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Stephanie Toussaint.After the awkward conversation with Matt, I headed to the waiting room. Enzo was calmly waiting for me there. If he’s ever felt intimidated by the memory of Matt, I hope today has shown him it’s just that. A memory.We waited four hours, until, finally; we saw Amelia come out. Quickly, we stand up, eager to hear her.“The operation was a success, Steph. Your dad is already in his room, resting. Before coming to tell you the good news, I waited for him to come out of the anesthesia. He is alright. Breathe easy, friend.”“Thank you, Ame!” I hug her tightly while kissing her cheek.Enzo approaches her and hugs her too, while saying, “Good job, sis. We never doubted your skill.”Amelia laughs and hits him on the arm. “Yes, I know. I am amazing. This hospital should pay me more.”We all laughed at her comment. Then she says, “queen, I’m going to go lie down for a while. I’m on call today and has been a long one. Let’s talk tomorrow?”“Sure, Ame. Hey, can we go to dad’s
Stephanie Toussaint.I take little Christian’s hand and we walk slowly through the restaurant. This allows me to observe the place, and it is truly exquisite. At the entrance, I can see many people waiting at the bar for a table to be free and there is a line of people waiting outside just to enter the bar area.“Do you remember where you were sitting?”“Hum… I just remember that we entered, and the lady led us down a hallway.”I frown, trying to remember the hallway. “Was there something else where you went? Anything that caught your attention?”“I do not remember.” I see how the little one lowers his gaze as a sign of sadness. Oh, my God! He’s so adorable. It makes me want to hug him and shower him with kisses!I tell him, “Don’t worry, honey. We will find your parents.”He looks up and says, “I don’t have a mom. And I don’t like dad’s girlfriend. She shouts a lot.” He frowns after saying it.I sigh, as I realize how lucky my girls are. Enzo loves them madly and would be incapable of
Stephanie Toussaint.After meeting Matt’s son and the awkward conversation I had with him, I quickly returned to Enzo’s arms.“Babe, you took too long. Something happened? Is everything alright?”I smile at him budding concern as I say, “Yes, honey. I’m fine. When I came out of the bathroom, I found a little boy outside, lost.”Ethan frowns and says, “That’s strange. We always ask families who attend with children to keep their eyes on them and that an adult must always accompany the little ones. Usually it is a quiet restaurant, but you know Enzo, how adults are when there is a bar involved.”I watch as Enzo nods as he says, “Yes. You can have extra security, but things always happen that are beyond management’s control.”Then he turns his gaze to me, while saying, “and what happened to the little one? Were you able to help him?”I bite my lip, unsure whether to tell Enzo the truth. He is a great man, but he is not a saint. I don’t want to hurt him, and I know the memory of Matt make
Vicenzo Toussaint.We entered the room and without waiting to turn on the light, I took Steph’s hand and roughly pressed her against the wall. I raise her hands above her head, immobilize her with my hips and crash my hot mouth against hers again.I insert my tongue, massaging her. I bite her bottom lip softly and Steph responds with an exquisite moan. Starting with a kiss on her jaw, I then proceed to her neck. I bite it playfully without freeing her hands or moving away from her. I suck it and kiss it. Her breathing is strained and a series of moans leave her lips.I love feeling her mine. I love having her all to myself and eager to please and be pleased.I free her hands and take off her coat. I tear off the dress she was wearing, leaving her only in her underwear.She roughly removes my coat and also breaks all the buttons on my shirt, leaving my chest exposed. I quickly unbutton my pants and undress.I turn to Steph, leaving her face and hands against the wall, while I keep kiss
Stephanie Toussaint.After spending a full night of wild, delirious sex with my beautiful husband, we faced the chilly morning holding hands, lying on the king-sized bed. I look at Enzo’s face and he looks serene. The man didn’t give me any respite, and I didn’t want him to give it to me either. I wanted so badly to feel him like this… wild.Speaking of wild, I laugh, because I do not know what I’m going to wear. Enzo ripped off my clothes and panties, leaving only my bra. As for me, I made sure I didn't get left behind. I ripped off the buttons on his shirt.“Good morning, Mrs. Toussaint.” He says, whispering in my ear with his husky and seductive voice, sending multiple chills down my spine.I bite my lip and say, “Good morning, indeed, Mr. Toussaint.”“Did you have a pleasant night?”“What you did last night should be illegal in this country.”“Oh, if you disagree, you should write to the president to add it to his speeches.”“I’ll try to do it.”He smiles flirtatiously and says, “
Stephanie Toussaint.A pair of blue eyes stare at me intensely from head to toe… hungry… “Matt!”“Stephanie? Were you the one who screamed all night?”My eyes widen and I feel my face turn red with embarrassment. Instinctively, my hands go to my cheeks, forgetting that I was holding my towel. It falls to the ground, leaving me naked before his penetrating sight.Matt looks at me from head to toe again and, in one motion, pushes me into the room and closes it. I quickly grab the towel and wrap myself in it again, absolutely embarrassed by everything.His breathing is heavy, and his eyes are dark. He watches me like a predator looking at his prey, saying nothing. I clear my throat and say, “What are you doing here?”He raises an eyebrow at me and walks over to where I am, slowly. For every step he takes, it’s a step I take back, as he says, “It’s my hotel, Steph. In fact, I live next door. I came here to ask you to leave because you didn’t let anyone sleep last night.”I cover my mouth
Matthew Anderson.As I laid my eyes upon Stephanie, standing before me in her natural state, I felt a surge of desire that reignited the passion I believed was extinguished. The embers burned me the minute she opened the door wrapped only in a towel and when it fell to the floor; I had to have her.I was not only overcome with lust but also with rage and jealousy. Enzo fucked Stephanie all night like a whore and she enjoyed it. In the twenty years that she was with me, I never heard her enjoy herself like that.I feel betrayed and disappointed, because even though she seemed happy with me, I can now see that I didn’t make her happy. Not really. How long was she feeling like this? Why didn’t she ever tell me anything?Seeing her naked again, the memories of twenty years overwhelmed me like an avalanche of snow. There isn’t a cell in my body that doesn’t love every part of her. Even having her daughters with Enzo, I would still learn to love them, because they are a part of her.She is
Matthew AndersonAmelia tells me, “Okay, Matt. Let’s sit down. I need you to tell me everything Chris did from yesterday to this morning.”My eyes grow very wide as I look at the two of them. I tell them, “Okay, but first, tell me the truth, Amelia. What is happening to him?”She looks at me and says, “Matt, we don’t know. That’s why I need you to tell us everything he did and what he ate since yesterday. Clearly, something is making him sick and we need to find out what it is as soon as possible.”I nod silently and tell them everything we did from yesterday morning until today. There are things I don’t know because Chris was at home and I was here. “I’ll call Andrea, his babysitter, and ask her for the remaining information.”I tell her as calmly as I can. But in reality, I have anger, sadness... fear. I can’t lose my son. We’ve come so far since I find him at the hotel. I can’t lose him now.Amelia tells me, “That would be nice. You have my number, Matt. Anything you remember or th
Stephanie Toussaint.After the conversation with the judge in her office, we went out through the hallway. I watched as Matt continued walking towards the courtroom and Enzo stopped me by taking my hand. He said, “Babe, you need to go home.”I frowned and said, “But I don’t want to leave you alone, Enzo. Not after what happened in that office. You’ll have to face that horrible lawyer. He’s a real jerk.”Enzo gave me a tender smile as he said, “Don’t worry, babe. Now, the most important thing is you and the babies. We did all this to prevent you from being here. There’s no point in you staying and you know it.”I sighed deeply because I know Enzo is right, as he always is. I reluctantly agreed. He kissed my lips and walked into the courtroom behind Matt. I saw how the two most important men in my life walked away from me.I turned my head and saw that Taylor was waiting for me. I approached him and said, “Let me guess. Matt asked you to take me home.”“Both. Mr. Anderson and Mr. Toussa
Matthew Anderson.True to his word, Enzo arrived twenty minutes after I did. I waited in my car until my security team showed up at the scene. All this so I don’t have to deal with unpleasant pushes or hits. Journalists can become actual sons of bitches when they want to, all to get the news first.Once inside, I politely greeted Enzo and Steph. Every day I feel prouder of myself since I have learned to manage my jealousy and my possessiveness. In these moments, I know Enzo cares for her and loves her just like I do, and she, although she doesn’t recognize it, I know she loves us both. God! I didn’t think I’d be able to share, but being close to Steph, I’ll take any piece she wants to give me.The three of us headed to Judge Barrett’s office, who was waiting for us. The prosecutor knocks on the door and quickly welcomes us. We were instructed that only he and Steph could talk. Marie sent her a certificate saying that she cannot subject herself to high levels of stress, since her pregn
Matthew Anderson.Two weeks have passed since the altercation with Antonella in my office. Since that day, I haven’t seen her anywhere. Not even at her precious social events that she loves to attend so much. They say that she has been confined to her mansion in the company of her family, preparing for the trial.My uncle Tom has been the first victim of this entire battle. He separated from his husband. Apparently, Raul made him choose between his family and us. My uncle, like any good Anderson, hates ultimatums and threats and, leaving no room for discussion, he took his belongings and left.I honestly hate all of this. Tom is a great man who deserves all the happiness in the world. I feel terrible that his husband made him choose. Stephanie tried to talk about it, but Tom immediately cut her off. He says he doesn’t feel like talking about it. He has stayed at my house ever since.The prosecution has called me to be a witness. They wanted to call Steph too, but I flatly refused. The
Vicenzo Toussaint.With each passing day, I feel like Steph is moving further away from me. Maybe it’s just an assumption on my part, but there’s nothing that can take away the feeling that I’m losing her. She is extremely volatile, everything I say to her makes her angry and I honestly don’t know how to get to her. I don’t know how to approach her without her trying to rip my head off.It’s like Stephanie has put up an enormous wall separating her from me. I have always characterized myself as a self-confident man, however, this woman is my downfall. Since I met her, life has become a constant movement, always changing. I must be attentive all the time because I know that at any moment someone can take her away from me.Stephanie is one in a million. There is no quality about her I don’t love, even those that drive me crazy. I wouldn’t change any part of her. I love her just the way she is. Together with the girls, they have become my entire world. I would sacrifice my life to protec
Stephanie Toussaint.After hanging out with Matt during the afternoon, I returned home. Enzo was waiting for me, angry, in the office. Not wanting to argue with him again, I decided to take a nap, therefore; I headed without delay to the comfort of my room.Today it was Matt’s turn to pick up the kids, and we agreed he would return the girls at dinner time. That gave me exactly almost two hours to sleep and try to bury the dramas of my life, if only for a moment.I lay down on the bed and almost immediately, sleep came to me. It was like I was walking through the incredible vineyards of Italy. Everything around me was green, while the evening sun sheltered my bare shoulders. The view was simply extraordinary.Majestic mountains rose before me, while in the distance, an old house housed the laughter of children playing in the surroundings. A whisper in my ear brought me out of my shocked state. “I love you, dear.”I turned my face, and Matt was there. His black hair was disheveled by t
Stephanie Toussaint.When I felt Matt’s fingers on my chin, it sent a shiver down my spine. Feeling his perfume with wood tones, and seeing his incredible blue eyes staring at me, for a moment, I lost myself. I don’t know if it’s the pregnancy hormones or if it was really me, but at that moment, I wanted him.I wanted so much for him to kiss me, to take me in his arms, sit me on his desk and make love to me like he did years ago. Oh, how I wanted to feel his cock inside my pussy again! How I needed to see him leave marks on my skin, eyewitnesses that I belong to him!But what the fuck is wrong with me? Since when have I become unfaithful? This has to stop, Steph! Nothing good will come of all this. You are a MARRIED woman! You can’t go around hurting those around you. I can’t do to Enzo what Matt did to me.And there it was. The intrinsic reminder of what happened the day before my failed marriage. An infidelity so painful that, even though years have passed, it feels just as fresh. I
Matthew Anderson.Two weeks later.After a week of intense searching, Stephanie and I found the perfect school for the three children. In honor of me being able to get close to the girls, we agreed that we’ll take turns picking them up so I can spend time with them without scaring them away.A few days ago, Stephanie mentioned to me she wanted to go back to work, but Enzo got furious with her for telling me. Honestly, I don’t know what problems they both have, but I’m secretly glad they do. It may sound selfish, but my love for her has not diminished at all in all these years. It has only increased.Every day that I can spend a few minutes with her, talk to her, or just see her smile makes my day considerably better. I find myself smiling more and being nicer to everyone. She makes me be and want to be a better person.“Matt?”I shake my head, turn my chair and there I see her. Radiant, beautiful and perfect, stopped at the door with her smile on her face and her bright green eyes, lo
Stephanie Toussaint.Christian’s question stuck in my soul. Damn kids! I forgot how cruel they can be to those who are different from them. Thank God, I have never had these types of problems with the girls, since they know how to defend themselves. Most likely, if they were here, they would take revenge on the children who made Christian suffer.I hug him tighter, protecting him against my chest. I look up and tell Enzo, “Call Matt. He has to know this.”He sighs, nods silently, takes out his cell phone and calls Matt. The director quickly approaches me, saying, “But Mrs. Toussaint, there is no need to bother Matt with this.”I frown, enraged, as I say, “Are you serious? You, being an educator, don’t you consider this to be serious? That children tell him this is not childish or something about age. This makes up school abuse. I presume you have protocols to address these types of situations. Right?”The director widens his eyes and stammers a “Yes.”“Do you mind explaining them to m
Stephanie Toussaint.After the conversation I had with Matt, about what almost happened to him, and adding the stupid pregnancy hormones to that, I felt more confused than ever. It’s as if the years had not passed and the butterflies that I feel every time he is around have been reactivated.After I got home, I went out with Enzo to have our love affair. And as always, it was great. However, the little voice in the back of my head kept telling me how much I would like to feel Matt’s lips on mine again. What? What the fuck am I thinking? Get out of there, Stephanie! It’s just the hormones making me hornier than usual.I sigh, thinking about all this, as I look out the car window. “Babe, we’re here.” Enzo’s husky and velvety voice interrupts my thoughts.I look around and realize that we are indeed already at Saint George’s School. We get off. Enzo takes my hand, and we enter the building.It has ancient architecture, with fine finishes. In the hallways, you can see some children from a