Guilt. Anger. The emotions Anthony wasn't familiar with before. Not until tonight, anyway. But now they overwhelmed him, all thanks to Faith Williams. He was furious. Furious at himself and angry at her. He never made an impulsive decision like this, but he went through it. In the morning, he woke up feeling even worse. Why couldn't she tell him she was a virgin? He would've sent her home right away. Stupid woman. Her first time was wasted on him. He shouldn't have been so rough with her and treated her like shit, either. This was all wrong. He should've stopped as soon as he realized it was her first time. But desire overwhelmed him, and he kept going. He didn't feel like himself. He was greedy with lust. He felt a rush of electricity running through his veins as her core tightly hugged his member. He wanted to feel her more. He felt his pants tighten as he imagined being inside her again. And her scent... It was sweet, subtle, and beautiful. "Fuck!" he cursed out loud. He w
Faith lay down on the bed, feeling mentally exhausted. Diana was supposed to come back to work in the next few weeks so she wouldn't have to work for Anthony anymore. At least not as his assistant. She could go back to her old position and avoid seeing him around in the office. What a relief that would be. The house felt calm and quiet after her father died. The old man kept it lively by constantly cursing and screaming at her. Maybe she will finally be able to sleep at night. And perhaps her nightmares will stop too? Time will tell. Faith decided to get up and check on Mary. She should be home from school and doing her homework right now. She paused in front of Mary's room as she heard her talking. Was she not alone? Faith knocked on the door. "Come in!" Mary chirped from the other side. Mary was half lying on her bed with her cell phone. "What is it?" "Who are you talking to?" Faith looked at her questioningly. "No one." Faith observed Mary's face closely. Her cheeks were flus
"Sir?" Anthony looked at Faith's terrified expression and suppressed his laughter. Guess she didn't anticipate him saying yes to her spontaneous invitation. "Again, stop calling me Sir. I said I would love to come over and taste your pumpkin pie. Unless you are withdrawing your invitation?" he raised his eyebrows. "No, no, I am not. It's just that I haven't had a visitor in a while, and my house isn't in good shape," Faith said quietly. "Then, good thing I'm not interested in your house. I am interested in your dessert," he smirked. "Oh, okay," she murmured. "What are you afraid of? Are you not good at making a pie?" Anthony looked at her and narrowed his eyes. "No...I'm pretty good at it," she said quietly. "Okay, then. Well? Aren't you going to give me your address?" Anthony leaned over and whispered. Faith looked startled, but then she gathered herself and rummaged in her purse for a pen and paper. She pulled out a pen and tissue paper and quickly jotted down the address be
She had to dig in her closet to find a nice dress to wear at the Christmas party. She didn't like to buy unnecessary clothes or dress up, so she only had a few clothing items. Luckily, she still had the party dress her mom used to wear that looked flattering to her own figure.It was a white, backless midi dress that hugged her body. She didn't like to wear something that showed this much skin, but this was all she had.On the night of the party, she put the dress on. She tied her hair in an elegant bun and put on her mom's pearl necklace. She looked at the mirror and sighed. What was she doing, dressing like that and going to a party like she was a social butterfly? She hated going out and dressing up. If her father was alive, he would've scoffed at her and tell her she looked like a common prostitute.But he wasn't here anymore, so she didn't have to be subjected to his scrutiny any longer. She wondered what Anthony would think of her dress.What the he
"May I cut in?" Anthony DeMarco was standing in front of them with his hand extended."Mr. DeMarco! Yes, of course. You don't mind, do you, Faith?" Mark said quickly."No," her voice was barely a whisper.Anthony placed his hands on her waist and pulled her closer. She put her hands on his broad shoulders, and they slowly moved with the music. He smelled of cologne. Faith wanted to bury her face in his chest. What a crazy thought!"Look at me, Faith," Anthony said in a husky voice.She looked up."I want to apologize for what happened between us," he said.What? Did she hear him co
Anthony looked down at Faith and grinned. She was slightly trembling from the orgasm he just gave her. Gosh, what a beautiful sight that was. He loved to watch a woman come.But then, fear reflected in her eyes as if she remembered the pain he caused her, and his guilt came back.Shit, he needs to fix this immediately."Don't recoil from me like this Faith, I won't hurt you this time," He said gently. He put on the condom and spread her legs. "I'll take my time so just relax," he said and inserted the tip into her and pushed it in halfway.She groaned but not out of pain this time. She wanted him to. "It's okay. I'm okay. You can move," she whimpered.He didn't wait anymore and thrus
At the office, she couldn't look at him directly. But this time, it wasn't because he humiliated her. This time, she couldn't look at him without feeling flustered and turning beet red. Her body yearned for him. But he said it was over! She should just get over it. It's not like she can ever get a guy like that anyway."Faith, are you alright?" he asked her suddenly when she tried to leave quickly after dropping off some paperwork on his desk."Y...yes I'm okay," she said, all red-faced and shy."Come here for a second," he ordered.Faith didn't argue and walked over to him. "Do I make you uncomfortable?" he asked."N...no...just a little...nervous," she tried to control her voice from shaking.Get it together, Faith,she scolded herself in her mind.Anthony inched closer until their chests were almost touching.He moved her hair aside and slowly trailed his fingers from her neck to her arm. She shivered."Yo
Faith told Anthony the address, and he informed his driver. He ordered him to drive as fast as possible. Faith sat next to him, slightly shaking. What kind of trouble did Mary get herself into? Hope it wasn't too late, Faith thought.She felt Anthony taking her hand into his. He squeezed it gently as if to reassure her."Everything is going to be fine. Teenagers get into trouble all the time. We will handle it, don't worry," he said."I told her not to go to these parties, but she never listens to me." Tears rolled down her cheeks. She was trying her best to hold it together, but it was impossible."Shh...you are trying your best," he said gently and wrapped his arm around her, then pulled her into a hug.Despite sleeping with him previously, it felt weird to be held by her boss in the middle of the day like this. Faith thought about pushing him away, but his warm embrace felt too good. She started to feel calmer.It didn't take long for the
Phil squeezed Jodie's hand reassuringly as they walked into the adoption agency, both of their hearts beating fast with anticipation.The receptionist smiled at them. "Ah, you must be Lisa's two o' clock. Please have a seat."Jodie and Phil sat down, their eyes scanning the room, taking in the various brochure and adoption pamphlets.After a few minutes, a woman appeared from a door at the back of the room "Mr. and Mrs. DeMarco? Please follow me. I'm your adoption specialist." She led them into a private room.Jodie and Phil were nervous, but they answered all her questions as honestly as possible, telling Lisa about their backgrounds, jobs, and home life. Lisa listened carefully, taking notes as they spoke."It sounds like you two would make excellent parents," she said. "I think we can find a child who would be a great fit for your family.""Really?" Jodie's eyes lit up."Yes, there's an orphanage I'd like you both to visit. I'm sure they'd be thrilled to have you there," Lisa said.
Two years later,Phil nearly groaned as Jodie presented yet another ridiculous home decor in front of him."What the heck is this?"He demanded.Jodie smiled proudly. "It's a wall hanging made entirely out of recycled bottle caps! Isn't it amazing?"Phil rolled his eyes. "It's a bunch of garbage glued together. How is that amazing?"Jodie's pouted. "You just don't understand art."Phil laughed. "Oh really? Is that what it is?"Jodie narrowed her eyes, sensing Phil's sarcasm. "Yes, it is. And it's also environmentally friendly. I think it's a great addition to our home."Phil shook his head. "I'm all for being eco-friendly, but that doesn't mean we have to sacrifice style and taste.""Stop being so grouchy all the time," Jodie snapped."I'm not grouchy.""Yes, you are!" Jodie argued."No, I'm not." Phil shook his head."Yes, you are."Phil sighed. He could never win an argument against Jodie. "Fine, maybe I am a little grouchy. But can you blame me when you keep bringing home these...u
"OH MY GOD!" Jodie screamed as soon as Phil carried her inside his loft."What?" Phil scowled and put her down."This is the ugliest place I've ever seen! No wonder you wanted to hire me as your interior decorator."Phil groaned. "Jodie, I was joking when I said that and this place isn't the bad.""Oh no? Then why does it look like a dungeon?" Jodie gestured to the dark walls and minimal furniture. "And what is with that couch?""It's comfortable," Phil defended."Comfortable? It looks like a block of ice!" Jodie shook her head. "We need to start from scratch. New paint, new furniture, new everything."Phil sighed. "Fine, but we are not making the place look like a unicorn threw up on it."Jodie grinned. "I was joking about that too. Trust me, Phil. I'll make this place look like a palace." "Alright, my queen. You can do all that later. Now can we get on with our wedding night?" He smirked.Jodie rolled her eyes playfully. "Patience, my king. Let me just light some candles and put on
Phil and Jodie stood at the altar, holding hands as they exchanged vows."I, Phil, take you, Jodie, to be my lawfully wedded wife," Phil said, looking deeply into Jodie's eyes. "I promise to love, cherish, and support you in all you do. I promise to be there for you in good times and in bad, and to always be your partner and best friend."Jodie's eyes filled with tears as she repeated the same words back to him. They exchanged rings and sealed their love with a kiss, surrounded by their family and friends.After the ceremony, they walked hand in hand to the reception, where a live band was playing and everyone was dancing and having a good time. Jodie's vision for the décor had come to life, with elegant white and gold accents throughout the room.As they sat down for dinner, Jodie leaned over to Phil and whispered, "I can't believe we're actually married.""I know," Phil said, beaming at her. "I'm already regretting my decision," he joked.Jodie playfully punched his arm. "Too late n
"So, what did Phil say?" Faith asked Jodie later that day. "He said he would be my sugar daddy," Jodie said in a daze. Faith's eyes turned wide, but then she laughed. "What? I meant, what did he say about your illness?" Jodie blushed. "Oh, right. He was really sweet and understanding about it. He said he wanted to be there for me and that we'll face it together if it came to that. It was actually really nice to hear," Jodie said, a small smile appearing on her face. Faith smiled back. "I'm glad he's being supportive. You deserve someone who will be there for you, no matter what." Jodie nodded. "Yeah, I know. And I'm starting to think that maybe Phil could be that person." Faith raised an eyebrow. "Really? You're considering him as a serious option?" Jodie shrugged. "I don't know. It's just...he always pushed me away before but..." "But now he's showing a different side of himself," Faith finished for her. "I get it. Just be careful, okay? Don't let yourself get too swept up at
Phil's heart jumped when he saw it was Jodie calling him. Fucking finally."What's going on, Jodie? Why are you avoiding me?" He demanded."I'm not!" Jodie whined."Yes, you are."Jodie sighed. "Alright, yes. But I have a good reason for it.""And what would that be?"He could hear her taking a deep breath as if to brace herself."Phil...I'm sick," she said.Phil's heart dropped as he heard Jodie's words. "What do you mean, sick? What's wrong?" he asked, his voice filled with concern."I went for a check-up the other day, and they found a small tumor in my brain," Jodie said, her voice trembling.Phil was stunned. He didn't know what to say. "I...I don't even know what to say, Jodie. I'm so sorry," he finally managed to get out.Jodie sniffled. "It's okay, Phil. I just wanted you to know. I don't want to hold back anything from you, especially if we're going to be together. I don't want to waste any time pretending things are okay when they're not. I just needed some time to process e
Phil paced back and forth in his room the next day."Lisa!" he yelled."Yes, sir?" Lisa poked her head in."Did you send the flowers?" he growled."Yes, sir, and they sent me a confirmation email saying that the flowers were received.""I see," Phil said grimly. Jodie hadn't said anything about it. Not even a simple text saying thank you. Was she really going to make him work this hard?Phil paced back and forth in his room the next day."Lisa!" he yelled."Yes, sir?" Lisa poked her head in."Did you send the flowers?" he growled."Yes, sir, and they sent me a confirmation email saying that the flowers were received.""I see," Phil said grimly. Jodie hadn't said anything about it. Not even a simple text saying thank you. Was she really going to make him work this hard?Phil thought for a moment before turning to Lisa. "Send her a dozen chocolate-covered strawberries." "Right away, sir," Lisa replied, taking note of the request before leaving the room.Phil couldn't help but feel frus
Jodie knew she couldn't keep her cancer a secret. She had to tell Faith, so she decided to book a flight to visit her again.Jodie spent the next few days making arrangements for her trip to see Faith. She didn't want to tell anyone else about her cancer yet, not even Phil. She was still trying to come to terms with the news herself and didn't want to burden anyone else with it.Finally, the day of her flight arrived, and Jodie made her way to the airport. She felt nervous and scared but also relieved to be getting away for a while. She needed time to think and process everything that was happening.She took a taxi to Faith's home. But as she arrived at the front door, she was scared to knock on the door.Jodie took a deep breath and raised her hand to knock on the door. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She could feel sweat beading on her forehead as she waited for someone to answer.After a few moments, the door opened, and Faith stood before her with a surprised expression on he
Phil surveyed his loft carefully.He had hired an interior decorator to decorate the entire place because he didn't have the time or desire to do it himself.The decorator had chosen a modern, minimalist style with sleek furniture and clean lines. Everything looked nice and expensive. But for the first time since he moved in here, Phil realized it didn't feel like home at all.It didn't have the same feeling as Anthony's house. Anthony's house had the kind of warmth Phil had never felt in his own home, and now he knew why. It was because of Faith. Anthony had Faith, and Phil had no one.Phil had been so focused on his career that he had neglected his personal life. He had always thought that material possessions would bring him happiness. But they never did. And when he saw how happy Anthony was with Mayra, he decided to steal her from him, thinking she'd make him feel loved. And when that fell apart, he gave up on love altogether.But now, standing in his loft, he realized that love