She cradled sleeping Vincent to her chest and squeezed her teary eyes shut. She didn't want to be bitter but she couldn't help it. Those pictures had inflicted excruciating pain on her heart. She felt as if her heart was being constantly contorted by a barbed wire, twisting tighter ith each painful thought. Opening her eyes, she glanced down at Vincent's tiny face and pressed a kiss on his bald head. No matter how much it hurt, she had endure it for Dante's sake.Tonight the Martinez' were hosting the announcement party to reveal Dante's engagement to Eviana. Maya didn't want to go and witness their fake love but her father insisted she be there. They wanted to see her. She stepped out wearing a simple pink dress. As she entered the living hall, she noticed Eviana and Dante engaged in a lighthearted banter."You can't even handle a hairpin. How are you handling a company is beyond me," Eviana playfully taunted as Dante struggled to put a hairpin in her hair. Her hairpin had slipped
Maya's gaze drifted over to Eviana and Dante, engrossed in conversation with other guests. Katty was beaming with pride as she introduced Eviana to her friend. As she watched them, she couldn't help but remember when Katty had once proudly introduced her in the same way. How time changed. Now, she was nothing more than a thorn in her side. "Should I get you a drink?" Miguel asked, claiming back her attention. His bushy brow was raised. She blankly stared at him for a brief moment before shaking her head in no."I am fine," she declined politely, allowing a small smile to grace her lips. The man smirked, leaning into her slightly. "You are way more than just fine, Senorita," he whispered to her before straightening back. His green eyes glittering with playful interest. The old Maya would have had the perfect comeback but now, her mind drew blank. She cast a nervous glance at her parents, to find them engaged in conversation with other people. She inwardly struggled to come up with
It was a narrow escape. The instant they stepped into the stall, the door flung open. Maya buried her face in his chest as the heels click echoed in the quiet bathroom, probably approaching the countertop. Dante had pinned her against the wall, her legs tightly coiled around his waist, their roots intimately connected."Yes, mom. I am in the bathroom. I'll be there in a minute," Eviana's perky voice rung out. Maya tensed up, realising it was Eviana. She drew back to steal a glance at him and gauge his expression. He was already looking down at her. Her worrieed blue eyes dulled locked momentarily with his assured silver ones before he suddenly leaned in and captured her mouth in a heated kiss. Her lips molded to his, responding with a passion that matched his intensity.As they kissed, his cock teasingly nudged against her tender spot. Her lips parted into a gasp, his tongue slipped into her mouth. He invaded her from both ends, pounding her in slow and deep strokes. Her mind was mu
Lights dimmed with a spotlight shining upon the couple. Maya felt a suffocating pressure tightening around her chest as he stepped closer to Eviana. The spotlight was on them. Cheerings ceased in favor of pin-drop silence as the spectators anticipated his next move. Heartache was almost crippling but she couldn't just look away. Her misty eyes followed him intently as he inched closer to another woman. Eviana didn't back away, in fact, she gazed at him expectantly. The woman radiated pure joy, her lips curved into an excited, inviting smile. He looked conflicted for a moment before he finally leaned in. Maya couldn't retrain her tears from spilling while Eviana closed her eyes in eager anticipation. He had just leaned in when his phone rang out suddenly, blaring through the silent hall. He recoiled instantly and dug into his pocket for his phone. Eviana opened her eyes to find him away. Disappointment marred her features."I've to take this," Dante murmured before marching off. Evia
"What is it?" she asked, confused as he slid the diamond ring onto her finger. "Promise ring," he replied, adjusting the ring on her finger. It fit perfectly. She arched her brow, mildly surprised. "I thought you were one of those people who find it cringy" she playfully taunted while inwardly swooning over him. His mouth twitched into a crooked smile in response.He met her eyes and spoke, "The only thing I find cringy is when people judge how others choose to express their emotions." Maya smiled, he had won her again with his thoughtful opinion."You are one of a kind," she uttered, eyeing him with pure adoration. He let out a light chuckle. "I hope the good kind," he remarked."The best kind," she responded with a cheeky smile. And her kind. "So what is it for? What are you promising me?" she asked curiously, focusing on the sparkling ring. The playful glimmer in his eyes turned into a sincere gaze. "I am promising you my loyalty," he started, making her glance up at him. "I
Maya caught the sound of his approaching footsteps and quickly wiped away her tears. She then turned on her heels to see him, wearing a fake smile that failed to reach her eyes. As soon as their eyes met, she looked away, afraid he might notice pain in her eyes. "Hi," she said. He stopped in front of her. She waited for him to say something, but he surprised her by drawing her into a tight hug. Exhaling a sigh against her skin, he snuggled deeper into the crook of her neck and pressed her closer. "What happened?" she asked, slightly concerned. "I can't do this. It doesn't feel right," he replied against her neck. She didn't respond. He then, drew back to look into her eyes. Her features softened."Just a few more days," she coaxed him softly. "Mom had brought Eviana's family to my office. I had to leave with them," he told her, sounding apologetic. She nodded but the ache in her heart still felt the same. Her eyes dropped to the floor. He lifted her chin. "We can go now," he s
Maya exited the doctor's room only to bump into Miguel. "What a pleasant surprise," Miguel commented, his eyes darting down to Viny in her arms. The little boy had just finished crying. Maya flashed him a polite smile. "Got him Vaccinated," Maya responded, still rocking Vinny out of habit. "Cute boy," Miguel raised a hand and playfully stroked his head. The boy kept staring at him as if trying to determine his intentions. "What are you doing here?" Maya asked. "Ohh. the doctor is a friend," Miguel replied, his attention drifted back to her. Maya nodded in understanding.A playful glint sparked in his eyes as he mused, "I feel like the universe is conspiring for us to meet over and over again. Don't you think so?" Nivi smiled. "I think the city we live in is quite small, and this is only our second meeting," she answered, earning a chuckle from him. "You are difficult. I like that," Miguel commended. Maya slightly shook her head. "I should go. He needs to eat something," Maya
After an intense physical workout with his girl, Dante rolled off her. Their bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat, testifying to the rigorous activity that partook in. If that wasn't enough, Maya still could feel his essence trickling out of her cunt, her insides buzzing with the aftereffect of her climax. After drinking half the glass of water, he gently tilted to her lips. He knew he had knackered her out and he wasn't guilty. He enjoyed taking her breath away and making her whole body blush. She drank the rest of the water, feeling completely spent. He adjusted the cover over that had slipped during their session and wrapped his arms around her waist. Drawing her to his chest, he placed a kiss on her nape. She shivered as tingles danced through her. Several moments as they silently enjoyed each other's company. His fingers drawing circles on her stomach. "Mom said Dad wants me to join his business," she broke the silence with the revelation. "And what do you want?" his gent
DANTE POVFirst-sight love never made sense to me until she looked into my eyes and conquered my forlorn heart. What no one could do in years, she did it in just one look. And suddenly, I was obsessed, hopelessly smitten with a girl 10 years younger than me. I found msyelf counting stars at night, daydreaming about her, and touching myself while thinking about her. Damn! I was looking forward to getting married to her and starting a family together. She had been so firmly etched into my heart. But all my dreams came crashing to the ground when she confessed her feelings for another man to me. I didn't know heartache could be this devastating. Fuck! I couldn't even breathe properly for a week. It hurt to breathe, to exist. I don't know if it was my love for her or my grief that God returned her to me. Call me selfish, but I was happy their relationship didn't work out. I was happy that she lost her feelings for him. Her heart was broken and I was determined to heal it. If need be, I
Dante plucked fresh red blooms from the garden. Getting rid of the thorns, he bound them together with a ribbon and headed straight towards their room. The fresh morning breeze played with his hair as he walked through the front porch. The house was quiet right now but not for long. The moment his kids would wake up, his quiet sanctuary was going to turn into a rooster house. Everyone predicted right. Their daughter was indeed a handful. From the moment she learned to walk, she was always running- leaving a trail of chaos in her wake. As for little Vincent, he would join his sister in everything she does. And amid the whirlwind of noise and destruction their kids caused, it was Maya who bore the brunt of it all.He gently pushed the door open and walked in to find Maya asleep. A smile formed on his lips as he gazed at her. Her unparalleled beauty made his heart ache with love. He had taken a day off today so she could rest. He was guilty of not being there as much as he should. His w
She screamed her throat raw but that stubborn baby didn't budge from its place. Maya, coated in sweat, was already exhausted. She could tell this baby was going to be a handful. "Push," Dante encouraged her, giving a squeeze to her hand. Maya pushed harder, tears welling up in her eyes. She had never strained her body this much in life before. Indeed becoming a mother was like taking another birth. "We can see the head," the doctor stated. Maya's emotions were running high at the moment. She loved her baby with all her heart but she needed him/her to come out already. It was hurting beyond her tolerance. But despite the pain, she pushed harder. The excitement to see her baby couldn't be surpassed by any pain. Dante stroked her arm, desperate to bring her comfort. He wished he could take away her pain but that was impossible. The nature was unfair considering that both partners share the pleasure of creating life but the pain is reserved only for women. He couldn't even imagine the
Maya placed the portrait on the wall where she could see it from her bed. There were tons of pictures taken on their wedding day and this one was her absolute favorite. It was the picture of her, him, and Vincent, radiant with happiness. Her hand hovered before she traced his face, her touch lingering as memories of that day swirled around her. She smiled, her heart overflowing with love and gratitude. Just then a pair of hands came to rest on her waist. Her smile deepened as she noticed his reflection in the portrait. "I want this to be my second view in the morning," she told him. He placed his chin on her shoulder, eye holding hers. "And what's your first view?" Dante asked, his warm breath caressing the curve of her neck. She turned in his embrace, her gaze lifting to meet his. Even though small, she fit so perfectly against him. This woman had him wrapped around her tiny fingers. "You," she answered, a soft smile tugging at her lips. Dante was tempted to drink on that."So,
Submission isn't only for wars, love demands it too. And in love, when one surrenders, they gain the joy of belonging. To belong to someone is a blessing wrapped in love and trust. Just like the moon belongs to sky, rivers belong to oceans, she belongs to Dante. Only family and friends were invited to their wedding as they wanted to keep it low profile. She stepped out of her room to find her parents waiting. Mr. and Mrs. Diaz froze at first before gentle tears claimed their eyes as they saw her ready to start a new chapter of her life. "How do I look?" she asked sheepishly. Her wedding gown was stunning, she didn't know if she was doing justice to it. "Beautiful," Mrs. Diaz replied, approaching her. "Then why are you both crying?" Maya asked, her eyes drifting to her dad. "You'll understand the day you'll wed off your daughter," Mrs. Diaz told her while adjusting her neckpiece. Maya understood. Seeing their children start a new life must be an emotional moment for parents.
A faint cry of pain slipped from her mouth as she woke up to a crushing headache. She blinked against the harsh white light piercing her vision. "Maya," her mother called. Maya slightly turned her head to find her parents seated beside her. "Where is Dante?" she asked in a whisper. Anxiety etched across her face as she remembered the last night. They had met an accident. Dante had covered her with his body. That's all she remembered. "He is fine," Mrs. Diaz assured her. Maya searched her eyes for any lie but there was none. "My baby?" she asked dreadfully. Her heart began to hammer vigorously against her chest. She didn't know how she would endure if something had happened to her child. "Baby is fine too," she told her. Her eyes blurred with tears of relief. "Ssshh..my child. Everything is fine now," Mr. Diaz consoled her. "I want to see him," she implored through her tears. She had to make sure he was fine. She was not able to recover from the horror they experienced last ni
"We did it," Maya exclaimed, bursting with joy. The thrill lingered until the biting chill of the air nipped at her skin, causing her to tremble. Just as the cold began to seep deeper, a sudden unexpected warmth engulfed her. Startled, she turned to see Dante gently wrapping a scarf around her shoulder. His eyes filled with tender emotions.She pulled the scarf together, her heart swelling with tender love."City looks so beautiful from up here," Maya said, dazzled by the sight of lights glimmering across the hillside. Smiling, Dante stepped forward. "But this is not why I brought you here," he revealed, confusing her. She turned to look at him. He raised his hand and pointed a finger towards the sky. Her breath caught as her eyes widened in awe, her gaze drinking in the breathtaking beauty of the glittering night sky. He stood behind her, his chest touching her back. "Ain't they beautiful?" he asked softly. She nodded, caught in the beauty of the sky. He couldn't help but marvel at
Maya locked eyes with Katty. A maid had told her that Mrs. Martinez was waiting for her in the living room. She had no idea why she wanted to see her but she had a hunch that it was related to her pregnancy. She had decided she would refuse outrightly if she asked her to abort her child. Mrs. Martinez offered her a soft smile as she rose from the couch. Maya reciprocated with a hesitant smile of her own. "Since Dante isn’t around, I thought it was the ideal time to meet you." Katty started, deepening her sense of unease. "Why..why did you want to see me?" Maya asked, her guards up."You are glowing," Katty noted before adding in a friendly manner, "Pregnancy does that to you." Her eyes drifted to her belly where her grandkid was growing. The warmth in her gaze didn't escape Maya's notice."Thank you," she replied, smiling genuinely. She was glowing not because of her pregnancy but because of him. Her son was the reason behind her happiness. Dante was on cloud nine since he heard
She yanked him closer. Her hands moving with an urgency as she began undressing his chiseled frame. She traced the hard contours of his chest with her palm, the beats of his heart sending a fluttering sensation through her core. He was fascinating- sculpted like a statue. Perfection. The sexual attraction she felt for him was insane—the aching need to have his body wrap around hers. He ripped open his shirt, the buttons scattering across the floor with a sharp clatter. After that, he grabbed the fabric of her nightdress and tore it open with a ripping sound that mimicked her urgency. They both were burning in the inferno of desire. Gripping her wide hips, he drew her against his erection. With a titillating grinding motion, he moved it against her pulsating tender flesh. She moaned, her senses unraveling with need. Desire overwhelmed her to the point she wanted to cry. "Dante," she moaned breathlessly, he was teasing her relentlessly. "What do you want, baby?" he demanded in hoars