Thirty minutes later, Xavier and Reina emerged from the glass doors of the elevator, stepping into the dimly lit underground parking lot, with Xavier's warm hand resting against Reina's lower back as he guided her with a protective ease toward their car. On reaching the car, Xavier opened the door for Reina, who flashed him a bright, appreciative smile before elegantly getting into the plush interior. He joined her as the car pulled out of the parking lot. However, the car had reached the hotel entrance when suddenly, a figure stepping out of the car ahead caught Xavierâs attention; his heart skipped. It was the one person he didn't wish to encounter, not now. Instinctively, he turned to Reina, grasping her face with a firm but gentle hold, and pressed his lips against hers with a fierce intensity, his kiss a declaration of possession amidst the unexpected turmoil. Reina was taken by surprise when Xavier leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, a rush of warmth flooding her
After an hour of driving along the winding, lush landscape, Reina, who was comfortably nestled in Xavier's arms, lifted her gaze to look at his face. The moment the car changed direction into a wooded area. The atmosphere shifted; the tall trees, standing like silent watchers, cast shadows across the vehicle. Xavier, whose brow was slightly furrowed, looked at her puzzled expression, and he responded with a reassuring smile, his eyes sparkling with mystery. Just as Reina opened her mouth to voice her confusion, the car transitioned onto a well-paved road that cut through the forest. She watched in silent awe as the landscape flitted by, vibrant greens blurred against the clear blue sky, as they glided along the secluded path for another ten minutes. Suddenly, they arrived at a grandiose gate, its imposing stature more formidable than the one she had seen at the lavish party a week ago. A group of guards stood vigilant, their postures stiff and watchful, clearly prepared for any intr
âI remember you.â Xavierâs heart raced at the sound of those words, an electric thrill surging through him as he clutched his chest. âAmore mio, you remember?â His voice trembled with hope. However, his words were met with Reinaâs unexpected response, her eyes lighting up with recognition. âYouâre the gentleman from the hotel,â she exclaimed, her smile illuminating her face. âYes, it was,â Alexandre confirmed, his excitement palpable as he nodded eagerly. Reina stood up, her expression radiant. But Alexandre, not ready to let her go, grasped her hand firmly, his small fingers wrapping around hers like a lifeline. âI want you to lift me up, mummy,â he implored, his voice a mix of innocence and desperation. Reina chuckled softly, her heart warming at the endearment as she squatted before him. âYou can call me Reina,â she said gently, her eyes sparkling with affection. âYour mummy might not be happy with you calling me that.â Alexandre shook his head vehemently, his grip on her ha
âReina!â Xavier cursed, remembering that in his fit of rage, he had abandoned herâhe left her in the living room to deal with the aftermath of their fallout. He got angry when Reina asked Alexandre to call her by her name instead of mom. The sight of tears welling in his son's eyes, a first that cut deep into Xavier's conscience, ignited something within him that he had long buried. He forgot it wasn't Reinaâs fault she doesn't remember then, but due to his selfishness. He caused all this mess; it was his fault. He didn't take Reina's feelings into consideration, but himself, how to make her his, how he forced an innocent girl into the role of a wife against her will. She had no choice but to accept him, together with his flaws. And he's doing it again, forcing her to accept him again, not taking into consideration her true feelings. With a heavy heart and an overwhelming sense of regret, he stood up, taking Alexandreâs small hand in his as they walked out together, the weight of his
~ Two days later ~ In a dimly lit bedroom, the loud, pleasurable moans of an elegant woman on all fours could be heard as the handsome man kneeling behind her pounds into her ruthlessly. He bent over, sealing their lips, his hands cupping her breasts and giving them a hard squeeze, which caused Yolanda to moan into Andre's mouth, shivering from pleasure. âFuucckk!!â Andre moaned hoarsely as Yolanda's walls clenched and pulsed around his dick, and that did it for him; he pulled out of her, and, without warning, he slammed into her; Yolanda gasped and moaned from the pleasure. Andre started to thrust in and out of her again, rougher and faster than before, groaning from the sensation as he watched Yolanda's juice drip down her thighs. âHarder!! Fuck! Fuck! I'm cumming!â Yolanda moaned as Andre slammed ruthlessly into her wet and dripping pussy from behind, making the sound of flesh smacking each other echo loudly throughout the bedroom. âYes! Yes! AndreeeeâŠ!!â she screamed and
For the past two days, Reina had remained locked inside her room. The silence of her isolation was only broken during midnight, when she ventured out to scrounge for something to eat in the quiet of the house. Reina stepped out of her bed and made her way to the kitchen. What she remained unaware of was that Xavier, consumed by a mix of worry and frustration, had been monitoring her every move from the glow of his laptop screen since day one. Following their argument two days ago, Xavier, unleashing his anger, had almost beaten the life out of Igor, but the arrival of Alfonso had abruptly shifted his focus. He delivered distressing news that his Russia base had been under an attack, leaving many of his men injured and billions in merchandise lost to thieves. With urgency coursing through him, Xavier had no choice but to depart and address the escalating crisis in the dead of night. What he hadn't anticipated was that Reina, stubborn and resolute, would continue to seclude herself in
Reina, in black, comfortable sneakers and fitted jeans, the fabric of her black sweater a stark contrast to her fair skin, and her long hair was pulled neatly into a ponytail that swayed with her movements, was anxiously pacing in her brightly lit room, the silence of the night amplifying the whirlpool of thoughts in her mind. She paused, her gaze fixed on the clock mounted on the wall. It was eleven o'clock. Biting her thumbnailâa habit she had since childhoodâshe does that whenever she is about to do something wrong, like taking something she knew wasn't hers. Reina took a deep breath before heading into the closet.A few minutes later, she emerged, clutched in her hand was a glittering purse that sparkled in the bright light. She glanced at the clock again; it was twenty minutes past eleven. Taking a deep breath, Reina approached her bedroom door, her heart racing with each step. She opened it slowly, peeking out into the hallway that was shrouded in darkness and stillness. The hou
Xavier's heart raced as he dashed out and jumped into one of his cars. The engine roared to life, and he sped toward the gate with a mix of urgency. Questions buzzed in his mind like angry hornets. Why would Reina resort to such risky behavior? Was she desperate to flee from him so much that she put her life in danger? Xavier's grip around the steering wheel tightened as the tires screeched to a halt as he approached the gate. The bodyguards, who had been on high alert, exchanged surprised glances at the sight of their boss stepping out of the vehicle, their expressions a mix of confusion and concern. âBoss,â Dimitri, the leader of the bodyguards, said, his brow furrowing as he met his bossâs anxious expression. âMy wife is lost in the woods; mobilize the men to begin a search. I'm going after her,â Xavier said impatiently, walking ahead; his mind raced with thoughts of finding her in one piece. âFuck!â he cursed frustrated. âBut boss, there are enemies lurking in the woods, ready
After an hour of soaking herself inside the bathtub, Reina stepped out of the bathtub, the water dripping down her body as she approached the shelf and took a towel as she began to pat herself dry.She walked out of the bathroom, and after applying lotion and her favorite perfume, rose and jasmine,. She entered her closet, her eyes instantly drawn to the red lingerie she got at the boutique she met Lucas. After slipping on the lingerie, she pulled out a drawer and took out the amber glass anal plug together with the lubricant she got and walked back into the bathroom.After cleaning it, she read instructions on how to use it, and following the instructions, she applied the lubricant on its smooth surface, and after inhaling and exhaling to calm her racing heart, she inserted the anal plug, and fuck, it was so uncomfortable, yet, she didn't miss the tingling sensation that coursed through her. It was new and different; she would enjoy it. Reina checked the time, and it was a few minute
âXavier?â Reina said, the moment she opened her eyes and realized she was in Xavier's arms in her bed and inside her room. How did she get into her room, and why did Xavier come to sleep in her room?The only thing she remembers is she and Xavier putting Alexandre to bed and walking out of his room. That's all. She sat up, gently lifting Xavier's arm around her, but his eyes shot open, and he held her gaze for a moment before he abruptly sat up, his hand gripping her shoulder, as he softly began rubbing her arm.âAmore mio, you're awake,â Xavier asked worriedly as he cradled Reina's face in his palm, his thumb rubbing her cheek. âAre you alright?â He asked, searching her face as tension began swirling within him as he saw the perplexed look on Reina's face as she looked at him.âHow am I here? And why are you here?â She asked, and Xavier's heart skipped a beat; he took her hands in his and began.âReina, yesterday, I took you to the top of the mountain, and you fainted. You remember m
Xavier, with Reina in his arms, walked out of the glass gazebo; he locked it and hurriedly walked back into the mansion, his heart racing as he inwardly chided himself. âHow could he have thought he could take her there, knowing how much she cherished that place?â Tonight, he felt happy with the way things were going that he forgot he didn't have to do anything that might trigger Reina's memory. Tonight he had wanted to show and tell her everything. That she was his wife, for God's sake. He can't anymore. He wants to go to bed with his wife in his arms. Her face to be the first he sees when he opens his eyes. âIs that too much? To want his life to be whole?â On reaching the floor where their rooms were located, he had wanted to take her to his room but decided against it. Xavier gently placed Reina on her bed. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed Dr. Emiliano, who answered on the first ring. âBoss,â his voice sounded. âCome to my wife's room immediately.â Xavier
The car Reina was riding in glided through the darkening streets. They had turned onto the forest route when suddenly, the headlight of another car from behind shone in the car. She turned to look back just as the bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat informed her it was the boss. Reina's heart skipped a beat as she thought of what to do; feeling out of ideas, she instructed the other bodyguard driving the car. âKeep driving; don't give him the impression we have noticed them, orâŠâ Reina's speech was interrupted by the honking sound of Xavier's car. âMadam?â The driver awaited Reina's instructions. Reina could see the panic expression on the bodyguards faces. They were scared of the impending wrath Xavier would unleash on them. âStop,â Reina ordered, and the car halted. Reina watched as Xavier, dressed in his signature all-black, got out of his car, still looking ravishing, even with the frown twisting his face and the deadly aura surrounding him as he approached. He wasn't weari
âReina...â the name slipped out of Lucas' lips. He had been looking forward to this, the day he would finally come face to face with Reina after almost two months apart. But this wasn't what he had anticipated, the expression on her face as she looked at him. âReina, I can explain⊠please,â he said, reaching for her hand, but she recoiled away from his touch and demanded, âTell me! Tell me it wasn't true! Tell me I heard wrong that the man I spent four fucking years of my life with didn't pay a random man to have sex with me!â âI'm sorry, mi amor; I regret my decision back then. I love you. I realized it too late," Lucas explained, his voice tender as he searched Reina's face for a sign of understanding. âOh, I'm so happy; my husband loves me,â Reina exclaimed sarcastically, tears streaming down her face. Just then her eyes widened, as if recalling something, as she demanded, âSo it was all a plan, you changing overnight? You really couldn't stand me, so you decided to set me up,
~Sicily~ It was a few minutes past 12 PM when Lucas and Rosario arrived at the mall. Even though Lucas had insisted it was okay, he would just ask his driver to get his clothes from the hotel. However, Rosario insisted he came to the mall with her since the clothes they got weren't his size. They approached a luxury boutique. An assistant approached them with a warm smile and said, âHi, welcome to our boutique. I will be your assistant to help you check out the clothes you are interested in.â Rosario points at Lucas and says, âI need clothes in his size.â Just then Lucas' phone started to ring. He brought out the phone, and it was Bianca. He smirked inwardly as he thought. âAfter refusing to answer all his calls, who is calling now?â He turned to Rosario and said, âI will get this; you go ahead.â Rosario nodded and walked away. Lucas went to the dressing area, and just then his phone began to ring again. He saw a flimsy red lingerie on a mannequin, and he imagined how it would look
After what felt like an eternity, Lucas finally reached his climax. He was sensible enough to pull his dick out of Ximena and cum on the sheets. Ximena lay there, her eyes bloodshot as her body was covered in sweat. âHow did she end up like this? She met her long-lost cousin for the first time, and they already had sex?â She was so tired after all the effort she used to push Lucas away, but he prevented her. Just then Lucas hovered over her, and that snapped her out of her thoughts. She pushed him away just as he asked her. âAre you okay?â Ximena scoffed, disbelief etching her features. She sat up and slapped Lucas hard across the face. âI asked you to stop. But you forced me. I hate you! I wish you had indeed died!â With that, she got off the bed and hurried out; lucky for her, there was no one in the corridor. Ximena had entered her room when she jumped in fright. âMarco, when did you come?â She asked, her voice trembling. âWhat happened to you? Did you cry?â Marco questioned,
Xavier sat Reina on the bed and went into the bathroom. He returned a few minutes later and gently pushed her down on the bed, her hair spread on the pillow, her cheeks crimson as she held his gaze. Xavier smiled at her softly, and Reina returned it nervously, her body trembling slightly. She was shy now that she thinks about it. Even though she had had sex with Xavier, imagining him looking at her so intimately made her nervous and excited with anticipation at the same time. Xavier, seeing her nervousness, began to gently caress her thighs. He spread her legs wide and knelt between her legs. "So beautiful," Xavier breathed, his breath caught inside his throat as his eyes fixed on Reina's red pussy calling out to him. Reina, feeling bare and exposed, tried to clamp her legs shut, but Xavier's grip on her inner thighs, gentle but firm, held her in place. âDon't move; allow me to relieve you,â Xavier said, bending over and placing a lingering wet kiss on her closed pussylips, inhal
It was a few minutes past 6 pm when Lucas arrived at the location the private investigator gave him. He got out of the car and walked through the front lawn, and judging by how trimmed the grass of the lawn was, he realized there was someone accommodating the house. He climbed up the stairs, stepping onto the veranda, then pressed the doorbell. He had lifted his hand to press the bell once again when the knob turned. The door opened, and a middle-aged woman, Rosario, came into view. One look at Lucas' face that reminded her of her late sister, his gray eyes that were the exact color, she opened her mouth as the name, âLucas?â escape it. Lucas frowned as a whirlwind of thoughts swirled in his mind. âHow did the woman know who he was? Could it be that they knew where he was all this while but did not reach out to him?â Before Lucas could voice his thoughts, the woman said, âOh, my goodness, you are alive! I knew you didn't die. My boy,â she said, throwing her arms around Lucas, embra