Arabella. I carried my tired and battered body out of the grocery shop to my car, the bag of foodstuff in my hands didn’t do well to help me. It added more burden than relief to me. I let out another sigh as I placed the three bags in one hand and then tried to open my car door with the other. It
Arabella. I found myself making the croissants and vegetable salad just as they requested, I couldn’t disagree more not after Ashton threatened me with cutting the funds. Ashton decided to also eat from the croissant. I mixed the dough and rolled it as I stared at the wall clock. It was almost eig
Arabella. Morning came too quickly and although I still needed much sleep I carried my tired self to the kitchen. I prepared breakfast for them, didn’t care to ask what they wanted to eat, and microwaved the croissants; that’s if they wanted any. I did all of this before any of them would wake up,
Arabella. I got to the cafe before seven thirty and without even bothering to clean up I went straight to the back store to start preparing the customer's order. I was done a couple of hours later and my heart felt full that morning knowing I brought a smile to my customer's face. They liked it
Arabella. “Miss,” The lady glanced up at me with obvious worry in her eyes. “Is the dress too tight?” I quickly removed my hand from my abdomen and offered an apologetic smile. The last thing I want to do is ruin this and whatever Ashton has planned for us. I’m supposed to be happy and not killin
Arabella. Throughout the whole day, I was thinking Ashton was perhaps taking me somewhere romantic to have a nice date with me. I was thinking that he wanted to reconcile with me and get our relationship right back on track but who would have thought that none of those things were what he was plan
Arabella. The whole world slowed down around me as my eyes connected with those green piercing eyes again after what…..has it been ten years now or more? I can never forget the face of the man who I was so in love with back in high school, the man who I thought was the one for me. I couldn’t b
Arabella. I’ve felt this before. This heart-racing, breath-stopping body-numbing sensation. The moment when your whole world has been ripped away from you and you’re suddenly falling, knowing there’s nothing at the bottom to catch you. Save you. Feeling like the whole breath inside you has been kno
Arabella. I was ready. My mind was made up and I was following Alejandro to the party tonight. My hand subconsciously touched the necklace on my neck. I have been doing that a lot tonight, I was nervous and also happy at the same time; nervous about going to this party with Alejandro and happy ab
I froze. He impregnated Ellie’s friend, does Ellie know? I’m sure she doesn’t because she wouldn’t be speaking with me if she knew my buddy fucked her best friend and not only that made her pregnant. “Does Ellie know about this?” I asked. That was the most important question on my mind right now.
Alejandro. I shook hands with Igor and his associates as they left my office. As much as I enjoyed doing business with them, I couldn’t wait to leave this damn country. I don’t mean to sound like I hate the country; no I don’t, I just have everything around me here except the most important one. M
Just then my phone dinged, I quickly brought it out and saw a text from him. Just as I thought, he was the one who sent it. “So, are you going to open it and see what’s inside or stare at it all day?” She asked and I rolled my eyes. Without sending a reply I placed my phone by my side and opened
Arabella. For what’s it worth I could not stop watching that damn video Alejandro sent to me, though at a point it was embarrassing but there is nothing like reliving the moment you had your first big orgasm after years of having years. I became addicted to it and I feared I wouldn’t be able to
Arabella. I couldn’t stop staring at the man standing in front of me, I am this close—my thumb and forefinger together but with little space—to lose it and call the freaking cops on him. I was ready to file for a restraining order, I mean his stalking has become too much and I hate it. I hated see
Ashton. One last flitting check in the mirror and I know I was ready for the day. A big bright smile crept up my lips. I was happy today and I have no idea, well maybe I do—the picture of a certain beauty popped up in my head. She’s the reason and I feel excited to see her already. My plan on gett
“You have this look on your face and I do not need to guess who you are thinking about right now,” I heard her voice before she appeared. “Well nice to see you too Aggie,” I said sarcastically. “Tell me, what did he do this time that got you in deep thought?” She asked, leaning against the counter
Arabella. I quickly took my hand from Alejandro as our gaze met. He looked at me and then behind me before facing the table he was serving. Alejandro scoffed behind me, causing me to look at him. “I should get going,” he leaned down and pecked my cheek and forehead. “See you next week.” His gaze