April lay tangled in the sheets, her breathing still uneven, skin slick with sweat, body thrumming from the high he’d dragged out of her. Noah was beside her, propped on one elbow, watching her like he was trying to memorize her face.She hated how much she liked that look.Silence stretched between them… not uncomfortable, but full. Heavy. They’d never had the post-sex autopsy before. In some ways, April was glad. She hadn’t wanted to rake over the past. But she also knew they needed to. It hung over them like a storm cloud, waiting to burst. She just wondered which of them would break the silence first.“Why are you looking at me like that?” she murmured, eyes on the ceiling.“Like what?” His voice was low, threaded with something she didn’t trust herself to name.“Like you’re seeing me for the first time.”“I feel like I am,” he said. “Or maybe… maybe I just wasn’t allowed to see you properly before.”April turned her head toward him, her expression unreadable. “You saw enough back
The smell of espresso and fresh toasted bread filled the kitchen the next morning. There had been no time for more because they had overslept. April grinned at the reason they had overslept. Noah had been… hungry for her during the night.April sat barefoot at the breakfast bar, wearing Noah’s crisp button-down shirt. She sipped her coffee while scrolling through her emails to check for any urgent tasks that needed attention that morning. Although she had showered and washed her hair, she had not yet put on her work clothes. She had always fantasized about wearing one of his business shirts as a nightie or robe.Noah stood at the stove, shirtless and smug, flipping pancakes like a man who had absolutely no shame in how good he looked, half-naked in a domestic setting.She didn’t trust it.“What?” he asked, catching her watching him with narrowed eyes.“You’re being weird.” He was a jackass. She just needed to figure out if he was her jackass.“I’m making pancakes.”“Exactly. You made
If I was meant to be controlled, I would have come with a remote. Quote by no idea?Noah glared at the frail old man standing before him, leaning on his cane heavily. “Let me get this straight. You want me to marry your seventeen-year-old daughter?” April had come along late in the old man’s life. He had been in his 60s when April had been born.Her mother had caused a scandal by running off with the gardener when April was only 3 months old. Gail had only been in her early twenties at the time of April’s birth. She had been a city girl. Living in the country with an older husband and a baby may not have been the life she signed up for or thought she would be getting. Everyone believed she had been in it for the money. But hadn’t been able to stomach it in the end when a younger, sexy man had been available.There was no doubt in everyone’s mind that William Harrington would have had April’s DNA tested after that.It only proved she was the true heiress to the Harrington family becaus
‘Nothing good was ever learned from eavesdropping, so mind you business and let others mind theirs.’ Quote by Maryrose Wood.Noah grappled with his emotions as he made his way towards April. He made an effort to erase any trace of annoyance from his face following his meeting with her father. He didn’t want to weigh her down with the truth about her father’s ultimatum. As he got closer to her, he put on a smile and warmly greeted her.“Hey April, how’s it going?” he asked, trying to sound casual.April looked up, her plump face changing into a small smile, but he saw something was missing. The smile wasn’t genuine. The light that would sparkle in her sea-green eyes was absent. Normally, she didn’t hide her braces from him like she was doing now. Noah wondered if someone had said something to her to make her so aware of them. “Hey Noah! Just doing a little gardening. It’s therapeutic, you know?” She said before looking back down and away from him.Noah nodded, trying to hide his inner
Everybody wants to shine a little bit, even a wallflower. Quote by Phyllis Smith.April had been right as she looked around the room at her eighteenth birthday party. She couldn’t spot anyone that was truly here for her. Even her cousin Porsha, who was closest in age to her, was here to find an eligible man of their social set. April had spotted her seconds ago, hanging onto Noah’s arm, laughing up at him. As she tried to hold his attention. Well, he was free again if the media report was true. He and Willow had broken up. There had been a tearful picture of Willow posted online. The Media were calling Noah heartless.April smoothed a hand down the side of her shift dress. She wore this type of dress often because it didn’t hug her figure at all. But already one boy had commented she looked like a sack of potatoes, making her feel very self-conscious. But she didn’t have Porsha’s tall, sexy body. She wasn’t thin with nice high boobs. She was short at 5 feet 3 and she was overweight. I
Marry in haste, repent at Leisure. Quote by William Congrove.April’s heart pounded in her chest as she walked down the aisle, knowing that she was about to marry a groom who didn’t truly desire her. However, she had no choice in the matter if she wanted her beloved father to have a chance at life-saving surgery.Reluctantly, she had given in, as her father knew she would. But once this forced marriage was over and her father had undergone his procedure, she would grant Noah his freedom, regardless of her father’s wishes. She didn’t want a man who didn’t think she was woman enough. If she ended things, walked away from their marriage. Then it wouldn’t matter what her father had promised him. He wouldn’t lose out because he didn’t have a choice in the matter.After hearing the hurtful words spoken about her, April had little fear of Noah desiring her sexually. Obtaining an annulment should be a straightforward process. Her father would no longer have anything to hold over her once his o
‘Those who belittle others are usually so little themselves. Small people belittle others. Great people make others feel they to can become great.’ Quote by Nick Verd.April barely had time to plaster a small smile on her face, still covering her braces, before they entered the hall. To claps and cheers. In her mind, she had very little to be happy about right now. The way Noah had looked at her made her self-conscious of her overweight body. She didn’t want to be here.The hard grip Noah had on her hand stopped April from fleeing, which she would love to do if she got the chance.He brought her around the bridal table and moved her into her seat. She knew it wasn’t a gentlemanly gesture on his part. He was just performing for the crowd, doing what was expected of a happy groom. As soon as he sat down beside her, he immediately turned away to engage in conversation with his best man, Ryan.April felt incredibly frustrated that she hadn’t been given the opportunity to explain to Noah th
‘And I finally let go. It was the beginning for me and the end for you.’ Quote by Nikki Rowe.Noah had booked them into the honeymoon suite of his hotel because it was expected by their guests that they should stay the night. As they walked into the luxurious rooms. He couldn’t help but sense the tension emanating from April. It was almost tangible. What was she expecting him to do? Jump her the minute the door closed.But there was no chance of him sleeping with her. The last thing he was interested in was a schemer! She was a manipulative little bitch who had gotten her father to hand her the husband she wanted. It would be a cold day in hell before he allowed another lying cold-hearted bitch in his bed again. Ashley in university had shown him to watch out for women. But he had let April slip under his guard because he had thought her too young and naïve to play games.“You don’t have to worry. I have no intention of exercising my marital rights with you tonight or any other night.”
The smell of espresso and fresh toasted bread filled the kitchen the next morning. There had been no time for more because they had overslept. April grinned at the reason they had overslept. Noah had been… hungry for her during the night.April sat barefoot at the breakfast bar, wearing Noah’s crisp button-down shirt. She sipped her coffee while scrolling through her emails to check for any urgent tasks that needed attention that morning. Although she had showered and washed her hair, she had not yet put on her work clothes. She had always fantasized about wearing one of his business shirts as a nightie or robe.Noah stood at the stove, shirtless and smug, flipping pancakes like a man who had absolutely no shame in how good he looked, half-naked in a domestic setting.She didn’t trust it.“What?” he asked, catching her watching him with narrowed eyes.“You’re being weird.” He was a jackass. She just needed to figure out if he was her jackass.“I’m making pancakes.”“Exactly. You made
April lay tangled in the sheets, her breathing still uneven, skin slick with sweat, body thrumming from the high he’d dragged out of her. Noah was beside her, propped on one elbow, watching her like he was trying to memorize her face.She hated how much she liked that look.Silence stretched between them… not uncomfortable, but full. Heavy. They’d never had the post-sex autopsy before. In some ways, April was glad. She hadn’t wanted to rake over the past. But she also knew they needed to. It hung over them like a storm cloud, waiting to burst. She just wondered which of them would break the silence first.“Why are you looking at me like that?” she murmured, eyes on the ceiling.“Like what?” His voice was low, threaded with something she didn’t trust herself to name.“Like you’re seeing me for the first time.”“I feel like I am,” he said. “Or maybe… maybe I just wasn’t allowed to see you properly before.”April turned her head toward him, her expression unreadable. “You saw enough back
“Sometimes, you don’t realize you’ve found home until your body stops wanting to leave.” By Unknown.April barely had time to breathe after Noah’s kiss before he was pulling her tighter against him, lifting her onto the counter like she weighed nothing. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, and he slid his hands down to grip her thighs, his mouth still devouring hers like he couldn’t get enough.His body was warm, solid, and everywhere. His lips trailed from her mouth down her throat, biting lightly at the base before soothing it with his tongue. April gasped, arching into him.He pulled back just enough to meet her eyes. “Tell me to stop. Because I will if needed.”She couldn’t. Wouldn’t ask him to stop.Her silence was permission.With a low, satisfied growl, Noah pulled her long sleeve dress over her head, baring her to him without ceremony. His eyes darkened as he took her in. “You’re so fucking beautiful, April.”Before she could come up with a comeback, his mouth was
“Sometimes, home isn’t a place. It’s a person you’re still pretending not to need.” By Unknown.April unlocked her front door and stepped into the familiar sanctuary of her home. The familiar scent of it hit her immediately, grounding her. Her space.Except… now it wasn’t just hers.That was about to change. Noah Crawford would be living here for three months. Was she truly ready for that?She set her bag down and glanced around the spacious living room. Everything was as it should be, minimalist, elegant, quiet. Her housekeeper had been in that morning. Not a single cushion was out of place. It looked like a spread from a home magazine.And still, April felt jittery. Anticipation thrummed beneath her skin like an itch she couldn’t scratch.Noah would be here any moment.The thought was both unnerving… and thrilling. She hated that part. Hated that her stomach fluttered at the idea of him in her kitchen, in her hallway, in her bed.No. Not yet. She wasn’t going to think of that. She di
“Sometimes, the only person you can trust with your demons is the one who’s danced with them before.” By Unknown.April didn’t move for a long time after the door closed behind Gail.She just sat there, staring at the city skyline like it might offer answers she didn’t have. The weight on her chest was different now. Less grief, more fury.She wanted to scream. Or cry. Or throw something.Instead, she reached for her mobile phone.There were maybe five people in her life who she trusted without question. None of them had the resources or connections she needed right now. And the one person who did?She hated that it was him.Still, her fingers moved before her brain could stop them. The line rang twice.“Look who finally remembered my number,” Noah’s voice came through, low and amused.April immediately rolled her eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself. This isn’t a booty call.” Remembering his hands on her this morning outside her place.“Shame. I was hoping you were calling for another... per
“One of the biggest lies ever told is that blood makes you family. Blood makes you related. Loyalty, love, and trust make you family.” By Unknown.When Neil had first said someone was waiting in her office, April had half-assumed it was Noah. A last-minute booty call, maybe. The man had a habit of showing up without notice and lighting her world on fire, only to leave her hot and bothered after like this morning.But it wasn’t Noah. It was her mother.She stared at Neil, unmoving. Her heart pounded so hard it felt like it was trying to claw its way out of her chest. “I’m sorry… what?” She needed him to repeat it, just in case the universe was pulling a sick joke.Neil didn’t flinch. “She’s waiting in your office.”April blinked. “You’re sure? My mother?”“She said her name’s Gail Harrington.” His expression was concerned, maybe even a little sympathetic, though there was something close to apology in the way he said it. “I can have her removed, if you’d prefer.”“No,” April muttered. “
“Some people can’t take a hint. Others turn the hint into a weapon.” By Unknown.Noah stepped into the lobby of Crawford HQ and immediately regretted not taking the service entrance.There she was… Kayla.Fuck.Perched behind the front desk like she owned the damn building, she flashed him that same too-sweet smile she always wore when she thought he might finally cave.Her blouse was tighter today, her hair styled just a little more than usual. It didn’t take a genius to figure out she was trying again. Maybe he could get HR to fire her for sexual harassment.“Noah,” she said brightly, as if they hadn’t already had this conversation before.“Morning.” He didn’t break stride, heading straight for the elevator bay.“I didn’t see you come in yesterday,” she called after him, standing now, like she might follow.Wow, no kidding. He wasn’t always in the office, sometimes he worked remotely. “That’s because I wasn’t here,” he replied, pressing the elevator button. He didn’t turn around.The
“Sometimes the biggest step toward a future is simply choosing where to begin.” By Unknown.The smell of fresh coffee drifting in from the next room stirred April. She sat up fast… shit, what time was it? She needed to get to the office. Throwing off the covers, she was halfway to the door where the coffee smell was coming from, before remembering she still needed a shower.Yes, he had used a condom this morning... but last night? Not so much. Bareback sex was pretty messy. Hot, but still messy.She grabbed her phone on the way to the bathroom. 7:27 a.m. Thank God.She moved fast, taking the quickest shower known to mankind, still managing to wash her hair. There was a hairbrush and a new toothbrush sitting on the vanity. Of course there was. Noah had thought of everything.She wasn’t about to throw on yesterday’s clothes just yet, though. Instead, she slipped into Noah’s robe. It drowned her and washed her underwear out in the sink. She’d wear her dress home, but the wet underwear? Ab
“Love is war. You have to be willing to fight for it… or surrender completely.” By Unknown.April’s eyes narrowed, her body tense beneath the sheet she had wrapped tightly around herself. “What condition?”His jaw flexed, like he was bracing for her reaction. “Give our marriage a three-month trial.”April blinked, sure she’d misheard him. “Excuse me?” He couldn’t be serious.“You heard me.” He sat up fully, the sheet falling to his waist, revealing far too much golden skin and muscle for April’s brain to compute properly. “Three months. We live as husband and wife. No lawyers, no threats, no running. We talk and work on our marriage.”April stared at him, stunned into silence. Then she laughed a sharp, bitter, and humorless laugh. “You’re insane.”“Maybe.” He didn’t flinch. “But I’m serious. Three months. If at the end of it you still want out, I’ll sign the papers. No argument. I’ll make it quick and painless.”She gaped at him. “You’re blackmailing me into staying married to you?