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A Deal With Mr. Baron Thirty-Nine: Public Knowledge.
“Damien.”“What are you doing here?” Sofia asked, using a finger to push a strand of hair behind her ears. The sun reflected in her brown eyes and she found herself taking a conscious step back. She was meters away from the roads and a few steps below from where he stood.With his arms against the railings, Damien sauntered towards her.The car tires and noises echoed her ears and were a little louder because of her sudden anxiety. Sofia dreaded the moment that she would face him alone—especially after he came to Salem with her father. She could never comprehend how fast one could detest someone you once loved until it was her story.Until it happened to her.And now when she called his name, and when Sofia looked into endearing eyes that wasn’t so much so, she didn’t feel anything for him.“I was just with your father and he told me you were here. I couldn’t not want to see you” Damien spoke in his signature hoarse voice as his hands slipped into his pockets. She pushed a hard lump
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty: I Love You.
“Aaron!”“Aaron it’s here!” Francesca assumed a sing-song voice as she used her feet to push open the door. She was met with her husband who had paused with a tie around his neck which he knotted. And she hefted the piece of documents she’d retrieved from the mail in her hands.“They got back to us!” Francesca squealed, unable to hide her excitement as she closed back the doors. She tore off seal of the envelope before throwing it to the center table. By the way Aaron looked at her, you could tell he knew the one thing that could get her this excited.And he wasn’t even trying to hide his.This was something they’d waited for the longest time—and something that would bring them several steps closer to finally clinching the inheritance of his father before he passes. Francesca scaled through the papers before letting her palms find her heartbeat.“His name is Diablo” She whispered with a light scoff and Aaron as well as he looked with intrigue. “Is he the donor?” He asked, retrieving t
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty-One: Until The End.
“Sofia” His voice and his brittle fingers gnashing against her cheeks sent an electric sizzle up her body. There was a flash of light behind her eyes as Sofia reluctantly and completely surrendered herself to Oscar’s touch.He pulled off her clothes and allowed it fall to the ground. And then he stood to mount her. She lifted her gaze, moving backwards with her elbow buried into the rumpled silk sheets. She pushed a lump down her throat as he framed her chin and Sofia was faced with the immense desire that pulsated through his veins and glimmered in his stormy eyes.“I want you.” He declared, all that was left between their electric skins being the black brassiere she still wore—the brassiere he was quick to rip off and a shaky breath escaped her lips. “I want you too, Oscar” Her breathes drowned into his ears as her arms wrapped around his neck. She pulled him into her as he crashed his lips for a lasting kiss.It was the hundredth that night but his kiss still felt so refreshing, so
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty-Two: Are You His Mistress?
Francesca’s head fell backwards with her feet raised into the air. Shaky breathes fled her lips as for a moment, her eyes drowsed. Drifting her back into consciousness was Aaron’s hands which held firm around her wrists and she turned with frailty to look at him.“You’ve got this” He muttered above the chattering of the home nurses beneath her. She felt a hand move up her inner thigh and Francesca gasped. Looking down, she met the eyes of the gynecologist that urged her to be still as she grabbed the syringed semen.“It’s going to pinch a little” The nurse warned before sticking her head underneath the blanket that hung over Francesca’s knees. Her legs wobbled a bit in shyness but Aaron grappled her attention to him. When she gazed into his dwindling grey eyes, all she could hear were the echoes of his words the day before.“By tomorrow, we’ll be parents” Aaron said.And as much of a terrible person that Fran was, those words resonated in her and reminded her of the fact that for the
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty-Three: I’m Getting Married, Too.
“Here you go!” With a tainted smile across her lips, Sofia handed the freshly brewed cup of coffee she’d made over the counter to Brenda, who was nearly as enthusiastic as she was.Brenda looked into the cup before spreading a few dollar bills across the table and she returned a smile. “You’re getting better at this, newbie” She commended and Sofia’s eyes sparked as though she craved that much validation from someone she saw only once a day. But then again, it was Brenda—the same Brenda who didn’t like her a few weeks ago when she started because of how many times she mixed up her order.“Really?” Sofia echoed, thrilled to hear that and Brenda rolled her eyes.“Don’t push it, newbie” She turned around and left the queue, she wasn’t going to stop calling her that even if overnight, Sofia turned into an expert. She, on the other hand liked the name and Brenda. She was one of the early morning customers that Sofia looked forward to. Merely a love-hate relationship but Brenda soon began t
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty-Four: Being Good Has Gotten Me Nowhere.
“He’s drunk.” Aaron reached out to him only for Theodore to yank his hand away. “Why is it so impossible that i find a wife for myself huh?” He raised his voice but his eyes set between both Cynthia and Sofia. “Am i not a Baron?”“Or is it because you’re not my mother?” He snarled and a tear rolled down Cynthia’s cheeks. Her face was red and flustered and her lips quivered slightly. “I didn’t say that” Came a whimper from her lips and Sofia remembered the time in the coffee shop where Theo had told her all about his father and how his mother never came back for him.How all his life, he was conflicted over how much a Baron he was and how much he didn’t want all of this but somehow here he was, here he was being the person he claimed to hate. Sofia wiped her tears and realized that the Theodore from the coffee shop was gone and it might’ve been because of her.“That’s enough” Oscar chastised him, seeing how he caused the whole countenance of the room to fall. Theo, with his hands rais
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty-Five: A Dinner To Remember.
“Sofia.”His voice drew her attention towards him and when she turned to face his earnest gaze, she expected him to at least be dressed but rather Oscar arched his brows and held the pregnancy test in his hands. “What is this?” He asked. What it look like?Even she couldn’t fathom the tension-filled moment as words failed her. “Oscar—“ She rather called but he shook his head. “Why did you hide this from me?” He let out a deep exhale from his lips as he tried to drown his racing thoughts. “Are you—““Oscar.”“Are you pregnant, Sof?” He asked the obvious question and her cheeks grew inflamed with embarrassment. “I don’t know Oscar. The truth is i’ve not been feeling well and i’ve not been feeling myself and i just wanted to rule it out. I don’t know” She walked towards him to hold his hands.“The reason i didn’t tell you yet was i didn’t want to make a fuss out of what was not. And if you heard my voicemail, i assumed you’d come back home and then i’d have known the results but—““You
A Deal With Mr. Baron Forty-Six: Back From The Dead.
Emma reached to spike the volume of the radio up as she dashed across the highway. The winds blew dry the tears that dropped from her eyes, swaying her hair from side to side as well. She sobbed to the Pink Floyd song playing on the stereo and shaking her head, Emma reminisced on the past few months with Damien and how she was always never enough.She was near over her first trimester and with his child inhabiting inside of her, she still didn’t know what to do nor where she was going. For a moment, she just wanted out. And this rented car was to take her back to her hometown on the other side of Salem.Just then, her phone rang on the dashboard and it was her mother.Emma had to clear her hoarse throat so she could be audible as she slid across the screen, one eye on the phone and the other on the road. The express was barely busy but there was a building traffic in the distance.“Hello” There was a crack in Emma’s voice as she sniffled.“Are you close?” Her mother anticipated her r
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