I never saw her speaking so freely with anyone or is it just me? She still never smiles and I know that I shouldn't expect one when I clearly haven't given her a reason to smile, but soon that is going to change.I want her smile. I will get it no matter what it costs.The mere thought of her smiling at someone else wasn't settling well with me. I can sense my blood rising to my veins just thinking of her smiling at someone else, which isn't going to happen that I'm going to make sure of it.I want her to smile at me, for me and no one else.Her breath hitched when she saw me staring at her with my intense gaze. She visibly gulped. Fear! We need to work on that. I don't want her to be scared of me, but not anymore. I had to be more patient with her when I'm anything but that."d-dinner is ready."She says sluttering. Can't she speak one sentence without sluttering? Guess what we need to work on that too."hmm."I turned my back and started to stalk towards our bedroom. I took a quick sh
Author's POV'It was afternoon where the light was coming from the window and walking on her delicate skin, making it glow naturally. She had been sleeping peacefully ever since they landed on Vincent's private island. Feeling a little hot, Eva tries to remove those white sheets from her body.A groan left her lips when she opened her eyes fully, meeting the sudden bright light. Settling herself on the fluffy bed, she stared at her surroundings like a lost puppy but found no one except for the big glass window from where the sea was visible and wind-blows which were making the curtains flow, the chirping of birds.It was a refreshing afternoon. The room had expensive white esthetics. It was still confusing for Eva until she remembered their flight, which was her very first flight of her life. She was scared, but when Vincent held her close to his heart she felt at peace.She found her peace in his embrace. It was very confusing for her to understand all these feelings, but she had an
He came towards her with a playful smirk playing on his lips and stood right in front of her, but she was still staring at him in daze. Vincent found it cute and amusing at the same time."Like what you see, wifey?"He asked, making her come out of her delulu land. She flinched, and then she realized that she was staring at him the whole time. Heat rose in her cheeks, making a crimson blush appear on her cheeks."So fucking adorable."Vincent was controlling himself from fisting her hair and kiss her till he left her breathless, but he stopped that erge. Taking a few steps towards her, reducing the distance, he asked."Do you like this place?""Y-Yes, I like it."Eva answered while gulping due to their close proximity. He slammed her body against his by holding her waist. His front was pressed up against hers, reducing all the remaining closeness between them."But your eyes say otherwise, like they are agitated, you are nervous. Your eyes hold fear, so do you, butterfly."Vincent sai
Eva's POV' I stared at the window as the rain kept hitting the glass. There was something so satisfying about it. As if the rain is trying to reach out to you as it keeps knocking on your door, trying to ask you about how you feel about your current situation and trying to let you know that it's your only friend present when no one is there with you. I don't feel alone when it rains. I sighed as I looked at the ring on my finger which told me that I belong to my beast of a husband who's been nothing but gentle with me in the past few days. I don't know why he's acting that way all of a sudden, not that I'm complaining, of course not. I'm relieved that he's no longer torturing me, but physically, it's a torture every time I see him shirtless or when he's so close to me that I merely breathe. I'm keeping as much distance as possible but failing miserably even though I know that somewhere in my heart I have feelings for which I shouldn't be considering the fact that how he treated me
He pulls me in his arms, which he never did before, and I try to relax, but I couldn't because the only thing which is running inside my head I don't want to give in to it. The question is how long will I be able to hold onto it?The thought made me shiver because I knew that I wouldn't be just giving my body to him but my soul too. I could feel my body tremble from the effect he had on me. I looked up at his face as his eyes were closed just like his soul. He looks so peaceful yet so eternally beautiful and a sight to behold, but I could feel the darkness surrounding him. I was scared of being drowned inside them."Stop staring at me unless you want to be fucked."Catching me off guard, he said while opening his eyes. God, how much I love his dirty talk, which I didn't know until now. I looked away. When I didn't say anything, he continued."Do not tempt me with your eyes, butterfly. You make it hard for me to not touch you.""I wasn't trying to tempt you. I-I was just staring."I tr
While I was sitting, my thoughts went to what Vincent said last night. It was hard not to think about it. Tonight he wants it to happen between us. The thought made me shiver as goosebumps erupted in my sensitive skin just at the mere thought. The effect he had on me has no limit."That dress looks beautiful on you."I was startled when he came into view out of the blue. I was wearing a long-length green floral dress which fitted perfectly against my body.It's from those limited edition floral dresses which he brought for me. I looked at him as he sat across from me at the coffee table. His presence always makes it thrilling and nervous at the same time."Thank you."Accepting the compliment, I said. He didn't break eye contact, which made the whole situation more intense."What's wrong, butterfly? You seem nervous."This man! I told you he can read me from inside and outside without even trying while he's a closed book to me, which is very hard to read. He knew exactly why I was ner
I gripped the surrounding sheets in a tight hold as I was feeling nervous. It was raining outside, and I don't know why it suddenly started to rain in Hawaii, but it bothered me as I love rain, but right even rain can't distract me. From the storm which is roaming inside me.I should feel powerful right when I have a gun in hand. Which, of course, Vincent handed went not long ago before he goes bathroom. He's still showering, and it is making me nervous if I become more specific. Then that would be what would happen afterward. That thought was making me nervous.The glass sliding was making it clear that it was heavily raining outside. The rain came down through the glass sliding straight and silvery, like a punishment of steel and rods. The thundering sound made me come out of a daze.I tightened the hold around the gun, but it made it more complicated. Right there are tons of questions running inside my head, like if he accidentally hurt me, would I be able to pull the trigger on hi
'Sleep tight because I won't let you go even if you want.'Those were the exact words he said to me last night before I felt in a deep slump. Those words kept running in my head before I opened my eyes fully to adjust the light, and then I recalled last night. I was alone in bed and that's when the Realization hit me so hard that I nearly fell off the bed. I gasped as I remembered that last night I lost my virginity to him.A tear rolled down my cheek and I sneezed. How can I be so dumb as to give myself to him? After all the torture he did to me, just why did I do that? I sobbed harder this time, still thinking that he did that, thinking of me as Naomi when I'm his wife. Did he do it last night because he thinks of me as Naomi? Was it Naomi, he imagined? My heart clenched at the thought. I can handle anything, but not that. All along I was filling myself to think that he believed me.Another realization shot me. That night, there was someone I heard him talking with, and it was a fem
Seven months later!The bedroom was a slumbering giant, quiet and dark. The only source of light was soft moonlight reaching through the window. The shadow of Eva clung to the walls as she got up from the bed way too silently, preventing herself from making any noise that could wake her husband. She entered the kitchen. The only sound was a faint hum of the fridge as she tiptoed barefoot across the cool tiles. Every step felt like a secret, the wood beneath her feet creaking just enough to make her pause and to see if her husband had come around.But she can't blame herself for waking up in the middle of the night because of her pregnancy cravings. That craving hit her like a storm hours ago, a hunger so fierce it gnawed at her and tugged her out of bed. Eva opened the fridge door with a careful softness, as if even the rush of cold air might betray her. The insides are glowing like a treasure chest just like moonlight.Grinning, she opened the ice-cream tub, taking a spoonful of mint
There's a phrase called.'Pain is a silent storm that rages within, unseen by the world but felt in every breath I take.'They lost a baby!But they still had another one!In the hospital's white sheets Eva stared blankly at the ceiling. She was numb to feel anything absorbing the news from earlier. Her heart wasn't ready to accept that they had lost a baby, but she was still pregnant with the other one. Yes, she was pregnant with twins, but their fate took an ugly turn. Her heart pained at the loss, but at the same time it was relieved that she was still pregnant. She was pregnant but she lost the other one. She didn't know how to feel about it.The doctor checked her with a stethoscope while Vincent's gaze remained stuck on her stomach. He was feeling the same emotions as her but showed an emotionless demeanor towards the outer world."It's a phenomenon called 'vanishing twin syndrome'. It wasn't a rare case, as people believe, but who can escape destiny?"The doctor's last words ad
Author's POV'Eva trembled as fear started rising in her when Chloe declared that, and before she could open her mouth to say something, a loud voice could be heard inside the basement."I'll burn down the world, including you, if you even dare to hurt my wife, Chloe."Her eyes snapped towards the source of the voice. She took a breath of relief as silent tears made their way through her eyes."Oh, so you have finally come, my dear son."Chloe stated sarcastically, but my eyes were stuck on Vincent, who wasn't even glancing her way. Her heart clenched thinking he might not forgive her this time for the stupidity she did."Come to the point, Chloe."His eyes remained firm on his mother."What's the hurry, son? We are meeting after so long, and I'm your mother, so don't call me by my name."Chloe's eyes started to turn red in anger when she stated the last line."You don't deserve to be called a mother. In fact, you don't deserve to be one."Chloe gritted her teeth at his words."Watch
"If you want to find out about an important woman in your husband's life, then come and meet me at the given location."I stared at the message in front of me blankly. I was so excited not too long ago, and I was feeling numb not understanding my own feelings. After finding out about my pregnancy, the happiness and incredible feelings which I was feeling was just indescribable. I was so excited to surprise Vincent with this news, but got this heartbreaking message which shattered my heart into pieces.Is this the same woman whom Vincent was taking with the other day?I need to find out about her. It is a necessity for me to know, since Vincent wasn't telling me on his own. We can't move on to our next chapter of life without knowing one's past life. He already knows about mine but me, on the other hand? What about me? Isn't it my right to know about my husband's past life which he refused to tell me about?"Since you won't tell me, I need to find out on my own or else we can't move on
Holding my hair at one side, I continued to throw up in the toilet of whatever I ate this afternoon until my stomach emptied completely. Vomits are the most disgusting thing in the world. I always find them way to hell because it takes all my strength away, leaving me numb and weak. I was feeling so numb that I couldn't even stand on my feet even if I tried, so I sat there until I was able to stand on my feet.I was still feeling that sweet sore between my legs after our last night's session.I'm not complaining though. A tear rolled down my cheeks when last night flashed in front of me."I don't want you again in my life. Do you get that? I'm happy with my wife and don't want any other woman in my life."Whom was he talking about? Is he hiding his past from me? Don't I have the right to know? Did he had another woman in his past, and now she's trying to get back?I sobbed as I felt an immense pain inside my heart when I thought about possibilities. I should trust him and nothing else.
I stared up at him with my glossy eyes while his eyes were still closed as he made his wish with a blow of a candle. I smiled back through my glossy eyes when he opened his eyes, smiling."It's not a good thing to let others know about your wishes, Vincent."I exclaimed softly, trying to control my tears, but unfortunately, one tear escaped from my eye. He chuckled lowly before wiping my tear using his thumb."For me, I wanted you to know my wish."He whispered near my ear, leaning down."Because no one can fulfill it rather than you."I smiled, bringing the cake up towards him."Come on now, cut the cake and tell me how it is?"I exclaimed happily, but he narrowed his eyes in curiosity. I sighed dramatically before saying."Because I made it with my own hands for you."It's my first cake which I baked by the way, but I won't tell him because I don't want to terrify him by telling him it's my first time making a cake. Yes, I have baked before, but they were muffins, not cakes.He shoo
Eva's POV'Time, a ceaseless tide, moves on, A river with no end or dawn.It flows in whispers, soft and fast, turning the future into the past.Pages turn and seasons blend, stories shift, the chapters bend.In its current, moments flee, Echoes of what used to be.Yet within its endless sweep, we find the dreams we strive to keep.Time, in all its fleeting grace, Shapes the contours of our place. Like now when two years went by in a daze, and yet we never knew.There's no doubt when they say time flies faster than a shooting star, fleeting moments that swiftly spar.It rushes by like whispers in the wind, leaving echoes of the life we’ve pinned.And like that, it's been two years and my nephew is already eighteen months old. Literally, he's a gem of our family and the most adorable baby so far. Whenever I see Naomi's son, I always feel like I really want one, but am always scared of how Vincent will react. When I'm yet to confess my feelings, more specifically my jumbled feelings. It
Eva gasped when he lifted her off the ground."What are you doing?"She hissed."Can't you see I'm carrying my wife?"Her heart flattered when he said that. Placing her on the couch, he sat beside her."Is it hurting?"Vincent asked while taking her wrist in his hold. She nodded her head in anticipation."I know it is."He declared while kissing the red spot on her wrist. Her wrist throbbed with an insistent ache, the swelling turning her skin a painful shade of red.As her husband gently kissed the inflamed area, his touch was both tender and soothing. The warmth of his lips seemed to carry a comfort that transcended the physical relief he was offering. At that moment, her pain felt less like an isolated torment and more like a shared experience, softened by his unwavering presence.Her heart swelled with a deep, aching gratitude, mingled with an overwhelming sense of love. Tears threatened to spill, not just from the pain, but from the profound reassurance of his compassion. She fel
As the sun began its gentle descent, the sky transformed into a serene canvas of soft pastel—blushed pinks, mellow oranges, and calming purples blending seamlessly. The air, now cooler than the warmth of the day, carried a gentle, fragrant breeze that rustled through the trees in a soothing lullaby.Shadows stretched long and delicate, dancing lightly on the ground as if playing tag with the fading light. The distant hum of day-to-day life receded, replaced by the quiet symphony of crickets and the occasional chirp of a nightingale.The horizon, tinged with a tranquil glow, seemed to embrace the world in a comforting embrace, promising rest and renewal as the stars began to twinkle softly above. In this gentle twilight, the evening wrapped everything in a blanket of peace, inviting reflection and calm except for Eva. crueltyIt was almost a serene night and there were no traces of Vincent, which was making Eva restless. It was unsettling for her after whatever happened a few hours ago