I got too carried away đź«Ł It's been too long since I updated. I don't know if it was good as I don't write detailed smut chapters usually. I am not too good at writing that .
"What are you thinking about?" Alina asked Anton, who was looking at the ceiling without even blinking. "Nothing, babe, good morning. " He wrapped his arms around her. "After a beautiful night, I didn't expect to wake up and find my boyfriend as tensed about something. "It's nothing, I am just thinking about what you told me. You know it's too much to take in." Anton said. "Do you think I have gone mad and created a story." She asked in a low voice. After all, who would believe such nonsense. "Don't even think about that. I trust every word you said. I trust you the most. I am not doubting you. It's just that I am disturbed by the fact that you have gone through all this, and I couldn't do anything to protect you. You don't know how hard it was for me to stop myself to go and kill that fucker." He said. " Thank you for trusting me, Anton. " She hugged him. "Of course, baby, if I won't trust you, then I'll be the worst boyfriend ever. Trust is the most important pilla
"Anton, you lied to me. I shouldn't have trusted you. " Alina screamed at Anton. "Stop acting so innocent, Alina. You are not a saint." Anton growled. "Yeah, it was my fault, of course. I shouldn't have fallen for a person like you. What else can I expect after what happened years back ." She said. "Oh, stop with that topic already. That was just a misunderstanding. You are going to drag that topic all over again. " He said angrily. "Who knows if it was a misunderstanding. You took advantage of my anger towards Lucas and Natasha and proved yourself innocent. " She accused him. "You know what? I am just done with you. Do whatever you want. I don't care." He said. "As if I am going to beg you to stay. Just get the hell out of my site. I hate cheaters." She snarled at him. Lucas was watching the whole scene with his jaw dropped. He couldn't wrap his mind around the whole. He just came to get Natasha's favorite breakfast from the cafe, but he didn't expect to see Alina an
Hey readers I know I'm not giving proper updates to this book. I am extremely sorry about it. I have been quite busy because of my studies, and I have to wrap up my other story, "Love Me Again." The story has few chapters left, and then I'll continue another book in it with the story of next generation. So, I am focusing more on it as it's about to end. Soon, I'll come up with new chapters for Beyond The Time.
Lucas has been hanging out with Amanda behind Natasha's back. But he wasn't aware that Natasha had seen him multiple times with Alina and Amanda. She had confronted him but he didn't accept his fault. He lashed out at her instead. "Lucas, you are doing wrong . You shouldn't have betrayed me. If I can betray my long-time best friend, then you have no idea what I can do to you." Natasha said and tore his picture into pieces. "I'll make you pay for this betrayal." She laughed wickedly. "Alina, are you free tonight? I was wondering if we could have dinner together. " Lucas asked over call. "Actually, I'm a bit busy. But I can take out some time for you." Alina replied. "Alright, you can go ahead with your work. I'll come and pick you up later." He said. "No, you don't have to be troubled. I'll drive there on my own. Just send me the address." She said. "Okay. I'll wait for you." He said, and the call ended. "I'll use this opportunity to make her let me in the company
Author's POV Natasha came home. She was so furious about the restaurant event. She had already called him 10 times after she left the restaurant and he didn't answer even once. "Lucas Marshall, you think you can cheat on me with that bitch and I will let you get away with it, you are wrong. Just wait and see what I will do to you, You will pay for the insult I have faced at the restaurant. " Natasha thought to herself as she threw her phone on the bed It's was almost 3 a.m., and Lucas wasn't home yet. Lucas was going home, He was so happy feeling like he was in heaven, unaware of the fact that Natasha was waiting at home to make his life hell. "Where have you been? Isn't it too late to come home?" Natasha asks, trying to keep her calm Lucas got startled by Natasha's sudden question, "I... I was.. I was working. Where else do you think I could go, baby?" Lucas replied " Then why are you so late?" Natasha asked again " I just met an old friend of mine, and we just had f
Author's POV "Anton? Anton, where are you?" Alina called.'Where is he? He told me to come in this gallery and now he is nowhere. Neither he is picking up my call nor replying to my messages '"Anton? Baby, now you are scaring me..." Alina stopped as she heard a voice. She started walking towards the room from where the voice was coming. Alina heart was beating fastly in her chest like it would explode. As she entered the room, she got stilled. She saw a man tied by rope, blood was coming out of his mouth, and he was unconscious. As she moved closer to him, tears were flowing through her eyes. It was Anton. His hands were tied with rope and looked like someone beat him to death.Alina ran towards Anton. She kneeled down in front of him, trying to untie the rope. She was crying. When she was untieing the rope, she felt someone was pointing something behind her head. When she turned around, she found Lucas and Natasha, he was pointing a gun towards her forehead, and Natasha was standi
Anton paced in the living room, his patience wearing thin. He had been waiting for Alina far longer than he had expected, and his excitement for the surprise he had planned was turning into impatience.“Sweetheart, if you don’t come out now, we’ll have to reschedule this for tomorrow,” he called out, trying to keep his tone light.Since Alina's nightmare, Anton hadn’t left her side. He had been there for her every moment, except for the brief time he had to meet Natasha. That meeting, though brief, had been significant. Natasha had agreed to the deal Anton offered, though he knew she was biding her time for her next move.“Just five more minutes!” Alina's voice came from the other room, making Anton shake his head with a soft smile. She had been saying “five minutes” for the last half an hour."I don’t understand why you’re taking so long, you’re already gorgeous." His voice trailed off when the bedroom door finally opened, and Alina stepped into his view.Anton froze, all his words d
'How could I have been so foolish to believe Natasha loved me?' Lucas thought, his jaw clenched as he stared ahead, lost in his thoughts. 'I almost fell for her trap again. I forgot who she truly is a heartless manipulator. Lucas Marshall, you were this close to making the same mistake. If I hadn’t overheard her intentions, I might’ve left Amanda for her. She still has the audacity to try...'“LUCAS!”Lucas snapped out of his thoughts, startled by Amanda’s voice.“What? What happened? And why are you shouting?” He looked at her, blinking, trying to figure out what he had missed.Amanda narrowed her eyes. “What do you mean, why am I shouting? My boyfriend has been mentally checked out for the last five minutes!” Her frustration was evident.“What are you talking about? I’m sitting right here,” Lucas replied, bewildered.“Oh sure, your body’s here, but your mind? It's off somewhere far from Earth. Do you even know how many times I called your name, and you didn’t respond once?” Amanda
The villa was a picture-perfect scene of Christmas cheer. Twinkling lights adorned the exterior, casting a warm glow over the snow-dusted garden, while a large Christmas tree stood proudly in the living room, its ornaments glinting in the soft light. The scent of fresh pine and cinnamon filled the air, mingling with the laughter and chatter of friends and family. Alina held her one-month-old daughter close, cradling the tiny bundle in her arms as guests arrived. She smiled, watching as Linton and Gabriel practically hovered around her, peering down at the baby with wide-eyed wonder. “Is she really my sister?Sometimes it feels like a dream mommy.” Linton asked for the tenth time, his voice filled with awe. Alina chuckled softly. “Yes, sweetheart. She’s really your sister. You got exactly what you asked Santa for last Christmas.” Linton beamed, reaching out a cautious hand to touch his sister’s tiny fingers. “Hi, baby sister,” he whispered. “ I’ll always protect you.” Gabriel,
The doorbell rang, and Alina smiled, knowing exactly who it was. A few moments later, Linton’s excited voice echoed through the hall as he raced toward the door to greet his best friend, Gabriel. “Gabriel!” Linton yelled, throwing the door open and giving his friend a high-five. Gabriel grinned as he stepped inside, holding a little gift bag in his hand. “Hey, Linton! Hi, Aunt Alina!” Gabriel greeted, his eyes wide with excitement as he approached her. “How’s the baby?” Alina chuckled, patting her belly. “Getting bigger every day, Gabriel. And she’s quite active today.” Linton immediately perched himself beside his mom, his eyes sparkling with interest. “Can I talk to her again, Mommy?” he asked with a shy smile. “Of course, sweetheart.” She smoothed down her shirt and leaned back so the boys could get closer. Gabriel scooted onto the couch beside Alina, looking both curious and excited. He handed her the little gift bag, inside of which was a small stuffed bunny with floppy ea
Alina rested on the couch, a blanket draped over her legs and her hand resting on her rounded belly. At seven months pregnant, her baby bump was unmistakable, and it was a joy to see how much it had become a part of the family’s daily life. From Anton’s frequent hand resting over her belly to Linton’s fascination with “talking” to his baby sibling, the whole house seemed to radiate warmth and anticipation. Linton, bursting with excitement, had clambered up onto the couch beside her, his small hands gingerly placed over her belly as if holding a fragile treasure. He leaned in close, his expression serious as he started whispering to the baby. “Hi, baby sis,” Linton said, his voice soft but filled with excitement. “It’s me, Linton, your big brother! I can’t wait to meet you, and I’m gonna teach you everything I know. We’re gonna play so many games, and I’ll teach you how to draw dinosaurs and superheroes. And… and I’ll share my toys, too!” Alina chuckled, resting her hand over his.
Alina gently ruffled Linton’s hair, nudging him awake. Anton was already up, sipping his coffee in the kitchen, as she whispered to their son, "Wake up, Linton. I have a surprise for you today." Linton’s eyes fluttered open, and he rubbed them with his small fists, his face brightening instantly at the word “surprise.” “A surprise? Where are we going, Mommy?” Alina smiled. “You’ll see soon enough. Go get dressed, and we’ll be on our way.” As Linton scrambled out of bed and rushed to get ready, Alina made her way to the kitchen. She kissed Anton on the cheek, feeling a surge of excitement about the secret she was about to share. She had been working on a special painting for weeks, pouring her heart into every brushstroke, and today, she would finally reveal it. “Where are we off to this morning?” Anton asked, raising an eyebrow with curiosity as he sipped his coffee. “Just a little outing to the gallery. I have something special to show you both,” Alina replied, her eyes twin
Alina and Anton pulled into the driveway of David and Isabella’s home. Their hearts were light, filled with the warmth of their recent trip to Paris and the excitement of reuniting with their little one. As they stepped out of the car, Linton’s energy was palpable; he bounced on his feet, his eyes sparkling with anticipation as he saw his parents getting down the car. "Mom-dad I missed you so much." Linton hugged their legs. Anton picked him up in his arms. “Are we ready to see Gabriel?” Anton asked, ruffling Linton’s hair. “Yes! I want to show him the new toys you brought!” Linton exclaimed, practically dragging his parents toward the front door. Alina chuckled at her son’s enthusiasm. “Hold on, buddy. Let’s not rush too much. We’ve got to make sure we greet everyone first.” They rang the doorbell, and moments later, David swung the door open, a wide grin lighting up his face. “Welcome back, you guys! We missed you! Literally ever since Linton got to know you are coming he h
Steam filled the bathroom, the warm mist clinging to the glass walls of the shower as water falling softly. Alina leaned against the cool tiles, her body relaxing under the hot spray. She felt a gentle touch at her waist, and without opening her eyes, she knew it was Anton. "Mind if I join you?" his deep voice rumbled softly in her ear, a smile evident in his tone. Alina smiled and turned slightly, glancing over her shoulder. "Of course sweetheart. You never need permission." Anton chuckled, stepping closer, his hands slowly trailing up her arms, pulling her back against his chest. The heat of his body mixed with the warmth of the water, enveloping her in comfort and safety. "I thought I’d be polite today so I was asking for permission," he teased, his lips brushing against the side of her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. Alina leaned her head back, resting it against his shoulder. "You? Polite?" she teased back, the warmth of his breath tickling her skin. "Hey, I c
David's house was alive with the sounds of giggles and shuffling papers as Linton and Gabriel sat side by side at the large wooden dining table, their books spread out before them. “Got it!” Gabriel declared triumphantly, holding up his math workbook. Linton, still scribbling away on his own page, glanced at him with a smirk. “You think you’re fast, huh? Let me check that.” He leaned over, playfully scrutinizing Gabriel’s work. “Hmm... looks right, but I bet I can finish mine faster.” “Oh, it’s on!” Gabriel grinned, and they both dove back into their homework with renewed energy. Isabella stood at the kitchen counter, watching the boys with a fond smile. She was whipping up pancake batter for their afternoon snack, the aroma of freshly made batter already filling the air. The kitchen was warm and inviting. She glanced over her shoulder at David, who was reading on the couch, occasionally glancing up to chuckle at the boys' competitive banter. “I love how determined they are,
The next day, Paris greeted us with a warm breeze and a clear blue sky.Anton was already up, sipping on his coffee by the window as he admired the view. I walked over to him, still in my pajamas, and leaned against his arm, taking in the sight of the Eiffel Tower standing tall in the distance. “We’re really doing this, huh?” I asked, smiling as I looked up at him. Anton grinned, setting his cup down on the table. “Absolutely. Are you ready for a day of cliches and tourist photos?” I laughed, nodding. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” An hour later, we were standing at the foot of the Eiffel Tower, and despite the crowds around us, I couldn’t help but feel the excitement bubbling up inside. Anton had his camera ready, capturing moments before we even started climbing. Every few steps, he’d stop, turn to me with that teasing smile, and snap a picture—of me laughing, of us together, of the view. "Okay, one more,” Anton said, holding up his phone, getting us both into the fram
Anton’s hand brushed softly against the small of my back as we entered the suite, his touch lingering just a little longer than necessary. I looked around, taking in the breathtaking view from the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city of Paris. The Eiffel Tower sparkled in the distance. Everything about this place felt perfect—luxurious and romantic. The door clicked shut behind us, and the sound echoed in the quiet, intimate space. I placed my purse on the plush chair near the window and took a deep breath, letting the atmosphere of the city sink in. “We’re really here,” I said softly, more to myself than to Anton. Anton chuckled behind me, his arms sliding around my waist. “We are. No distractions. No meetings. Just you, me, and Paris.” I leaned back against him, closing my eyes and enjoying the warmth of his embrace. For the first time in what felt like forever, we had no obligations pulling us in different directions. Just us. I turned in his arms, looking up a