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
Matthew Anderson.Seeing Steph come to see me, despite how moron I was towards her in the morning, made me fall to my knees, crying bitterly. Maybe she’s the only one in the entire world who can understand how I feel. I know she loves her daughters, and if one of them got hospitalized, it would devastate her.Stephanie caresses my back as she says, “Matt, don’t worry. This will pass. Your son will be fine. Trust the girls. They are very good at what they do.”As tears stream down my face, I hastily raise my hands to cover my eyes, trying to regain composure. I see Steph is kneeling next to me. Clearing my throat, I say, “Thank you for being here, Steph. It means the world to me.”She nods silently. Then she says, “did you call the police?”I stand up and help her do the same, while telling her, “Taylor is taking care of that. I presume they will be here soon.”“That’s good. The important thing is that it is evolving well and is in the best hands. Chris will be fine, Matt. Children are
Stephanie Toussaint. One month after. After my father’s operation, which was a success, we stayed in the city for a longer time. Although the operation was a success, Dad was still convalescing and asked Vicenzo to take care of his business while he recovered. I love that my dad blindly trusts Enzo, just like I do. During these days, we have taken the girls as vacations. We have taken them to different parts of the country. They had been asking us to do it for a long time, because they wanted to see the place where we lived for so long. As expected, they loved it and now they don’t want to go back. “Mommy! Hurry up! I want to go to the park.” I sigh as I say, “I’m coming, Lottie, calm down.” I go to the entrance of the house and there I see my little ones waiting for me. I frown and say, “Now, why are you angry?” “Because you’re taking too long, mommy!” Cat tells me, frowning. “Sorry honey. I’m ready. Let’s go to the car.” We left the house and there was Stuart with the door o
Stephanie Toussaint. Antonella’s face is one of shock. I knew Raul kept all his affairs private, but I never believed he would go to such extremes as to keep his children in the dark. Well, I can understand. My dad. He almost did the same thing to me, if it weren’t for Amelia and the people at the hospital. What happens to powerful men when they show themselves vulnerable? I sigh, sit back down, and tell her,, “Your dad looked for me when I was in Switzerland. I work at the neurosurgery institute. There, he paid me a visit. He asked me to try it, since no neurosurgeon wanted to go near that tumor. I accepted the challenge. What surprises me is that he didn’t tell you anything, not even after he was discharged.” “No, he said nothing. It’s frustrating, honestly. I’m the one who took over the car company and my other brothers are just an empty bag of money. Maybe that’s why dad said nothing.” I think for a moment and am extremely tempted to know if his children know about Tom’s existe
Stephanie Toussaint. I sigh deeply when I realize that this woman has abandoned a child in the park. Could she have done it on purpose? Did she genuinely forget? Well, that’s what happens when you leave a childless person to babysit. Amalia forgot the girls at home once. I look at the three of them and say, “Go play now. Then I’ll take you to lunch.” Christian tells me, “All three?” “Let me talk to your father and let’s see what he says first. Alright?” The little boy nods, giving me a big smile. Then the three of them return to the playground and I see them running around. I take out my cell phone and call Matt. It dials twice and I hear him say, “Steph? Everything is alright?” I sigh and say, “Hi Matt. Yes, I’m fine.” “So, what do you need? How can I help?” I clear my throat and say, “Matt, where is Christian?” “Christian? He is in the house.” “Are you sure about that?” “Why you ask? Do you know something?” “Chris is with me, Matt.” “Where are you? And why?” “We are in
Matthew Anderson. I was in my office when I got the call from Steph, and I felt my blood freeze with fear when she told me that Antonella had forgotten Chris in the park. And in addition, she warned her not to approach me. What the hell is she thinking? Who does she think she is to intervene in my life like that? It is true that I am giving myself the opportunity to rebuild my life with her, but that does not give her the right to approach Steph that way. I’m upset, no. Rage courses through my veins. I want to smash and shatter everything in sight. I want to yell at her and teach her that no one plays with me. I call Antonella and she answers me on the second ring. “Matt? How is everything going?” With a cold and emotionless voice, I say, “That’s what I wanted to ask you, Antonella. How is everything?” She seems to think for a few moments and then says, “Everything is fine. Why do you ask?” “Where are you?” I hear the door open, and she says, “Am right here.” And there I see her
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