Delicious (A Rumour Mill Novel) (32 page)

“I tried, Guy,
really tried. I lied to Trevor by telling him I understood his point of view.
That it was ok. I told him to put the gun down. There’s no need to scare us to
get his point across. He told me to fuck off and shut up. He said men like me
had no balls to stand up to women like Tamzin. If I had a pair I’d still be on
top of the game. I lost it. That’s when I lunged at Trevor. Tamzin and Grace screamed.
Suddenly the gun went off. I was shot in the stomach. I felt myself fall back
on the floor. Trevor didn’t react. Instead he turned to Tamzin. Trevor shot Tamzin
in the stomach then in her face. Grace screamed in shock.” Guy’s heart stopped.
He felt arctic shivers run along his spine.

“Trevor turned to
Grace. He told her that she was the only good thing that happened to him. It
was shame that Grace chosen you over him. He told her ‘Look Guy isn’t here to
protect you. I’m taking you now.’ He told her he was taking her to where they
first met. He’s taking her to Worthington Hall. Grace pleaded no, but it fell
on deaf ears.” Darren said coughing.

“Did you tell this
to the police?” Guy asked.

“No. I didn’t. I
wanted you to know so you can find the bastard yourself. I want you to get your
hands on him first. I’ve got no plans on telling them till after the surgery.
I’ll stay mum till then.” Darren replied. He was getting sleepy.

“Darren, I have terrible
news regarding Tamzin.” Guy said.

“I know. She’s
dead. I overheard a conversation between ambulance personnel. There’s no way Tamzin
could’ve survived those shots. As much as a bitch Tamzin is, she was always
fragile. Has her parents been informed?” Darren asked.

“Not that I’m
aware of. Earlier police arrested William due to blackmailing you and game
fixing.” Guy replied. Guy watched Darren closing his eyes. He was falling
asleep.

“Darren do you
still have the keys to the Peugeot?”

“Yes, over there.
It’s parked by Boots.” Darren groaned.

Guy looked over to
the table that Darren motioned to.

“I’m sorry for
being a bloody bastard to you, Guy. Good luck mate. Thank you.” Darren mumbled.

“No apologies
necessary. You’re my brother.” Guy said.

There was a knock.
The door opened it was Dr. Khan.

“We must prep for
surgery.” Dr. Khan announced.

Guy said goodbye
to Darren before grabbing the keys and viewing Tamzin’s body.

♥

Trevor was smart. He avoided all major
motorways by sticking to A or country roads. Grace was in the passenger seat unconscious.
Trevor knocked her out when she refused to hand him her keys which fell on the
floor.
It was necessary. I don’t feel
sorry about it. She deserved it. Tamzin and Darren are gone. Now I have my
prize, my Grace.

           
There
was something about Grace that Trevor preferred over the other women. He built
an imaginary relationship with her. It was an unconventional relationship not
built on tradition or romance. It was fear, submission and dominance all rolled
into one. It was a relationship that Trevor craved to have with Grace.

           
After
four hours of driving, Trevor arrived at the border of Worthington Hall. Trevor
knew if he went through the main entrance he would be recognised. He knew
police were searching for them. Trevor was familiar with the grounds of the
estate and knew of a way to get in undetected.

During the
wedding, he explored the grounds and Trevor quickly discovered that the
cottages back to a steep valley creek that came off the River Wye. There were
makeshift steps possibly made by hikers long ago, but overgrown and difficult.
It was easy to get through since there isn’t a barrier. Trevor was aware that
security patrolled the grounds when celebrities stayed at the hall and security
stayed close to the hall and parking area if there wasn’t a celebrity.

           
Trevor
parked the Mini in a lay-by that was adjacent to a cobblestone bridge. It was
dark and night. Trevor searched the Mini for a torch which he found in the
small boot. He lifted Grace out of her seat and tossed her over his shoulder
like a sack of rice. He found his way through the creek, climbed the steps and
came to the cottage. Trevor laid Grace down on the ground. He searched the
windows of the cottage to determining it empty. Trevor found an unlocked
window. He climbed through, opened the door and brought Grace inside.

           
In
the bedroom Trevor placed Grace on the bed. Trevor stared at her longingly.
I want to see the fear in her face as I wrap
my fingers around her soft delicate neck.

           
Trevor
reached into his backpack. He pulled out silver duck tape. He bound Grace’s
hand and feet together.
I hope she wakes
up soon, so I can have her all to myself.

♥

race stood by Guy’s large glass windows,
admiring the view of Canary Wharf on a sunny Thursday morning. Its Grace’s
first morning staying at Guy’s flat. She was taken with the views, the
cleanliness and the decor of his flat. It was spectacular.

           
The
night before, in Leicester Square, Guy and Grace went to a movie premiere. The
star-studded premiere concluded, Guy and Grace were invited to an after party.
Guy’s mind was getting Grace back to his flat to make love to her. It was the
only time they would have together before she returned to work and he was off
at an event in Bedfordshire.

           
Guy
found Grace standing in his lounge, staring out the window. She was
half-dressed in his London Lions jersey. Her hair was damp from her shower. Guy
came up from behind, brushed her hair aside and kissed Grace on the back of her
neck.
 
Grace fell back into his arms. She
let out a low moan as she felt Guy’s hard cock press into her arse.

           
“Good
morning, love. Did you enjoy last night?” Guy asked holding Grace close.

           
“It
was wonderful. I enjoyed myself.” Grace said excitedly. “I can’t believe you
live here. This place is massive!”

           
“I
bought it for the views. I like how when the city lights turn on they remind me
of the stars in the night sky. Most of all, I love you being here.” Guy
whispered breathily.

           
“I
like being right here too.” Grace replied. “Did you enjoy the movie?”

           
“I
did, but I’m a fan of older movies like spaghetti western and old romance like
From Here to Eternity
.” Guy said.

           
“Funny
you should mention it. I watched that movie the night before our date.” Grace
murmured.

           
“What’s
your favourite movie?” Guy inquired.

           
“
The Wizard of Oz
. It’s one of my
favourites. There’s something magical about Dorothy finding herself and her way
back home whilst being surrounded by those who love her. It makes me feel you
can conquer all your fears and hardships if you continue on your path.” Grace
admitted as she turned around in his arm.

           
“Interesting
perspective.” Guy growled. He pushed Grace back against the window. He leaned
into her for a hard kiss. The kiss which began slowly turned carnal, erotic,
and sensual. They couldn’t get enough of each other.

           
Grace
felt her pussy moisten, her clit ached, her breast felt heavy, needy and
desperate for Guy’s mouth. She wanted and needed Guy inside her. Guy pulled
away. Guy knew he excited Grace. Guy looked at her, his expression to Grace,
intense. The love and lust he had for her felt unbearable and unrelenting. Guy
pulled her into his arms where Grace laid her head in the crook of his
neck.
 
She inhaled his musky manly Prada
cologne, smiling.

           
“I’m
making breakfast.” Grace said. She took Guy’s hand, dragging him off to the
kitchen.

           
Guy
sat at the kitchen island watching Grace. His strong intense dark chocolate
eyes followed Grace as she spun around on her feet pouring a mug of coffee,
buttering toast and cracking eggs.
Fucking
eh! She’s sexy. She’s giving me a hard on just by being herself!

           
“What?”
Grace asked noticing the wicked smirk on Guy’s face.

           
“Nothing.
I love you wearing my shirt. I love you cooking a meal. I love when you sleep
next to me. I love when you wake next to me. I love you when you’re just being
you, Grace. I love you Grace,” Guy said. “ and I want to make love to you,
now.” he growled.

           
Grace
felt her chest heave. Her cheeks felt hot. In excited anticipation, Grace bit
her bottom lip as Guy went to the hob to turn it off. She looked at the
scrambled eggs resting in the pan.

           
“What
am I going to do with all this food?” Grace asked.

           
“Forget
it. You’re mine.” Guy murmured moving to Grace. He pressed Grace’s body to the
cool black granite. Guy wedged himself between her legs cupping her face to
kiss her. His tongue prodded Grace’s mouth ever so sensual. The kiss awakened
all their senses. Grace felt as though stars were exploding from the
 
crown of her head to the soles of her feet.
Her hands explored his rippled tight back as Guy cupped her naked arse.

           
“Naked...mmm.
Just the way I like you.” Guy murmured.

           
Grace
shyly nodded. Coy Grace bit the tip of her finger. Guy cocked his head smiling.
Guy kissed her, whilst his hands lifted his shirt over Grace’s body until she
was fully naked. Guy’s mouth trailed kisses down Grace’s chin, throat, and
shoulders. He ran his tongue over her puckering nipples, and sweet softness of
her stomach until his mouth hover over her pussy. Grace felt feeble. She looked
down at Guy’s face and smiled.

           
Guy
lifted Grace up onto the granite counter. He saw some ingredients on the
counter. One of the ingredients was a bowl of Cadbury chocolate chips and a jar
of chocolate sauce. Grace was going to make Guy chocolate chip pancakes. Guy
recalled his first fantasy about Grace,
floured
hands and chocolate sauce
.
It’s time
to make it a reality.

           
Brazen,
Guy dipped his fingers in dark chocolate sauce. He ran one finger down the
middle of her body to the top of her clit. He stopped short.

           
“Oh
my...”gasped Grace. Guy’s tongue followed the syrupy trail. He laid Grace down
on the counter. Guy took the rest of the chocolate sauce, pouring it over her
pussy. Grace couldn’t believe it.
He’s
making breakfast out of me!

           
Grace
gulped hard as Guy ran his tongue up and down her creamy chocolate clit. He
licked every delicious inch of her. Grace threw her legs onto his shoulders to
help brace her from falling off the counter. She writher her body, arching her
back to meet Guy’s tongue. Grace felt her orgasm building. Her body began to
shudder. When Guy felt that Grace was too wound up by his tongue, he stopped.
He wanted to be inside her. Guy kissed Grace on the lips.

           
“Grace...Grace...”Guy
chanted repeatedly. His cock prodded her sopping, creamy, chocolate pussy hole.
Grace’s clit protruded for Guy’s hand. Guy eased his cock into her whilst
rubbing her sweet salty clit. Grace’s eyes were half-shut in drunken ecstasy.

           
“Grace...Grace...open
your eyes....look at me.” She opened them to look at Guy instead she saw
Trevor’s face.

           
Grace’s
dream of
 
happier times with Guy was
turning into her nightmare.

♥

Grace’s eyes shot open. Her head throbbed from
the pain of the initial blow which rendered Grace unconscious. Grace’s ears
rang loudly. Grace tried screaming, but her lips were sealed with tape. She
blinked rapidly, trying to focus on the fixtures of the room. She was desperate
to find out where she was. It was too dark.

           
Grace
tried to shift her body. She wanted to see if there was a window behind her,
but her hands were tied behind her back. Her legs bound as well. Grace’s body
ached from being in the same position. It told her that she’d been in the same
position for quite some time. The only thing Grace knew was that she was in a
bed with nightstand next to it. The room seemed familiar to Grace. Yet Grace was
unable to gather thoughts as to why it was familiar. She couldn’t remember her
last moments in the flat or what Trevor told her. All Grace knew she was
trapped.
I need to escape before he comes
in! I need to get out of here. He’s going to kill me!

           
The
bedroom door creaked open. Light poured in creating a silhouette of Trevor’s
figure. Grace closed her eyes tight. She didn’t want Trevor to know she’s awake.
Trevor walked over to the bed and sat down, the weight of him made the bed
squeak.

           
“Grace,
are you awake?” Trevor softly said. Trevor’s hands drew up over her jeans.
“When you wake I’m going to do things I’ve dreamt of doing to you.” he murmured
caressing the hair off her face.

           
Trevor
patted her knee. He rose from the bed to leave the room. Once gone, Grace
opened her eyes. There were tears in the corners that she tried hard to
suppress.
I have to get out of here. Oh
god, please let me survive this.

♥

Guy drove to Ivy-upon-Wye without stopping.
He was driving on pure adrenaline by drinking copious amounts of Red Bull.
Guy’s exhaustion was seemingly gone.

Before he left on
his journey, Guy called Corrie to make sure she was fine in his flat. Corrie
informed him that she spoken to Alistair and Corrie. Alistair was on his way to
Guy’s flat. Corrie asked Guy why he was in Ivy. Guy told her that Trevor’s
holding Grace outside of Ivy, but wasn’t sure. Corrie assured Guy should he
need any help that Cat was available. He thanked her.

Now as he drove
along the motorways at high speeds, Guy thought back to the eight weeks he
spent with Grace. He recalled Grace adamant about staying in one night at her
flat. She didn’t want dinner at a fancy restaurant where they would be under
the watchful lens of Rumour Mill paparazzi.

Instead Guy order
dinner from Pizza Express. He ordered a classic Italian antipasti and large
padana leggera pizza. Guy rented some films, purchased a large bag of sweets,
kettle corn popcorn, and bottles of Red Stripe. It was the perfect night in.

As they sat on
Grace’s couch, Guy played with her hair as she lay on his lap. It was then and
there that Guy knew he wanted to marry her. He wasn’t able to focus on the film
before him as Guy was busy thinking whether he should propose on their trip to
the Maldives or sooner.

That night as Guy
followed Grace into her bedroom, they didn’t rush into love making. Guy held
Grace in his arms as he sat back against her headboard. They were engaged in
conversation. They talked about life, Grace wish she had her aunts’ approval on
their relationship and how much family meant to her. Guy was slightly envious
of the relationship Grace had with her family. It was nothing like his
relationship with his so-called parents. Guy made it clear to Grace.

‘Grace I want a future with you. I want a family, a home and
happiness. I only see it with you.’

Grace’s heart
leapt for joy. She showered him with kisses and held him. To Guy it was the
best feeling in the world.

Now there’s uncertainty,
a growing uncertainty that Guy hated with every passing minute.
That bastard’s going to pay! Trevor’s answering
to me!
A horrible thought flashed in Guy’s mind,
is he touching her? Is he trying to rape her? Grace will fight him off!
Guy pushed his foot on the petrol pedal to accelerate faster.
I’m determined to find him and see Trevor
suffer.

♥

William sat in the interrogation room. He
held his head in hands. He was mad as hell. His solicitors couldn’t get him out
of this one. The Old Bill arrested him outside of Tamzin’s home. The police
searched the home from top to bottom looking for Tamzin. There was no evidence
of her being there nor were this team of officers aware of the events unfolding
in Tooting Bec.

           
Several
hours later, DI Frey entered interrogation room. DI Frey held a thick manila
envelope and a cup of tea. William brought his head up to look at DI Frey. William
gave a look of murderous rage at the detective. DI Frey took a seat opposite William.
He drank his tea and smiled at an angry William.

           
“What
do you want with my daughter, Tamzin?” William snarled.

           
“We’ll
talk about it, but first let’s discuss your charges.” DI Frey said. DI Frey
opened the manila folder. He looked over the accusations and charges.

           
William
grumbled under his breath, calling him a wanker, which DI Frey chose to ignore.
DI Frey firmly told William and his solicitors of the charges, ranging from
blackmail to game-fixing and murder. William retorted that they were trumped up
charges but was baffled by murder.

           
“Murder?
Who’ve I murdered?” William laughed.

           
“We’ll
get to that. Let’s talk about Alana Croxley.” DI Frey said. William folded his
arms and sat back cross.

           
“Alana?
She isn’t dead, is she? I’m an outstanding citizen and business man. I wouldn’t
do harm to poor Alana.” William chortled.