Deception's Game (The Misses Book 2)

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“Were you really going to start without me?” He taunted, keeping his eyes closed. Reeza was so focused on pleasing herself all she could do was groan in response. He turned to his side, trying not to disturb her. Watching her reactions to her own touch was one of the best things he could’ve ever thought of seeing in the morning. The smell of her body and its pheromones filled his nostrils as he moved in for a closer look.

Using his face, he pushed her hand aside and pressed his tongue into her. Her voice echoed through the room. The arching of her back and the unconscious rearranging of the sheets gave life to his already hardening length. He trailed his kisses back up her body, resting them between her adequate breasts.

“Did you enjoy our playtime last night?”

Still at a loss for words, she nodded. He rested his elbows above her shoulders and kissed her deeply. Her body trembled and writhed in anticipation of him, she rubbed his ego in all the right places. As he sat back preparing to enter her, he watched her watching him. Guiding his hands over her face, he pushed his fingers into her mouth as he entered her. Her tongue pushed between his fingers, then she guided his hand to her throat.

Though he was one hundred percent focused on pleasing her, the thought that she wanted him to choke her increased his tempo. Applying just a little pressure around her throat, caused her to push her neck against the palm of his hands.

[Sweet f**k!] She was taking him out of his comfort zone and he was there for it. Whatever she wanted, no matter how nasty, how shameful, he was willing to give it to her.

For a brief moment, he thought about when he saw Beck. He thought he would make him lose his composure. While she was just as beautiful as he remembered her, she had no clue who he was. His grip on her neck tightened. She never once wondered what his real name was or tried to peek at his face under his mask. His anger was boiling to the surface. Reeza grabbed his arm, shaking him from his thoughts.

When he looked down, her lips had started to turn purple. He quickly released her neck and slowed his motions.

Before he could apologize, she screamed out, “Harder Gray! Harder!”

His eyes widened, shoving his thoughts of Beck deep down, he gave her what she wanted.

After showering, Grayson made his way down to have lunch. They had skipped dinner the previous night and now breakfast, he was starving. As the buffet came out, so did his human buffet, Reeza. [As beautiful as ever.]

Every inch of her held the epitome of beauty. He couldn’t understand why he was almost dissuaded by Beck.

“Don’t stare so hard.” She whispered, then licked her lips.

“You are going to be the death of me.”

She pouted, then said, “I hope not. I need you.” Then she leaned in and kissed him. Her servant pulled her seat out and she sat without looking away from him.

“What are your plans today?” He asked as he grabbed a handful of grapes.

“Croque Monsieur. Young masters.” The cook said as the food was delivered to the table.

“I really want to just lounge at the pool and read a book. These few months have been brutal. ” She confessed. “You?”

“I need to read through some papers for work, so I won’t be overwhelmed on Monday. There were several dealings that I had overlooked and I hate being surprised.”

“You are new. Don’t fret too much. Let me know if you need a little back up.” Hearing her say that made him and his heart smile.

“I love you.” Was his perfect response. Her face turned a light pink as she sipped her mimosa and shyly looked off.

“I love you more.”

He smiled a little harder, then his phone vibrated in his short’s pocket.

—--

After lying in the hospital bed for what felt like hours, it was finally time. She hoped that the babies were Travis’ but she would love them if they were Tommy’s. But only heaven knew she didn’t want to be officially a part of the Hindrick family.

“It will be okay. I’m not going anywhere, if that's any consolation.” Beck said, then giggled.

The nurse removed the results from a folder then sat them on a small table while waiting for the doctor to go over them. She kept her eyes on the door as it creaked open.

“How are we feeling?” He asked as he picked up the results from the table next to the nurse.

“Good. Just nervous.”

“Well, let's get these results for you.” He looked over the paper then flipped to the next page.

“Oh wow. I see why you were nervous. The DNA test shows that the father of your twins is Travis Leheim. Someone that I have always looked up to. This is {clears throat}... The twins are healthy. I don’t have any concerns. Here is a copy of your results,stamped by our legal team. When you are ready, you may leave.” The doctor nodded and took his leave.

Tears flowed from her eyes as she sat up and threw her arms around Beck.

[Thank goodness.]

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After leaving the hospital, they went straight to the attorney’s office. The building seemed intimidating. It was a skyscraper full of diverse businesses. The lobby was filled with private sitting areas. She could only assume they were for preliminary interviews.

“I am here to see the attorney, Roger Venscino.”

“What is your name? Do you have an appointment?” She quickly relayed the information to him and waited.

The concierge picked up a phone and dialed a couple of digits.

“Miss Stacey, you may go up. Floor 42.”

Lana held Beck's hand a little tighter. She was not sure she was making the right decision but she wanted her twins to have Travis’ last name, maybe even follow in his footsteps.

When they stepped out of the elevator, the lobby was pristine. It was made to cater to high-class or wealthy clients. There were a small number of leather chairs, neatly placed as if letting guests know that they did not cater to a large crowd.

“Miss Stacey? I am Roger Venscino. I have heard so much about you over the years. What brings you to my office?” Lana reached out and allowed him to lightly peck the top of her hand, then followed him into his suite.

She looked out the large window, where a beautiful view of downtown Lagos was laid bare.

“I am pregnant with Travis Leheim’s babies.”

The attorney popped out of his seat, like a jack-in-the-box.

“Are you sure? Do you understand the ramification of making that type of false statement?”

“I do. I also know what type of scrutiny it will put me under once it gets out.” She turned towards Beck, who was holding the papers and nodded, signaling for her to hand them to him.

He looked through the documents, then rubbed his right temple with his index finger.

“This is…You barely made it before the statute expired. Takeisha, bring me the Leheim file. Make sure you bring both.” He said to a telecom after looking bewildered at Lana.

“So while that is being retrieved, let's address the elephant in the room. You are Travis Leheim’s mistress. You were an unwilling participant in the Levi and Marcy scandal. You dated your ex-boyfriend's daughter after he died, and there are some rumors about his brother too. Did I cover everything?” he leaned forward and rested his chin on the cusp of his hand.

Before responding, Lana gently rubbed Beck's hand. She had tensed up and the anger that painted her face red was scary.

“Those may be truths based on perspective.”

Venscino burst out laughing as his assistant walked in and placed the large file on his desk.

“I didn’t mean any harm. I know you said you were prepared for backlash, but are you really? That’s a lot of heat to take while carrying twins.”

“Let’s just do this.” She said as he looked over the statute and the default will and testament.

“Seems the presenting of the certified paternity test will suffice to hold the estate open until the birth of said children. Upon their births, another paternity test will be completed which will allow you to use the Leheim name. Over the course of their first five years of life, they will get 10 % of the estate per year. Once they turn five, the estate will be surrendered and they will be the sole heirs. Sign here. Your court date will be soon to start the probating process”

Lana went to sign the document and Beck abruptly took the paper from under her pen. She looked over the document and validated that all the i’s were dotted and all t’s were crossed.

“Don’t sign any legal documents without someone with a legal background to look over them. As the Vice President of H.A.I, you should know better.” Beck swiftly scolded her. She had never heard her that upset. But she was right. She was so nervous, she just wanted to get it over with.