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Chapter Forty-FiveGrace was feeling rather pleased with herself for hiring Avery Bailey to be the new administrative assistant for the New York home office. He was a quick study and eager to please. Plus, he was outgoing and friendly but not overbearing.Mac seemed equally impressed and suggested that they might be able to head to Ireland sooner than later. “I feel better knowing he is Bentley’s nephew. But even if he weren’t, he has been quite the asset here.”Grace smiled. “I couldn’t agree more. So, do you want me to make some tentative travel plans?”“Isn’t that Avery’s job now?” Mac asked, raising an eyebrow.“Oh, well, yes, I suppose it is,” Grace answered. “I will give him the name of the hotel and our proposed dates and get something on the books. We can always postpone if necessary.”Mac nodded. “That sounds good. I have to call Niles and see how things are faring with the new employees in London.”“I already took care of that this morning. Niles said he felt they were making progress and would send us a report on each one next week. He actually sounded less stressed than usual.”“Oh, well, thanks! That saves me time this morning. Any news from other European locations that I should be aware of?”“Max reported that things are going well in Munich, but that the kids keep asking when they can come to America to visit Tante Grace and Oncle Mac,” Grace said smiling as she sipped her tea.Mac sighed. “I suppose we should think about inviting them here some time. You know, I knew many of these men before I acquired their companies. But I really didn’t actually get to know them until you came into the picture. You have a way with people, Gracie. That’s why I think we truly have a shot at this little firm in Ireland. Your combination of knowledge and charm will be just the key to convincing Brendan O’Sullivan to become part of Stewart Enterprises.”“You’re just trying to flatter me so that I will play boss and secretary with you during lunch today,” Grace laughed.“Well, that too. I do enjoy a rousing game of boss and secretary,” Mac said with a grin. “But I’m not just blowing sunshine up your ass, Grace. You have made such an incredible difference in these past months.”Grace shot Mac a seductive look. “I hope you have more than sunshine to blow up my backside.”Mac felt his cock twitch. “Figure of speech, darling. But I’d be more than happy to oblige your need for something thick and hard in your…”“Excuse me,” Bentley interrupted, “I hate to barge in like this, but your mother is here, Mr. Stewart. She is waiting for you in the library and says she has no intention of leaving until she sees you.”“Well, fuck!” Mac growled.“Apparently not, darling,” Grace said, annoyed that Lorraine had rudely waylaid their lunchtime plans. “Shall I go with you to see what’s so urgent that she should show up unannounced? Or do you want to handle her alone?”“I’ll see what she wants,” Mac said bitterly.His mother was the last person he wanted to see, especially since he’d never been happier. He supposed he couldn’t ignore her forever. But that thought had crossed his mind.He walked up the two flights of stairs and headed in to face Lorraine. He found her standing at the edge of the balcony in the library, looking down into the living room.“Your manservant didn’t even bother to offer me coffee Anadolu Yakası Escort or tea!” Lorraine said, whirling around when Mac entered the room.“Hello to you too, mother,” Mac said, ignoring her rudeness. “What do you want?”“I want some goddamn tea!”“Tea is for invited guests, which you are not. So, you can tell me why you’ve shown up unannounced, or you can leave.”Mac refused to sit, nor did he extend the invitation for Lorraine to have a seat. Since she didn’t want him looking down upon her, she remained standing as well.“You’ve never been this rude. Must be that slut that you’re married to rubbing off on you with her bad manners,” Lorraine huffed.“You’re the one who taught me bad manners,” Mac retorted. “Honestly, mother, just spit it out. What do you want?”“I want to know why you haven’t contacted me since receiving your letter from Mimi. I’ve been sitting on pins and needles, wondering when you plan to spill the beans about my big lie. My letter said that your letter explained that Dominic is your father. I thought for sure by now you’d have had it out with Marcus and me for lying to you.”“So, Marcus knew I wasn’t his son?” Mac asked. “That would explain a lot.”“We never discussed it, but he knew, just like he knew that Aislyn wasn’t his child, either. But he wanted children, so we both pretended otherwise,” Lorraine explained.“He wanted children? He never seemed like he gave two shits about us!”“Well, a man wants a legacy, doesn’t he? So, he looked the other way so he could feel like a successful man with a business and a family…”“You are pathetic!” Mac yelled, cutting her off. “I didn’t bother to call you because I feel no need to have any connection with you anymore.”Lorraine turned on the tears. “But I’m your mother!”“You gave birth to me. You were never nurturing as a mother should be. Mimi gave me the love and affection that I should have gotten from you. You were so concerned with keeping up the appearance of being a family that you never bothered to be an actual parent to either of your children. The only reason I had a shot in hell at being a decent person was because of Mimi and Dominic.”“McKinley, please, I just…”Mac whirled to face her again. “You are wretched. You fucked with everyone’s lives, and now you want to play the mother card? Well, I’m not interested. I don’t want anything to do with you or Marcus. He disgusts me, and you’re just fucking pathetic.”“We will cut you out of the will…”“I don’t want or need your money. I have a father who loves me and my wife, and we love him. We are a family. So, unless there is something else you wish to discuss, we are done here.”An ugly sneer came across Lorraine’s face. She opened her mouth to reply, but no sound came out. She picked up her purse and turned to leave.Then she stopped, looked back at her son, and said, “Dominic was a better lover than Marcus, but he wanted things from me emotionally that I wasn’t prepared to give. So, I chose Marcus. Is that such a crime?”“Oh, I’m sure there is a crime in there somewhere, Lorraine. But I’m so tired of all your bullshit and lies; I just want you the hell out of my house.”“Suit yourself, McKinley. You’ll be sorry one day that you threw your mother out of the house like…”“Like you banished your mother?”“My mother Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan was soft and spineless, and I loathed the way she coddled you.”“Does Aislyn know Marcus isn’t her father?”Lorraine’s eyes flew open wide with panic. “You wouldn’t dare tell her!”“Though I doubt she would even care, telling her would mean I’d have to have a conversation with her. So, unless you piss me off, I have no reason to share your shitty secret with her. Bentley will see you out.” Chapter Forty-SixMac left her standing there, stunned. Then he texted Grace.Meet me in my office, Ms. Remy. I require someone who can take dictation.He felt his anger subsiding when she sent a message back quickly.Did you mean dick tasting? Damned autocorrect!Was it any wonder he was crazy about her?When he passed by Avery’s desk, Mac said, “Take messages on any calls for the next hour. I have a lunch meeting with Grace.”“Of course, sir. She’s already in your office.”Mac felt his cock start to swell at the thought of fooling around with his wife while pretending she was his secretary. That Grace was willing to play silly sex games from time to time made him realize what a lucky guy he was to have such an amazing wife.He opened the door to his office to find the back of his chair facing him. He closed the door and locked it.“Ms. Remy,” he said gruffly, using her maiden name to make the ruse seem more realistic, “I hope you are ready to…”He was rendered speechless by the sight of her as she turned the chair to reveal that she was completely naked. She had fashioned her long, red hair into a loose side braid, and her shapely legs were spread wide for him.“Fuck, Grace! What if Avery had walked in?”“I gave Avery strict instructions not to disturb us for the next hour. I told him to hold our calls.”Mac chuckled. “I just did the same.”“Well, then, either he thinks we are in a very important meeting, or he knows we are about to have a nooner,” Grace laughed.“You’re incorrigible!”“No, I’m hot, wet, and needy.”“Mmm, Ms. Remy, scoot back from the desk.”Grace slid the chair back, making room for Mac as he unzipped his pants and sat on his desk facing her.“Now then, Ms. Remy, be a good girl and take my cock out of my pants. Mmm, that’s right, just like that.”Grace complied, looked up at Mac, and batted her eyelashes.“Don’t just sit there, suck my dick, Grace. Suck it like your job depends on it.”“Yes, sir,” Grace said timidly as she leaned forward to take Mac’s throbbing manhood in her mouth.“Ohhh, fuck, Grace! Your mouth feels so good!”Inch by inch, his erection disappeared into her mouth until the tip reached her throat. She moaned and eased back, then took him deeper. Guiding his hands to her head, she encouraged him to push himself in until her nose touched his belly. She slid her tongue down and licked his balls while she devoured him.Thrust after thrust had him ready to burst in minutes. He toyed with the idea of pulling out of her wickedly talented mouth so he could fuck her. But she made him feel so good, so he allowed himself to enjoy this decadent oral pleasure. When he could hold back no longer, he cried out, “Oh, fuck, yes!” as he emptied himself deep into her throat.She swallowed every drop and looked up innocently. “Did that please you, Escort Anadolu Yakası sir?”Mac grinned and moved off the desk. He patted the spot where he’d been sitting, indicating that she should take his place.“Let me show you how pleased I am.”He pried her legs apart and buried his face in her pussy. He slid a single finger inside her while he licked, nibbled, and sucked his sexy redhead to a wave of intense orgasms.“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried out.“That’s right, cum for me again. Cum hard like a good girl!”She did precisely that and squirted her nectar into his mouth.When she finished shuddering, Mac rested his head on her thigh and sighed.Grace smiled dreamily and said, “Now, about that raise…”“I’ll give you a raise,” Mac teased as he stood up and picked her up, planting sweet kisses on her neck. “But it will have to be later. In about ten minutes, Avery is going to start suspecting we were up to no good in here.”Grace wiggled out of Mac’s arms and went into his bathroom, where she’d carefully hung her outfit nearly an hour before. Then she freshened up and came out to find Mac grabbing two bottles of water and a protein bar for each of them.“Next time, I will remember to arrange for lunch before I ravage you,” Mac said apologetically.“No worries, this is plenty for now. So, are you going to tell me what Lorraine wanted?”“She wanted to know why I haven’t contacted her. Her letter from Mimi indicated that she let me know the truth about who my real father is, and it was bugging the shit out of Lorraine that I hadn’t so much as sent her a text.”“She came all the way to New York to ask you that?” Grace asked, frowning.“Oh, fuck no. I’m not worth that much to her. I’d bet money that Aislyn has a show here in the Big Apple, and she tagged along.”Mac opened the door and poked his head out. “Avery, would you come in here for a moment?”“Yes, of course,” Avery answered. “What can I do for you, sir?”“Will you look up whether there are any big fashion shows in town this weekend, please?”Avery chuckled and then cleared his throat when he realized that his boss was serious.“Sir, it’s New York. There are always fashion shows and galas. Is there a specific model you are inquiring about?” Avery asked.“My sister, Aislyn Taylor.”Avery was gobsmacked. “Aislyn Taylor is your sister?”“Yes, unfortunately,” Mac answered dryly before turning to Grace. “She uses her middle name as her last name professionally.”“Ah, maybe that is why I’d never heard of her,” Grace shrugged.Avery’s fingers moved frantically as he searched Aislyn Taylor on his phone.“So, New York Fashion Week is coming up, and Aislyn is slotted to be a part of the Red Carpet Fashion Show in SOHO.”“Bingo. I knew my mother wouldn’t come all this way to see me if there wasn’t another reason for her to be in town.”Grace could see the irritation on his face. She decided a distraction would be the best way to handle things.“Avery, did you get a chance to book those dates in Dublin yet?” she asked.“Yes, Ms. Grace. You are all set in Presidential Suite at The Westbury Hotel in Dublin starting next Monday. Your flight leaves Sunday evening, and you will arrive Monday morning. You have an early check-in. You can change these plans at a moment’s notice if you are not ready to travel yet.”“Oh, no, we are definitely ready,” Grace insisted.“We are?” Mac asked, raising an eyebrow.“Yes, we are. Avery, you feel ready to handle things with us away, yes?”Avery beamed. “Yes, Ma’am!”“Fabulous! We have a few days to go over what I would like you to focus on while we are away. I will touch base with you daily. I know you won’t hesitate to contact me if something should arise.”