Mila
Hello dear readers, I am on a bedrest and not able to work as Im supposed to rest, so please be patient. I thought I already scheduled this chapter with this info, but I forgot so here it is. Have a little patience please. Thankyou.
JonathanRage still burned inside me and my chest ached for what she had been through. In the beginning her reluctance had made sense when she had fed me the story about her made up ex boyfriend who had abused her but now I understood her fear and the reason why she had been so afraid to give in to my demands. I wasn’t lying when I said that I will avenge her. I will. I will make those men pay for what they did to my little mouse.But right now I needed this. And I knew she needed this too after what she had to relive by telling me what had happened to her. Her father should be whipped and castrated before burned alive for what he had allowed to happen to his own daughter. I would die a hundred deaths before I would let any harm come to my daughter. The thought made me pause for a moment as I wondered what my daughter would look like. Will she have my eyes or Mila’s hazel one
MilaI felt my heart finally slowing down as I caressed his sweat slicked back. His words still echoing in my ears after several long minutes. So long, that I was sure he was asleep on top of me. I smiled softly as he let out a quiet snore near my ear where his lips brushed my soft skin with his every breath confirming my guess.I pressed a kiss on his shoulder and whispered softly, “I love you more.”He was still wearing his shirt as he had been too busy making me squirm and scream with pleasure to stop for anything else. I pushed at his shoulder and bit down on my lower lip as his cock twitched inside me. I sucked in a breath as my walls fluttered in pleasure but paused as finally what just happened registered in my mind when I felt the wetness seeping out of me.With a grunt I pushed him off me, he rolled over and plopped down on
MilaI hate it here, I thought to myself as I sat down on the sofa watching the stupid commercial on the tv.My perfect days had turned into nothing but something that I couldn’t endure anymore. I live in a picturesque house by the lake with a man that I love but I was not happy. I slept alone, if I could that was, and woke up alone without his strong arms or his tantalizing scent surrounding me. The breakfast and dinner were a sad affair with me and Sia sitting there and pushing our food around on the plate without any conversation to liven it as the fight between me and Jonathan was palpable in the air, and Sia knew not to ask about it.I hadn’t seen Jonathan much since that night three days ago and I was starting to think that he was purposely avoiding me, not that I was very keen to talk to him. But, damnit, I missed the fucking arsehole. He didn’t even give me a chance
Mila I stepped out of the car, not at all sure of what was going to happen. I wanted Jonathan here with me, by my side. I missed him at this moment more than I ever did. It was a bitter pill to swallow and more difficult than I thought to admit that I was scared to be here without him. The monsters living in this house scare me. I turned to Jasper and as if reading my mind, he said, “We will meet him shortly, Miss.” I huddled closer to him as we walked toward the double doors, a middle-aged man opened the door and unlike before Lachlan gestured to the opposite side of the house. We entered a short foyer and a woman with a kind smile and kind eyes greeted both the men before her eyes fell on me. She grabbed my arms gently as she said, “O razve ona ne krasavitsa? YA tak schastliv, chto Dzhonatan Dzhas nakonets reshil ustroit’sya. Iyere
Jonathan The moment I opened the bedroom door something came at me. I ducked in time to miss the water bottle from hitting me in the face as it hit the half opened door and dropped down on the floor. Brows drawn I looked down at the item and when I looked up she was in my face. “Who the fuck do you think you are!” She gritted out as she pressed her palms on my chest and pushed me back. And when I didn’t back away like she had expected, she curled those delicate fingers into fists and hit me with them. A throat cleared behind me, I turned my head slightly to find Lachlan and Jasper looking at me and then at the woman who was hitting me with their eyes wide open and brows arched up on their foreheads. I slammed the door in their faces and curled my fingers around her wrists as I turned us around and slammed her back agai
MilaI had been cooped in that room for hours and the only interaction I’d had was with Mrs Gracia who had come up with a tray of snacks and encouraged me to eat but I had been too tense to even think about food. The thought of eating anything had made me feel sick. But I had thanked the kind lady nonetheless and had told her I would eat when I'd feel like it. I hadn’t touched anything on that tray as I had been too busy pacing the room, worrying where Jonathan was and what was taking him so long to come to me.I had guessed that it was Jonathan’s old room courtesy of the picturesof him with his brother on the mantle above the fireplace and another with him and an old man in front of a winery. But what I hadn’t known was why the hell I was here. And that particular question had been driving me crazy.
Mila The wedding day should be the best day of any woman’s life, but for me it has been nothing but something forced upon me that has turned it into the worst day of my life. This is the second time I was being prepared to be a bride. And this time too I’d prefer to run away rather than attend my own wedding. “Would you like us to pin your hair up?” One of the girls asked, I think her name is Jean. I shrugged as another silent tear escaped my eye. Good, I was pathetic. I was an emotional wreck and there was no hiding it. Jonathan had promised me that he would take care of my brother before escorting me back to this room where the two girls were waiting to do the magic and turn me into a good looking bride. I wonder if they could do tricks to my aching heart too. A tissue appeared in front of me and I dutifully took it as I wi
Mila The girls came back right away after Jonathan left and Jean fussed over my smeared kohl as she tried to wipe it and do the under eyes again. Mira came to me with a dress in her hand. “Shall we?” She asked. I nodded and stood up, untying the robe I was wearing. Ten minutes later the dress was glued to my skin as Jean pulled the laces tight over the corset I was fitted into. Mira clapped her hands. “Prevoskhodno!” Excellent! She said with a big smile on her face, at least someone was happy because I wasn't. She held out four inch silver heels and then proceeded to sit on the floor as she helped me into them. “You look very beautiful, Miss.” Jean said as she finally stepped back after pulling all my hair back from my shoulders, she had decided to straighten them instead of putting it up together in an updo.