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 Forty four Marcello smashes his lips on mine in a heated exchange of breath and impatience. I return the kiss with equal fervor, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck, and spreading my legs further to accommodate his weight on me. He was being careful not to smother me but I needed him everywhere. He pauses and we both take much needed breaths. When he looks into my eyes, my stomach does a violent summersault. How is it possible to be so beautiful as a man? If I thought he had dark eyes before, they were even darker now. The intensity of his darkened pools awakens something strange within me. In a breathless daze, I whisper, “ I wonder how your eyes will look from between my legs. " He smirks and I blush in horror. “ I’m so sorry. I don’t know where that came from.” I attempt to avoid his gaze due to the embarrassment I’m currently feeling but he holds me in place by my chin, with his thumb and forefinger. “ You’ve been thinking about my eyes a lot, haven’t you, Sugar?” I try and
Last Updated: 2025-01-21
Chapter: Chapter Forty Three Zara“ If you’re not being a brat,, then why do I want to spank you so bad?”My breath catches in my throat and every train of thought dissipates into thin air. “Wh…what?”He steps close and cages me between his body and the adjoining bedroom door. The heat from his body holds me in a vice grip, threatening to suffocate me if I don’t find air. But, not just any air, I want him to be the air. I crane my neck to look at him and audibly gasp at the intensity of his eyes. His eyes carry promises of things that could damn my soul and have me burning from the inside out but I don’t think I mind. He looks like he is fighting to stay in control of his instincts and for some reason , that excites me. That I am able to get Marcello Andres like this , looking feral like a prey. “ Yes, I want to spank you. When you’re being a brat, when you strut around in those skimpy night dresses that make me see red. I want to spank you until you can take it no more, until your legs are shaking benea
Last Updated: 2025-01-16
Chapter: Chapter Forty -twoMarcello I expected Zara to try to pull something tonight but what I did not expect was for her to stay out so late. I’ve been calling her for the past five hours, since 7: 30 after I got home and didn’t meet her there. The housekeeper, Celine , told me that she left home in the dress I sent, so she thought she was coming to meet me.Numerous thoughts float through my head. Who is she with? What is she doing? Is she safe? I even called Carlotta , in case she went over to my parents’ just to spite me. But, Carlotta said she wasn’t with her and she had no idea where she could be. I have called her number a total of 50 times, if not more. But, each time, I am net with the constant beeping at the end of the line. After I have called her office and her parents, it suddenly dawn’s on me , whom she could be with. Her friends. But, I have no way to reach them. Then, an idea strikes me. Michael picks up on the third ring. “ You better have a good reason for calling me this late, dipshit.
Last Updated: 2025-01-16
Chapter: Chapter Forty-oneZaraAs soon as I woke up this morning , I decided that I have in fact, had enough of Marcello Andres’ annoying me. No more crying myself to sleep over frustration or trying to help him keep his image in front of the media. I’ll show him why I never act out of character.There was a bouquet of white roses outside my room when I walked out of my room this morning. There was a note inside that read: Dinner tonight, 7pm. And that was that. No apologies, no promise to shave his head if he ever offended me again.Don’t get me wrong, the gesture was indeed beautiful but it wasn’t enough to soothe all the anger I have felt in these two months. Marcello Andres is going to have to tender a proper apology to me, even if I have to watch him choke on his overinflated ego.I called the girls on my way to work and we agreed to meet up later in the evening by 7pm.***On returning from work, the first person I run into is Celine with her signature scowl. I swear I’ve never seen the woman smile, s
Last Updated: 2025-01-16
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
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