White Diamonds

by Lyn, K.

  “Krissy, I have wanted you for so long, too long.”

  Her eyes opened slightly and she wanted to ask how long it had been, but the doctor kissed her, erasing any questions from her mind, as he stripped off his shirt and tossed it aside. He kissed his way down Krissy’s body, taking each young breast into his mouth and feeding his young wife’s hunger. Krissy was sensual, passionate, and she wrapped her arms around the man she did not remember. Eager to make her want him, the doctor smoothed his hands along her body as he kissed his way downward. Krissy smelled like freshly picked wildflowers and she opened herself willingly to him. The manly lips and curious tongue brought Krissy to an early and unexpected climax, and the conniving doctor knew that she would follow his every command. She pulled him upward, urging him to enter her.

  “Krissy,” he whispered, and he eased into her, watching as she closed her eyes and raised her hips in acceptance. He didn’t expect the passion of this woman. It was overwhelming but he kept his cool.

  The masculine chest against Krissy’s nipples as he pulled her to him brought the young woman to climax again. The two of them moved together with harder and more forceful thrusts. Krissy wanted more and she forced her assumed husband onto his back, taking him deep inside of her and moving for her own pleasure. Watching her was driving the doctor mad. He came hard as he held her down on top of him. Pulling her down, he kissed her more passionately than he had planned, longer than he had planned, and feeling more love for his stolen bride than he had planned.

  Krissy gasped for air and laid her head upon his chest. “Oh, honey,” she moaned. Then she looked at him with panic on her face.

  “What is it?”

  “I…we didn’t…I could get pregnant.”

  “Sweetie, that’s what we have been planning for a while now. We’ve been trying for months.”

  Krissy smiled slightly. Why couldn’t she remember? They lay together side by side, he stroking her silky long hair and she looking for answers in his eyes.

  “I love you, Krissy,” he forced out.

  “Mmm, I love you, too…” Her eyes filled with tears, and like a knight in shining armor, the doctor was quick to save her from embarrassment.

  “It’s Leon, sweetheart. When I came to the United States I changed my name slightly… the patients seem to be more comfortable with a more relatable name. You remember, honey, you helped me choose the one that suited me best.”

  Krissy smiled at the sweet stranger in her bed. She didn’t remember helping him with a name but she blamed her memory loss on the accident. In time she would remember. She and Leon were going on a vacation soon to a place that would surely spark memories of her past. It would be like a second honeymoon. He had promised her.

  Leon gently touched her face, thinking how easy this had been. It had been a little too easy and a part of him felt guilty, but he quickly shook it off.

  “Are you ready for our vacation?”

  “Our second honeymoon?”

  “That’s right, honey. You remembered.” He left her side for only a few minutes, returning with a syringe in his hand. “It’s time for your medication.”

  The cold feeling followed quickly by the usual drowsiness left Krissy with no time to protest. While she slept, Leon packed their bags. They would need as much as he could pack for their very extended vacation. He tucked the passports as well as the one-way airplane tickets into his briefcase which had been specially designed with medical insignias so as not to raise suspicions, turned the numbers on the dial until it locked, and set it at the back door.

  Krissy was in a deep sleep when Leon shook her gently. “Time to go, sweetness. Our plane leaves soon.”

  Drowsily, she awoke to a blurry vision of her husband. “Where are we going?”

  “Our vacation, honey. Here, I’ll help you.” He dressed her in casual beige pants and a plain dark blue shirt, nothing that would draw suspicions of his ill intent. He steadied her as they made their way to the car.

  “But I haven’t packed.”

  “I did all of that for you, honey. There is nothing for you to worry about.”

  Krissy smiled at her husband as he buckled her into the front seat. The rhythm of the car as it sped along the interstate easily kept Krissy in her sleep-induced state and she didn’t wake up until Leon checked the car at the airport lot.

  “We’re here. Ready for the flight?”

  Krissy’s eyes fluttered and opened slightly as she tried to focus. “Where are we? Is this our vacation?”

  Leon kissed her on the cheek and unbuckled her seatbelt. “No, dear. We are at the airport.”

  Krissy smiled and Leon put his arm around her and leaned her head against his shoulder. To fellow fliers the pretty young woman appeared to be in love and snuggling close to her husband or boyfriend. Met with smiles, Leon knew his plan was working.

  “Rough night, honey?” The lady at the counter eyed Krissy curiously, and Leon quickly spoke up.

  “I’m afraid she’s a little tired. It’s our honeymoon.”

  The casualness with which he lied equaled the eagerness with which his lie was believed by the woman, and with two carry-on bags he led his wife to the terminal. He stood at the window facing away from those who would join Krissy and him on their long flight overseas. Krissy watched as one plane after another took to the air and she sleepily asked, “Where are we going? You never said.”

  “It’s a surprise. Remember, you asked that I not tell you until we felt the plane wheels hit the tarmac.”

  She smiled sleepily and rubbed her eyes. “Oh, that’s right.”

  The double dose of medication had proven to be the perfect amount to keep Krissy on her feet yet unable to connect the dots of the mysterious trip. Then the doctor panicked. Would Krissy be lucid enough to understand their destination when boarding was announced? The flight was nonstop so a connecting flight would be unbelievable, especially given the flight’s destination. Slowly he walked with Krissy to the far side of the room, looking back occasionally so that he would know when the passengers were boarding. Hopefully from this far away Krissy would not be able to hear the call of the flight distinctly. To the doctor’s good fortune, when the flight was called it sounded mumbled even to Leon who knew very well where they were going.

  “That’s us, sweetie.”

  Krissy’s eyes looked vacant as they made their way to their seats. Seated in first class away from the aisle, Krissy was buckled in by the loving hands of her husband. He casually tucked a pillow behind her and leaned her limp body against the seat.

  “Rest, my dear. It’s going to be a long flight.” He kissed her gently and looked around nervously, hoping not to encounter anyone who may know him. As the passengers filed in, he did not recognize anyone and he breathed a sigh of relief. The plane made its way much too slowly in Leon’s opinion to where it would await its turn to take to the air. Time seemed to stand still as they waited longer than usual for their turn and Leon nervously tapped his fingers on the arm rest.

  As the plane began to tilt and the front wheels left the runway, Leon relaxed. Once they were completely airborne and the clouds were below them, he looked over at Krissy who was sleeping soundly. He loosened her seatbelt and leaned her seat back so she would be more comfortable, but most of all so she would remain asleep. If it were not such a long flight he would have felt better, but he had a ready vial of medication in case his dear wife became too coherent. When he looked out the window over the open water, he finally felt that he could relax a little.

  Krissy’s accident had been nothing short of a miracle as well as a ticket back to the homeland of the doctor’s father to present the officials with the greatest invention known to mankind. Secretively laboring night after night in the hospital using the minutest traces of various elements to create the compound for which his father’s country would be forever thankful had finally paid off. The concoction had worked well in rats, and Krissy had proven its success in humans. Who needed years of double blind studi
es, setbacks, and possible rejection by the American Food and Drug Administration when his father’s country would perfect the miracle drug one subject at a time long after he had left its shores? But if Krissy’s memory returned and she remembered everything including the fact that she was not married to him, Leon knew that he would be executed at the hands of the government officials. Not even the slighted amount of failure would be tolerated, and trickery was construed as mockery.

  When the pilot announced that they were about an hour from their destination, Krissy began to stir. “Did I fall asleep?”

  Leon smiled as he took her hand. “Yes, honey, you slept the entire time.”

  She stretched and yawned. “We’re almost there?”

  “It won’t be long now.” He would wait this time to see if the slightest bit of Krissy’s memory returned before administering another dose of the medication.

  When Krissy began to struggle with her seatbelt, Leon held her hands. “Honey, we have to wait until the plane lands, remember?”

  The young woman laughed nearly hysterically. “Oh, I forgot we were on a plane. Isn’t that funny?”

  “It’s okay, sweetie, settle down.”

  Being questioned by the authorities at the airport was the last thing Leon needed. Once outside the city and safely in the country estate that his father owned, he could handle anything. The house was fully soundproof and equipped with multiple alarm systems, as his father was a very secretive and somewhat paranoid man.

  The announcement was louder than Leon would have liked. “Welcome to Shanghai!”

  Krissy turned to her husband and kissed him on the cheek. “You brought me to Shanghai? It was always a dream of mine to visit the Orient. Oh, honey, thank you so much!”

  Krissy’s gushing almost made Leon feel guilty. She was bright eyed as they maneuvered their way through the huge airport, and Leon tried to steer his bride away from any type of authority figure. She stood out like a piece of gold in a silver mine with her blonde hair and blue eyes and Northern European features in the sea of Asians, with a sprinkling of foreign businessmen and tourists mixed in.

  After a tediously long wait at baggage claim and barely getting by without his briefcase being searched with its hidden compartment carrying the secret solution, Leon and Krissy were met by a car with darkened windows and driven by an old family friend. The two men spoke in their native tongue while Krissy gazed longingly out the window at the city.

  “Are we going to a hotel?”

  “No, honey, we have a house.”

  Dismissing her quickly, Leon continued speaking with the gentleman, detailing his intentions abroad in all its fakeness. Laughter of the two men turned Krissy’s attention away from the beauty of the countryside.

  “What’s so funny?”

  “Nothing, dear.”

  Leon’s friend dropped them off at the home that was the only part of Leon’s father that remained in China, and drove away.

  “Where is he going?”

  “Back to the city.”

  The house in the country was far removed from the crowded city of Shanghai and secluded enough for the doctor to continue his secretive lab experiments.

  “This is nice, Leon.”

  The young bride adored the silk tapestries and the Oriental rugs. The place needed a little fixing up but she could make that her personal project once they had settled in. As Leon carried the bags to the far bedroom, he watched Krissy for signs of any return of her memory. She seemed as lost as ever, but she was also radiant. He stood in the hallway admiring the woman he had tricked, feeling the guilt begin to surface again. When she turned to him and smiled, a lump formed in his throat. She came toward him and threw her arms around him.

  “Isn’t it wonderful? We can have our family right here.”

  Leon wanted to push her away but his body was already responding to her. He couldn’t resist the fair skinned woman with hair the color of the sun as it reflected off the water, her blue eyes reminding him of the hours he had spent as a child sailing in the harbor with his father.

  She looked at him with her baby blues and kissed his lips. “Let’s see if we can make a baby.”

  This beautiful woman was everything Leon had dreamed of in a wife. She was sensual, soft spoken, and she worshipped him. She ran her tongue along his lips and he grabbed her, forcing her mouth open with his own and lifting her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bedroom and stripped the clothes from her body. She giggled at his eagerness and slipped the ivory colored buttons of his shirt through their slits and pulled him to her. She ran her hand along the hardness that was begging for its freedom and ran the zipper down its track.

  Leon closed his eyes as the soft hand reached inside his tight fitting pants and stroked him with long slow strides. He tore the pants from his body and straddled Krissy’s slender legs, her soft hands gently and slowly pumping his hard cock. She brought it down and slid it between her pussy lips, letting it enter her just once, and then sliding it between her lips again.

  “You’re such a tease.”

  She smiled. “Was I always a tease?”

  Leon could no longer lie to her face, so he lowered his head and whispered, “Always.”

  Krissy pulled him into her and slid her legs slowly out from between his.

  “Krissy,” he gasped, and he began entering her quickly.

  Krissy’s body shook as she climaxed again and again. Knowing that he had given this beautiful woman such pleasure brought Leon quickly over the edge. He steadied himself against the force of his own explosive climax as Krissy held him to her, kissing and nibbling his earlobe.

  “Baby!” The doctor collapsed on top of his wife, and in her arms he slept.

  Leon was exhausted after having slept little in the past few weeks, and he fell asleep quickly, snoring lightly. Krissy slept for only minutes it seemed before waking up in a cold sweat. She felt as if she had been running a marathon or that she was frightened of something or someone. Her heart felt as if it would burst through her chest and she felt nauseated. She smoothed the soft black hair of the man sleeping on top of her, hoping that he would awaken.

  As the nauseated feeling passed, Krissy’s mind began playing tricks on her. She thought she saw things but when she closed her eyes they did not go away. The images were blurry and made no sense to her, until she saw the accident. It was as clear to her as if she were reliving it. What had caused it? If only she could remember what had caused her to crash that day. Did she black out, have a stroke, or maybe fall asleep? With the added weight of Leon’s body on top of her, Krissy felt as if she couldn’t breathe.

  “Leon!” She thought she was shouting, but her words were not heard. “Leon!” She screamed it this time.

  Leon could feel the heart beating inside the chest against his own and in fear he looked up at the dilated pupils of his wife.

  “Something is wrong, Leon!”

  “You need your medication.”

  “Hurry. I can’t breathe. I think I’m dying.”

  Leon ran through the house and grabbed the one vial of medication that was still cool to the touch. Krissy was thrashing about uncontrollably when he returned and he fought to keep her still while he drove the needle into her vein.

  “Krissy, look at me!”

  The young woman’s eyes opened slowly and Leon felt her heartbeat slow. She took a deep breath and felt better almost immediately.

  “You will sleep now, Krissy.”

  Krissy patted his head and then she was out. Leon showered and dressed quickly, and still exhausted, he opened the door to the basement and to the laboratory his father had left behind. He had found the notes his father had kept hidden and he vowed to continue in his stead. The remedial beginnings of his father’s dream stood waiting in the basement refrigerator. Adding only a few drops of the nondiluted substance he had perfected would allow him to gain the respect his family deserved and make him a very wealthy man. The minute amount he had used with K
rissy had worked, and the Chinese government would no doubt be thrilled with the dilution effect. That meant greater revenue for less product. The goal here was not to kill. The goal was to erase all memory in the subjects.

  But Leon was not ready to share his discovery yet. He would remain secluded out here in the country for as long as it took for a full disclosure of his research. Krissy would be taken from him and locked up in some government facility if she were ever discovered. They would steal his test subject from him the same way they had stolen the dignity from his father. Krissy was his test subject…not theirs. Leon had worked for three hours when he decided to call it quits and check on Krissy. She was not in the bed and he panicked when she did not answer his call.

  “Krissy!” He looked everywhere and then he noticed her walking outside amidst the flowers that grew wild in the country.

  “Krissy, what are you doing out here?”

  “I was on my way to the kitchen when I noticed these. They are beautiful, Leon.”

  She picked several of the multicolored aromatic flowers and brought them into the house. “Do you have a vase?”

  “I think there may be some in the living room.”

  Krissy walked past him as if she didn’t even see him, but he grabbed her by the arm and stopped her.

  “Are you okay, Krissy?”

  “I’m fine,” she assured him, and kissed his cheek.

  Leon sat down in a chair and rubbed his forehead. There was something different about Krissy that he couldn’t explain. She seemed well rested, but very distant, and lost in her own world. Maybe the medication had changed its character somehow in the transfer.

  “Krissy?” He heard the clink of the glass as she set it down in the kitchen.

  Her footsteps were soft as she rounded the corner. “Yes?”

  “You’re quiet. Is everything okay?”

  Krissy walked toward him smiling her sweet sensual smile and held out her hands.