This chapter contains mature content...Amber's POV...The phones had officially been switched off and our two weeks of seclusion from the outside world had started as Ethan and I were boarding the boat.After working ten to twelve hour days for weeks, I couldn't believe we would finally be able to leave it all behind. Ethan's college friend would step in and help while we were away, so I was thrilled when we arrived to our room, which would serve as our home for the next two weeks.I was mentally hoping that we could convince him to stay. I, for one, was prepared to make it worthwhile for him to stay if he performed well while we were away; if it got him to move here."No thinking about work," He encircled me with his arms from behind."How do you know I'm thinking about work?" I questioned him."Because you worry too much, now," He said this while he released my dress's straps and allowed it to drop to the floor."Already?" He nodded when I asked.He questioned me, "Are you complain
Amber's POV...It been almost three years to our honeymoon, and I am deeply contented in life, with Ethan. I don't know, how God made me so lucky? To marry my best friend. I never thought in my early twenties, that I would marry him, as I considered him as a dick, but believe me, now every moment I spent with him, I consider myself fortunate, that I marry a good man who love me, more than I love myself. Apparently, he is also the best dad, my children could have. God was generous enough to blessed me with gorgeous twins, when I thought that my womb might be barren. I didn't ask more from the Almighty, he has provided me the best fortune a woman could pray for. Our children, Brian and Sophie was more just a minute apart. Sophie is the eldest one; more like rebellious and bossy; she is a daddy's girl. While Brian was a shy and gentle baby, more like mummy's boy. It was the time to check me out, whether my prince was awake. I rushed through the crowd in hurry and went inside kid's room
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❃❃❃❃❃ So take me to your bed. And we can mess around ❃❃❃❃❃Hey folks, here is a small assignment for you. Tell me the name of the song at the end of this chapter.Enjoy Reading.Amber’s POV...The globe was bathed in the sun's radiant morning glory. As the fresh flowers opened, they exchanged good morning wishes. The hens emerged from behind their cosy mother's clothing. The dawn of this summer was radiant and lovely. Still, a few slothful people refused to get off their beds.I could hear the alarm clock buzzing, which irritated my ears. I was so irritated that my nose wrinkled and my eyebrows knotted. My body contorted in an attempt to find the ideal hiding place from this annoying bell. Unfortunately! I failed to discover a way out. I reached languidly for the shitty alarm, but it was out of reach. My neck had to be raised like a turtle from its shell to investigate when my arm was unable to locate the object. I hurled the alarm clock across the
This chapter contains mature (18+) content.Amber's POV…."Anytime," he said. His eyes dilated with raw desire as he saw me in bed. The slit in my dress wasn't helping; my thick thighs were bulging out of it. My top couldn't hide my big round breasts, inviting him. He gulped the saliva down his throat. It looks like sinning was a better option than regretting it later.He latched his lips on me, taking her sweet lips into his, and I tightened my arms around his neck. Moaning. Getting submerged in the pleasurable night.Our lips move swiftly, tasting each other's sweet nectar. Sucking! Biting! Nibbing! We started devouring each other as if we had gone touchless. A shiver ran down his spine as I tugged on his collar, bowing him more toward me.He climbed on the bed, forgetting that I was forbidden for him. I was drunk but conscious of the pleasure I was experiencing in my body. Though he was in a sane mind, he was intoxicated by my every act, which was churning his stomach with anticipa
This chapter contains mature (18+) content."Not now, baby," he chuckled, looking at me who was with knitted brows and questioning eyes."Why?" I questioned him in anger and frustration."Because I want you to cum on my fucking cock," he said as his eyes dilated with desire.I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I desperately wanted a release, but this asshole was not providing me with that. I wiggled my body to get out of his hold, but the bastard kept his grip tight around my legs, forbidding any movement." STOP! Fucking moving, Kitten, you will get hurt," he said in a rude tone, making me stop movement.My eyes narrowed, and a thick drop of tears escaped my eyes. He sighed, feeling a tug in his heart, realizing he was being harsh on her.He put his palm on my cheeks and swiped the tears from my lashes. He could be rough and dominate her in bed, but he couldn't see her crying."Tell me, what do you want?" He spoke gently to me this man, like a true grown man."Uuu-hhh...rrrrr...Cccocck
Amber’s POV…It has been a week since we experienced that sinful night. I was looking in the mirror with a sigh on my face. His marks were fading very slowly. I pulled my hair in frustration and agitation.That night, he never stopped gnawing and licking the area, leaving my neck with a purple, enraged hickey. Nothing I wore seems to help. He confirmed that the marks were still there in the morning. Bastard.After that day, I kept on avoiding him. It was a tough job to avoid someone with whom you work together. That man deliberately started popping out of nowhere because he wanted to talk, but I kept on avoiding any chances with him.The sexual tension inside my body was unbearable. I desperately wanted a release. It was itching there. A release could help.At the office, everyone’s eyes widen when they look at the mark, especially Noah. My brother kept on questioning me about who did this to me. I was asked to come to the office. I have to say that it was a boy. However, this got eve
The chapter contains mature content... Amber’s POV…. "What?" I asked angrily, striking my heels against the wooden floors. "Come here," he said roughly, and he stayed still. "You come here or else I am getting your stubborn ass straight," he said menacingly, radiating that he was saying the truth and probably not joking. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. Okay, fine, I said in frustration. The man was getting on my nerves now. It was, honestly, too much. He keeps on commanding me, and I don’t like to be told. I walked toward him, thrashing the floor with my heels angrily. I reached near him and looked at him with a bored expression and a smirk on his face. His intentions were not right. He grabbed my forearm firmly and reversed our position so that I was under him on the desk and he was towering my frame. "What the hell are you doing?" I protested being in an uncomfortable position with him. I didn't want this. When things get out of my hands, I don’t like it. "Ssh, you speak a
Amber's POV...It been almost three years to our honeymoon, and I am deeply contented in life, with Ethan. I don't know, how God made me so lucky? To marry my best friend. I never thought in my early twenties, that I would marry him, as I considered him as a dick, but believe me, now every moment I spent with him, I consider myself fortunate, that I marry a good man who love me, more than I love myself. Apparently, he is also the best dad, my children could have. God was generous enough to blessed me with gorgeous twins, when I thought that my womb might be barren. I didn't ask more from the Almighty, he has provided me the best fortune a woman could pray for. Our children, Brian and Sophie was more just a minute apart. Sophie is the eldest one; more like rebellious and bossy; she is a daddy's girl. While Brian was a shy and gentle baby, more like mummy's boy. It was the time to check me out, whether my prince was awake. I rushed through the crowd in hurry and went inside kid's room
This chapter contains mature content...Amber's POV...The phones had officially been switched off and our two weeks of seclusion from the outside world had started as Ethan and I were boarding the boat.After working ten to twelve hour days for weeks, I couldn't believe we would finally be able to leave it all behind. Ethan's college friend would step in and help while we were away, so I was thrilled when we arrived to our room, which would serve as our home for the next two weeks.I was mentally hoping that we could convince him to stay. I, for one, was prepared to make it worthwhile for him to stay if he performed well while we were away; if it got him to move here."No thinking about work," He encircled me with his arms from behind."How do you know I'm thinking about work?" I questioned him."Because you worry too much, now," He said this while he released my dress's straps and allowed it to drop to the floor."Already?" He nodded when I asked.He questioned me, "Are you complain
This chapter contains mature content...Finally the wedding night folks...Enjoy! Amber's POV...I stared at him as the door to our hotel room closed and my mouth fell open."Be gentle with me tonight," I implored. On my wedding night, I was emotionally vulnerable—more exposed than I think I've ever been—and I wanted everything to be delicate. I feel so exposed and emotionally spent from the music and the feelings that my body isn't the only thing that's naked tonight.In a way that I couldn't quite put into words, my soul would be exposed to him in a way that I had never experienced before."Of course Angel," When I reached out to him, he extended his hand and took a step away from me, leading me closer to the chamber. When we entered, he stopped, took my hand, and softly drew me to him."I love you," Even though I already knew he did, I informed him that I needed him to know."I love you too," I shuddered as his hot breath fanned across my neck and his lips, like a whisper against
Amber's POV...I felt and looked like a different person as soon as I walked back into the reception area. I felt lighter, like if the bottom half of me had disappeared, shedding like the weight of my misery.Standing in the center of the floor by himself, David was waiting for me. As I approached him, he smiled and extended his hand, which I accepted."Oh, why do you look so depressed? You have tears in your eyes. Please come see me right away. It's okay to shed tears. I've seen the dark side too, so let me see you through. Nothing you confess could make me love you less; I'll be there for you and promise not to let anyone hurt you when the night falls and you're at a loss for what to do."He was my second father when I was a child and my father-in-law now, so the song fit well. He has supported me throughout my life, having been there since I was fifteen. He was only as active in my life as my parents were in Ethan's.When my parents died, I pushed Dua and David away because I was s
Here comes the wedding...Finally! Amber's POV...After the music began to play, Ela and Bella began their walk down the aisle, Theo followed, and my ladies came to the lads at the end. Everyone was seated, the wedding party was lined up, and I stayed out of sight. One of the few friends Ethan kept from college, James was his roommate in college and he arrived just in time last night."Ready?" Looking over my shoulder, I noticed Noah standing there; he looked amazing in a tuxedo."No," He grinned as I laughed."Yes you are," he said. "You look beautiful Amber and I'm so happy for you and I'm so proud of you," He gently stroked my cheek before leaning in to kiss my forehead."Thanks," He grabbed for my flowers and flicked on the candlelight."You deserve to be happy," He took hold of my hand and interlaced his fingers with mine, refusing to let me take his arm to descend."Don't let go," Since he was all I had, it felt appropriate for him to be the one to give me away. When I told him,
Amber's PoV..."Amber, come on get up," When I felt a faint shake, I rolled away and moaned."No," I voiced my complaints."Woman get your ass up so we can get you ready so you can get married," After that, my covers were torn off, and I glared at Daya, realizing that I preferred Lily."Bitch," I muttered."You are the last one who needs a shower, as you are aware, so we waited until we were all in the shower before waking you up. When you go, breakfast will be waiting for you and you're mimosa," I took a brief shower after Daya shoved me in since I was famished.Food was one way they knew how to get me moving!My appetite has returned, which is a huge difference from when I lost all the weight and avoided food at all costs. The best part is that, should I become pregnant, Ethan won't make fun of me for eating anything I want. I will essentially become a beached whale.I cleaned myself; the spa had waxed all of us, and it hurt like hell, so he had better appreciate it. After I was cle
Amber's POV...Outfits? Completed.Roses? fucking figured out at last.Done, tuxes.Rings? selected and preparedSoundtrack? CompletedCake? will be completed.Food? Everything in its proper placeBeverages? Indeed.Candies? Everything set.The list goes on forever, including linens, the location, setup, shoes and jewelery, table settings, speeches, vows, and, my goodness, there are so many more details involved in a wedding than I could have ever imagined. We nearly neglected to provide our guests with favors and a unique present for our bridal party.Pearl necklaces were my choice because mine was and because I thought they were more sophisticated than diamond necklaces, which all the girls already had from Valentine's Day, Christmas, or an anniversary. I bought pearl necklaces for all the girls, including Ela and Bella, though Lily would take care of theirs until they were old enough to have them, either when they were sixteen or eighteen.Not that they're not wonderful presents; I
I am gonna skip Daya's wedding guys...The novel is extending too much. Amber's POV...Over the past few weeks, I've been very busy at work, spending time with Noah and Lily, Daya and Kein, and Ethan's mother. I've been feeling terrible about excluding her, so I'm making every effort to include her now. She claims to be understanding, and being such a kind person, she really does.It took me some time to realize how self-centered I was being; this isn't just my wedding; it's her son's as well, and I know she doesn't have a daughter. Rather of pushing her away, I should have used this opportunity to strengthen my relationship with her; I don't care whether she understands; I feel terrible about it.Though I wish I could sleep all weekend, I made time to go dress shopping with her in order to select a suitable dress for an early spring wedding. Although we weren't outside in the hottest of conditions, it was still a warm place inside.Ethan and I had lunch at the office and worked toget
Amber's POV...Even though I wasn't the one with the newborn, I felt like I didn't get any sleep.Noah took a leave of absence from work to spend time with Lily, so Ethan and I had to work every day and attempt to complete Noah's tasks, which confused me since I should have been able to read his handwriting after knowing him for my entire life.Then there came the wedding. Daya had believed she was going into labor, but it turned out to be a false alarm—thank goodness, since Kein was a complete mess. Hopefully that didn't happen again because he panicked entirely when she thought she was going into labor, despite the fact that he was usually the one who was cool under pressure.When Michael was just three weeks old, I awoke blearily to a call from Daya at two in the morning."It's time!" I recoiled as I withdrew the phone from my ear as she shouted."Are you sure this time?" Since they had only told her four days prior that she wouldn't be going into labor, I yawned without giving it