A Starry Sky of New Possibilities
Hazel
Tuesday finally arrives, and I wake up very early, already excited to call Jonathan. I remember he had mentioned he would have a few days off from work, making this the perfect time to be with him without disrupting his routine.
Before calling him, I checked the entire apartment to make sure everything was in order and safe. I've already informed the doorman about my absence, leaving my contact number and Jonathan's as well, my fiancé. I even took a short drive in my old car since it's going to be parked for a while. Yesterday, I made some notes about things I still need to handle, unrelated to the move, such as my visa, some contracts, and another note with all the questions I have about our relationship to discuss with Jonathan. The list is not short. Finally, I call him.
"Did you fall out of bed, baby?" I check the time; it's still early, and I've already done so much! I ask if
The best bride-friendJonI knew my mother was going to make my life hell, and I wasn't worried for nothing. But she manages to exceed my expectations and is already starting to annoy me even before she arrives.While I'm talking to her on the phone, I notice Hazel standing in the dark staring at me. Nadia has politely moved away, a clear indication that she doesn't want to overhear the conversation and intrude. I can't cope with all the information around me, so I answer my mother half-automatically:- Okay, Mom. Yes, I understand. No, no problem. ... Yes, it's late here - I look at my watch and realize it's almost midnight - but no problem, you were right to call. I'll contact you again tomorrow. Okay. Good night, ma'am.At least her call wasn't so pointless, I have to admit. There had been a change in her departure and arrival times and I really needed to know. She just didn't need to tell
Settling the scoreHazelThere's nothing invigorating about a night's sleep disturbed by memories you don't want to have.I don't want to draw conclusions about what happened yesterday. Or rather, what didn't happen. I really want to end this anguish, this curiosity, and kiss this man right away. Jonathan isn't a bad man; he's English! He is kind but cold, but even in the way he treats his employees, you can see he has character. Maybe he's a bit traditional in some ways, but his sexual tastes are curious and unconventional. I think that's what stirs my libido. He's handsome and sexy; there's no denying that. There's no pretending that I don't want to throw myself into those muscular arms, caress his chest, and kiss his full lips while running my fingers through his disheveled wavy hair. Wow! The curiosity about how he is in bed excites me, but I'm sure he's not exactly my kind of man for a serious relationship. I myself established that
A hot nightJonHazel chooses a Turkish movie. "The Apocalypse of Love". Did she select it because his father was Turkish? Well, it doesn't matter. I sit on the sofa with a bucket of popcorn, already tired from all the tidying up I've never done in my own home. After all, I've always outsourced everything in the name of rest. My work isn't heavy, but it is mentally exhausting. I deal with a lot of people, and people are usually synonymous with problems. On top of everything else, money isn't an enabler, either. The more money you have, the more you become a slave to it. I guess, in a way, poor Omar gave me a well-deserved break at home. When Hazel appears in the living room, her hair is washed and dried, she's wearing shorts and a black T-shirt that makes her breasts pop out of her cleavage. I swear, sometimes I think about losing my plea bargain when this woman is around. I feel like jumping on top of he
Hard test Hazel I can't believe Jonathan didn't like the movie we were seeing to the point of not even seeing the end. I know it's not the kind of masculine movie he's into, but I think he was uncomfortable watching that kind of film with me. I couldn't find a comedy movie, but it was described as a light romance with comedy scenes. Some romance scenes must have bothered him. Somewhere in there, he has a heart. I can feel it. But I'm too tired to think about it now. I just want to go to sleep. He had already dismissed Nadia because neither of us wanted to have dinner after so much popcorn and ice cream. At least, I ate to my heart's content. Tomorrow, I'll definitely have to make up for the excess by working out. I quietly enter his room. The moonlight streams into the room, providing enough illumination for me to move around without bumping into anything. The air conditioning is cold, so I cover myself entirely with the coverlet. Thankfully, it's a large bed with enough space to sl
Rain of kisses Jon Hazel says she's twisted her knee or something, which I don't understand, and that she wants to go to her old room. That way she'll lie down better than with me in bed. Bullshit! I'm a BDSM dominant and so I understand the human mind well. All domination is psychological, so I know the human being well. As I look at her explaining herself, I imagine that she's felt something and is running away from me. But I don't have the mind to argue with her. After that altered list of construction workers, all I can think about is safety. I don't intend to talk to Aziz since I don't trust him very much. I'm going to make some contacts and hire a security company to escort Hazel and me and set up alarms around the house. Except that Hazel keeps talking. She offers to take my mother shopping, but if I know Olivia Wilson, she'll want me along for a while. I haven't seen my mother for a long time. Years, to be exact. I can only imagine how much she misses me. I thank Hazel for th
Butterflies in the StomachHazelIt's boring to stay at home and not being able to do anything I like. I can't even go for a walk; I've been walking inside the whole house for the past few days. When Nadia takes care of cleaning the inside of the house, I go to the pool because the heat is scorching. But everything is dull.It's already Saturday, and all I've been doing in the past few days to occupy my mind is making video calls to my mom and sister. I haven't told them yet that I'm living at Jonathan's house. When Hailey saw me in a different place during the video call, I said I was just spending the day at my boyfriend's house. They both wanted to see him. I had to pretend that he was taking a shower. But next time, they'll definitely want him to introduce himself.I couldn't go out to get my nails done, so I had to make do with the nail polish I have. I'm good with makeup, but nails...Furthermore, I don't kno
OliviaJonI go to my room and slam the door angrily.I'm soaked from the unusually heavy rain in Dubai. It seems that even Allah doesn't want this. Why Allah, Jonathan? You're not even a Muslim. I go straight to the shower to take a hot bath after the cold rain. I'm pissed, frustrated and horny. Fuck! She admits with her whole body that she wants me... Why can't she just accept that and let our choices take care of the rest? I understand that she must have had some rough patches in her life, just like me. It's very difficult for me to have anything more with any girl. Something other than BDSM? It's risky and insecure. There's nothing I value more than security, so I'd better shove these feelings deep down in my chest, inside my liver, and leave them there. Not in my heart, because that would be admitting that she affects me beyond my sexual senses. My liver is better able to process the ingestion of
DECLARED WARHazelI go through sleep multiple times, but I fail to fall asleep. It's already past two in the morning. The excitement of that first kiss, that moment of frenzy, still hasn't left my body. My long-lasting lack of affection and sex disturbs my sleep, and I need to release this energy. I didn't have the courage to succumb to Jonathan's charms, and now I feel unquiet, and I keep reliving that kiss every time I close my eyes. I touch my body slowly, under my clothes, while imagining his hands, as if he were there with me on the bed, exploring my body. In my mind, he is without his gloves because I want to feel all his skin, all the touch of his hands roaming over my body. I reach my clitoris, and it reignites the butterflies in my stomach, an unprecedented sensation his kiss provoked in me. The kiss in bed, the kiss in the rain! I imagine his wet tongue wandering over my body and my breasts, tasting me and kissing me. My excitement is so intense that I quickly reach orgasm.
Chapter 2Dangerous gameAndrewAs if all the hustle and bustle of a teaching hospital wasn't enough, I still have to put up with the presence of the beautiful and insufferable Hailey White. I remember as if it were yesterday that we met at the wedding of one of my best friends and became close on the first night. It's hard to imagine myself with another woman at the moment, since I liked Hailey so much. But I'm a complicated man. I carry on my back the centuries-old baggage of a monarchy that should have ceased to exist in Monaco. I'm the prince and I would have to have duties, but my father understood when I decided to step aside to practice medicine. It's one of my passions. And nothing they do there, apart from spending money for nothing, is a passion of mine.Monaco really is beautiful, a warm country between Italy and France, as small as a city, but so clean and beautiful that it leaves London in last place when it comes to beauty and organi
These 2 last chapters are part of the book 2: Impossible love in London, the story of Hazel White and Andrew Grimaldi, a prince of Monaco. Hope you enjoy these first words.Chapter 1Noble intentionsHaileySats at 78 percent.Blood pressure at 10 x 7. The patient is hypotensive and his saturation is not very good. He's an elderly man who arrived at the emergency room with a head injury. Apparently, according to his relatives, he slipped in the bathroom and, without any support bar, fell with all his might. I report to my superior, Andrew. I take a deep breath. I'm tired of this shift. It's been 24 hours."What should you do then, Miss Hailey?" he asks.I'm standing next to two other fellow residents. Dana, who wears a white scarf even inside the hospital, when in fact, the snow is outside. However, if you look closely, the ice is also coming from Andrew's gaze, which makes everything colder. On my other side i
Epilogue part 2After many battles and trials, the White family has gone through many changes and challenges. Each of the three incredible women in this family has had to survive only with the support of the love they have for each other. Although everyday life continually challenged them, they managed to overcome the problems that arose in their lives without much outside help. From time to time, luck smiled unexpectedly on them. Their strength lay in their family's unity, and that's what the facts showed them. But the true strength of a family is most complete when there is a balance between the nurturing power of the woman and the fulfilling and protective strength of the man. Their story is and will be proof of that balance, even if all that balance comes through a bit of confusion, adventure and ... a certain amount of imbalance and chaos. After all, all chaos will be sublimated, sooner or later, by the power of Love!All we need is Love!Jonathan, the strongest expression of the
EPILOGUE part After the birth of Jason White Turner, Hazel and Jonathan enjoy a few days with their family in London. Of course, it’s not exactly a vacation, as little Jason needs a lot of attention in his first few days of life. It’s not advisable to visit the baby too much in the first few days, so Hazel plans to stay in London for a few weeks until the whole family has had a chance to get to know the newest member of the family.Unfortunately, Jonathan can’t stay as his work is important and requires his presence, so he can’t be away for too many days. He returns to Dubai a week later while Hazel still needs to stay, even so that little Jason can travel safely to Dubai, where he will be raised until the work commissioned by Sheik Mohammed Al-Maktoum is finished. The work is progressing successfully, and without any outside interference, but it still has three long years to go. Jonathan remains dedicated to his responsibilities and strives to meet the high expectations set by his e
Nice to meet you, my name is Jason Part 2JonIn the few days off we have between Christmas and New Year's, we take the opportunity to do some sightseeing on our own. Hazel hadn't yet been to the museum of the future, or the parks she was so keen to visit, such as the Miracle Garden and the Butterfly Garden. I confess to myself that I've never had time to visit these places because of all the problems I've had since arriving in this wonderful city. The beauty of these places is immense. In the Butterfly Garden, you can enter and interact with hundreds of butterflies of various species. Everywhere there is a picture of the Sheik. Plants come down from the ceiling and there is a wide range of plants on the floor too. Butterflies are everywhere. When I see that it's just as beautiful as other places we've visited, I pull out my cell phone to take some pictures of my wife interacting with the butterflies. If it had been my eight"year"old self, I
Nice to meet you, my name is Jason Part 1JonI believe Capri is the perfect destination for Hazel to experience the beauty of the Gulf of Naples. One of the highlights of this island is the mesmerizing Blue Grotto, where the sea radiates a stunning blue hue. It's an incredible experience to dive into the cave from one side and emerge from the other.I am genuinely thrilled to show Hazel all the wonders of the world that she may have never even imagined. There are countless things to explore on Capri, and I want to open her eyes to these hidden treasures. Despite any past challenges, I am committed to giving her the opportunity to experience incredible sights she may have only dreamed of.We stayed at the Punta Tragara hotel, in the villa of Tragara, on the island of Capri. I've never been to the hotel, but from the website, it looked beautiful for a honeymoon. Hazel looks at everything, notices everything. It's still early and the architecture and decoration of the place really impre
Unconditional love part 2HazelTime flies and I spend most of my time taking care of my body with light exercises, preparing for the last semester of my pregnancy. The exams are fine, and I’m just reinforcing my health and my son’s with some vitamins recommended by the doctor. The new weight of my body and the natural tiredness of pregnancy make me sleep more than usual. And Jonathan is always careful and delicate when we are having sex. It looks like our dungeon room will be closed for a few more months.Everyone knows that winter, which is already upon us, is the best time to work in Dubai, as the temperature is very mild, around 20 degrees Celsius, and Jonathan’s project is developing in an unexpected way. Of course, it takes a lot of work, but new funding is also driving the project forward. Christmas comes quickly, along with the news of my mother’s cure. The tumor is gone and all that’s left now is to follow up every six months. The recovery of my m
Unconditional love part 1HazelRight after my dance with Jonathan, I ask the women to gather around because I’m going to throw the bouquet. I notice that there aren’t many single women at the party, but my sister is among them. I throw the bouquet and, but it seems I’m very bad at aiming, because as I try to get as close as possible to my sister in the group of women, I end up throwing it too far and accidentally hit a group of men around, who are looking curiously at this ancient ritualistic scene. I witness the bouquet being tossed around like a ticking bomb ready to explode. Eventually, it ends up in Andrew’s hands, the noble prince who has aroused my sister’s interest. Not knowing what to do, he quickly throws it forward into my sister’s hands. I don’t know if he did it intentionally, but he could have thrown it to anyone. I can see people laughing, having fun with the situation, but it’s clear that it left my sister speechless, and out of action. Soon afterwards, Alex appro
A beautiful party....and Capri.JonHazel tries to get the golden lion from my hands."My God, it's heavy, how much must be in there?”He smiles."No idea, Sir”It really is a weighty gift. That piece must be worth 1 million dirhams, which in our currency is about 270,000 eur. It's a good present for someone who isn't from the Emir's family. And they were careful to remember Hazel's spontaneous gesture. Lovely. We took lots of photos with the piece, which will go to our home in London."It's dance time! "Someone shouts.I look at my now"wife and see everyone moving away so we can waltz. But that's not quite what I had in mind. The same music that played at the entrance to the church is the music that starts playing at our party. Hazel opens her mouth."Did you ask for this?"Of course.I pull her up and twirl her around, liste