Novels by Lheylays

Deianne lets out a huge, disappointed sigh as she stares at the five different pregnancy test kits on top of the sink inside their bathroom. It all yields one result: one red line, indicating that she is not pregnant. She limply sat down on the toilet bowl and cupped her face with both of her hands as another wave of disappointment hit her. It's been three months since they first did the deed. And it's not like it was the only time they did it. They would do it after every failed result. And in the span of three months, she has already tested thrice, and it all says the same. She is not pregnant, though. She heaves another sigh. She's disappointed and frustrated at the same time. Deian

With a softness he never knew he had, Marcus eases his wife's legs apart, sensing the anticipation and want. Lowering his head, he touches her center lightly with his tongue, feeling her shudder again at the touch. Slowly moving in circles, he can feel the tension beginning to build in her body, the shivers racing through her muscles as Marcus runs his hand over her stomach. He builds his wife slowly, his tongue going deep, caressing her gently with broad and eager sweeps, shifting to her below with soft kisses and driving arcs. As Deianne's body tensely moves toward climax, she then reaches down, intending to take a hold of the man's hair and try to prolong the sweet agony her husband is inflicting on her. But a set of hands meets hers, holding them to each side. Their fingers were intertwined as she took a deep breath, feeling the

Deianne is tense; she is so nervous. She keeps on walking back and forth inside their bedroom frantically. She just couldn't calm herself down. But how could you when tonight is the night where she will give her everything to Marcus? After almost two weeks of thinking it through, she finally decided to do it. She is still a little apprehensive, but she knows that this is the only way. As she waited for her "husband", she couldn't help but think back to what transpired from the talk she had with her mom a week ago. *Flashbacks*

"Ahmm, Daniela... can we talk?" Marcus asked the moment they stepped inside their house. They just got home from the party and the Montañez Mansion. On the way home, neither Marcus nor Daniella started talking inside the car. They just stayed silent. But they both know that what has been discussed by their parents is a very important matter, especially for Marcus. "Can I change my clothes into a comfortable one first? I also have to remove my make-up."

The next day, Deianne woke up to find she was alone in their bedroom. A scene from last night suddenly came up in her mind. She can't help but blush, knowing the fact that she and Marcus kissed again last night. She looks at the alarm clock on their bedside table. It's thirty minutes past eight in the morning already. Deianne can hear a laugh from the dining room. It's Marcus' and Hani's voices for sure.So they haven't left yet.She went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth, then walked to the dining room. In the dining room, she can see the man and her cousin are sitting at the dining table while sipping their own cups of coffee.

After a long day of work, Marcus decided to fetch his wife from her workplace. He goes straight to her office. He didn't have any scheduled meetings for the rest of the day, so they already agreed that they would come home together. He finds his spouse sitting in front of the computer looking very serious. "Hey, are you ready?" Deianne looked up, "Hey. I am. Just give me a few seconds." She then turns her attention back to the computer, shuts it down, and stands up from her seat. She walks to the door while Marcus is looking at her blankly.