Malcolm Everything felt void and empty. The house felt so lonely without Noelle in it.When she was around, we hardly spoke, but at least I still felt her presence.I let out a long sigh as I walked back upstairs. I had been roaming around the house for as long as I could remember.I was fucking restless and it felt so empty without her. I wanted her back.I really underestimated myself, I thought I would be fine without her but I was fucking wrong. That woman had worked her way into my heart and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't get her off my fucking head.I was getting fucked up.“Fuck.” I ran my hands through my disheveled hair as I walked into my room. My phone that was sitting in a cupboard was vibrating, but I totally ignored whoever was calling. I placed the call on silent earlier. Millie just won't stop calling.Ignoring her as usual, I picked up the pack of cigarettes that was beside my phone.Bringing a stick to my lips, I brought out a lighter from my pocket and
NoelleI drove my car into Dad's company. I packed at the parking lot, before stepping out of the car.Xander had already prepped me on everything I needed. I was wearing a skirt and a blouse with heels. Damn! Skirts felt so uncomfortable.And the heels? Kira had to give me some lessons on how to walk in them, so I wouldn't fall.I've not really been to Dad's company, so I hardly knew my way around.I followed the directions Xander gave me and went straight to meet him.“Finally.” I breathed out in relief, stopping by Xander's door. I knocked on the door and he replied a few seconds later.“Come in.” I opened the door and went into the office. He was seated on a chair with a cup of coffee in front of him.“Hi, Uncle Xan.” I waved as he smiled at me.“Noelle, have your seat.” He motioned and I sat on the chair just in front of his desk.“I already have a spot for you.” He disclosed and a smile formed on my lips.“It's in the accounting department.” He added and I mouthed an ‘o’. That w
Noelle My head was a hassle throughout work, no matter how I tried, I couldn't get my head off the text that I received.RUN ALL I CAN? The more I thought about it, the more and more I became more confused and scared. I have spent just three days in New York and haven't made any friends, so how???The number was from a private number, making it untrackable, after so much thinking, I decided that it was probably a mistake. Or so I convinced myself to believe to feel better.The day passed in a blur and my eyes were still fixed on the computer when I heard a tap on my table. I lifted my head to see Hayden standing there with a smile on his face.The guy had been so nice to me, he made sure to put me through a few things after he came back from his presentation, took me out for lunch, and showed me around, all the while Taylor kept glaring at me. To hell with her. We were definitely not going to get along. I already saw it coming.“Aren't you going home, workaholic?” He teased me as I
Noelle “And we fucking got nothing!” Kira grunted kicking the tires of my SUV angrily and she grunted in pain afterwards.“To hell with them!” I raised my middle fingers towards the cops’ building before sliding into the driver's seat angrily.We got nothing. I reported to the cops about the so-called messages I had been getting and they didn't even help one bit.I had to leave work early, received eyes-threatening gazes from Taylor only to get nothing.According to them, the person used a burner phone which couldn't be traced and there was not enough proof that I was being stalked.They concluded that someone was toying with me.Excuse me???“We should probably let Uncle Xander know,” Kira suggested and I quickly waved her off.“No, no one should know. Especially not my parents.” I stated.“It took a lot of persuading before they allowed me to come to New York. Dad will personally drag me back to The Pack if he finds out.” I explained and she totally understood my point.Kira did no
Noelle “Kira, come on-” I tried to grab my friend yet again but she slipped past me and began to dance to the music, jumping and screaming. She was high.“Kira!!” I yelled through the loud music. I couldn't even hear myself, how would she hear me? The club was filled with people who were drunk and dancing like they'd lost their minds. My best friend was one of them.She was about to slip away in another direction when I ran after her and grabbed her by her wrist.“The hell!!” I hissed, dragging her out of the club. Why was she even high? Human drinks were not supposed to make us that tipsy. Did she take something else?“Lea-ve me alone. I want-tuuu Dan-ce.” she slurred as I began to drag her out of the Club. If I knew she was going to get herself this drunk. I would never have agreed to come or even allow her to leave the house.“Cone on Kira. Let's go home.” I grunted and she began to struggle with me. She was not giving in, was she?“Hey!!” I yelled, landing a slap on her ass chee
Noelle A lot of things were going through my head. A lot of fucking things that I couldn't even seem to comprehend. Fuck! I got home the previous night, feeling so scared for myself. I was being followed. Someone was following me. I had a stalker and I didn't even know who he was.He had not posed any threat so far, but that did not change the fact that I was scared. Who knew what the bastard was up to?“Drink up,” I said to Kira, dropping a cup of hot coffee in front of her. It was such a hassle taking her home and putting her to bed. She puked on me twice after we got home and I had a hard time bathing her and putting her to bed.“Thank you,” she mumbled innocently as she collected the cup of coffee while I sat in front of her. The dining table was the only thing between us.“I'm-” She began but one look from me was enough to shut her up. Instead, I asked.“What were you sorry about?” it was regarding whatever she was blabbing about last night when she was drunk.“Nothing.” she sh
Noelle “Fuck.” I muttered under my breath, typing noisily on my laptop. Weariness was an understatement for what I was feeling right at that moment.I was tired of everything that had been going on. I had even decided that if it went on, I would call Dad. I did not want to trouble them. That was why I was having second thoughts calling them.Dad and mom would freak out if they found out that I had a stalker, who kept sending creepy messages and then sent dicks of the men that harassed me as gifts.What kind of twisted person was he?“Noelle!!” A loud voice rang in my ear and I jolted out of my thoughts. I lifted my head to see a glaring Taylor.“What?” I asked in an annoyed tone.“What are you thinking about?” She snapped at me, venom in her voice.“I told you you have to get the data ready before noon, but you're busy zoning out. If you're not fit for this job, quit.” She fired at me. I was about to give her a befitting reply when Hayden butted in.“Stop yelling Taylor.” He scolded,
Malcolm She fucking left for New York and I fucking thought that I could live without her. I was wrong, I couldn't.I wanted Noelle back, so I did what I had to do, I chased her.I flew to New York the next day after I met Noah and it wasn't hard to locate her. I followed her around, got a burner phone, and sent those messages. My Mon Fleur was scared.But where was the fun if I didn't scare her a little?I followed her to the club and watched those fuckers mess around with her. I dealt with them afterward. I also broke into her house and her car. I covered my tracks so well that she wouldn't even be able to catch a scent.“It can-n’t be-ee.” She stammered still struggling under my hold. My dick twitched each time she grinded her ass against mine. Fuck, I was hard.“Yes, it is,” I smirked and she finally stopped struggling as she said through gritted teeth.“Let me go.”“If you try to run, I'll drag you back with your hair.” I threatened, letting her go slowly. She immediately turned
Noelle I moan into my pillow as I wake up the next morning. My whole body ached, like literally everywhere. Sex with Malcolm was like discovering new things, like discovering new places in my body that I didn't even know existed. “I'll see if we can meet up, later. In the evening. What do you say?” I heard Malcolm's voice. That was what woke me up in the first place. The sound of his phone ringing.“Send me the address. See you.” I heard a beeping sound after he ended the call. The bed fumbled and I felt his hand around my naked waist under the bed covers. He cleaned me up after fucking me last night. I was too tired to keep my eyes open, but I could feel the softness of the wet cloth on my body before I fell into a deep slumber.I don't know why, but I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. I felt his hot breath on my neck, his hands on my pussy which he began to stroke slowly with his finger. Feeling his hot breath and his skin on mine already got me wet in a matter of se
Malcolm A moan escaped my lips, the moment she wrapped her hands around my neck, kissing me hard. I kissed her back, hungrily and dirty like I wanted to take her breath away.She groaned, changing her sitting position from the bed to my lap, so she could straddle me. “No panties?” I raised a brow at her the moment she sat on my lap. I could feel her wetness as she sat on me. She was waiting for me to fuck her after all.“No one said I was obligated to wear them and I just saved you the stress of ripping them.” She smiled, leaning forward seductively to kiss my chin.“I never asked you to do that and you love it when I rip them off,” I stated, my lips finding their way back to hers, I always got her new ones. I've seriously lost count of how many I've torn. So I got her new designer panties. She tasted so fucking good. Kissing those delicious lips, seemed to taste even better every day.“I’m going to fuck your ass, while you ride on my fingers, baby,” I mumbled in between the kiss a
NoelleThe moment we got home, Malcolm ushered me to the shower where he helped me wash up, after that he dressed me up and carried me to bed, asking me to sleep.Well, I didn't sleep almost immediately. I brought out my phone to call my Dad. He was still very displeased, but I assured him that I was fine and all. He finally calmed down and asked me to call him if anything came up. I know Malcolm would not hurt me. He won't. He loved me as much as I loved him, and things would get much better, now we've accepted each other's feelings.After putting me to bed and saw that I was not sleeping. He made me dinner and fed me. We actually fed each other. He left just thirty minutes ago with his laptop, saying he had office work to deal with.I still didn't sleep, because I was not feeling sleepy at all. After playing some levels of Candy Crush, I decided to go online and my eyes caught an article ‘ HOW TO MAKE HIM FEEL LOVED.’ Curiosity got the best of me, and I decided to check it out.I b
Noelle “Why?” Malcolm asked after I requested to see Mykel. “Because I want to.” I mumbled clutching my purse. He was going to take me there, to see the bastard that has caused me so much pain. That was if Mykel was still alive.My eyes squinted, “is he even alive?” “Yes, I've not killed him yet.” “Good.” I flashed a smile at Malcolm. I knew Dad was still angry, he might have left, but he was still angry. Mom would calm him down and I'd call him later to talk to him.“Let's go.” I gestured at Malcolm as we began to walk towards the door.“I'm coming with you guys,” Noah announced gingerly as I glared at him. “No, you're not.” I rolled my eyes as Malcolm and I began to walk out the door.“Yes, I am.” He insisted, walking behind us. I said nothing to him afterward. I didn't have the time and strength to start arguing with Noah, so I just let him come along with us I already knew that Mykel was kept in my father's dungeon. He allowed Malcolm to use one of the cells. We soon arrived
Malcolm I expected all of this to happen. I knew her parents would be pissed at me. Especially her father. I had put myself in their shoes and if I had a daughter as precious as Noelle, I would equally be angry.But seriously, I was repentant. I had realized my mistake that pushing her away never helped. It only hurt her and I was going to learn from that mistake. No matter what. I won't push her away. We were going to overcome everything together.And did I mention that her father got powerful punches? I broke my nose. Shit.“Noelle, go upstairs now.” He instructed and Noelle glanced at him in surprise.“Dad,” she called in disbelief.“You heard me right? Go upstairs. You won't remain married to him. I'm going to make sure of it.” He stated in a resolved tone. He was angry and meant every word he said.But too bad I would literally turn into a beast when it came to hurting my wife or if someone tried to come between us. I didn't think when it came to Noelle. She was mine and no one
Noelle “That wasn't really necessary.” I uttered in a soft voice a few minutes after we drove away from the attorney's office. Kira took the other car. And Malcolm, he was fucking pissed.“What wasn't necessary?” He asked, diverting his eyes from the road to look at me briefly.“Walking out on Millie. She's your sister.” I pointed out. Millie was insufferable and annoying, but she was still his sister. His family.“So I should have chosen her instead, is that it?” He suddenly asked, gritting his teeth in anger.“No, no. It's just that–” “You don't know my sister Noelle. She won't stop, even if I decide to choose the both of you. So let it be. I know how to deal with her.” He informed me and I slowly nodded. Right, I should let him deal with things himself. He was the only one that would be able to control his sister.We soon arrived home. My parents' house and Malcolm led me out of the car. We walked straight into the house, the guards and maids greeting us as we passed by.We arri
Noelle “What are you going to tell the attorney?” I asked Malcolm while I cleaned myself up with the napkins I found on the attorney's table.“That we're staying married and nothing will change that!” He stated as a matter of fact and I chuckled. I arranged my rumbled dress, followed by my hair.“How do I look?” I asked standing in front of Malcolm.“Beautiful and stunning.” He replied, tucking a strand of my hair away, before using his thumb to stroke my lower lips.“If you keep doing that, we might end up fucking again.” I uttered, licking his thumb.“You know I don't mind.” I smiled, finally pulling away from him. I brought out my lipstick from my purse, which I applied to my lips.“I hope I don't look like someone who got freshly fucked.” We just had sex in an attorney's office. She'd definitely know what went on in her office. And we've kept her outside for like how long?“That's not a problem. They'll know I'm the only one that can make you look this way.” “Shut up.” I said, h
Malcolm I was such a fool for almost giving up on the beauty in front of me. What was I even thinking? Of letting her go? That was the same as embarking on a suicide mission.I gave up on her, but she didn't give up on us. She didn't give up.“Noelle.” I called softly, breaking off from the hug. She lifted her head to look me in the eye.“I'm sorry.” I apologized. I was truly sorry. I was fucking sorry for making her cry and saying sorry wouldn't be enough to make up for the pain I caused her.“It's okay, Mal.” She whispered. “Thank you.” I muttered, leaning in for a kiss. Gosh! I fucking missed her. I missed everything about her.For the days I've stayed without her, a kiss won't simply be able to satiate me, I wanted more. I wanted to feel her again, too bad we were in the attorney's office. That was the only thing, holding me back from ripping her clothes off her body.“Mal,” she called in a raspy voice, breaking off from the kiss.“We should go home. I want to fuck you.” I knew
Noelle I went straight into the attorney's office and saw Malcolm and her waiting there.“Excuse us.” I uttered in an angry voice, referring to the attorney. “Do you want–”“Just excuse us.” I interrupted sharply. She slowly shook her head and left the office.“Noelle.” Malcolm called softly, standing from the chair he was sitting on.“Coward!!” I seethed, slapping him on the face the moment he stood up. His head tilted to the other side, he definitely didn't see that coming.“Noelle, I know you're angry and–”“Shut the fuck up, Malcolm.” I interrupted, slapping him again. I wanted him quiet, so I could peacefully pour out my anger at him.“You're such a fucking coward aren't you?” I smiled, scoffing in disbelief. A man who didn't even know how to accept his feelings. I didn't even care if that was how he was, but I didn't want to keep getting hurt about it.“Noelle, what's going on?” He asked in a low tone, letting out a deep sigh.“A lot of things are going on Malcolm. A lot of th