Selene I listened intently to the line as my father’s voice crackled from the other end. “Has he thrown her out of the house?”I leaned against the door frame, frustration gnawing at me. “She’s still there, but Martins is furious.”“Selene, is he furious enough to throw her out?” my father pressed.“From the way he spoke to Alex yesterday, he might not be furious enough yet. But when he finds out that the person who leaked the information was Amelia Fray, then he’ll be furious enough." I said, a sly grin spreading across my face.“Okay, keep me updated,” he instructed before the line went dead.I stepped out of my room, eager to see Amelia being expelled from the house. But everything seemed eerily calm. The house was quiet. I eavesdropped on Alex and Martins yesterday and overheard Martins instructing Alex to find out who had leaked the story.Given Alex’s efficiency, I expected him to have discovered the name of the person already. Was he really still unaware? Or was he reluctant?
Alexander "Selene Rodriquez!" I exclaimed. My phone pressed on my ear. "You are sure she's the owner of the number?" "Yes boss, I'm certain. The person who anonymously tipped off the press claimed Selene paid him to do so." The voice from the other end answered. I let out a deep sigh and ended the call. What was Selene playing at? I thought to myself. I shook my head. A wave of relief washed over me knowing I was right all along. It wasn't Amelia. God! I roughly raked my hand through my hair. What would I have done if she was the one? Throw her out? It was getting harder every day to resist that woman.Last night, I had almost given in to my desires. I was so close to tasting her soft lips. I smiled as I remembered her unusual night terror sounds. It had taken everything in me not to pin her to the bed and have her moaning out my mouth.I shook my head, trying to disperse the thoughts. There is no need to dwell on something that was bound to never happen.I dialled Charles's numbe
Amelia I sat on my bed, staring at the meal the maid had brought. Despite its enticing appearance, a sense of unease settled over me. I couldn’t quite identify the source of my discomfort.Suddenly, the feeling grew more intense, and a pressing urge to pee overtook me. I quickly stood up and made my way to the bathroom, hoping the brief interruption would help calm my growing anxiety.After relieving myself, I felt slightly better. I returned to the bed and began to eat. My phone rang—it was Hayley."Hey, girl. How are you doing?" Hayley's voice came through."I'm fine, just finished eating," I replied."Yeah, me too. I bought tacos," she said."Oh my God, Hayley. I wish I could have some of those. I would kill for them right now,""You have chefs there. I'm sure they can make whatever you want for you. Just ask them." she suggested."I don’t want the fancy tacos. I want the one we buy from the street vendor around the corner. They taste so much better," I said, noticing the door ha
Chapter 26Amelia"Oh my God!" I cried out, slowly peeling my eyes open. Alexander was still beside me, his face etched with confusion that mirrored my own. The sight of so much blood left me paralyzed. My hands instinctively went to my belly. "No," I whispered, my mind racing. "No, no, no."I felt Alexander's arms around me, holding me close. "We need to get you to the hospital," he said, his voice calm and steady.I nodded, still in shock. This couldn't be happening. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing the baby.Placing one arm under my legs, Alex lifted me from the floor. I wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my face in his chest. I felt numb like I was in a dream. This couldn't be real. But the blood on my clothes was all too real.The car ride was a blur. I remember Alexander's tight grip on my hand, his eyes flitting between the road and me, while my breathing came in ragged gasps. I felt like I was in a nightmare, unable to wake up.We arrived at the hospital, and a tea
Alexander "The investors you requested are here," James said over the phone.I hesitated, unsure of what to do. Amelia was still recovering in the hospital, and I didn't want to leave her side. But the meeting with the investors was crucial - it was my chance to finally deal with Paul once and for all. I thought about how Amelia was still grieving, and my heart went out to her. "Cancel the meeting, James," I said finally. "Reschedule it for tomorrow. I have something I need to take care of today.""Okay, boss." I felt a pang of guilt for even considering leaving Amelia. But I knew how crucial this meeting was. I couldn't let Paul's schemes ruin everything I'd worked hard for. But I couldn't abandon Amelia even when I knew she had her best friend with her. I saw how heartbroken she was. And to even blame herself? God! That was too much.It was dark already, and I was still in the hospital. Two couples sat beside me in the waiting room. The woman kept crying uncontrollably, her fac
Selene"Oh, fuck me, Alexander. Fuck me." I screamed out. "I'm not Alexander!" Daniel yelled, breaking the moment."Shut up and fuck me, you idiot!" I retorted, wrapping my hand around his hip and grinding against him."Oh, yeah baby," I moaned. He stopped and pulled out his cock.Damn it."Is it Alexander you want now?" He asked, his voice tinged with jealousy."You've got to be fucking kidding, Daniel. You pulled out just to ask me that?" I stood up from the bed annoyed. He was staring down at me, his eyes filled with hurt. "Answer me, Selene." "I'm not in the mood to deal with your nagging," I said, getting up from the bed and putting my clothes on."Selene, when you called last night, and said you were coming, I thought it was because you missed me." "Oh, please Daniel. I only called you cause I needed to blow off some steam. I don't see why you're making a big deal out of this."He scoffed. "You called out Alexander's name too when we fucked last night. I ignored it and thou
AmeliaI slowly opened my eyes, I felt utterly exhausted. The first thing I saw was Alexander's face, and I couldn't help but gaze at him in wonder. His features were truly captivating - "handsome" didn't even begin to describe him. My hand rested on his chest, and I noticed his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his chiselled physique. I lifted my head, my eyes drawn to his impressive body. My hand instinctively moved to his biceps, feeling the firm muscle beneath.He had been so kind to me yesterday. He said things I didn't know he could say and stayed with me the entire day.Who would have known that behind this beautiful smug face is a man very compassionate? I wouldn't be surprised if he goes back to being his usual cold and distant self once he woke up.I was about to reach out and touch his face when his eyes suddenly opened. Our eyes met, and I froze. My hand hovering above his face."How are you feeling?" He asked with a groggy voice as he struggled to sit up. "I'm ... I'm go
Amelia It was 8 am, and I was getting ready to go to the hospital. Alexander had left earlier to speak to his grandfather. I didn't tell him about the hospital call. I stepped out of the bathroom and noticed a note on the bed. I picked it up to read; 'BE RIGHT BACK' it was paired with a scribbled writing or drawing that had been cancelled. I couldn't figure out what it was. Perhaps an error. Was this just another side of Alexander? Or eas he trying to be romantic? No way! I brushed it off as just a simple note, but it still managed to stir a flutter in my chest. He had never written me a note before. And I’ve never gotten one. ****** "We found a large amount of RU-486 and misoprostol in your blood." The doctor said. My brow furrowed in confusion. "What? I don't understand, doctor." "It’s a pill used to remove pregnancy, Mrs Smith. I need to ask—" "That's impossible!" I exclaimed. "Here are your test results." She said, handing me the paper. "Mrs Smith, sometime
Amelia "Does Alexander plan on missing his sister's wedding?" Victoria whispered in my ear, her voice tight with concern.I shook my head quickly. "No, he said he would be here."Her brow furrowed as she glanced at the door, then back at me. "Then where is he? The ceremony has already started. He's supposed to walk Sarah down the aisle. Have you called him?"I felt a pang of unease in my chest. No, I hadn’t called him. But I should have."I forgot my phone in the car," I muttered."Please, find a way to reach him. If he doesn’t get here soon, his grandfather will have to take his place. We can’t keep waiting for him.""Alright." "Alright," I replied, though a knot tightened in my stomach.Alexander was never late. He should’ve been here by now. What if something had happened to him?I pushed the thought aside, trying to shake off the rising unease. With a shaky breath, I pulled my key from my pocket to unlock the car but froze when I saw a strange man in black jeans and a leather
AlexanderI burst into the room, my heart racing. "Fuck man, we have to get out of here now!" I exclaimed.Charlie looked up at me, his eyes filled with concern. "What happened?" he asked, struggling against the restraints that bound him to the chair.I scanned the room frantically, searching for an alternate escape route. "Is there another way out of this house? A back door, maybe?"Charlie shook his head. "Dude, I've been tied up for days. I don't even know where we are.""Fuck, fuck." I muttered a string of curses under my breath, pacing back and forth across the room. We had to get out, and fast."Your 'get- me- out-of- here' plan not working, huh?" he quipped, a small smile played on his face.I halted my frantic pacing, my eyes locking onto Charlie's grinning face. Irritation simmered beneath my surface."Wipe that fucking grin off your face, Charlie," I growled. "This isn't a joke. There's a man at the door, and I think he's here to take you out. If we don't get out of here no
Alexander I let out a sigh of relief as Sarah finally answered my call. "Hello, my handsome brother," her voice slurred through the line.I rolled my eyes. I'd been waiting for what felt like an eternity for her to pick up, and now I was met with her drunk chatter."I've called more than a hundred times, Sarah.""Really? Why, Alexander? Do you want to join my party?" Sarah's voice was laced with a playful giggle. "We are short of strippers. I mean, I have no interest in seeing your body... eww... but my friends seem to think that you're hot and sexy."I placed my hand on my forehead, shaking it in dismay. How was I supposed to have a serious conversation with my drunk sister? "No, I don't want to strip or be a stripper in your party. I called you for something more important.""You want to be among my bridesmaids?" she asked.I tried to steer the conversation back on track, but Sarah's drunken haze seemed to warp her understanding. I sighed inwardly. "No, Sarah. Do you remember wh
Alexander I steered my car out of the driveway, my phone pressed to my ear. "Hey, James, I need Mr. Thompson's address," I said, my voice clear and urgent.There was a brief pause before James responded, "Henry Thompson?""No, James. I don't mean Henry. I want the home address of Mr Thompson. Henry's father." I clarified."Oh, I don't have it but I could make a few calls." "Hurry up with the calls, I'm driving without a destination," I said navigating through the quiet street."Alright. Hold on." James instructed softly, placing me on hold.I drummed my fingers impatiently on the steering wheel, waiting for James to return with the information.I wasn't ashamed to admit that I was paranoid. I had to make sure my unsettling thoughts were at ease.My thoughts shifted to Amelia and a smile spread across my face. The look on her face when she asked If I was going to lock someone up. I couldn't tell her where I was going. She would have reminded me of how paranoid I was."Sir?" James' vo
Amelia"You should reconsider going to the bachelor's party." I turned to Alexander. He raised an eyebrow."It might be fun." I teased."I'm sure it will be, but it's not for me." His expression remained unconvinced.I knew there was nothing I could do to make him go."There might be strippers," I said with a hint of mischief in my voice."Since when have I cared about things like that? I'm not going." His unwavering stance wasn't surprising. Alexander's priorities lay elsewhere, and frivolous entertainment didn't align with his character."You could start now," I said playfully. "Some men go crazy over things like that. And it's a bachelor party. I wouldn't be upset if you indulged in harmless flirting or touch a few asses. As long as it's the only thing you would be doing." He smirked. "What if it's not the only thing I want to be doing? Touching ass only," He shook his head. "is no fun at all." My brows shot up. "Ass touching is not fun? Look who is talking.""Well, only your a
AlexanderI was startled as Amelia's sleepy gaze snapped open. Her husky voice cut through the silence."Alexander, what are you doing sitting up?" she asked gruffly.I hesitated before answering. "Just going over the document that was delivered last night.""You left me alone just to do that? Can't it be done later?" Her displeasure deepened.I reached for her hand. "I'm still beside you, Am. I didn't leave."Her words remained laced with displeasure. "You're sitting, not lying down. You're supposed to be holding me now, not going through some document."My fingers intertwined with hers, and I offered a gentle smile. "It's a very important thing. Not that you're not important. You're more important." I leaned forward to give her a kiss. Our lips touched and I pulled back.Her mouth formed a pout as she tugged my hand. "Then come back to bed and hold me." "Give me a few minutes," I replied.A playful groan escaped her lips. "Urrrg, Alexander.""Am, I have to do this now. This is abou
CharlieI slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. But something was off. My vision was obscured, shrouded in darkness. I tried to lift my head, but a searing pain shot through my temples, making me wince. What happened? Where was I? What's all this?As I struggled to recall, I realized something covered my head, blocking my sight. Panic set in. I tried moving, but my wrists and ankles wouldn't budge. They were tied to a chair.Fear crept up my spine. I shook my head trying to get the cover off my face. "Fuck!" I groaned out in frustration as the cover refused to get off.Memories flooded back – I was in my home, drinking, trying to numb my pain then... I blacked out. Did someone attack me? Was I drugged? How long have I been here?My heart raced, and I tugged at the restraints. Useless. Anxiety suffocated me. Where was I? Who did this?"Is anyone there!" I shouted, but my voice was muffled by the covering. "Can anyone hear me? Where am I? What is this about?
Alexander Amelia reached for a bar of soap and began gently gliding it across my abs. I felt a shiver run down my spine as her hand delicately traced the contours of my chest. My body stirred with anticipation, desire coursing through my veins. I felt her soapy hand wrap around my bicep, sending tremors of excitement through me. My cock was aroused and I couldn't help but surrender to the raw desire building inside me. "You have strong arms," she whispered softly. "Yeah. Too many workouts." I muttered trying so hard to keep myself from flipping her around. My eyes were fixed on her soft pink lips as she continued rubbing my arms. She lifted her head to meet my gaze and I pressed my lips to hers immediately without waiting for her to tease me with it. Touching my body was teasing enough. Our lips melded together, and our tongues danced in perfect sync. I grabbed her breasts and gently squeezed them. A soft moan escaped her mouth. My whole body burned with desire. I broke t
Alexander "Where the hell is he?" I muttered under my breath as I stepped out of his club. I’d checked all three of his spots, but he was nowhere to be found. Nobody seemed to know his whereabouts or remembered the last time they saw him.Well, except for a drunk who mumbled something about Charlie going out with a hooker. But I couldn't put any stock in the ramblings of someone in that state.I slid back into my car and drove back to the house, my phone rang as I pulled out of the sidewalk. I answered immediately, hoping it was Charlie. "You can’t just bail on me after agreeing to meet," I snapped, irritation creeping into my voice."I believe you’re not referring to me, Alex," a familiar voice replied from the other end.Shit.It wasn’t Charlie; it was my grandfather. I had been dodging his calls for weeks."Hi, Pa," I said, bracing myself for his rant.He scoffed, "Where are you?" He asked coldly."I'm in the office," I replied."What a nice lie." He shot. "I just called your o