"My answer is no", I said trying to him."May I ask why?", he asked irritated."I have many reasons. I can't just do it without emotions. I can't Matt and I won't", I said with finality."Stop making up excuses Meredith you don't want me. Put it out there plain and simple", he said with a shrug."I'm not making excuses. I can't sleep with a person who hates my guts", I said."I don't hate you", he said. I could sense some honesty in him."I think we should end this conversation here and now", I said rising from my chair."This conversation is far from over", he said surprising me."Why?", I asked him suspiciously."Because I'm a good businessman and a good negotiator", he said with a mischievous smile."You are forgetting I'm one too", he said."I know", he said still not backing off."Goodbye Matt. I'm going to leave now", I said to him.I quickly went away from him. He was like this huge wave. He pushes you inside before you can act.When I reached my office my confidence was furthe
"First of all, I'm sorry that my business is getting affected by my personal life. However, I have no control over what the paparazzi and media write about me. I haven't cheated on Matt with Parker and Matt knows this. This is very painful for me, to give pieces of information about my private life. This will be the last time I will be doing this", I said with confidence."It is only fair", said Carlos."Now that we have dealt with that let us move on to the important business", I said with a sigh.The meeting switched to our profitability ratios and I further scrapped many projects despite the protest from the board. I had to do it before they engulf the profits from the other projects."I want new project proposals from all the board members. We should initiate these things rather than letting others do it for us and then reject it", I said."But we are board members", said David with annoyance."But that doesn't make us above all. We are still the employees of our company", said C
"Are you not even remotely worried about how this is going to end up in the media?", I asked him."If I have to worry about that I will simply fire my existing PR team and get a new one", he said without care."I don't have expensive PR like you do. I worry about what they write about me. I may have to explain to my board", I said."Don't worry about that my team will cover for you", he said getting inside the car."You could have just not hit him back you know", I said."My dick is still attached to me so there is no possibility of that Babe", he said with a smirk."What about the cops? He could file a complaint or legal suit", I said."That fucker just stole from me. Do you think he has the guts to go to the cops?", he scoffed."You are forgetting it was me who helped him with the stealing", I said."Who says I forgot?", he asked with a shake of head."So punish me too. Hit me like you did with Parker", I challenged him."I didn't hit him because he stole from me", said Matt."Then
Yes, we have a PR nightmare in our lives. Do we give a fuck about it no! We were speeding away in his sports car to home. We had fun in the pub now it is time for more. We can't do it in the public eye. We need privacy for our burning passion for each other and being away from one another for years has only been fuelling our desire. We will cure it by feeling each other once again. How poetic it will sound just like the last line of a novel. They lived happily ever after. I would like to make a small correction. They made Love to each other. I can't say forever that is the thing about our relationship. We have an expiration date that is three months.He squeezed my hands while driving. He only has a driver for the office otherwise he drives everywhere. He is a guy who enjoys small things in life. That is what I loved about him. The love that remains in bits and pieces. But I stopped cursing myself for harbouring feelings for him. I made peace with the fact that I would never be able t
When I searched for him in his room I found him removing his clothes and getting ready for bed. I came in his fingers a while ago but suddenly I was feeling very shy."Matt", I called him softly. I saw him thoroughly ignoring me and kept on undressing. I turned around because I was a little conscious. After all, we lost the intimacy and connection we had a while ago. Now I feel so lost standing near him his ignoring me was hurting me a little."Done talking with your lover ?", he asked me. I flinched at his words. They were aimed at hurting me. I turned back slowly and found his chiselled body well displayed. He still wore his underwear. I felt nervous standing there fully clothed since our moment had gone. He stood there unabashed at his near nakedness. If I were in his place I would have run for cover but he wasn't ashamed of his body. Frankly, he doesn't have to there was a hint of scars from his short stint with his foster families. He never talked about that despite trying many
My mouth formed an o when he withdrew his fingers. I peered at him frustrated. He was staring at me with a small smile playing on his lips."I didn't come", I said with a flush."I know", he said with a smirk.I knew he was teasing. My face colour of tomato from blushing and flushing in anticipation of orgasm."You are beautiful", he said kissing my neck. I throw my head back. God! He was too good. He just knew how he should make a woman hot and bothered. His mouth travelled down again with quick kisses and nips on my body. My nipples begging for his touch. But he seems to be not in a hurry while dragging his mouth down on my body lighting it with fire on the way. By the time he stopped at my pussy I nearly came.He slowed down each time when he thought that I was going to come. This was his torture and I realised that he wanted to teach me a lesson. I never bothered because this is the best way he can make me listen to him and he is making excellent use of the opportunity. His hot br
I woke up deliciously aching everywhere. I unconsciously searched for Matt and found the space empty. I opened my eyes why was I dreaming again like a silly schoolgirl? Matt and I would never have a normal relationship whatever little bit we have will be lost after he divorces me. Three months is the lifespan of this so it wouldn't matter how close we are. I breathed heavily and got up. I walked determined to ignore my feelings for Matt. I got changed and went to the breakfast. I found my husband there however the newspaper paper lay untouched beside him. I saw Mrs Morgan trying to engage in a conversation with him but her questions were going unanswered."Good morning", I said with a relatively bright smile. He lifted his eyes and gave me a look that screamed lust. I couldn't help but blush at him. He leaned back as though he was relaxed now. Whatever dark thoughts he had were gone from his mind for now."How are you babe?", he asked with smoldering eyes."Good", I said. He raised his
I wasn't walking but flying. Love surely does give you wings. I decided to forget the fact that he didn't sleep with me last night. I know it was his way of making sure the relationship exists to the extent of bed and not beyond it. I could hardly blame him for trying to put a distance between us. We were flames consuming and burning for each other. I saw a call from my father he hadn't contacted me for a long time. I wondered if he may want to ask for an explanation for what happened. I can't blame him for that."What the fuck are you doing Meredith?", he barked."Hello to you Father", I said."You are destroying our company. I could fire you over allowing this drama to take place. Why do you want to create such situations where they are fighting for you?", he said."I don't have any choice what men are doing in their life. I can't stop them if they want to make bad choices. I'm hardly their babysitter. They are adult men", I said patiently."You could have simply avoided it from hap
"What did my father ask?", I started my interrogation straight away."He wanted money obviously and I wasn't going to give him", he said gritting his teeth."So the argument happened", I asked."Yes. Even if I gave him money I knew that he wouldn't leave us alone. He would come after us. He was greedy for money and there was so stopping it", he said."You didn't have to worry. I would have never allowed him to drain your money", I said."I wasn't worried about money. I was afraid he would destroy my family", he said."You wanted to kill him?", I asked him."Yes I did. But I knew doing that would permanently make you hate me. So I dropped that thought", he said."Tell me something that you missed that day?", I asked him."Wait there is something", he said."What?", I asked him."I saw Lisa on my way out", he said."What?", I asked shocked."Yes", he said."When was it?", I asked him."I guess she watched us fighting. She was sitting on a chair not that far away", she said."Why you did
When I finally was able to pull myself together I stood up. It wasn't an easy thing for a woman to do. Leaving a marriage is one of the toughest thing for a woman to do. Even if he was abusive it takes a lot of strength for us to actually get out of the relationship. Some will return and finally after a multitude of forgiveness and resentment we will be finally be ready to shed that part of our life and then slowly we will move on. I was finally able to break this circle of disappointment and crushed hopes.When I opened the door I couldn't see him. I was glad that he had given upon trying to stop me. I didn't want to fight with him on my way out. I want to leave with a good memory. I should have known that our relationship will be doomed. I tried to save it. I have to admit I did a pretty good job of helping him. Only if he was a little more interested in living with me like I was. But I have already forgiven him and myself for desperation. That is what we had not love but the need
"I thought we would", I said to him. I was still breathless from our coupling. He watched me with a hidden smile. I knew he would happily wait for me even if it is a century. I would do the same for him too. I was too tired maybe it was the anticipation of the date that drained me. He stood up and went outside while I was admiring the view. It killed me to watch the beautiful skin marred by a few scars thanks to the run ins he had with the bounty hunters. I was thankful too for his fast thinking and reflexes without which he wouldn't have survived. I pursed my lips at my own brain. Why can't I stop worrying and be happy for a second. We have come far and further only to be derailed by our own minds.I opened my arms to him. He had gone and fixed the fire braving the wind and cold so I could remain warm. It was more than enough to make me horny. His thoughtful gestures are the one that make me want to jump his bones and this time wasn't any different.He put his lips on me. Our kisses
I'm a great planner but no amount of planning had prepared me for this date night. So I'm still wearing my. Comfort clothes and waiting for my husband. He had secretly escaped. I have no idea where he was. He asked to get ready and wait for him. That is what I was doing. It wasn't an easy part. But now I was very much relaxed. He is around somewhere."Sorry for making you wait", he said handing me these wild flowers that I had planted in the garden a long time ago. A lady comes here sometimes to water them. But I have asked her not to come anymore because I planned to make my husband stay here undetected for a long time."Lucky to find those because most of them are withered", he said."I have give a paid vacation for the lady who used to water them", I said with a sigh."That is a wise decision", he said to me."She has no one. Her fiance left her a week before the wedding. She certainly deserves it", I said to him.."How do you know so many things about her?", he asked curiously."T
"I think we need a break", said Matt rising from the chair."We just only started", I said or did protesting."No we have been going at it for a week", said Matt."Yet we don't have any clue", I said."That is exactly why we should take a break", he said."You hate talking", I told him."I don't hate talking but you want to talk about the murder nothing else", he said."What else you want me to talk about?", I asked him."US. Our daughter. Our future", he said."We will have no future if you don't get cleared out in the court", I said to him."I know but there is still a lot of issues other than that. We need to sort this out. If I get caught and thrown back there I may never get to earn your forgiveness", he said."You have done nothing to ask forgiveness", I said."That is a big lie. I know we have many problems and the way I treated you. Plus the things I have hidden from you have taken a toll on us. I know you haven't acknowledged that I'm really here. Somewhere deep down you stil
"I'm sorry there is nothing to eat in here except biscuits", I said to him."I'm very content to live in here. I don't need anything the freedom itself is going to help me thrive", he said.He looked around. He saw a couple of photographs with me and my grandmother. I was this chubby baby but my grandmother was holding me. I was four or five.I do miss her. She was a mother figure and a great help for me. She is even helping me now by giving me a place to hide on the run."You are in this trouble because of me. By now I'm sure that Salvatore might have spilled his guts about your involvement", he said to me."I know. But I'm happy that I wasn't trapped with him",I said shuddering.."He had raped countless woman and had even assaulted a woman who dared to fight him back", he said."I'm glad I didn't end up as one myself", I said to him."He wouldn't be alive if he had touched you", he said under his breath. I was sure that he didn't want to say it out alloud."What did you do here?", h
"But you are with me now", I told him suppressing a smile."Yes. I was supposed to run alone and leave you at home. But now we are here together because of you", he said to me."Are you sad that you are here with me?", I asked him."I'm not sad. How can I be sad? The only thing I wanted in those lonely days was you. Now you are with me. I don't care about the consequences. But I know that there will be hell to pay for this", he said closing his eyes."Where are you going?", he asked me."I have thought to take you to one of my holiday spots", I murmured distracted. Having a close call with death had certainly rehashed my sense."Are you alright?", he asked me tenderlyI tightened my lips. Was I alright? I didn't know. The marks of his fingerprints might fade over time. But the trauma of being held at gunpoint will stay with me for the rest of my life."I'm good", I said carelessly. His fingers gently touched my forearms. My sleeve was torn and he could easily see the bruises on me. I
I wanted to help my husband however I ended up doing the exact opposite. But I have trust in one thing that is Salvatore won't say anything that goes against his interest. He wants to escape here outing one's plan means his ability to get out of here as well. So I was sure that he won't tell anyone. But that doesn't stop him from doing something that is going to damage our plans. I have to be really cautious. I had already given up the uniform that was meant for Matt. I was sure that he is going to escape from here using this. But what about Matt? How can he go when the only door before us is closed. I instantly regretted my decision of taking this enormous responsibility. If only I didn't choose to come here. I was instantly recognised by Salvatore. That is the sole reason for our plan to doom.I watched Salvatore closely he was looking tense. His eyes wary even though he was sharing a joke with another mean looking guy. I knew his secret. He was going to get out and he didn't want t
This was a game. A very dangerous one. But I have no choice other than to play this. I'm afraid that this is going to be our last chance to be together. We have to fight every odds to survive. This might even endanger our lives. But we have to somehow battle everything and everyone who is going to stand between us and freedom. I don't dare explain this to Matt. I knew he won't understand my words. He will probably end up being too annoyed to try this out. He might choose to stay and wait. He wouldn't do anything that is going to put me in danger."We have to take him with us as well", I said to him."Don't. You don't know what he had done. He will hurt you pretty bad if he ever got a chance", he said to me."We have to help him or he is going to tell on us", I reminded him."I don't think it is that bad compared to the possibility of taking him with us", he said to me."Why is he so dangerous? How could he hurt me while you are with me?", I asked him."This question itself proves how