Aurora's Point Of View"OMG, welcome back!" Mary half yelled as she hugged me. "I never thought I'd see the day!"The other employees surrounded me, embracing me with warm greetings. They knew about my absence, but didn’t think much of it; after all, I was Mr. Gomez's secretary, and he had a habit of firing his secretaries."So, tell me what happened. I only heard you up and left without being fired or submitting your resignation letter.""It's no different from what you already know," I replied, shrugging. "I thought he had fired me already, especially after I reported him to the police...""No, you didn't!""Yes, I did. But no worries, I've got a restraining order against him."She smiled and shook her head. "Aren't you an atta girl?"As we kept walking, Lauren followed up from behind and cleared her throat. When Mary saw who it was, she excused herself and went back to her department."I don't think I want to know what happened and why you suddenly left, but don't do that again. Yo
Aurora's Point Of ViewOur eyes clashed like ice and fire like it was going to explode any second. I kept my piercing gaze on his face, trying to resist the temptation to check him out, from the hair on his head to his toes."You spent the last five years hiding from me but here you are tonight, at this event, even though you knew I was going to be here." I shivered. His voice was deep and commanding. I swallowed. "I might want to avoid your whole existence but this was inevitable. I had to come, for work." "For Ricardo's?" He said the name with a hint of disdain. "Yes. He's my boss." "When did you start working for him?" "About three months now," I replied, completely irritated by his interrogation and by myself too because I was answering his questions. Eduardo took a step closer, his presence overwhelming. "You are yet for work," his voice dropped dangerously low as he leaned towards my neck. I sucked in a breath and fisted my hand at my sides, unable to move or breathe, "and
Aurora's Point Of ViewOur eyes clashed like ice and fire like it was going to explode any second. I kept my piercing gaze on his face, trying to resist the temptation to check him out, from the hair on his head to his toes."You spent the last five years hiding from me but here you are tonight, at this event, even though you knew I was going to be here." I shivered. His voice was deep and commanding. I swallowed. "I might want to avoid your whole existence but this was inevitable. I had to come, for work." "For Ricardo's?" He said the name with a hint of disdain. "Yes. He's my boss." "When did you start working for him?" "About three months now," I replied, completely irritated by his interrogation and by myself too because I was answering his questions. Eduardo took a step closer, his presence overwhelming. "You are yet for work," his voice dropped dangerously low as he leaned towards my neck. I sucked in a breath and fisted my hand at my sides, unable to move or breathe, "and
Serena's Point Of ViewI was still shocked and frozen. I couldn't believe who I had seen at the gathering after five long years. For hours, I was completely unable to speak to anyone, including Eduardo who appeared calm and unfazed. Did he know about her return?The last time I heard, Aurora was nowhere in the United States. I knew that because she had hired a private investigator of her own but kept it a secret. After three months of searching without getting any positive results, they all concluded she was gone.So now, what the hell was she doing back here? Why did she return? What does she want? The questions kept building up and I couldn't think of any possible answers. It was soon driving her insane.Maybe it was a scene from a dream or a nightmare. Once I'd awaken from and laugh my ass out. But I knew better than to believe that because everything was real. I had seen her and heard her voice. That was more than enough evidence. "You need to have some rest, Serena." When I didn
Aurora's Point Of ViewI knew exactly what he was capable of. The mere thought sent shivers down my spine. "Get lost!"He did the opposite.Like a feather, he slowly and lightly ran his coarse beard over my neck and across my heated cheek, his hot breath making my pulse, respiration, and body temperature jump. What was he doing? And why was my body reacting to him even after five years?I shouldn't allow him to get so close. I should have shoved him away and ordered him out of my house, but I couldn't. Not when my body was burning in flames and he hadn't even touched me."Feels like old times, doesn't it?" he asked, his voice diluted by its unmistakable huskiness.Yes! But I didn't say that out loud. I couldn't lose myself to him again. Never!He licked the sensitive skin on my neck, and I shuddered, stifling a moan. Evander smirked and whispered, "That still turns you on. I can smell your fucking arousal from up here."The cool air in the room created goosebumps that covered my burni
Aurora's Point Of ViewWe ordered another round of drinks but this time, we had fruit punch, not coffee. "You don't know how thankful I am that you are here. I swear my system has forgotten break, lunchtime, rest." I sighed exasperatedly. "I'm starting to think I'm a fucking robot. I don't even have time for myself anymore. I can't remember the last time I looked in a mirror."Julie raised her cup to her mouth and said, "You look good. Tired? Yes, but you look pretty. More beautiful than you were in high school. And bolder." I blushed, "you flatter me." She shook her head, "No girl, you look in charge of your life. Highschool Aurora always had a meek and timid aura but look at you now. You're a beautiful and bold independent woman. Just look at you. Even the big chop suits your new personality." I giggled, brushing my hair with my fingers. "I decided to chop it off and straighten it for it to be more practical. I had no time to maintain my long hair anymore." She shrugged, "It sui
Ricardo's Point Of ViewMy eyes were wide, my mouth agape, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. The news I had just received had left me in a complete state of shock. I felt number and I couldn't quite process what I had just heard. Aurora Williams, my secretary was Eduardo Garcia's wife. How could I not have known? The world around me seemed to blur, and all I could focus on was the pounding of my heart. I felt as though I had been punched in the stomach and it was difficult to catch my breath. As the reality of the situation began to sink in, I felt the first wave of emotion wash over me - a flood of anger, disbelief, and a little bit of fear."Mr. Gomez, please listen to me..."But I wasn't listening. My mind was so crowded and I didn't know what to think or do at the moment. All I could think of was the first day I laid eyes on her. I had sworn she looked familiar but I couldn't place where I knew he from or how I knew her. Now that the truth was out, everything seemed
Eduardo's Point Of View"This place never gets old, does it?" I said as Herald and I walked into his club.We were at CLUB V'R, the biggest and most popular nightclub in the city, owned by Herald. It prided itself on exclusive, invite-only memberships for the world’s wealthiest and most powerful. A good number of members, including Herald, engaged in less than legal activities.We got into the VVIP room where a rare eighteenth-century chessboard sat on top of the thick oak next to two empty crystal tumblers and one full decanter of Glenfiddich 40 Year single malt scotch whisky."Hard to believe you invited me over to beat your ass."He laughed and took off his suit jacket. He handed it to one of his men and sat down. "Don't get too excited, old friend. I might just do more than that."Taking off my suit jacket and rolling up my sleeves, I sat down. "We'll see."The room was quiet, except for the soft clacking of pieces being moved on the chessboard. We were focused intently on the gam
Aurora's Point of ViewThe day of the bid arrived, and the office was buzzing with nervous excitement. We had spent the past week going over every detail, ensuring that our proposal for the Evergreen Heights project was as solid as it could be. Eduardo was calm and focused, but I could tell from the way his jaw clenched that the pressure was getting to him.I walked into the conference room where Eduardo’s team had gathered, ready for the final presentation. The room was filled with engineers, architects, and project managers, all looking over last-minute details on their laptops and discussing strategies in hushed tones.Eduardo stood at the head of the table, reviewing the presentation slides on the screen. His presence was magnetic, as usual, and I couldn’t help but notice how his confidence lifted the spirits of everyone around him. It had been weeks since he re-entered my life, and I could no longer deny how drawn I felt toward him. The way he handled the kids, his steady hand at
Aurora’s Point of ViewEduardo's breath mingled with mine as we stood mere inches apart. The air between us felt charged, thick with unspoken words and emotions neither of us could deny anymore. My heart pounded in my chest as his hand gently brushed my arm, and I could feel the pull—our lips almost touching.Just as his hand cupped my cheek, and the world around us started to fade away, a loud knock shattered the moment.We both froze. I blinked, taking a step back as reality came crashing in. Eduardo's eyes lingered on mine for a heartbeat longer, his hand falling from my face as the knock came again—louder this time, more insistent.“I’ll... I’ll get that,” Eduardo muttered, running a hand through his hair as he moved to answer the door. His voice was gruff, and I could see the tension still coursing through him.I stood there for a moment, trying to calm my racing heart. Embarrassment washed over me as I realized how close we’d just come to... what, exactly? A kiss? Something mor
Aurora’s Point of ViewThe boardroom was filled with the hum of low voices, the subtle clicking of laptops, and the rustling of papers as the meeting went on. We were in the middle of a major discussion about a new construction project—a high-end residential complex that Eduardo’s company was bidding on. As I sat at the long, polished table, my attention kept drifting from the presentation slides to Eduardo, who sat at the head of the table.He was calm and collected as always, his eyes sharp as he addressed his team. I admired how he handled these meetings with such ease, delegating responsibilities, asking the right questions, and commanding the room. “Let’s focus on securing the land first,” Eduardo said, his voice deep and authoritative. “We need to ensure that the environmental assessment report is clean. Aurora, do you have the final analysis from the firm?”I straightened in my seat, pushing aside my wandering thoughts. “Yes, I do,” I replied, flipping through the papers in fr
Aurora’s Point of ViewThe laughter and shouts of children echoed all around us as the Father’s Day program continued. The afternoon sun illuminated the schoolyard in warmth, and everywhere I looked, there were families, smiling fathers, excited kids, and a sense of joy that I hadn’t fully anticipated feeling today. I glanced at Eduardo. He was in his element, laughing with Dexter and Eloise as we finished another game. The balloon-popping contest had been awkward at first, but the tension between us had slowly dissolved into something comfortable, almost familiar. He seemed so at ease with the kids—our kids—like he had always been there.But then, Dexter’s question hit me like a punch to the gut.“Mum, is Eduardo… is he our dad?”Time seemed to stop. The world around me faded, and all I could hear was the sound of my heart pounding in my ears. Dexter’s eyes, so full of innocence and curiosity, were locked on me, waiting for an answer. Eloise looked up too, her tiny brows furrowed as
Eduardo’s Point of ViewIt started with a phone call. The headmaster of the twins' school reached out to notify me of an upcoming Father’s Day program. At first, I wasn’t sure what to do with the information. I hadn’t been a part of Dexter and Eloise’s lives for so long, and now, I was being invited to attend something that was, by all accounts, for fathers.Was I really ready for this? Was it too much? Too soon?I hung up the phone, feeling the weight of the decision pressing on my shoulders. For years, I had been absent from their lives—not by choice, but by circumstance. The thought of standing there, surrounded by fathers who had been present, who knew their children’s every like and dislike, who had shared every moment... It made me feel like an outsider. I hadn’t earned the right to be called a father.And yet, a part of me longed to go. To be there. To see them laugh, to join in their fun, and to make memories that I had missed out on for so long.My heart and mind were at war,
Aurora's Point Of ViewI left work early. I haven't seen my kids in a whole day. They must have missed me. I've missed them too. Eduardo drove me home and I thought he would ask if he could come in. I don't wanna admit it but I would've told him to come in without thinking twice. Oh moon, what's happening to me? "Mummy!" I squealed, catching my two joys in my arms. I hugged him tightly, sniffing their hair. "I've missed you so much!" "You did not come home yesterday," Eloise pouted and guilt tore into my heart. "I'm sorry, baby. Mummy had work." What? I can't possibly tell them I got into heat, kissed the man they don't know is their father and begged him to make love to me. No, I can't possibly say that. The evening passed in a blur of giggles, dinner, and bath time with Dexter and Eloise. They were my world, my little anchors keeping me grounded in the chaos of my thoughts. I hadn’t been with them since yesterday, and the guilt of leaving them tugged at my heart.Eloise sat on
Aurora's Point Of View"It was all because of my heat," I defended myself as I took a bite out of the pancake."I did not say otherwise," he shrugged as he sat opposite me on the kitchen island. I watched as he took a bite and licked the sauce off his lips. "What? Still feel devouring me?" He teased, snapping me out of my daze. "I'm fine now," I shoved a spoon of food down my mouth to cover my embarrassment. "Looks like the doctor was right." "Did I do anything weird after last night?" He paused and looked at me like he knew something I didn't know. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I cannot remember anything after we both lied down in his bed last night. Surely, I couldn't have done anything worse. "No," he said and I heaved a sigh of relief. "You slept like a baby. Do you feel better now?" I nodded. "I'm back to myself." He pursed his lips, "bummer," I frowned and he chuckled. "I'm just pulling your legs." He gestured to my almost empty plate. "You done with that?" He ask
Aurora's Point Of ViewI woke up to the soft warmth of the morning sun streaming through the curtains, my body wrapped around something soft and firm. For a moment, I sighed in contentment, snuggling closer, my fingers gripping the fabric beneath me. I could still smell him—Eduardo. His scent was everywhere, invading my senses and stirring something deep within me.Then it hit me.I wasn’t holding him. I was hugging a pillow. A pillow that, upon closer inspection, had his tank top draped over it. I blinked in confusion, my mind still foggy from sleep. The cool morning air brushed against my bare legs, and that’s when I realized—I wasn’t in my robe anymore. I was wearing one of his shirts, the soft cotton hanging loosely around me.I sat up abruptly, my heart racing. The events of last night came crashing down on me. The kiss, the way I practically threw myself at him, and his firm but gentle refusal. I buried my face in my hands, groaning in embarrassment. Moon, what had I done? I’d l
Aurora's Point Of ViewAs Eduardo knelt beside me, his hand brushing a strand of hair away from my face, I closed my eyes, trying to focus on the steady rhythm of my breathing. He felt my forehead and said, "You should take a cold bath. You're burning up." He took his hands off and I mourned his touch. "I would contact a doctor I know. Maybe he can prescribe something to help with the heat." I almost shook my head in protest. I did not want to take any pills. I wanted him. I wanted him to pin my hands over my head on the bed and fuck me. Mercilessly. I want him to make me beg for it till I cry. I bit my lip at the thought, my eyes never leaving his. His eyes darkened and I smirked. Fuck I'm loosing my mind. "Go to the bathroom," That was not a request. He left the room, leaving me with my wild thoughts. I managed to drag myself into the bathroom and I immersed myself in the bathtub filled with cold water. I soaked in the cold water, letting it ease the burning heat coursing throu