Naughty Ceo’s Secret
Chapter 109

Well, Kenzo and I spent a few more hours in our hotel room. I didn't even get to look around. The moment Kenzo opened that door, I jumped him.

I couldn't help myself. We were just about to go for another round in the car when Ben interrupted us again. Thankfully, Kenzo seemed just as impatient as I was.

So, Kenzo and I tested out the fluke in the car. We had s*x five more times. Five. Four of those five times, I needed permission. The pressure that usually builds inside of me was too intense though, and built way faster than usual. I had to beg Kenzo for a release. Each o****m was more intense than the last.

My last one, that was the one that I managed to get without permission. It was crazy. Like the more I got, the more intense things got between us. It was an accident, and I'm not really sure if that gave Kenzo and I an answer to what happened. And I got punished for that one too.

Kenzo spanked me for c.ummng without his permission. Then he made me shower and get dressed. All without another release.

Now we are on our way to my parents' in a rental car. Thankfully, Kenzo let Ben go home for the weekend. I'm not even sure why he had Ben bring us in the first place. Ben was happy to have the weekend off. Kenzo is beyond happy right now, probably from how much s.ex we just had.

I, however, am still grumpy from not being able to c.um after getting spanked. Possibly a little too grumpy. I barely said a word the whole way to my parents' house.

Kenzo pulled into the driveway of Jane and James's large home. I unbuckled my seatbelt, and tried to open the door. Kenzo reached over, and pulled the door shut. I turned to frown at him.

"There is not a chance in hell I'm allowing you to enter into that house while you're upset with me. I'm your only support in this place, and we are not going to go in there fighting." He stated sternly.

"Are you going to let me c.um then? Right now? In the driveway?" I asked sarcastically.

"Kitten-"

"I didn't think so," I interrupted.

I pushed the door open again, only for Kenzo to pull it shut again. I can feel his hot breath against the back of my neck. Heat pushed through my body, making my toes curl.

"You are going to get punished for interrupting me." He said lowly.

A whimper escaped my lips.

"Opal, baby, I have to punish you or you won't learn. I can't always give in to what you want. You understand that, you knew what this relationship was when we got together. You've never gotten upset with me about this before," he said softly. Kenzo's right. I know what the Dom/Sub relationship entails. At least what ours entails. This isn't new for me. So, why am I acting like this?

I slumped back in my seat and rubbed my temples.

"I'm sorry Kenzo, you're right. I think I'm just really stressed. I mean, what if this was just a trick to bring you here and Jane doesn't tell me anything about my mom? What if I never replace out about Charolette?" I asked as panic started to set in. "Oh, I think I'm gonna be sick." I groaned.

Kenzo wrapped his arms around me the best he could from the driver's side of the car. I turned to him, and he started to rub my back.

"Are you alright? Do you need me to get you something for your stomach?" He asked.

"No." I said.

"Are you sure, Opal?" He asked more sternly.

"Yes Kenzo. Just hold me for a minute." I said.

Kenzo rested his cheek on the top of my head as he lazily rubbed my back. I sighed as I snuggled into him. Even across the car this feels like heaven.

"This situation has been affecting you. You get sick all the time, I have to force you to eat, you sleep way more than you used to, you zone out a lot, and you get dizzy easily. I can't wait for this all to calm down so I can stop worrying about you." Kenzo said. I know he's right. I've been different lately. It's like my body can't handle the stress I'm under. I guess it's normal to not have an appetite when you replace out you're adopted and being stalked. Not eating is probably the cause of my dizziness and partly has to do with me getting sick a lot. The rest just sounds like depression.

Still, I don't want to make Kenzo worry more than he already is. I should at least try to regain control of myself. I just have to think positively. Kenzo will get me all the information about my birth parents. Maybe I can replace a friend of Charolette's to tell me what kind of person she was.

As long as I stay with Kenzo, I'll be safe. I just need to make sure not to go anywhere alone. I moved and it didn't seem like this stalker knows where Kenzo lives. Not to mention how much more secure his apartment is. Everything will be fine.

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"I can't believe you're staying in a hotel instead of here. We even had a room ready for Kenzo." Jane complained.

We're all sitting down at the dining room table eating dinner. Jane insisted that we eat before she tells me anything. I decided it was better just to roll with it than to complain.

Jane's statement, however..

"A room ready for Kenzo?" I asked.

Jane nodded.

"Yes, he was going to stay in our best guest bedroom." She said happily.

Oh, the one right next to Jezzlyn's. Wow. These people.

"And where would I be staying?" I asked as I crossed my arms.

"In your old bedroom, of course," Jane said.

I rolled my eyes.

"And you wonder why we wanted to stay in a hotel." Kenzo muttered.

James dropped his fork on his plate with a loud clatter.

"You will not disrespect my wife," he stated.

"Then she needs to not disrespect mine," Kenzo replied flatly.

"You aren't married yet," Jezz said snarkily.

I dropped my own fork to rub my temples. Man, first naesua, loss of appetite, and dizziness. Now I have attitude problems and headaches.

"Alright enough." I said. "I warned you that Kenzo was not going to be nice, and you wanted us to come anyway."

"Maybe he'd be nicer if you left." Jezzlyn said to me.

Kenzo stiffened, but I spoke up before he could.

"I don't want to be here as much as you all don't want me here. I only came because Jane promised to tell me about my mother. So, if you want to just tell me what you can, then I'd be happy to leave and never see any of you again." I stated. Jezzlyn scoffed.

"You got a rich sugar daddy and suddenly you're too good for us," She muttered.

"That's it." I said, pushing my chair out and standing up.

I looked at my 'sister'.

"You should really think about what you say before it comes out of your mouth. It would save you a lot of embarrassment. You sound like a complete i***t half the time. Like honestly, I have already moved out and branched off from you people. Before Kenzo. You must have forgotten," I said.

Then I turned to my 'parents'.

"Thank you so much for wasting my time. It wasn't enough to treat me like garbage my whole life, or drop the adoption bomb at me at my engagement dinner, but now you want to play around with my emotions when you could just be done with me. So, we're leaving," I said.

I looked down at Kenzo. He smiled up at me as he threw his napkin on the table. Kenzo stood up, and I turned for the door with him right behind me.

I can't believe this. I should have known this was all a ruse. For what though? Just to waste my time? Did Haru have something to do with this too? "Kenzo, do you think-"

"Opal wait." Jane called out.

I hesitated with my hand on the door. Should I wait? Should I just go? What's even holding me back?

Kenzo placed his hand on mine. I looked up at him. He gave me a reassuring smile. One that says 'do what you want kitten, I'll stay by your side!. What would I do without him?

Reluctantly, I turned around to face the woman who raised me. I crossed my arms and scowled at her. Jane looked from Kenzo to me.

"Can we talk in private?" She asked.

"No." Kenzo stated.

Kenzo isn't completely convinced that my 'family' isn't behind this stalking mess. He seems sure that none of them care enough to stalk me. Especially since it happened before anyone knew about Kenzo and I. Still, he believes that they are in on something with Haru. Kenzo doesn't trust them at all, and with what's going on.. There is no way in hell he'll be leaving me alone with any of them.

"I was asking Opal," Jane said, narrowing her eyes at Kenzo.

"And I said no." Kenzo replied completely unbothered.

I rubbed my temples again. Man, I really want to take a bath, have some wine, relax, get rid of this headache, and have Kenzo all to myself. I blew out a frustrated breath.

"Say what you have to say so I can leave Jane." I said. "You are all giving me a headache."

Jane rolled her eyes at Kenzo before turning to me. She held out her hand to give me something. I gave her a skeptical look before taking it.

It's a polariod picture of a much younger looking Jane, and another woman. She.. looks a lot like me. The same bright blue eyes, same nose, same bright smile. They had their arms around each other, and looked like they were laughing when the other woman took the pictures. Tears filled my eyes as I looked up at Jane.

"This is her? My mother?" I asked.

Jane nodded and I looked back at the picture. I really do look like Charolette. A spitting image actually. The only difference is our hair. Charolettes is a golden blonde, and mine a light red. Everything else is the same.

"She got that camera for Christmas that year. Our family didn't have a lot of money, but we weren't poor. Char took tons of pictures of everything after that. She always said she was going to be a nature photographer and travel the world." Jane said. I looked up to see her smiling down at the picture.

"She had so much more strength than I ever did. I was afraid of everything, but not Char. She would have taken on the world. She was always getting into trouble too." Jane said with a laugh.

"Did she do it? Did she travel?" I asked.

"She went to a few places, but not as much as she wanted. When she was 18, she moved to the city, much like you did. She gave up our family and followed her dreams. Before she could even leave the state, she met your father." She told me. "My father? What was he like?" I asked.

Jane shrugged.

"I never met him. The few times I managed to visit my sister he was always busy." She said.

"W-what was his name? Where is he now? Do you know?" I asked.

Jane shook her head.

"Tell you what, come back tomorrow for lunch, and I'll tell you more."