Kael
Sarah was trying to play games with me, it must have been her intention, by not opening the door and making me talk to her through that ridiculous obstacle. Her refusal to see me was increasing my irritation to the maximum.
"We have an agreement, Sarah," I reminded her. "And you need to fulfill your part."
"You have an agreement with Rachel, not with me," she had the audacity to say.
"In case you don't know, Rachel has gone to Spain, taking all the money with her."
I didn't want to use that argument, but I thought it was necessary to take advantage of that weapon now, as I believe Sarah might not be aware of her sister's recent actions.
The first thing Rachel did yesterday a
SarahI knew I shouldn't desire Kael in any way and that by going to bed with him, I should only agree to fulfill what had been bargained for, without showing any pleasure in the act. But the truth was that I wanted him, even though he was an overbearing, arrogant asshole.I wanted to have him completely inside me, so when he was driving me crazy by sucking my breasts like they were delicious candy and just stopped doing that to ask if I wanted him to stop pleasuring me, the answer was a categorical "No".And when I still added what I wanted, he said something softly, practically a whisper, which I could not understand.But then, he was positioning himself better between my open legs and, holding his thick member full of veins that seemed to want to jump out, he started
KaelSarah was right, of course. But I felt exhausted from the moments we had just experienced, where I managed to hold back every time I felt I was about to climax. All of this was to fully satisfy the woman in front of me, and for that reason, I chose to postpone our much-needed shower for a few minutes."I just need a few minutes," I explained, lying down beside her and pulling her into my arms."I'm sweaty!" She complained."So am I," I pointed out. "The air conditioning will do its job soon."She just smiled at my solution to her problem and nestled against my chest, giving in to my request.We stayed like that for some time, and I only realized I had fallen asleep when I op
SarahKael's proposed truce was fulfilled, and he turned out to be surprisingly different from what I had imagined, much easier to deal with than the man I first met in his apartment. Although we hadn't had the conversation I expected, I ended up agreeing to the agreement he proposed.Kael believed he could get whatever he wanted, regardless of the means. However, I didn't want to simply accept everything he wanted to do with me. Faced with the idea of "enjoying" Kael's money, I decided to spend it on frivolous things that didn't really interest me, just to pass the time, even though I wasn't a materialistic person like Rachel, for example.I went shopping and visited the beauty salon, taking care of my appearance as if I were the shallow woman he expected me to be. However, this was just a way to make time go by faster, not to
KaelAs I walked through the hallways of the main Anglo-X building, my mind was filled with reflections on the recent events that had changed my life since that night when I had planned to get revenge on Rachel but ended up getting involved with Sarah.Initially, my intention was to push Sarah away from me, as she had become a significant part of my life since we lost her virginity on my yacht. However, something unexpected happened: with each night by her side, I felt a connection growing stronger, something I neither expected nor planned for.I knew I couldn't prolong our involvement beyond what had been established to forget her. My mother's health was gradually improving, and I wondered how she would react if I fell in love with Sarah and wanted to keep her in our lives for a longer time.Seeing Patrick's daughter become a constant presence in our home, interacting with us daily, would be unbearable for my mother. So, I made the decision to avoid spending as much time with Sarah a
SarahI had scheduled a manicure on Friday morning, and as soon as I arrived at the salon where I had been a client for many years, I looked for the young woman who used to attend to me and with whom I always chatted. Madison was my age, had been working as a manicurist at that salon since she turned eighteen, and we got along very well.When I noticed she was still attending to another client, I decided to wait because I didn't like anyone else to do my nails besides Madison."I've told you before, Madison, I only like to have you do my manicures," I said to her when she started working on me.I noticed she smiled at the subtle compliment, even though she never took her eyes off her work."I'm glad to have such a loyal customer for my services, like you," she replied, still focused on her task. "And it's good that you came in this morning because I'll be off in the afternoon.""Any special reason?" I asked, curious.My life felt monotonous and devoid of excitement, to the point that
KaelI could try to deceive myself by saying that the information that Sarah had gone out with friends made me a bit uneasy and disoriented, but the truth was that I was completely consumed by jealousy. Knowing that she was having fun with people her age, less complicated than me, sparked an insecurity that I preferred not to admit.The idea of calling Sarah and ordering her to come back immediately crossed my mind, but I knew it wasn't the right course of action. I considered myself a rational and cold-hearted businessman, and acting impulsively wasn't in my style.However, just sitting around waiting wasn't a viable option for me. The dilemma of deciding what action to take consumed me, and I knew I couldn't simply ignore the situation. Jealousy and anger were bubbling inside me, fighting to come out.To try to calm myself, I ended up sitting on the couch in the living room. I looked at my wristwatch and realized it was still early for parties and hanging out with friends. I wondere
SarahFeeling my phone vibrate in the small party clutch, I quickly checked the sender before deciding whether to answer or not. I had just talked to Ryan a few minutes ago and assumed it wasn't him. My assumption was correct. Surprisingly, the caller was Kael, someone who hadn't tried to reach out to me in the past few days. I decided to ignore his call and added his number to the block list. However, I forgot to block messages, which soon started coming in.Kael: Where are you?Kael: Why did you block me?Kael: I know you did it!I found myself in a dilemma. Should I respond to Kael's incessant messages, which kept coming with the same questions? Blocking him for messages wasn't a viable option either, as I was still within the period where I had to report to him, with only two days left before the thirty-day deadline expired.Looking at the lively club where Madison chose to celebrate her twenty-second birthday, I noticed the diverse crowd and the deafening noise, pushing my tolera
SarahWe found a quieter corner, and I smiled as I greeted him, "Someone's in a lively mood tonight." It was the first thing he said."What are you doing here?""I wanted to go out and have fun, and when you told me you were here, I came," he explained, convincing me."Well, let me introduce you to the rest of the gang."I grabbed his arm again, but before anything could happen, Madison was already by my side, looking quite concerned."Do you know this guy, Sarah?" she asked, quite protective.Ryan and I exchanged smiles, understanding that Madison was worried about the way I had left the dance floor."It seems you've got a friend now," Ryan remarked, putting his hands in the pockets of the jeans he was wearing."This is Ryan, my friend. No need to worry," I introduced. "And this is Madison, the birthday girl."The two were very courteous to each other, and Ryan kindly invited everyone to the VIP area of the club, leaving me completely shocked when he revealed that his boss was one of