Aron POV What's wrong with me? Every time I met her gaze, I felt compelled to kiss her forehead. When I'm around her, I always feel like someone else instead of Aaron Finge. I'd never talked so easily with someone before, but I felt at ease and became a chatterbox around her. Husband? How could I possibly ask her to introduce me as her spouse to her mother? I don't believe that marriage and all its associated complexities are real. I'm not even sure what love is. Every relationship is exclusively based on benefits, in my opinion. Men marry because they desire a lady they can own, and women marry because they need their husbands to provide for their families and finances. They broke up with one another when they could no longer meet each other's needs. I don't understand. What's the point of getting married then? But hold on, why did I marry Sara? My subconscious questioned me. I married her only to satisfy my lust. I'm not interested in starting a family with her. I made my poi
Sara POV "He's my boss, Mama. Do you recall our last meeting where I told you about my job?" I asked her to force her memory to recall what I said. "Oh yes, I remember you telling me that you got a job in a very big company, where your boss is very good and takes care of all your needs." I felt a sense of relief when she confirmed my story. My mother is a heart patient, so I don't want to make her stressed about anything. "So you're her boss, then?" She motioned for him to take a seat on the stool beside her. "This is for you, Aunty.""Thank you." He gave her the bouquet he had picked out just for her. "Oh, orchid flowers." She smiled as soon as she caught a whiff of the bouquet's aroma. "Aunty, do you like it?" He never spoke to anyone so courteously, in my opinion. His tone sounds extra sweet when he is talking to my mom. "Yes, orchid flowers are my favorites. Sara, do you recall how your father used to always surprise me with flowers on our anniversary?" Her nose found the
Aron POV "Sara, what are you doing here?" I started searching for her in other areas of the hospital after failing to locate her near the restroom. Her presence near the mortuary room caught me off guard. What's she doing with this doctor? I gave her a suspicious glance. "I was simply inquiring about my mother's condition." Despite her best efforts to appear composed, her restless fingers reveal that she is quite anxious about something. "Let's go; Mom will be waiting for us." She took hold of my hand and dragged me toward the hospital hallway. "Are you attempting to hide something from me, Sara?" As I attempted to decipher her thoughts, I studied her face. I found her behavior very strange. "No, why did you feel this?" She tried to deceive me again with her fake smile, but her eyes told me that she was hiding something from me. "Mr. Finge, it's enjoyable to talk to you." A kind grin spread across her mother's face as she glanced at me. "The same is true here, Aunty; I enjoy s
Sara POV "Please bring me a butter scotch." When I saw the ice cream parlor in front of me, I lost all self-control. After giving me a perplexed look, he stepped out of the car and placed the order. "Here is your ice cream." He held the cone of ice cream in front of me. I started eating my ice cream with excitement as soon as I unwrapped the cone. I was so vigorously licking my ice cream that I forgot all about him. I feel a quick, hot wave coming across my face, reminding me of his unwavering gaze. Why is he staring at me? To find out why he was staring at my breast, I glanced down at my attire. I couldn't understand why he was staring at me, as I didn't perceive any issues with my attire. My eyes landed on the cone of ice cream I was holding. Oh, I see now why he was focusing on me. To cover up my embarrassment, I quickly averted my eyes from his. I fully understood his thoughts when he saw me licking the ice cream cone. My sensation shifted from tasting ice cream to licki
Aron POV "Good morning," I rubbed my eyes and saw her beautiful face first thing in the morning. She opened her eyes and gave me a perplexed look. In her cozy company, I felt at ease. My lust forced me to feel her tightness again after seeing her so close to my body. I hovered above her, softly kissing her delicate neck. My dick hardened, ready to pierce her tight hole. I opened her legs wide and tucked her toes into mine. When she saw me looming over her like a ravenous wolf, she gasped. I tried my hardest to restrain my lust last night, but I was unable to stop feeling her tight walls now. As I pulled her pajamas off, I squeezed her hand into mine. Instead of shoving me away as I had expected, she just stared directly into my eyes. What's she looking for in my eyes? My junior became agitated as soon as she started licking the ice cream yesterday. I desired for her to lick my genitalia with the same enthusiasm with which she was licking her ice cream cone. However, I don't want
Sara POV "We are interested in buying your book for ten thousand dollars." The notification tone on my phone woke me up. Thank you, God. If they had refused my request, I dont know from where i could arrange such a large sum of money. However, why did they consent to give me such a high payment for my book? Perhaps my book was performing well on their platform, generating a substantial profit for them. My instinct told me not to give this decision any further thought. I am glad that I can help Neil now. "Sara, did you arrange the money?" I got Neil's text on my phone. "Don't worry, Neil; I will send you money soon." I replied to him and sat back on the bed, supporting the pillow behind my back. I grinned as I thought back to how he had soothed my stomach. Even while he was massaging my belly, I didn't see a hint of desire in his eyes. I was afraid that he would make me have sex with him during my period, but I'm relieved that he recognizes my suffering and allows me to relax. W
Aron POV "We sent her book in your mail, Mr. Finge." On my phone, I received publisher texts. I looked through my mail right away and saw the manuscript I had been waiting for. I've finally learned Uncle Joe's secret. I started to read the first chapter, and my mouth fell open. How could he do this to her? Even though I had never met him in person, I hated him right away. When he attempted to sate his lust with her body, she was just 7 years old. I now understand what the mark on her thigh is. Although I always assumed she had a joyful upbringing, she shared my childhood struggles. I'm curious to learn about her traumatic past, as I never noticed any sadness on her face. I am glad that her parents reached his house on time; otherwise, he would have stolen her virginity before me. I'm not sure why, but knowing her secret made me feel like a sword was piercing my chest. When she tried to tell her mother about Uncle Joe, how could she not listen? How could her father scold her when s
Sara POV "How are you feeling now?" I opened my eyes, and I saw him staring at my face, an unknown emotion filling his eyes. Why is he staring at my face? "I'm all right now." I smiled at the sight of him sleeping next to me. I had assumed that he would spend his night with Rosy, but I am relieved that he chose to stay with me during my periods. How did he manage to restrain his lust? I never thought he had such self-control over himself. I feel lighter after helping Neil. He has always been there for me when I needed financial support. Now, I help him with money. "What would you do, Sara, if you found out someone's biggest secret?" He met my gaze directly. Why is he asking me such a heavy question this morning? "I'll show them my sympathy and try to change their mood with my actions." I sent him a pitying glance. "sympathy?" He gave me a perplexed expression. Oh, how could I forget that he just knows passion and is ignorant of other emotions? "Sympathy is the emotional stat
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