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
Alejandro. I completely remained frozen on my spot, I have been in this line of work enough to know when there’s a threat you act like you feel threatened and not try to show how gloriously good you are at fighting. That’s stupidity. “Who are you?” The man behind all my misery in life asked again.
Alejandro. It felt like a huge deal leaving Ellie tonight but I had to go back to my daily life. Those few hours of sleeping beside her, enjoying her warmth and her scent felt like ages ago as I climbed into my car. I already missed her as it is. I pressed the call button on my phone and it rang
Arabella. Thankfully I was able to prepare dinner even when the cute little adorable pets wouldn’t tv stop rubbing their fur on my legs. I was tempted to stop cooking and pick them up, but I was hungry and I’m sure Alejandro is as well. “Alright, time to eat,” I called out as I carried the tray of
Arabella. By the time I woke up, it was already dark and I was feeling a bit better though I was still sore down there. True to what Alejandro said he was beside me when I woke up. I smiled and slowly ran my hand through his silky and soft hair, I’m weird I know but that didn’t stop me from sniffi
Arabella. Alejandro was a beast in bed. The man didn’t stop fucking me until I have given him what he wanted, he made me come again and again until I lost count—though I enjoyed every bit of it. I never thought I could come that much, I fell asleep for a while after our hot sex and woke up an hou
Arabella. He brought his head up and stared at me with a smile on his lips. With his eyes locked with mine, he licked his lips and said. “This is one of the many orgasms you are having today.” He said, gosh I don’t think anything would ever get me this hotter but this man, anything he does was com
Arabella. I beat myself up after sending those pictures. The only thing in my head was ‘Why?’. Why on earth did I send those private pictures of me to a man who has been avoiding me for a week? And when I did send it I didn’t expect to see him at my doorsteps a few minutes later. I was surprised
Alejandro. “How’s it?” “Still the same, but I will get to it soon.” Louis replied. I let out a tired sigh and rubbed my face, searching for those fuckers that almost destroyed my life years hasn’t been easy as I’d thought. It has been a week now and I haven’t gotten any leads apart from a stupid
Arabella. It has been a week of not seeing Alejandro, a week of always checking my phone constantly if he’d left a missed call or a text. A week of always checking outside of my cafe to see if he was lurking outside. A week of missing the hell out of him, a week of doing nothing but watching that