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Ariana wasn't next to me by the time I woke up the next morning. Seemed like she was up before me because I slept in a little later than usual. I headed down the stairs and heard some clattering in the kitchen. I walked towards it in hopes that she would be in there waiting for breakfast to be served. To my surprise, she was actually cooking alongside Amy who was brewing some coffee. They both hadn't noticed my presence while they were caught up in whatever they were conversing about. Seemed like they were getting along pretty well and it was no surprise to me because Ariana tended to be receptive to everyone, both young and old. Amy spotted me first. She smiled at me and I returned it slightly before trailing my eyes over to my Spanish beauty who was so busy chopping up sausages for breakfast, she did not notice my presence. I gestured for Amy to keep mute while I sneakily went around the counter and stood behind Ariana. When she finally raised her head and was about to turn aro
Being His Wife Chapter Seventy six
Damien's POV;I swear she knocked the breath out of my lungs the moment I saw her in that two piece bikini. I just could not breathe.Ariana had never been so scantily dressed around me so my reaction is very much explanatory.Those voluptuous curves I had not gotten a chance to explore. From the luscious mounds of flesh on her chest down to her tiny waist to her wide hips and equally luscious derrière. Wow! And those thick thick thighs! Damn...Amy knew for sure that my eyes were stuck on her and wouldn't stop laughing about how stupefied I went at the sight of her and my not so little guy was responding as such, which was not helpful at all. If only this woman knew the things she was doing to me. If only...After my senses had returned a little bit, I dived into the water with her while Amy took pictures. She was in no mood for a swim and according to her, it was our honeymoon, she didn't want to get in the way. If only either of them knew I came to Bora Bora just because of my sist
Being His Wife Chapter Seventy seven
We were boarding the jet once again, heading back home to LA. Unlike the last time, Amy was with us and had gone in ahead of me. I took one last glance at the beautiful place I had spent the last one week at and sighed. I'd miss it a lot. I got in and buckled up for takeoff. Amy had her mouth agape just like I did when I first saw the interiors of the exquisite aircraft. I laughed. For the most part of the flight, Damien was absent, doing God knows what. Amy and I were seated next to each other binge watching series on the screens in front of us. I slept off a few times and came back awake to continue watching movies until we landed, ten hours later. Damien went out ahead of us. He was now in full boss mode again. I sighed at the thought of what that meant. "Babe." I called out to him as soon as we got down. My legs hurt from all the sitting and I walked pretty slowly, I wondered how he was able to walk so briskly like he didn't just go through a long flight. He turned to glan
Being His Wife Chapter Seventy eight
Third Person's POV; The chilliness of the morning brought sinking feelings in the hearts of everyone in the Kingston villa. There was something inauspicious about the day but no one could place their finger on it. Damien was up in his master bedroom, seated on the bare floor, staring out into space, wondering how he would get himself together because he was in one of the most disheveled states he had ever seen himself in. Ariana was crouched on her bed doing the exact same thing her husband was doing in the room opposite her. Nursing the same sinking feeling in her heart just as everyone else. She looked a mess, so did he. Were they going to let their appearances depict how they felt on the inside? No, of course not. Like someone of great repute once said; 'On those days when you're not feeling on top of the world like usual, you just have to pretend. Don't let anyone see through you.' And that was what they did. From showers to makeup to dressing up, they were ready to conquer th
Being His Wife Chapter Seventy nine
"I know this is the part where Amy would tell you about how I caused everything but before you do all that I'm just going to speak now." Gerald said and Stella turned to him in astonishment. "What are you talking about, Gerald?" "I did it for you! That's what I'm saying!" He stood up and she followed. "Don't tell me you-" "Yes Stella, I caused the fire and had George killed because he took you away from me and you did not want to divorce him." He cut her off. He sounded insane and it took a lot for Damien to not throttle him at that point. The sound of a loud smack filled the room and it was the connecting of Stella's palm to Gerald's cheek in a hard slap. Ariana had never seen her mother in law so angry. The woman looked like a fierce fire breathing dragon. "I thought my daughter was dead all because of you! My son hates me because of you! Oh I wish I never met you!" Her scream was heart wrenching. It told
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Third Person's POV; Stella had become a shadow of herself within the last few days. Everyone seemed to be getting on with their lives and delving into the Christmas spirit but she was excluded. She sat in her room all day and hardly ate anything. They were all worried and hoped she would come around soon. She was too shamefaced to meet Amy. What was she supposed to say to her long lost daughter after her husband almost killed her and in fact killed her father. She just couldn't face her. She stared at herself in the mirror and visibly cringed at how pale and unkempt she looked. Stella dragged herself up and found her way down the silent hallway and into the study. She sat still for few seconds before reaching out to the drawers on her table. Just like always, her intuition did not fail her. A part of her had always known that no matter how long it took, the truth would always be brought to light. And here it was staring her right in the face. It was more than what she thought it
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Damien's POV; After storming out of the cemetery, I decided it was best that I distracted myself with work. I obviously had lots of things to catch up on. "Merry Christmas sir." "Merry Christmas Drew." I replied my assistant as I walked into my office. I saw that the whole place had been decorated since it was already few days to Christmas. "How was your vacation sir?" He asked with a wide grin and I wondered what was getting him so excited. Drew was like that all the time so I let it be. "It was great. What's in my schedule today?" I questioned. "I had most of your meetings cleared out because it's Christmas but, you do have a lot of files to see to." He informed me and with a curt nod, I dismissed him and got to work. In the middle of the day, a call came through my private line and I picked up without delay. "Hey babe." Her sweet voice rang through my eardrums and I smirked. "Who are you with?" I asked her knowingly while I leaned back on my seat in a lazy pose. "No one. D
Being His Wife Chapter Eighty two
New year's eve found us in New York. My father was elated to see us. Despite how worrisomely pale he looked, he went about with gaiety and made us comfortable. We arrived early that morning and by midday we were lazing around in my dad's living room. I was seated next to Damien even as my father narrated some of his humorous stories about my childhood to my husband. I was so embarrassed when he reminded me of the time I had fourteen deviled eggs that had stayed overnight and ended up going through the most uncomfortable stooling experience I've ever had. "Papa esto es tan vergonzoso!" I whined, obviously a blushing mess. (Dad, this is so embarrassing!) He laughed boisterously and it led him into fits of coughs. I rushed to his side and had him drink a glass of water but what I saw had me setting the cup aside as I stared at him in a mix of shock, worry and fear. "Dad, blood! You're coughing out blood!" I pointed out in terror, glued to the spot I stood on. Damien rushed to my si
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