APHRODISIA
Synopsis:
Zara Parkinson has only one agenda for the night; Lose her virgin status.
She meets a man named Marcello and he shows her just what it is she has been missing out on , her entire life. Two months later, she finds out she is pregnant.
Marcello Andres is faced with an ultimatum; get married or get disinherited. A woman comes to him, claiming he is responsible for her pregnancy. With the threat looming over his head, will he make an opportunity out of this crisis?
Excerpt:
The man before me levels me with freezing stare. My limbs shake under his cold eyes.
“ Miss Parkinson, is it? You said you’re pregnant?”
“ Yes”
“ And I’m responsible for it?”
Had he not been listening to me the whole time?
“ Yes”
He smirks. “ That’s not possible, Miss Parkinson”
“But, we met at the club downtown two months ago and we …slept together. It was my first time so I’m not mistaken.”
He slams his palms down on the desk with a loud bang.
“ You can go pin that thing you’re carrying on the rightful owner because that is not me. I had a vasectomy, Miss Parkinson”
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Chapter: Chapter FortyZaraI throw on a pair of leggings and a large t-shirt. I almost didn’t go downstairs on Marcello’s request. I mean, who’s he to boss me around? But, my grumbling stomach became a motivation. I could quickly pop into the kitchen and grab a bite. Maybe listen to what he has to say in the process. Not that it’s important anyway.I meet him sitting in his usual position at the head of the table, surrounded by an array of mouthwatering dishes. Damn, Julio has outdone himself again. I look around the kitchen to catch a sight of him but I don’t see him anywhere. “ Julio’s not in. I sent him home early”I look around the table again. If he went home early, when was he able to make all these?“ I ordered the food”I raise my brows at him. That’s surprising.“ What’s the occasion?”“ Well, Julio told me you always wanted to try Indian dishes, so I got you some.” Julio and his big mouth.I pull the seat at the other end of the table to get as far away from Marcello as possible but he stands up
Last Updated: 2024-12-19
Chapter: Chapter Thirty NineZaraThere’s something heavy pressing down on my belly. Does my baby already weigh so much? I try to turn on to my side but the weight would not budge. I open my eyes in panic and look down at my belly, coming face to face with a mop of dark hair. My first instinct is to scream as loud as I can. So, I scream until the head of hair raises itself.“La chingada! ¿Qué onda es todo este escádalo tan temprano?” ( fuck! What is all this noise so early in the morning?)The owner of the head rises to his full height, rubbing sleep from his eyes and then he stretches in a way that has my heart beating rapidly. He’s shirtless, in nothing but the pair of slacks he had on yesterday, slightly unbuttoned. But that’s not the part that almost has me hyperventilating.It's the very large and obvious tent in his pants that has my eyes glued to him. The tent starts moving until it is right in front of me. “ I said , my eyes are up here, Sugar”That snaps me out of it. I stare at him, willing myself to
Last Updated: 2024-12-19
Chapter: Chapter Thirty Eight MarcelloSomehow, the drinks tonight do not do much to calm the turmoil within me. In the last thirty minutes, I have nearly emptied the bottle of whiskey before me. Someone slides onto the stool beside me. It’s Mike. He drags the bottle towards himself and signals the bartender for a glass. “ I knew you’d be here”I cut him a side glance “ I never told you I was coming here. So, how did you find me”A ghost of a smile tugs at his mouth and he raises his glass to his lips and takes a sip. “ Let’s just say I have my ways”I squint at him and he chuckles. Knowing Michael, there’s something going on in his life that I do not know about. Yet. But, there's never a secret between us , so he’ll definitely tell me when he’s ready . Besides, I’m already in a shitty mood and do not need any of his lecturing at the moment.We sit in silence for a few minutes until he breaks the silence. “ Is there something going on ?”I raise my head from the glass I have been nursing and start to respond but
Last Updated: 2024-12-19
Chapter: Chapter Thirty Seven Marcello acted the perfect gentleman the entire night. He cut my steak , filled my glass and even gave me a peck on the lips outside the restaurant, after our dinner. Completely lost in the moment, I made an irredeemable mistake. What did I do ,you ask?Patience, dear reader.Marcello didn’t drive us back. He called for a driver because he had a few glasses of wine over dinner. Since someone else was driving us, Marcello and I sat in the backseat. He was still so carefree, lightly patting my thighs every now and then, even offering me small smiles. Smiles I thought were sincere . That’s why I let go of my senses for a minute and said. “ I went to the doctor’s last week, yunno”He hummed in response, his head leaned back on the headrest. I should have stopped there but no, I didn’t.“ The doctor said something funny.” I chuckled to ease some of the awkwardness that I was feeling. “ The doctor said we need to have more sex, because it will help the baby. Pfft… funny right?”But, he did
Last Updated: 2024-12-04
Chapter: Chapter Thirty SixZaraThe realization hit me like a train wreck. The realization that I was giving away too much, reacting too much, contrary to what was in my head. As I followed Marcello to the diner two mornings ago, I made up my mind to not let him get to me and to not give away too much through my expression. But , I failed.I can’t believe I sat there pouting and crossing my arms like a petulant child. It dawned on me the minute he mentioned the contract and I realized just how ridiculous I was being. Being so unguarded before Marcello was a wrong move . I am not friends with him. He died not deserve to see my vulnerability. We are NOT friends.Today, he decided that, in a bid to keep up with our ruse to mislead the paparazzi, we should go out on a ‘ date’. A little too late for that, if you ask me. I thought the order was dating, marriage , then sex. But we did it the other way round.My phone chimes with a message notification. It is Marcello , letting me know he’s downstairs. He’s early. We d
Last Updated: 2024-12-04
Chapter: Chapter Thirty FiveMarcelloBringing Brenda back home was a dick move on my part but a part of me wanted to prove that I was uninterested in the woman I currently cohabit with. It was an impulsive move, one I clearly didn’t think through. It didn’t dawn on me until I saw her standing outside my room , with hurt in her eyes. She tried to mask it but I’ve come to know the little cues about her.Then I double fucked up by my words to her . After I left her room, I stood outside her door for a while, listening for any activity from within. Minutes passed and I almost left, when I heard the unmistakable sound of crying. Zara Parkinson acts like she’s so tough every other day but she actually cried. It made me feel like a little bitch.To make matters worse, a picture of me and Brenda has been circulating the internet all day. I was working late into the night when Michael called and almost bit my head off. I managed to calm him down , to get him to help me out with PR but he only said “ You’re on your own”
Last Updated: 2024-12-03
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