n intertwined in a very unique way and it’s best that this story be told right from the beginning.

  12th April, 1991

  As he sat sipping her coffee in Delany’s Coffee House at 1105 Denman St., he noticed the familiar faces of the waitresses and tried to bring his attention back from the noise around him to the book in his hand. It was rush hour and the chattering was making it difficult for him to read, so he shut the book and put on his headphones on.

  As the music started to calm his nerves and block out the voices of the people all around, he started to feel more at peace. This had been his regular morning coffee place since the past two months now, and he liked the quaint cafe when it wasn’t crowded.

  The glass walls gave him a nice view of the street as his mind focused on the soft beats, and he watched as people walked past the coffee shop, going about their daily routines. He had plans for dinner later that night, but was already dreading the blind date her new friend, who was also her neighbor, had set her up with. Her friend Cindy had been very excited about this double date venture and it had been hard for Charlie to say no. So he accepted the first blind date he would ever go to, without considering whether his Saturday would be better spent doing something else.

  Now, as he stole a glance of unfinished book that was lying on top of the table next to his empty coffee cup, he knew he didn’t have any way to get out of it. Cindy would be waiting for him when he returned home, and the double-date idea was even more overwhelming.

  Although Charlie had always been fairly lucky, he was very prone to becoming paranoid about the most miniscule of things.

  What if he doesn’t like me? Would he sit through the date? Or will I have to stare at Cindy while she flirts with her date and I flirt with my French fries? What if I get stood up in the first place? I hope the guys call in to cancel…