Novels by D_huney

CalebI found Amber’s fucking boyfriend social media pages- Facebook and IG.Shan had let the name slip at the bar and that was all I needed to get the bastard.Why am I pissed? Because the idea of this simpleton touching my darling Amber is enough to almost make me want to murder him.Dave Sanders. Age 29. A digital Strategist at STG Advertising Agency. Brown eyes, blonde hair and a body that says I would easy defeat him in a hand-to-hand combat. His page was the epitome of boredom but right now, I’m staring at a selfie picture of his hand around Amber and both of them are grinning. While his smile is authentic, I can’t help but linger my attention on Amber. The sides of her lips are lifted into a smile but it doesn’t reflect in her eyes. The picture made me feel like Dave was more invested in the relationship than Amber.Was she happy? Does she love him as much as he does?I think back to our brief encounter against the kitchen wall and how she moaned my name- like she missed feeli

AmberNothing spoils your mood and possibly your day faster than ‘the boss wants to see you now.’As I trudged towards Juanita’s office that morning, my brain ached with questions I didn’t have answers to. What did I do this time? What does she want to say to me?It was a Monday morning, and my mum always said that what happens on Monday determines how the rest of the week will go. The fact that I’m starting my week in Juanita’s office makes me frustrated in advance.The familiar scent of vanilla and lemon welcomed me in Juanita’s office, and I strode forward until all that separated both of us was her office desk.Her wavy black hair was loose today, and her peach colored shirt clung to her skin and outlined her boobs. It was the type of shirts she loved to wear, tight. Her face was caked with makeup, well defined brows and valentine-red lipstick. According to rumors I heard, she did surgery on her lips to make them fuller.“You called for me?” There was no need to beat around the bu

Caleb's POV Madeline Grant was right on time. Not a minute late, or a second earlier.She strutted into the restaurant with practiced grace and approached my table with a tight smile.Her pink tweed suit complimented her pale skin and her neck was adorned with three layers of pearls that matched her earrings. Her bleached blonde hair was packed into a tight bun that made me flinch at the little at the type of pain she could be enduring. She had high cheekbones, a slender nose and the faintest eyebrows I have ever seen. Her dentition was perfect and her eyes were the faintest shade of grey.Frankly speaking, nothing about her physical appearance sparked my interest or attention.“Hello,” her voice was even as she stretched her arm for a handshake. “My name is Madeline Grant.”“It’s nice to meet you, Madeline. I’m Caleb.” I willed a polite smile on my face as I accepted her handshake.“Caleb Bancroft,” her voice carried awe. “Your mother is a lovely person.”I smiled in appreciation a

Caleb's POV“Leave now, Amber. Or I will bend you over that kitchen counter and fuck that pretty pussy of yours until you forget about your boyfriend.”Those were the last words I said to her before she bolted out of my house yesterday. If she had stayed, I would have kept to my words and I wouldn’t fucking regret it.What a shocker it was to me when I woke up to see Amber’s beautiful face, sleeping so peacefully that I was scared to move and make a sound in case she woke up.She was still breathtaking, and her curves, fuck. It was visible, even in the jeans she wore. Her hair used to be longer in high school but now, it was shorter- fuck, I didn’t care. The mere sight of her on that bed triggered my morning erection.When she opened her eyes, I held my breath. It still affected me, even after five years. Her amber colored eyes still pinned my body and almost controlled my soul. It was why I sent a pathetic breakup text instead of doing it physically because I wouldn’t be able to do i

Amber's POV As Dave spoke, my mind kept on drifting to the intense session Caleb and I had that morning. I could still taste him, even after eating jam donuts. I could still feel my skin hot from his touch, even after taking a long cold shower at home.I should’ve have sex with him.The thought was so unexpected that I had to take a gulp of my coffee to drown it. What happened that morning was a one-time thing and a mistake. It was never going to happen again. “…turns out they were both making out secretly and kept it a secret.”“What?” I almost choked on my coffee. Who was making out? Did Dave know what happened between Caleb and me?Dave raised a brow. “Uhm, yeah they did. Gil and Linda.”“Oh.” I relaxed and leaned into the comfort of my chair.“And you know, I’m betting on them. They’ll both have cute little blue-eyed children.”“What?” I blinked and an image of Caleb’s electric blue eyes popped in my head.“Amber, are you okay?” Caleb’s face was full of concern, his brown eyes s

Amber's POV “Sir,” I nudged an excessively drunk Caleb. “Sir, please get up, you’re drunk.” The only response I got was a groan. I looked around, nobody was paying us attention but with each passing moment, my anxiety grew. I was already exhausted from work, but seeing Caleb passed out like this made me extremely concerned. What was he thinking about?I squatted down and tapped his back softly, yet as urgently as I could. “Caleb,” I whispered frantically while looking at his face.His face that once upon a time, I could never get tired of staring at.“Is anything the matter, Amber?” I spun to see the assistant manager eager for an explanation.“I don’t know,” I rose and dusted my jeans. I had changed out of my uniform. “He’s passed out.”The assistant manager studied him and then the two empty bottles of wine. He shook his head with sympathy and tapped on his back. “Sir,” he called. “It’s time to go home, you’re passed out.”Caleb only stirred and turned his head to the other si