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Where They Belong - Chapter 12.
🕑 Added 2024-06-20 14:30:01 +0000 UTCEleanor’s grand mansion exuded power and sophistication. The white limestone was pristine and regal against the lush backdrop of sweeping emerald lawns. The finely manicured grass was a luxurious carpet, rising and falling in harmony and flow. Decorative hedges bordered the imposing granite driveway, and classical white marble sculptures of stunning winged angels drew the eye. Broad steps led to the mansion’s grand entranceway, framed by an intimidating neo-classical portico with towering Greco-Roman columns and an oversized double door crafted from the finest dark mahogany.
Eleanor was a multi-millionaire, living life better than a god, enjoying every luxury her money deservedly afforded her. Cindy, by contrast, possessed less than nothing. Still, she was grateful every day for the privilege Eleanor had bestowed by destroying her life and forcing her into inescapable debt.
Everyone had gathered outside to welcome Eleanor’s husband, Nicholas Noble, home from his business ventures in Monaco.
Eleanor wore a black, long-sleeved bodysuit that was tucked seamlessly into high-waisted black jeans. The ensemble fitted snugly around her curvaceous figure, elevating her bosom, hips, buttocks, waist, and legs. Her nipples subtly showed under the stretchy material of her bodysuit, and the key to Cindy’s chastity intentionally fell over her bosom on a gold chain. Her Gucci calfskin ankle boots, gold buckle statement belt, hoop earrings, and diamond-encrusted Rolex complemented the allure and power emanating from every aspect of her flawless form.
There was not a doubt in Cindy’s mind that this Nicholas must be something special if Eleanor allowed him to touch her divine body.
His sleek Aston Martin Rapide AMR with tinted windows and a personalized NOBLE1 front license plate roared up the driveway, making his presence known by disturbing the serene tranquility with his V12 engine.
He parked ahead of the grand fountain where a marble Venus rose gracefully from the crystal clear water. Her flowing drapery clung to her body, revealing her nipples. One arm was raised above her head, and her bosom was pushed forward in a display of sexual arrogance. As Cindy stared closer into Venus’ face, she realized it was Eleanor. The symbolism was clear. Eleanor had usurped Venus as the new, true goddess of beauty and desire.
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