"Thanks for dropping me home." Alina bid goodbye to Anton."Take care." Anton said. "Are you going to stand here?" She asked."I'll go after watching you entering the door safely. " Anton said. "Why are you being so sweet all of a sudden?" She chuckled. "I was born sweet. " he smirked. "Not again." She rolled her eyes and walked towards the door.When she was about to unlock the door, it was already unlocked. Anxiety rushed in her.She quickly stepped in, and her eyes widened in horror. She quickly stepped out and went to Anton. "What happened ? Are you missing me already?" he was teasing her, but her expressions made her worried. "What's wrong, Alina?" his voice softened. "There-there..." she was sobbing hard pointing towards her house. "Shhhhh, calm down. It's alright, don't cry." he hugged her."I'll just go inside and check on it." He said."No, you are not going. Don't leave me. Please." Seeing the pain in her eyes, his heart was aching. "Okay, fine. I'm not leaving you.
"This is Francis. She is head of the maids. If you need anything you should inform her." Anton was introducing me to the househelpers."Hello, Ms. Martin, it's a pleasure to meet you." Francis greeted. And I greeted her back."That is Barbara and Daisy. They are in charge of cooking. " He continued. "If you crave another anything, don't hesitate to inform us." Barbara said."For sure." I smiled."You had already met my assistant Zack and my bodyguard Jason . Other than that, meet my butler, Mr Parker. The middle-aged man bowed down, "Hello Ms Martin. ""Hello, Mr Parker. And I would appreciate it if you guys call me Alina instead of Ms. Martin. " I said, and they turned their heads towards Anton. "It's fine. Do as she says." Anton said. " I have prepared the room for you. Please let me know if you want any changes according to your comfort. " Francis said. "Sure. ""Come, I'll show your room." Anton said.I nodded in response and followed him upstairs."This is your room, and the
"Master seems to be in love with Alina." Barbara was whispering to the other maid, Lucy."Yes, his eyes always shine and hold so much affection when he looks at her." Lucy replied. "I wish to have a lover like that too." They were giggling together, unaware of the fact that Anton was listening to their conversation. "What's so interesting? Talking about your master behind his back is not good." He said with a cold gaze. Both their face ashen ."Master, we w-ere just." Barbara was stuttering."You better be aware of your surroundings. What if Alina heard all this? You wanna expose me to him." He left with that without waiting for their response. Both of them were left speechless. They didn't expect this. They were waiting for him for shouting at them, and Barbara even thought they would get fired."Am I dreaming? Can you pinch me?" Lucy said with her jaw dropped. Barbara pinched her, and she hissed in pain."It is not a dream. Master literally forgave us so easily." Barbara said .
Deep inside, I'm feeling happy that we got locked here. This way I can spend some time with her."We are stuck here. What should we do?" Alina sighed. "Let's do something to keep ourselves occupied. Why don't you make a portrait of mine? This way you won't feel bored."That's a good idea." She picked up the brush and paint palette. I gave a nice pose and stayed still."How long do I have to stay like this?" I asked after being tired of sitting in the same pose for god knows how long."Almost done, and by the way, there was no need to become a statue like that. I can paint your face even without that. Your image is crystal clear in my mind. " She said. "Then why didn't you say that before? It was so hard to sit still like a statue." I complained. "It was fun seeing you that way." She giggled. Her smile made me smile, too."Is it done now?" I asked impatiently. "Yes, come and have a look." She said excitedly. I went by her side to take a look at the masterpiece she created. I must
Aroma of pancakes filled my nostrils. I think Barbara has prepared pancakes today. As I opened the door to go downstairs to eat, I saw Anton standing in front of the door with a tray."Why are you here?" I gave him a bitter look."I know you are mad at me. Please forgive me, Alina. See, I made these pancakes for you." He said. I giggled internally. I was never mad at him, I'm just teasing him a little. "What if your pancakes are just like your painting. I don't wanna end up in the hospital for food poisoning. " I said bluntly."Okay, if you don't wanna eat them. Sorry, I won't bother you again." His face fell a little. I felt bad. Maybe I'm doing too much now. He turned around to go away."Anton, listen." He turned towards me. I stepped a little closer and pecked his cheek. He froze in place with wide eyes. Before he could react, I took the tray from his hand and ran inside after shutting the door close. I giggled."Alina, open the door." He said from the other side. "No, I won't
We landed in the Bahamas. Anton said we would be using a speed boat to reach the private island. "All set for the adventure?" Anton asked. "I have never ride a speed boat before. " I said excitedly. "Trust me, it's gonna be fun." He smiled, and we settled in the boat."I'm nervous." I giggled. The engine started, and I was really looking forward to this amazing experience. As the boat started moving in speed, the cold breeze hit my face. "Woah, it's fabulous. " I jumped excitedly. "I told you it's great feeling. We are going to give a lot of water adventures to the island." He said. "Are you serious? This is gonna be my best trip ever." I said. The boat ride to the island was really amazing. Now I'm really very excited about the upcoming activities Anton mentioned. We reached the island. Anton has a beautiful beach Villa there."Wow, Anton, this villa is wo beautiful." I was mesmerized by the beauty. It's decorated with vines and fountains. The wooden villa is looking so coz
"Are you done touching my chest." Sleep left Alina's eyes as soon as she heard these words. She got up and sat straight with wide eyes. She couldn't look into his eyes because of embarrassment. She herself crossed the boundary she set."Someone said something about bot crossing the border. " Anton said with the hint of mockery in it."I was asleep, I didn't realize." Alina said."You said something about punishment. Didn't you ." He smirked while looking at her flustered face.'So, you want to go leave the room as punishment. " She said while getting up from the bed to go out.Anton held her wrist and pulled her back. She fell down on the bed, and he hovered over her."I never asked you to leave the room." He said. "But I said I'll throw you out of the room as the punishment if you cross the border." She said while avoiding eye contact as the closeness between them was making her feel shy.Anton places his index finger under her chin and makes her look at him."That's what you said,
We are going for scuba diving. I never did it before, so I'm hella nervous. Anton is gonna be by my side, so I guess I'll be fine."Are you ready?" Anton asked me, and I nodded. Right now, we are on a boat. A little far from the island. We wore our wet suits. He helped me with the fins. We carried the air filled tank on our back. We got fully equipped. "Put the snorkel in your mouth, and we are all set to dive in." He said. I put the snorkel in my mouth, and he did the same. I gave him a thumbs up.We held hands and jumped into the water together. I kept my eyes shut as we entered in water. He tapped my shoulder, and I opened my eyes. He motioned me to follow him. He was diving deep inside the water, and I followed him. I held his hand, I was feeling scared that I might get lost inside the water. I know I'm being silly.Anton pointed a finger towards a group of sea horses. I wanted to touch them so badly, but it's not safe for them.There were many fishes like princess parrotfish,
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