EMILYWe stared at each other. I didn’t dare say a word and he looked at me with such an intense gaze, owning his words. His eyes held mine, giving me no room to look away or break his gaze.“I want to polish my nails,” I spoke to distract him. He broke the intense gaze to look at my nails.“You’ll need more than polish,” Alexandro said. He was right, my nail was worn out and rough, and I would have to file it back to shape before reapplying polish.“I guess I’d have to book a session,” I murmured. It was too much work for me to do myself.Alexandro only had to type a few words on his phone and Sarah came in bearing in hand a nail kit and grinning ear to ear. It was like she was glad to see Alexandro and me together, so close. She probably envied us and prayed for a marriage like mine. I rejected it on her behalf but it gave me an idea why Alexandro was being so nice to me.It was only according to plan that we acted in love while we were in Paris, and the bars had been raised higher
ALEXANDROThe meeting ended a few minutes before midnight. It had been war with everyone baring teeth and claws. I wasn’t surprised to see Anthony. He might have just returned but he didn’t delay from showing everyone that he meant business. It looked like he was finally going to be serious with life. His gaze now had focus and determination. Things Anthony could not be attributed with at a point in history.I watched as words were passed back and forth. I could have just stayed back in the suit with Emily because even if my body had left her, my mind didn’t.The tables had turned at that meeting, I didn’t have to do business with Ian. Instead, I would wait, watch their war then deal with the winner. It was a win for me in any way.“Alexandro King.” Anthony Ortega nodded at me after the meeting was over. Everyone had begun to disperse, going to their room, most of them had a woman waiting. I had a woman too but I doubted she was waiting.“Anthony Ortega.” I returned the nod, then stoo
ALEXANDROI took a step toward her, my eyes stuck on her chest. It was too late to pretend to not be affected by her body, the thick bulge in my pants had already given that away.“Alexandro.” She called with a low voice as I took another step closer. That low silky voice only fed my arousal.She made to take a step backward but I wasn’t in the mood to play that game, I stopped her with a finger wrapped around that rope that held the bikini together in the middle of her breast. She froze on her track, and her breath hitched.Mine too, because the act brought her breasts together, making them fuller, and prettier, pushing my desire to feed on them to an unreversible point.“What are you wearing Emily?” I asked the question and followed it with a slight tug that had her coming forward, bringing those boobs to bounce against my chest. Her whole body aligned against mine, her eyes widening as she felt the proof of my desire poke against her belly.“Ahh… Sarah said it was easier to swim we
EMILYMy breast felt like they were on fire, my nipples hurt and my pussy felt branded. I remembered every moment of it, even actively participating.Shame crept up my face. I didn’t like the man, yet I willingly fucked him. His words played in my head again. “Are you wet?” Just the sight of him in the pool, angry and thinking I was drowning had turned me on. I was soaked even before I stepped out of the water. I had pressed my breast to his chest, begging him to touch me. I wanted sex last night as much as he did.What I didn’t like was how he was gentle afterward. I loved the first round where we fucked like animals, with my back against the wall and his length inside me, the bites, the spanks.But the second, it made me feel like we were a real married couple. False hopes.I slid out of Alexandro's sleepy hold but my feet had barely touched the floor when he scooped me back to the bed. My whole body froze in alarm.I couldn’t handle daylight sex with Alexandro, to see his face and
EMILYI had to stop over analyzing everything.Knowing I had nowhere to go again, it was another day indoor, my little cell in the beautiful city of Paris, I decided to wear a romper pinafore. I wore a soft white top with no bra and wore the jean romper on it. It was comfortable because it was short, its length ended not to far from the bottom of my ass.I hummed a song to myself as I sat in front of my mirror wondering each earring to wear, my wedding band fixed on my finger. This was a morning I felt very married.Alexandro was taking his bathe and I still couldn’t help but wonder how today will go, if he would leave or stay, if he stayed, what we would talk about or do.All I had to do was wait. My stomach churned to remind me of the food by the door but Alexandro had said to wait for him.“Don’t eat without me.” He had warned before going to bath. I couldn’t be blatantly disobedient.In truth, the suit belonged to Alexandro and I. In paris here where we pretend to be happily marri
EMILY“I can’t go any further.” I cried. The Butte Montmartre was a place I never imagined I would visit but all my excitement was gone at this moment. I was tired from all the stairs I had climbed that day.“You need to sign up in a gym, it’ll be the first thing I do when we get back home.” Alexandro frowned. He hadn’t even broken a sweat, looking all sleep in his shirt and Jean while I looked like a runaway bride.“Make sure to get me a sexy instructor.” I teased back.After we argued back and forth, Alexandro won. We didn’t change. I was glad I hadn’t worn anything uncomfortable but I didn’t like how plain I looked.Because the Montmartre wasn’t too far from the hotel, Alexandro had insisted we walk. He hadn’t given me a heads up concerning where we were going, maybe I might have convinced him to carry a car because I couldn’t even imagine walking home.Climbing to the highest point was necessary but the higher we went the better the view, I refused to go through all this stress fo
ALEXANDROI wanted to burn that contract right in her front of her eyes.Being a good man to Emily was tougher than I expected. The surprise in her eyes every time I did something she didn’t expect was worth it, the joy of being able to kiss her just because I wanted to was worth it, but I knew I hadn’t broken through any of her barriers.She didn’t know I was the one who bought the house she wanted back and I intend to keep it that way, I’d change the name on it to hers and gift it to her but before that, I wanted her to know that I wanted to null the contract, there would be no end to us.Our journey down was quiet, she didn’t let me hold her hand like earlier. Even when I bought another ice cream, she had rejected it.My patience was wearing out, but I managed because I didn’t want to have a public argument. I pulled her to face me the moment the hotel door clicked shut behind us.“Why are you angry?” I asked, I wanted to know what was wrong so could get rid of it.“I’m not angry.
EMILYI wanted to leave Paris and I told Alexandro.“Why?” He asked, pulling me by the waist.He had become touchy lately, spending the day around me and the nights inside me. He now had a small office inside my room and I found it sexy watching him work. The seriousness with which he read his papers and how sexy French sounded on his tongue.Because I think he was under the influence of the City of Love. That was my answer to his question but I wasn’t going to tell him that. Ever since that night, we had not revisited our contract discussion, whether he would let me go or not. I wouldn’t win if I brought it up in Paris so I decided to not mention it again.“I still have some things to do here, it’s taking more time than I thought it would.” He murmured against my skin, he nipped my cheek with his teeth and licked it with his tongue.“I can leave without you.” I proposed.“NO.” That tone left no room for argument or further discussion but that was then. I was no longer afraid of Alexa