Race (12 page)

CHANTELLE'S ANGER

"
Chantelle, I've made a one hundred million dollar fool proof
," Chantelle mocked Ronan. "
If you take my side with this, then I'll give you twenty million of those dollars.
" She sighed bitterly. "I haven't even got twenty cents yet! I think that it would be better if I was Noah's widow and I wasn't your wife. You haven't made me the millionaire that you promised you would make me. Now quickly give me a divorce and let me clear out of here. I don't know why I got involved with a little bastard like you, anyway! What good has it done for me, huh? Just got me in a mess. A goddamn mess. I hate you, Ronan."

"Shut up," Ronan snapped. "That insurance money is mine and it will be mine only."

"Impossible," Chantelle remarked, her voice sly. "With Alice still around, that will never happen."

Ronan straightened himself up, not letting anything on. "Everything is possible."

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

THE CONTRACT KILLER

There was a loud noise of drilling as Chantelle and Ronan walked down the graveyard pathway. There was a man sat at the other end of the alleyway, drilling wood in a little cabin.

He was the man that tried to kill Noah in the car crash.

Noah drove down the road calmly, ready to go back home after meeting Chantelle. But then, a truck purposely blocked his path, its boot filled with hundreds of huge, heavy steel poles. The driver pushed a button down angrily and all of the poles fell onto the road. Noah’s car flew up with a bang. When it dropped back down, the car shattered into a thousand pieces. The driver of the truck grinned in victory, and drove off, ready to collect his money for doing the deed.

"Frank, mate," Ronan said cheerfully.

"Hello, Mr Ronan," Frank replied in a dark tone. His cap was held over his eyes, and he was wearing a black vest, exposing his muscle shape. "I don't know what I can do for you this time, Ronan. There's no point of you being here. Noah's dead." He began to saw the wood.

"There's a girl who was always with Noah. In this envelope is her photo and address. Do not make a single mistake in this contract." The envelope was sealed.

"Don't worry, she'll be no match for me," Frank smirked.

"I'll tell you exactly when to do it, too," Ronan continued, and handed over the envelope as Chantelle stared at them both absent mindedly. Ronan turned to Chantelle. "Sweetheart, give him the money."

Chantelle nodded, taking the money out of her handbag and handing it over to Frank.

"Who's this?" Frank asked.

Ronan chuckled lightly. "Don't worry about her. She's my wife."

"Don't worry. I'll do this job," Frank told Ronan, nodding.

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

THE HOODED MAN

Alice went home and wandered around her house. She put her keys down on the table, and then walked to the fridge to get a drink of cola. She shut her fridge door and started making her way back to the living room.

Somebody entered the house.

Alice sat down on the sofa and switched on her laptop, typing on it as she drank.

The person turned around another corner.

After checking her emails, Alice switched off her laptop and got back up on her feet. She went to her bedroom and opened her wardrobe to sort through some clothes.

It was pitch black.

Her clothes fell over and she jumped up with a fright. Realising it was only her blue dress that fell on the floor, she blew a huge sigh of relief. Taking her white gown out of the wardrobe, she shut the wardrobe and walked out of her bedroom and into the bathroom to take a shower.

Half an hour later, she towel-dryed her hair and walked back into the living room.

That's when the person walked into the house, and slammed the door behind them.

Alice gasped, and began wondering around the house, wondering who was here.

That's when she screamed. Somebody grabbed her arm and pulled her through the door.

Then there was giggling. Lots of giggling. Alice was hugging the hooded man. "You scared me!" she exclaimed. She hugged him again and then kissed him full on the lips. He lifted his hood off.

It was Ronan.

CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

A PLAYFUL EMBRACE

"I thought that before we get this one hundred million dollars ... let's have some thrills together, eh?" Ronan grinned at her cheekily as she continued to giggle. "How's my baby doing, huh?" He chased her on to the bed. She giggled uncontrollably and collapsed on to the bed. "Come to daddy, come to daddy!" Ronan said playfully, jumping on top of her.

"I love you baby," Ronan said.

"I love you too," Alice smiled.

***

Alice felt the pleasure inside her build, and became more powerful with every movement. Her breathing was heavy and uneven, causing her chest to rise and fall as she gasped at the waves of pleasure and love that she felt radiate within her. She held onto him with her other arm tightly; needing to cling to him, feel him, while his arms were wrapped around her just as tight, reassuring and protecting.

Ronan, he was the only thing she could think of as the strong waves of pleasure took over her body and mind. He was all she could think, and wanted to think of as she moved with him, she could feel so much love coming from him, nothing else in the world mattered, he was everything.

She opened her eyes again after recovering from the huge powerful sensations that gripped her, and focused her eyes on Ronan's body in the dim light, first his arms, and then her eyes found his chest, watching his body move against her as she felt pleasure build, rush, explode and be release, and then rise again within her.

Feeling the sensations rise strongly and rush throughout her body she looked at his face as she breathed heavily, trembling at the sight of him making love to her, his eyes closed in concentration and pleasure he felt, not only by the pleasure he was receiving, but what he was giving her, and just by feeling her body tremble or her gasp at his touch and movement made his heart soar at knowing that he could make her feel so loved, and cared for and safe, that's all he wanted for himself, jus to love her and make her feel loved.

The sight of Ronan and the movement of their bodies overcame her and she moaned and gaped, throwing her head back, closing her eyes, breathing and gasping heavily as she felt heat rush in her as she could feel Ronan moving inside her.

While the sensation was still strong throughout her body she felt Ronan's forehead press against her. She breathed out again, feeling so exhilirated and loved just by this contact and opened her eyes again, as they travelled across his face slowly until they met his eyes, gazing down at her.

His eyes said a thousand things without him having to speak, are you all right, I am here forever, I won't hurt you, I'll do anything for you, I love you. She knew this instantly and loomed into his eyes and across his face as they moved together slowly. Just looking into each other's eyes made the sensation they were both feeling stronger and deeper, and Alice's breathing became just how Ronan's did, irregular and heavier.

She looked up at him, across his features and then into his eyes. Her mouth made a quick half smile which lead into a kiss as Ronan lent his lips on to Alice's. The kiss started off deeply, and became more passionate still, causing them to moan gently when they felt passion within them rise.

As the kiss deepened, Alice felt heat pool again in her body as she rose her hips up deeper than she had been, and opened her legs slightly more, causing Ronan to moan in the surprise and pleasure and penetrated her deeper and stronger than he had been. Alice was sure that she couldn't possibly feel the pleasure become higher than it all ready was but just by Ronan's first deeper movement in her she gasped and cried out, throwing her head back against the bed, feeling the immense waves wash over her body. Ronan looked down towards her instantly, making sure that she was okay, that he hadn't hurt her or go beyond what she could take.

When their eyes met and he knew she was okay, he moved deeply and strongly. She could feel him going deeper within her, and she moved her hips to him as deeply. The grip they had on each other tightened, as their movements became faster and deeper, and they found themselves moaning into each other as they kissed passionately.

All of Alice's senses became heightened, Ronan's lips on hers, how his skin felt, the smell of him and the bed, how he held her and the ever more strengthening sensation that was rising powerfully as he penetrated her deeply.

She breathed heavily and irregular, gasping at the pleasure her senses were receiving, she felt the pleasure within her build and grow as she moved faster and deeper with the man she loved, she felt his arms and body tighten around her as his breathing became gasps as hers were now,

She felt herself shiver and goose bumps rise on her body as the pleasure within her heightened to its peak and she gasped and moaned loudly, feeling passion come to her in huge waves that she had never felt before. Her hand moved up the bed, knowing what was about to happen and yet still not daring to believe that it was true, thinking that she couldn't take the waves that had been suddenly shattered and burst, rushing throughout her body, making her heart and mind shatter as she felt the great amount of pleasure and love hit her.

She cried out and moaned in breaths as Ronan still moved in her as she climaxed, making the pleasure even more intense. His body tensed and he felt his pleasure rise even more through hearing her moans and gasps and he felt his pleasure peak and explode just as she cried out his name and he collapsed on t her, as he moaned out her name and breathed heavily into her shoulder. He felt her cool hand rest on to his back after gliding back down to the bed, as they lay there, breathless, and never wanting to let go of each other.

"That was fun," came  Ronan's small murmur when they were done. "We got our thrills for sure."

CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

THE TALE OF THE RACING TRACKS

Ronan and Alice woke up together in bed, giggling.

You tell me, Ronan," Alice smiled, running her finger on his chin. "What do you and me have in common?"

"We're both crazy about each other," Ronan suggested.

Alice smiled, and got up from bed, wrapping a gown around herself. "There's something else, too. We both like something high. So high that everything else seems small. This room is high too." She stared out of the window. "I love this place."

"Well, this house is yours now," Ronan grinned, getting up from bed. "This house was first my dad's friend's. Me and Noah always came to play here. We would always race on these roads with our bicycles. And that's how mine and Noah's racing began." Ronan remembered his childhood.

"Come on, pedal faster, Ronan, faster!" Noah exclaimed as the two little boys cycled down the road. "Come on, faster. Faster! Ronan, try to catch me! Catch me!"

"Noah always won," Ronan continued. "Daddy would always celebrate his victory with a party." He spoke in a tone of jealousy. "I didn't like it. I didn't like it all. But I never cried. I only thought how Noah thought if things worked differently. But Noah always won Daddy's trust. When Daddy died, he gave away everything to Noah in his will. The business, the property, the money. You name it. I was the second class citizen in my own home." He paused, tears in his eyes. "Whenever I wanted something, I would go to Noah, and he would give me whatever I wanted. But side by side he always gave me the impression that he was better than me. That he was the older brother and I was the younger one. That was the love poison that stayed in my blood. But I won that poison. In the race of life, I beat him. I beat him, goddammit."

Alice looked at him sympathetically. "Forget the past," she reassured in a sweet voice. "Now, in our lives, everything will be all right. The Inspector Harry will report his file, and we'll receive our insurance money." She touched his cheek. "There's only one problem. Chantelle. I've met her so many times now, and I know that she'll be the person creating all of the problems."