Aron POV Oh god, this woman is insane. Has she lost her mind? How could she ask me to pay for her housework, which I didn't even ask her to do? Why did she take Jerry's words so seriously? I'm at a loss for how to respond to her foolish behavior. I wanted to yell at her for her ridiculous price list, but when I noticed her pout, my anger dissipated, and I couldn't help but smile.She needs ten bucks to do laundry. She demanded $15 for cooking food. Seven bucks for house cleaning. In exchange for Jerry's courteous service, she asked for $2. This woman never left a single opportunity to make me wonder about her. I have never come across a pricing list as humorous as this one for housemaid services."So you won't pay me, Aron?" She sobbed again upon seeing me. Oh god, why is she so desperate to earn money by doing housework when I already asked her to join me in my office as an assistant? Did she not want to work with me? I looked at her face to get an idea about what was going on in h
Sara POV Oh god, why is my head bursting with pain? I felt a sharp headache as I attempted to open my eyes. What did I do the night before to make my head hurt so much? I remembered what had happened last night. Oh shit, what did I do last night? How could I act like this in front of him? Now, what will he think of me? I felt a heavy weight on my thighs, so I turned my gaze to look at its source. What did he do here? I gave Aron a startled glance. He was still sleeping soundly after fucking me all night. I recalled my nonsense, which I was babbling to him while he was fucking me. I hope he will forget about last night's nonsense. I closed my eyes tightly as I noticed him waking up. I wanted to turn away from him, but to do so, I had to open my eyes and confront him. "Sara, good morning." He gave me a forehead kiss. His sultry voice is enough to make butterflies in my tummy dance, and his forehead kiss made me feel even more shivers. I opened my eyes and pretended as if nothing h
Aron POV "Why are you crying, Sara?" I wanted to burst into laughter upon seeing her terrified expression. I never would have guessed that whisky would make her act like this. She babbled about the pricing list the entire night. Seeing her in the whisky affect my Junior got even harder, and I ended up fucking her for the whole night. I was eagerly looking forward to the morning. I was eager to witness her blush as she realized the foolishness of her actions from the previous night. I teased her even more when she tried to pretend that she didn't remember anything that happened last night. I wanted to see what she thought of me, so I lied to her and told her that she had declared her love for me. But knowing that she merely saw me as a friend and didn't feel anything special for me broke my heart. Why does she not love me the way I love her? I wish I could force her to love me, but unfortunately, love is not something I can obtain by force. "I assure you, Aron—I never lied to you
Sara POV "Why do you stand there like a statue, girl?" Jerry's irritating voice pierced my ear. "Yes, madam. Do you need anything?" I questioned her, bowing my head. "Please come into my room to massage my body." She gave me a fierce glance before going into the room. Even though I was having trouble standing, I managed my weight and stood up straight. Why was he so terrified of his sugar mommy? Why didn't he tell her that I was taking today off from housekeeping tasks when he had already permitted me to do so? He didn't even give me a goodbye kiss; instead, he hugged her and headed for his office. It's not his fault; it's my fault that I easily agreed to follow his orders. Why did he ask me to give Jerry a massage when he knew that I had a problem with her? Despite my desire to tell him no, I relented to his pressure and gave his sugar mommy a massage. Even though I know he has no affection for me, I still get the impression that he does whenever I stare into his eyes. However
Aron POV "Your clients are waiting for you, Mr. Finge." Selena requested that I see my customer first as soon as I arrived at my office. I ran inside the conference room to attend the meeting because it was now too late for me to meet them. Sara's thoughts are always on the back of my mind at meeting time. Although I am focused on my work, she is still in the corner of my mind. I am thinking only about Sara. I hope her feet don't hurt now. When I left the house without saying goodbye to her, I felt guilty because of the way her whiny eyes gazed at me. Jerry always tried to control my life, but since I love Sara, I had every right to kiss her forehead. Without kissing her forehead and saying goodbye, I felt incomplete. I paid close attention during the meeting, but I didn't feel content on the inside. I want to talk to Sara. Her chirping voice is something I miss. "Mr. Finge, your next meeting is about to start." Selena proposed a new meeting invitation just as I was wrapping up th
Sara POV "Sara, which institute did you learn massage therapy from?" She was enjoying my massage. It amazes me that a simple massage can transform her into an adorable aunt. She's speaking to me so tenderly right now. Hearing her lovely voice made me feel a little guilty about what I had done to her only a few minutes before in an attempt to teach her a valuable lesson. However, since I have already massaged oil all over her body, there is little I can do to assist her at this point. "Would you like some coffee, madam?" I tried to disregard her questions about my education because I didn't want to lie to her any longer about my massage therapy degree. "Sara, please don't put too much pressure on your injured feet. I'll make us some coffee.""What?" When I heard her, my jaw fell open. How did she become so kind to me? Is this all a result of my clit-rubbing? I questioned myself. "Allow me to assist you." I assisted her in getting out of bed, as she was struggling to do so due to
Aron POV "Why did you come back so early today, Aron?" They both gave me shocked looks. "Forget about me; tell me what you two were doing." I felt disgusted at seeing their closeness. How could they develop a romantic relationship in my house? If I arrived here late, they would kiss each other. "Sara made some coffee for me." With a furious expression in my eyes, I told her to go into the kitchen so that I could keep her away from Jerry. "She couldn't walk properly due to injuries to her feet, Aron. How could you be so cruel?" Jerry expressed worry for Sara. In a single day, how could their hatred for one another turn into love? "Jerry, please don't give her liberty; it is her job to do the house chores." I know I was doing wrong by sending her into the kitchen, but what else can I do? She didn't leave any option for me by befriending Jerry. "Why are you standing here? Don't you listen to me?" I gave her an enraged look. "Okay, sir." She lowered her head and gave me a grumpy
Sara POV "Aron, leave me. You are hurting me." Even though I tried to break his grip on my hand, I couldn't move an inch. "What were you doing with her?" His eyes turned red because of anger. I just followed his instructions; therefore, I have no idea why he is angry. He should be pleased that his girlfriend is enjoying my body massage, but instead of displaying any signs of happiness, he is expressing his anger. Did he simply want Jerry to make fun of me? Is it the reason he disapproved of my friendship with Jerry? "Sara, don't bother her; I don't like what you did with her." He heard Jerry's footsteps and released his hold on my arms. Did he know that I mixed her massage oil with itching powder? Perhaps that's why he became so upset with me. "I am sorry; please don't tell her the truth. I will not repeat my mistake." I was scared of the notion of knowing the truth. If she finds out the truth, she'll kick me out of this house. "Good girl. Please return to your room and refrai
Aron POV "Jerry?" I gave her a confused look. "Yes, she is Jerry's reincarnation." She nodded when she saw me. I agreed to give my daughter the name Jerry. I never thought hearing her pregnancy news would fill her with excitement. I thanked God for bringing her life to a normal pace since I couldn't afford to lose her. While we all mourned Jerry's passing, Jerry’s loss deeply affected her. My parents were overjoyed to see their little angel. I am grateful that Sara chose not to abort this child and instead allowed all of us to embrace this beautiful little angel. I have never experienced such a wonderful feeling before. I used to touch women to sate my hunger, but once I embraced my daughter, I realized that women are far more valuable to men than lust. Becoming a father filled me with a sense of responsibility, dedication, and respect for Sara even more. Even a month after my wife's delivery, I took care of her everyday requirements and restrained my need to touch her delicate
Sara POV "What have you just said?" I gave him a startled look. "Sara, I am sorry; please don't be angry. I'm not sure how or when, but trust me—it's not a mistake on my part." He nervously twiddles his fingers. "Tell me what you just said, Aaron." I asked him to repeat it. "You're expecting a child, Sara." He showed me the test results. "Is it true?" I raised my brow at him. "Yes." He gave a nod. "Thank you, God; I knew it; you can not stay away from me for a long time. She is coming, Aaron, just like she promised us before she passed away." I hugged him happily. He was surprised by my response when he learned I was pregnant. The void she left in my life was gnawing at me, so I pleaded to God day and night to get Jerry back. She took my death, so I drowned in guilt every day. Since her passing, I've spent the past few months locked up in my room, feeling completely cut off from everything. I spent my hours looking at the oak trees. I was amazed at this tree's rapid growth in
Aron POV "Jerry, open your eyes." After hitting Uncle Joe with a stone until he stopped breathing, I went back to Jerry. Uncle Joe stabbed a sharp piece of wood through her breast. She was struggling to breathe with her eyes closed. Jerry's blood stains Sara's white towel. Uncle Joe's blood is everywhere on my face. "You did a great job killing this monster, Aron." She was having trouble breathing. "Jerry, you will be all right." Sara looked at her with tear-filled eyes. "We've got to take her to the doctor." Sara asked me to take Jerry to the hospital. "You are right."Jerry asked me to stay here with her, holding my hand as I attempted to get up to go to the hospital. "Aaron, don't waste time. I have very little time, and I want to spend my last time with you." She attempted to communicate through her heavy breathing. "Sara, please sit here with me." She looked at Sara with tear-filled eyes. "I am sorry, Sara; please forgive me. You've had to endure all of this because of m
Sara POV His repulsive touch makes me sick to my stomach. I can't get out of here, even though I want to shove him away. I closed my eyes to surrender in front of my fate. He kissed me so hard that my lips swelled. My tears stopped flowing from my eyes. My body went numb, and I no longer felt the sensation of his hand moving. He forced me to lick his finger before inserting it into my vagina. He took hold of my hair and made me open my mouth. I opened my eyes and looked at his face. "Doll, don't glare at me; lick my finger." His eyes stared at my face with lust. My heart is filled with anger for him. I needed to open my mouth to lick his finger as he pulled my hair so tightly. He was moving his finger in and out of my mouth. I used all my effort to bite him, pressing his finger under my teeth. "You witch… I can't believe you bit my finger." He slapped me in the face. His strong slap on my face left my ear numb. "I thought to play with your body a little bit before fucking you, bu
Aron POV "Where are you, Sara?" I searched the entire house, but I could not locate her. I noticed the kitchenware scattered over the floor when I tried to prepare her for some herbal tea to help with her fever. I completely forgot to close the windows before rushing out the door to fetch the ingredients for the herbal tea. If I knew there would be a severe storm today, I would have taken extra precautions to lock all the windows. After making herbal tea, I walked into her room to wake her but was surprised to find her not in bed. "Where could she go now?" I looked all over the terrace, the garden, and the restroom for her, but I couldn't find her. Where can she go when she's so feeble, especially during such inclement weather? Now I'm concerned about her. Suddenly, my heart feels so heavy. I feel like something bad will happen. I heard a knocking sound on the door, so I ran towards the hall in hopes of finding Sara there, but I was surprised to see Jerry standing in front of me.
Sara POV "Aaron, I need water." My throat dried up, and my lips trembled for water. I tried to open my eyes, but thick stones covered my eyelids. My entire body hurts. All of my bones feel broken. My head is really heavy. I feel as though someone has placed my body on a frozen surface. My body feels so cold. "I need water."When I didn't hear a sound, I tried to move my hand to get the water mug from my side table. I didn't find a water mug on the side table, so I hardly opened my eyes. "Where are you, Aaron?" I tried to shout to call him here, but because of my weak body, my voice felt like a whisper to me. I had to get out of bed and head to the kitchen because I was so thirsty. I gathered all my remaining strength and went to the kitchen. I feel a strange suffocation today. Besides the pain, I have a terrible feeling that something awful is about to happen. Icy wind and dark clouds covered the environment. I filled the glass with water so I could sip. Why did Aron open all the
Aron POV What happened to her? I had never seen her so terrified before. She only got so scared when she had panic attacks, remembering her uncle Joe, so why was she afraid so suddenly today? She keeps saying that someone on this island is always watching us and following us around. Why is she feeling that way? Did she have some kind of mental illness? I don't think she has any problems. Her mind seems to be in good health. Then why is she making jokes about Uncle Joe's passing with me? I saw that man just one month ago, and he seems healthy and fine. When he saw me outside Sara's house, why did he flee? Before I could inform her about the incident, she made fun of me and said that she had killed Uncle Joe. Aron, please come inside the house. What are you doing there? Her voice interrupted my internal conversation. I took the dried, red-painted wooden piece and considered using it to further tease her. When I touched the wood, it held my fingerprints. How on earth is it possible t
Sara POV "W..who..which men are you talking about?" My tongue stammered when I questioned him. "I recognized a man from your old album. I mistakenly believed it to be your Uncle Joe because he was standing directly behind you while you were cutting the cake." He stared directly into my face. Should I tell him the truth now? I am afraid of what he will think of me after knowing the truth. "Sara, why are you quiet?" His voice burst my mental bubble. "Ye..yes." I nodded my head. "What will you do, Aron, if you discover that I killed someone?" I glared fearfully at him. "Sara, what kind of joke is this?" He burst out laughing. "How could you murder a man when you can't even kill a mosquito?" He laughed so hard that he wiped away his tears. "But I did kill Uncle Joe by accident." I tell him the truth. "I did assassinate Queen Victoria, too." He laughed at me. Now, how should I make him believe in me? He didn't take my word seriously. If I told him that I saw Uncle Joe's ghost ev
Aron POV "Aron, please check your phone network." She asked me to check my phone. "Oh yes, I completely forgot about that." I retrieved my phone from my bag and checked the phone network. "Now it functions." "Please call Jerry and ask her to send some clothes for me." She asked me to call Jerry's phone number. "However, it is now three in the morning." I looked at her with raised eyebrows. "So what? We are in such a remote area with no phone network, so it's better to tell her now before the phone network disappears." She gestured for me to press the dial button. "OK, my dear wife." I dialed Jerry's number on her behalf. "What do you want? How could you call me at such an early hour? Where is your wife?" After calling, she became irate with me for interfering with her sleep. "I apologize, Jerry. Sara asked you to send her some clothes because she was having problems with the bikinis you had selected." Her tone of anger made me laugh. "You called me at such an early hour just