“Benjamin, stop! This isn't the right place. If anyone catches us, I'm done for.” He smirked, locking the door behind him. He approached, grabbing me and placing me on my desk. He tried to kiss me again, but I dodged. “Benja—” I started, but he cut me off with a whispered, “Shush.” Before I knew it, he lowered his head, removed my panties, and spread my legs. The moment he placed his tongue on my clit, I felt like I was in heaven. I couldn't believe I had gone years without sex, especially craving Benjamin, who knew exactly how to please me. Racheal Williams battles the pain of childbirth only to face an even greater torment when her newborn twins were almost taken from her. She managed to keep her daughter but lost her son to her ex-husband. She was forced into an impossible agreement with her ex-husband Benjamin and her mother during their bitter divorce. She was shattered but hopeful; she clung to the dream of reuniting with her son. Four and a half years later, as a fierce and determined police officer in Rome, Racheal has rebuilt her life with her daughter Kyla. But her past resurfaces, her ex-husband Benjamin appeared in Rome. Benjamin discovers the daughter he never knew existed and seeks to reclaim his place in her life, igniting a battle of wills and hearts. Amidst the chaos, betrayal, and an undeniable connection that still lingers, Racheal and Benjamin are thrust into a collision course of love and loss. Can they find a way to mend the broken pieces of their past, or will the secrets and lies keep them apart?
View MoreI knew where she was coming from with all these, but I had no intentions of coming to hurt my own daughter, nor would I want to cause any chaos. But I had no idea how I was going to convince her that I just wanted to get to know my daughter. "Please, Racheal, give me a chance; I just want to get to know my daughter.” I pleaded.Racheal’s POVSeeing Benjamin here and the way he keeps begging kept pissing me off, I don’t ever want him close to Kyla, someone who treated me with so much disrespect in the past. Will he ever be able to love Kyla? I need to find a way to get him out of my house as soon as possible. “Give me a moment, Benjamin.” I spoke politely. I picked up my phone and texted two of my junior officers at the office, telling them to come over to my house because I needed them to arrest someone for me. They agreed to come, and normally it will take them about 15 minutes before they get to my house.I dropped the phone as I looked at Benjamin. “Why should I believe you only w
I will need to find Racheal’s house address and locate her; I need to see my daughter; I will have to make amends and be a part of my daughter’s life; even though the divorce papers have it that I will take full custody of our children, I can’t possibly take my daughter away from Racheal now; and besides, my daughter probably doesn’t have any idea that I exist.I quickly took out my laptop from my bag and started doing my investigation online, looking for Racheal’s house address. She now works for the Rome City Police Department, so it’s not going to be hard to find her address. After an extensive search, I finally found her house address.***I stood outside the modest house, my heart pounding in my chest. This is the address I found online. The thought of seeing my daughter—the daughter I never knew existed—filled me with a mix of anxiety and resolve. My palms were sweaty despite the cold weather. I had to do this. I had to meet her.Taking a deep breath, I approached the front door
“This will take time, but I’ll do my best to expedite the process,” I said, handing him some paperwork.“Thank you, Racheal. I appreciate it,” he said quietly, his eyes unable to meet mine. I’m glad he’s a bit scared of me now. I stood up, gathering the documents. “Actions have consequences, Benjamin. You taught me that.”He flinched at my words, but there was no malice in my voice. Just truth. I walked out of the room with my back straight and my steps confident. I wasn’t the weak, heartbroken woman he had left behind. I was someone new, someone stronger. And I am sure he sees that.The next morning, I arrived at the police station early, ready to finalize the paperwork for Abigail’s release. Benjamin was already there, looking weary but determined.We sat down to go over the final details. As we worked, I could feel his eyes on me, filled with a mix of admiration and regret. He was seeing the strong woman I had become, and it was clear he felt ashamed of how he had treated me.Fin
"What's going on here?" she asked in perfect Italian, her tone brooking no argument.The officer snapped to attention. "Racheal, this man is demanding to see a prisoner, Abigail Johnson."The woman turned to me, and I felt the ground shift beneath my feet. It was none other than Racheal Williams. My ex-wife. I hadn’t seen her in years, not since the divorce. My mouth and eyes couldn’t help but open widely. She was looking more powerful and confident than I ever remembered."Benjamin?" Her eyes widened slightly in surprise. I could also see hate in her eyes. I recognized those brown eyes from our whole divorce procedure. "Racheal?" I stammered. "What are you doing here?"She straightened. "I'm the liaison for the Rome city police."I was stunned. The Racheal I remembered was quiet, almost mousy, always in the background. This Racheal was a force to be reckoned with.Racheal’s POVSeeing Benjamin, memories of our bitter past flooded my mind. I never thought I would ever see the man who
I moved over to her and knelt, smoothing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Kyla, Mommy has to go to work now. Miss Julia will be here soon to stay with you, okay?"Kyla nodded, her understanding eyes far too wise for a child her age. "It's okay, Mommy. I know you have to work. You're working hard for us."Her words pierced my heart. I tried to smile, but the guilt weighed heavy. I hugged her tightly, breathing in the scent of her hair, a mix of baby shampoo and innocence."I love you so much, Kyla. You know that, right?""I know, Mommy. I love you too."I kissed her forehead and stood up, grabbing my coat and bag. As I reached the door, a familiar ache settled in my chest. The memory of my son, taken from me the day he was born, was never far from my mind. It has been the most difficult four and a half years of my life. I always wonder how my son is doing, if he is happy, and if he knows he has a mother who loves him fiercely from afar. It was a thought that haunted me, a constant sha
The pain was unlike anything I had ever experienced. It felt as though my entire body was being torn apart, and no number of breathing techniques could reduce the pain that surged through me. I gripped the bed rails tightly."You're doing great, Racheal. Just a little more." Dr. Fred Clark's voice was steady, a beacon in the whirlwind of pain and fear. His calm and familiar presence was the only thing grounding me in that moment. He is my ex-boyfriend’s brother.With one final, excruciating push, I felt a release and heard the most beautiful sound in the world—a baby's first cry. Tears dripped down my face as they placed my baby girl on my chest. Her tiny body, warm and wriggling, was a miracle. I looked down at her, marveling at her perfect little fingers and the soft fuzz of hair on her head.But there was no time to linger in this moment of happiness. Another wave of pain hit, and I knew my son was coming. I already knew it would be a son because I had been pregnant with twins—a bo
The pain was unlike anything I had ever experienced. It felt as though my entire body was being torn apart, and no number of breathing techniques could reduce the pain that surged through me. I gripped the bed rails tightly."You're doing great, Racheal. Just a little more." Dr. Fred Clark's voice was steady, a beacon in the whirlwind of pain and fear. His calm and familiar presence was the only thing grounding me in that moment. He is my ex-boyfriend’s brother.With one final, excruciating push, I felt a release and heard the most beautiful sound in the world—a baby's first cry. Tears dripped down my face as they placed my baby girl on my chest. Her tiny body, warm and wriggling, was a miracle. I looked down at her, marveling at her perfect little fingers and the soft fuzz of hair on her head.But there was no time to linger in this moment of happiness. Another wave of pain hit, and I knew my son was coming. I already knew it would be a son because I had been pregnant with twins—a bo...
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