Chapter 21 - Anton

I wanted Joyce to see the good we do. I couldn’t let her make conclusions based on what she had heard about the Bratva families. After making a quick call and informing Alexandr of my plans, I went looking for her.

Joyce was still in bed as I entered the bedroom. “Good morning, sunshine,” I said, lying beside her.

“Morning, Anton,” she replied, stretching out. Her fingers lightly grazed my cheek as she pulled back in.

“How would you like to go out to do something different today?” I asked, smiling at her.

She cocked her head, looking at me with raised brows. “What did you have in mind?” she questioned.

“Let’s keep it a surprise, okay?” I replied teasingly.

Joyce sat up so fast, I thought she was going to throw her back out. “Okay,” she whispered, leaning closer. “But how will I know what to wear if you won’t tell me where we are going?”

Grinning, I stood up and opened the curtains, which allowed the morning sun to brighten her beauty. “Jeans and a shirt will do,” I added, walking to the door. Stopping in the doorway, I glanced back. “I’ll make some coffee.”

She bounced off the bed, nodding as she glided to the bathroom. I smiled, seeing her moving so elegantly. She warmed my heart with even the smallest of actions. Once she disappeared into the bathroom, I went to the kitchen.

Joyce entered the kitchen humming softly. I wasn’t sure what the song was, but I knew it somehow. She looked stunning in her crisp white blouse, dark blue jeans, and short black booth. I couldn’t help but whistle at her. She lowered her head as her cheeks turned crimson.

“Don’t be shy,” I said, walking closer and pulling her into my arms. “You look amazing.”

She rose to her toes and kissed my cheek as she spoke. “Thank you.”

We quickly drank our coffee and then headed out. As I helped her into the passenger seat, she spoke softly, smiling broadly at me. “Please tell me where we are going?”

I winked at her and grinned. “Nope, you will see,” I responded, closing her door. Sliding my hand over the bonnet as I moved around to the driver’s side, I saw her watching me. It almost looked like she was pouting.

“You will enjoy it, you’ll see,” I said, starting my truck. As we drove through town, she stared out the window. I was burning to tell her. But I wanted her to see it, not just take my word for it.

Pulling into the parking area of one of the biggest buildings in town, Joyce glanced at me. “What place is this?” she aske,d studying the enormous office block.

“Well,” I started saying as I got out. I moved around and opened her door. Holding my hand for her, I continued to explain. “After all our talks, I figured you may have a certain idea of organizations like ours. I want to show you another side I am confident you don’t know about.”

As I spoke, I could see she was intrigued. Yet, her eyes were weary and portrayed her suspicions. Today, I would wipe out any doubt she may have about who we are. Holding her hand, I led her up a set of rounding stairs to the entrance.

Opening the door, I ushered her inside. Joyce lit up as she looked at the white and gold walls and flooring. “This is beautiful,” she breathed out.

“This is one of our buildings, and the bottom floor hosts our accounting firm,” I added. Taking her hand, I led her through the offices. I introduced her to the staff before taking a seat in the lounge. “This firm contributes ninety percent of their income to a chain of orphanages. It is our way of giving something back.”

Joyce’s eyes widened as pure shock took over. The doors opened, and Joe came waltzing in. Rising, I held out my hand as I introduced her. “This is Joe, the man in charge of operations and a close personal friend.”

Joyce shook his hand still, seemingly speechless. “Joe,” I added. “This is Joyce.”

“Please to meet you, Joyce if there are any questions, don’t hesitate to ask,” Joe said as he was about to take a seat. The doors opened, and a scrawny brunette peeked through the doors. She smiled broadly as she nodded.

“Joe,” she said softly. “We have a situation.”

Joe stood as quickly as he sat down. “Sorry, it appears work is calling. Anton, we’ll talk later?” he commented, heading for the doors.

“Sure, no problem,” I called after him.

Turning to Joyce, I shrugged. “Everywhere is always busy,” I commented. “Would you like to see more or talk to some of the other staff?”

“No,” she replied shortly. As we headed out, Joyce stopped at the entrance. Turning back, she looked at me, tilting her head to the side. “But, if it’s all the same to you, I would like to visit the orphanage?” she asked.

“Of course,” I replied, smiling. “There are about five, but only two are close by.”

Taking her hand, I felt my heart melting as she smiled warmly at me. The drive to the first orphanage was quiet. I noticed she was fidgeting with the seam of her shirt and wondered if something was bugging her.

I stopped at the large iron gates and let the caretaker know I was at the gate. I hadn’t been here in a while but felt good as we pulled in, and the place looked cared for. It was an old Victorian-styled three-story house.

We had built a ten-foot wall around the property to ensure the kids' safety. As we stopped, Lorin came out to greet us. “Hi, Lorin,” I said as we met halfway.

“Nice to see you again,” Lorin replied as we shook hands.

“Lorin, this is Joyce. Joyce, this is Lorin, one of the managers at this house.” I said, introducing them.

“Nice to meet you, Joyce,” Lorin said as they shook hands. Turning and heading back, she spoke over her shoulder as we followed. “I take it you would like a tour?”

“Oh, yes, I would,” Joyce replied excitedly.

Stepping through the double entrance doors, Joyce smiled at me. The entrance hall was quite small. There were three doors, one to each side and one leading to the back. We followed Lorin as she took us down the left passageway.

There were three rooms. One was a library study room, one a play area, and the last a community room. At the end of the hall were stairs that led up. On the second floor, there were two rooms for the staff and four that held two children each. The third floor also had two rooms for staff and four, holding three kids each.

As we headed back down, Joyce spoke with interest. “Are all the rooms full?”

“No,” Lorin replied. “We currently only have fifteen and not twenty kids. We have them together according to age.”

Lorin led us through the door on the right, which opened to the kitchen, dining hall, and a small gymnasium. “The place holds everything kids could need to live a normal, healthy life,” Lorin said as we walked back to the entrance hall.

“Yes, it appears so.” She spoke. “How do you keep an eye on all of them?”

“Well,” Lorin said, glancing at me. I nodded, letting her know it was fine to share this with Joyce. “If you follow me, I will take you to the control room.”

Lorin took us out the other door to the backyard. On one side was a large playground and a pool area on the other. To the back was a reasonably new building we added to the property. Most of the kids were in school. Three little ones were playing in the park and a nurse sat watching them.

We entered the back building, which housed the guards, cleaning staff, and groundskeepers. In the middle of the building was an office. Joyce gasped as we entered. The walls were filled with monitors. Each room, hallway, and section of the yard had a camera. The feed of these came to the central security room.

I had noticed that Joyce was an inquisitive person. Does the security company also work for your family?” she asked, studying the monitors.

“Yes, and all our places have a similar set-up. These kids are important to us and deserve a good life. The cameras ensure no abuse or other bad things can happen.”

Joyce pulled on my arm, stopping in the middle of the backyard. Turning to her, she smiled as she spoke. “You are doing a good thing here.” She lightly kissed my cheek before we headed out to my truck.

As we pulled out, she glanced back. “Are we going home now?” she inquired, putting on her seatbelt.

Grinning, I shook my head. “There is something else I want to show you. But first, I have to go get something.”

“Oh,” she replied. “What do you need to get?”

Grinning wider, I shook my head. I liked her curiosity. So, I decided to keep her wondering. “Wait and see.”

Joyce let out a deep breath as she stared out the window. Soon, I drove us into a parking garage. I headed to the bottom level, where we stored some of our extra vehicles. Once we stopped and got out, an attendee came over. He handed me the two helmets I requested and the keys to my bike.

Nodding at him, I took Joyce’s hand as I spoke. “This way, doll.”

“What’s this,” she uttered as I gave her a helmet. “I didn’t know you ride a bike.”

Grinning, I spoke as I assisted her to put the helmet on. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”

After pulling mine on, I got on the bike and waited for her. Glancing at her, I could see she was unsure of how to get on. “Step on this footrest,” I said, showing her where it was. “Lift yourself and put the other foot over, then sit down.”

As she got on and sat down, I pulled her arms around my waist. “Just hold on; you’re going to be fine,” I added. Starting my bike, I felt her clutching harder. “Relax, it’s not that bad.”

I took it slowly. Pulling out of the parking garage, the sun was bright, but I was expecting it. I stopped and waited. Once my eyes had adapted, I knew she would be fine. I felt her head resting against my back as I drove through town. On the outskirts of town was a nature park, and this was where we headed.

Entering the park, I took one of the mountain roads leading to the top of a peak. There was a camping spot my father had brought us a couple of times. It had the most amazing view.

Stopping at the top, I tapped her leg as I spoke. “You can get off now.”

Joyce slid off the back seat and stood for a moment beside me. “That was amazing,” she huffed as she removed her helmet.

I took it from her and placed it with mine on top of the gas tank. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I replied.

I took out a blanket from the saddle bags and placed it on the ground. “What’s this?” She asked, pointing to it.

Laughing, I spoke softly as I pulled a small picnic basket from the other bag. “I thought we could have some snacks while up here.”

Swaying, she looked at me surprised. “Well, well, look at you being wild and mysterious,” she replied teasingly.

“Oh, doll, you’ve only barely seen the surface,” I chuckled as I placed the basket on the edge of the blanket.

As I took her hand and helped her down, I noticed a glint in her eyes. “Oh, is that so?” she questioned. Her expression was a mixture of innocence and curiosity. “So, you’re not the big bad wolf; you’re the big bad softy?”

I laughed as I sat down next to her. “Only for you, sweets,” I whispered, kissing her cheek.

She smiled and looked out at the mountains below. I loved seeing her so happy. Taking out the strawberries, I noticed her smile widening. When I placed the bottle of whipped cream next to it, Joyce giggled. “And that?” she inquired, raising her brows.

“I’ve heard that it is the new trend for dates,” I replied. Picking up a strawberry, I covered it in cream and held it out for her. I watched as she leaned forward. Feeling her lips on my fingers, I had to close my eyes and savor the moment.

A flaming heat shot through my body. Opening my eyes, I stared at her. I wanted to pull her into my arms and make love to her. But this wasn’t what I had in mind. Biting down on my lower lip, I inhaled, calming my emotions.

Joyce also picked up a strawberry and covered it in cream, holding it out to me. As I opened my mouth leaning in, she moved quickly covering my nose in cream. “Really,” I huffed picking up the cream. Aiming it at her face, I pressed down on the button.

Joyce laughe,d covering her face with her hands. I sprayed some on her hands and then down her neck to her cleavage. Placing the bottle down, I pulled her closer, licking the cream from her neck. She burst out laughing as I tried to lick up all the cream.

Once she stopped laughing at me, I took her hand and helped her up. “Where are we going now?” Joyce asked.

I collected the towelettes and handed them to her. Once she had finished cleaning herself, I took her hand.

“Somewhere special,” I said, leading her down a narrow path on the cliffside. It didn’t take long for us to reach the opening. Stepping into the small flower patch, I heard her gasping behind me. It was a small part of the cliff that wasn’t visible from the top or bottom.

It was about three meters wide and two meters long. But it was covered in a thick green moss covered with pink, white, and purple flowers. It was truly something to behold. I stepped sideways pulling her to stand before me. I stood behind her, embracing the woman who had changed my life.

The sun was setting quickly as we stood there. I had not felt such pure contentment in a very long time. I knew we belonged together. In the distance below, we could see the city as it started lighting up. Hugging her tightly to me, I placed my head on her shoulder.

“There are no words to describe this,” Joyce whispered. She moved her head to the side, and I couldn’t resist. I instantly kissed her neck. Joyce breathed out deeply as I kissed her shoulder and then her neck again.

Joyce turned in my arms, staring into my eyes. I could see her softness coming through. She stood up on her toes, taking my face into her hands, and tenderly kissed me. I felt sparks flying around us as I lifted her, returning her kiss.

She was the most precious thing on earth. Lowering her, I kissed her cheeks, eyes, and neck. She giggled as I kissed her shoulders, moving down to her chest. Joyce pulled my face back up. This time, her tongue explored my mouth as she kissed me.

I felt a faint sting as she bit my bottom lip and pulled it softly. This lit the fire within me as my dick reacted to her touch. My sexual desire took over. Taking her hand, I pulled her along as I headed back up and into the forest.

Joyce pulled back softly after a short distance. “What’s wrong? Why are you suddenly so hasty?” she huffed.

Glancing around, I was sure we were deep enough in. I picked her up into my arms, kissing her hard. I felt her legs wrapping around my waist. I flung her around, gently pushing her up against a tree. She kissed me with strong intent as my hand moved to unbutton her shirt.

Stepping back, I laid her down in a patch of lush green grass. Her fingers moved quickly to undo the buttons on my shirt, which I pulled off without hassle. Looking down at her in the grass, I couldn’t believe how lucky I was. She was an angel, and she was mine.

After unbuttoning her pants, I pulled them off as her fingers drew tantalizing lines across my chest. Getting up, I made quick work of my shoes and pants. Joyce lay watching me, licking her lips. I felt like I was about to explode as I lowered myself back between her legs.

Sitting on my calves, I started at her thighs, moving my fingers over her velvet skin slowly. As I moved over her stomach up to her breasts, she gasped, closing her eyes. I gave each breast a tender squeeze and a kiss before sucking her nipples.

Joyce squirmed with every move I made. I placed wet kisses down the center of her body, moving towards her pussy. Her breathing became hard and quick. I licked her pussy, wetting it nicely. “Oh, baby,” she breathed out as I lowered myself onto her inserting my dick slowly.

We were a perfect match. Every time I moved in and out, my body felt like it was melting as ecstasy rushed through me. Keeping myself up on my arms, I stared into her eyes as I moved. Joyce bit her lower lip, smiling.

Being outside, one with nature, brought a magical feel to our melding. There was scurrying in the bushes to our side, and a small animal pushed its head through. Joyce laughed, seeing it looking at us.

“Am I dreaming?” she huffed.

“No,” I breathed out, leaning down. “You are so perfect, Joyce.”

She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist as her breathing became jagged. Pushing my hand in under her, I held her firmly as I turned, placing her on my lap. The transition was smooth and without losing a beat.

Holding her ass with both hands, I lifted and lowered her onto me. Joyce lightly scratched my back as she leaned back. Her fingers came over my shoulders and down my chest. I shivered as new sparks traveled through my body.

Feeling her push at my chest, I lay back as she brought her feet in against my sides. She rode me slowly, moving her fingers up and down my chest. My breathing was now also rushed as I felt my muscles tense and release.

Grabbing her hips, I started increasing the pace. Joyce flung her head back as she moaned with pleasure. She placed her hands on her stomach and trailed delicate lines up over her breasts, moaning as she went.

She was making me want her even more as she brought her hands back down. I felt my body shaking and knew I was about to come. Lifting my legs, I bounced her on top of me, feeling myself penetrating her all the way.

Joyce leaned back as she screamed, shaking and shivering. I felt her cum all over me and released. Pulling her to me, I hugged her tightly as I whispered. “You are more than perfect.”

Pushing up softly, she rolled off me and lay in my arms. Looking up at the sky, we saw fireflies. “Just like these light up the sky, you light up my world, doll,” I added, kissing her forehead.

I wanted to stay there forever but knew we had to return to life.

After a minute or two, Joyce sat up and glanced at me over her shoulder. “So do you,” she whispered, smiling.