On Friday afternoon, Anna inserted the key into the lock of her former Montebello residence and strolled inside with a cardboard box in tow. The home smelled chilly and abandoned, as if no one had lived there in a long time. As expected, given that David had been away for the holidays, and she had only made a few brief visits.She discarded her jacket and made one more circuit of the empty rooms. After tossing and turning in the king-size bed all night thinking about David, she made up her mind on Tuesday morning. Anna had taken a good, long look in the mirror, and she wasn't happy with what she saw. She had married for the promise of a child and excellent sex but had avoided deeper commitment. She'd been so determined not to become involved with David on anything other than a surface level that she hadn't even realized it was his birthday. She felt bad since she knew she should have asked him when it was.When had she become so terrified of emotional involvement? She was able to trac
She put her hands on his chest in an attempt to push him away, but her efforts were mostly in vain. His lips were once again within reach of his, and he pounced on the opportunity with ravenous desire. She could feel the strain in his massive body and hear his heart thumping with rage. As his hands tore at her clothing, she closed her eyes. Her pants and top were undone, and his hands were frantically stroking her body. Even as the usual wild excitement coursed through her veins, she gasped out demands for him to stop working his mouth over her throat, shoulders, and breasts. He slid between her knees, his ripped thigh thrusting between them, his tongue ravaging hers again with a frantic fervor that she eagerly matched. Her head spun wildly as her mouth parted in a moan of ecstasy as she was sucked into a whirlwind of need. She grabbed at him desperately, her fingers tangled in his thick black hair, and then slid beneath his shirt to feel the pounding of his h
After three exhausting days in New York, it hit him last night He had given Anna everything and yearned for her affection, but he had never told her he loved her. He had hired an aircraft and flown to Los Angeles to tell her how he felt. He was hoping that she would throw herself into his arms and feel the same way.He knew as soon as Marvie told him Anna was in Montebello, but he chose to ignore the information. He had fully lost it when he saw her sobbing over her husband's memories in the bedroom. Love had previously turned him into a raving idiot, but not anymore. Aside from his relationship with Anna, his life was a resounding success. After that, he avoided being near her at all costs. He had no choice but to end their relationship since his weakness for her was becoming too great to bear.A week later, Anna sat in a restaurant with Sara, pretending to enjoy a meal she had no stomach for.Anna, don't be down. Sara beamed, “David will be returning on
Waking up was something she drew back from. At this time, no. Because he would be by her side when she did.They informed her that her husband had kept a near-constant watch for days after her admittance, and she found him sitting in a chair by the bed.Three times a day, in the morning, mid-afternoon, and evening, he had limited his visits over the previous week.While she was up, the nurses relayed the comment in an informed but slightly envious tone, which they had made while they believed she was asleep. The new information sparked interest in her. She was sent to this posh, incredibly costly private facility with its circle of consulting specialists after being taken unconscious by ambulance from the scene of the accident to a neighboring public hospital. It seemed like chaos ensued within the hour.This is Anna.The sound of the voice—a low, somewhat inflected drawl—triggered her heart rate to increase.Oh no. At this point, she would be forced to admit his existence. After a br
No, my goodness. A hushed scream escaped from some dark corner of her being. She was sad to leave this safe haven that was the hospital and this room in particular. Still, she couldn't remain forever.Felt a small lump form in her throat, which made her swallow. In an act of abstracted agitation, her fingers started to pleat the hem of the sheet. “Am I to be set free?” His features were relaxed and his mouth curled into a warm smile as she studied him intently, trying to decipher something more from his face.“There is no reason why it should not be this afternoon,” the obstetrician and neurologist have both told me.How quickly. It ought to have been tomorrow or the day after that, right? Then she could adjust to the notion more easily.She felt an overwhelming, unexplainable fear whenever she considered returning to the house, she had supposedly shared with him. Her hesitation was hard to pin down. This man is a stranger to her b
'I'll use the outermost clip,' the nurse announced as she delicately fastened the bra and then the blouse. We can remove it if it's too tight or too uncomfortable. Do you need any assistance with your makeup?There was a case full of cosmetics, but for the last seven days, she had resorted to using only moisturizer and light lipstick. She cautiously withdrew her fingers from the curved glass bottle of Dior. Why start now when she hasn't even used it in the hospital?Anna observed in idling curiosity as the nurse retrieved a piece of luggage and loaded it with all of her belongings.“Please,” Anna said, stepping in as the girl snatched up multiple expensive magazines. 'Keep them.' Can you assure me?“I agree.” The nurse said “Along with the flowers”, Anna chimed in. “The day and night shifts should each get one. “And the chocolates, the fruits.” She added.The expression on the nurse's face showed appreciation. “Thank you so much. People will really value them.” A gentle smile spread a
He walked the short distance to her side and put his hand under her elbow. We can enter the lounge now. Amy will have brewed some tea and baked treats to whet your taste buds. Amy does the cooking and takes care of the house, he whispered, responding to the silent question reflected in her eyes. Jacob, her spouse, is a general handyman who also tends to the lawn and the cars. Beautiful Chinese rugs spread across the marble floor served as a sophisticated backdrop to the expensive artworks scattered at regular intervals on the silk-covered walls. Large rugs, mostly in a light blue color with patterns that included a subtle combination of cream and the lightest pink, complemented the cream-upholstered furniture, rosewood accents, and an abundance of glass-topped side tables. Just as Anna was getting into her padded chair, a middle-aged woman with a lovely figure rolled into the room, pushing a trolley that held two pots of steaming milk, sugar, and cream as well as several plates with
No, her inner voice yelled out. She whispered in a choked voice, “I should be able to manage.” David shot out, “I doubt it,” his expression turning noticeably gloomy as he took in her clear hesitation. He drawled, “Think of me as a nurse,” as he narrowed his eyes to see her dogged determination as she stood up. There is no way a male nurse could look that good or wreak such sensory havoc on her. As he gently removed one button after another, it was clear that he was thinking things over. “The idea of a man you can't recall taking off your clothes,' David continued in a smooth voice, “a man who, as your husband, has slept with you in this bed every night, tasted you thoroughly, and implanted his sperm in your womb... frightens you?” David stared intensely at her. With a quiver in her voice, Anna corrected, “Unnerves me.” The words had tormented her ever since she found out she was pregnant. “Had we intended to have a child of our own?” As he leaned down and gently brushed his lips
David cupped her face and said, “There is nothing that can make me queasy when it comes from you.”“Your body is where my child grows, and your blood is her blood also.”“Don’t ever think that it is something to be embarrassed about.”Anna smiled weakly at the man before her. ‘How could she not love this man?’David led her to the shower while helping her out of her clothes.He reached out to take the soap, but she said, “Please let me do it on my own, my breast is so sore, and it hurts too much.”“Okay, but let me do your back.” he insisted as he watched her.“We can visit the baby after breakfast.” he said.At this point, Anna was excited to see Selene. She swiftly finished her bath and changed into a wrap-around pink floral dress.They ate their breakfast and went to the hospital after.They were looking at their child through the incubator, she was so beautiful yet so fragile. 'I can't wait to hold her in my arms,' Anna thought. She felt so mesmerized by her. David wrapped his arm
Anna woke up in the hospital the next day. Last night, she had a c-section because of the preterm labor. David was sitting near her. “Is the baby, okay?” She asked weakly. “The baby is in intensive care,” David said calmly. “Oh my God, is she going to be, okay?” concern was evident on her face. “All her vital signs are okay; however, she is in the incubator.” David cupped her face gently. “No need to worry, Anna, her pediatric doctor is a known specialist.” David reached for Anna and hugged her. At this very moment, she wanted to feel his warmth because she couldn't control her anxiety. Then the Doctor came to visit. “Good morning, Mrs. Miller.” She was an older woman with kind eyes. “I’m Doctor Avery Samuel, nice to meet you,” she said. “Nice to meet you too Doctor,” Anna replied. “Can I see my baby?” “Yes, but We had to wait for your OB-GYN, Doctor Ethan's recommendation.” “When it’s safe to move you, then you can visit your baby, but you have to understand that you cannot
Anna dialed a memorized number on her phone.A sleepy voice answered her call, and Anna felt a surge of relief. “Sara? How about lunch?”“I didn't get to bed until three, you impossible person. Must it be today?”“We could make it a late lunch,” Anna persisted and heard Sara's laughing approval.“Name the time and place, and I'll meet you there.”“One-thirty. At the Grove,” she returned without hesitation.They met within minutes of the appointed time and managed, by good fortune to be shown to atable overlooking the fountain. After the serious business of ordering was completed, they settleddown to exchanging news, something which lasted through the starter, and well into the maincourse.“You're positively blooming,” Sara complimented quietly.“Your hair, your skin. everything about you. I couldn't be more pleased everything is working out.”Anna managed a bright smile that didn't fool her friend in the slightest.“Not quite, huh? What's the problem?”“I didn't ask you to meet me
She rose to her feet and gathered the cutlery and glasses, then carried them through to thekitchen.David followed, and she heard him locking the outer doors and setting the security alarm.It was a simple task to load the dishwasher, and she had just finished when he entered the room.He looked over all the powerful masculine: dark trousers, light tan skin, dark hair, in stark contrast to the white shirt. Tall, he almost seemed overpowering, and, while she craved his touch, there was a part of her that cried out against any sexual defeat.She watched as he dispatched food down the waste disposal unit, then dropped emptycontainers into the pedal bin before washing and drying his hands. In silence, he turned andcaught hold of her hand, leading her through to the lounge, and then he selected a slow song.Soft music emanated from the speakers and Anna looked at him speechlessly as he drew her intohis arms.Crazy, she thought, as he pulled her close against him and began to drift slow
“There's an excellent piece you really must see. Expensive, but worthy of investment.” He riffledthrough the catalog pages and brought the item to David's notice, then made his excuses assomeone else demanded his attention.“I happen to like Zhang Hongtu,” Anna protested as David's amused gaze rested on her expressive features.“So do I,” he assured her, and, placing an arm around her waist, he directed her towards a display.“Shall we begin viewing?”Some paintings verged on the bizarre, others resembled caricatures of design over brilliant slashes of color. One, in particular, looked as if a very young child had indulged in a wild battle with numerous pots of multicolored paint.“What do you think?”Anna turned towards David and tried to present a considered viewpoint. After severalseconds she voiced with restraint, “I'd prefer not to answer on the grounds that anything I saycould be overheard, taken into account, and held against me.”“A remarkable nonconformist piece,” David d
“Anna. How are you, darling? Sorry to keep you waiting.”She closed the magazine and rose to her feet with a ready smile. “Michael.”“Your hand? It is still giving you pain?' He drew her towards the far end of the salon and seated her at a basin.“It aches a little.”Michael's personal attention was rare, and Anna, by virtue of being David's wife, appeared tobe one of the favoured few.She wrinkled her nose as he sluiced water over her hair and applied shampoo, rinsed and repeated the process with conditioner, then towelled it dry before leading her to a mirrored cubicle.“Are you able to drive again?”‘The specialist says I can. David would prefer Jacob to continue in the role of chauffeur. Although he has compromised and bought me another car.'“He is being protective, hmm?”“You could say that,” she agreed with suitable dryness.Michael picked up his scissors and comb and went to work. “Don't knock it, darling,” he cautioned wryly.“Men are not usually protective unless they care.
‘Would it ever be any different?’‘Could it be? Sadly, she didn't think so…’Even if she prepares herself for what is to come, she knows that David will also fight for this child to be his. ‘It will be a long battle.’Anna wandered down to the swimming pool and sat in one of the chairs positioned beneath a wide sun umbrella. The sun felt warm against her bare skin, and she leaned her head back and closed her eyes.“Anna? It is eleven-fifteen.”She came sharply awake at the sound of Amy's voice, amazed that she could have lapsed into a light doze. Her hand had swollen slightly and was beginning to show signs of bruising. There was also a degree of pain when the physiotherapist supervised her exercises, a fact which he noted, adding an admonition to be more careful. There didn't seem to be much point in assuring him that it was not self-inflicted.At home, she ate the chicken salad Amy had prepared for lunch, and then she changed into a bikini,selected a book, and wandered out to sit b
When another couple joined them, Anna let out a breath of relief because most of the people were aimlessly wandering from table to table. While the woman had a light talk with Anna, the man—a business associate of David's—began an intense debate with him.Anna glanced at David with a look of surprise as he rested his arm across the back of her chair twenty minutes before they departed.“It is getting close to eleven o'clock.”“Our mission has been accomplished.”“Are you ready to go?” Anna nodded in agreement.Without saying a word more, he had them leave the ballroom and start to lead the way. A number of his friends wanted to talk to him, and while he waited a second to say a few expressions of courteous reply, he did not remain.Anna sank into the leather-cushioned seat and relaxed as David lowered the Bentley to street level, joining the steady flow of traffic leaving the city.It was pleasurable just to relax in the car. The pulsing in her hand had diminished in intensity, and th
Anna caught her breath as David locked eyes with the model, who appeared innocent, in a way that only Amelia could.“Yes, to my great joy.” Underneath the velvety smoothness of his voice, there was no mistaking the steely core.As the guest speaker stepped up to the podium, Anna removed fruit segments from their meringue nest and set the plate aside, choosing tea as the dessert arrived, which was a letdown.Then, a DJ played some tunes in the background and urged everyone to get down on the dance floor. With grace and elegance, Amelia and her partner were among the first to ascend the stairs.She had an air of confidence and sophistication. Anna could tell the model was fully aware of the impact she was making on her partner from the subtle allure of her face.She wanted to know if it was helping David out or not.Meeting his shadowed stare unsettled Anna, who sneaked a peek at him. She blinked when he reached out and intertwined his fingers with hers, and she smiled tentatively becau