I kept finding myself looking over at Laura's table, trying to tune out the voice of the man next to me who was talking about things I had no interest in. I really can't wait for this party to end so I can leave. I'm not much of a party person and the only thing I'm enjoying at the moment is gazing at Laura while sipping the wine in my hand.
She is fucking beautifulMy thoughts wandered back to the moment I saw her standing gracefully in the center of the room, looking so stunning that I couldn't stop gazing at her. She adorned the dress so perfectly that I couldn't help but feel glad that I didn't heed the irritating salesgirl who attempted to coerce me into buying another dress instead.It took so much control not to grab and kiss her senselessly like I'd been doing while my hand massaged that soft hair of hers. Her lips are so addictive I couldn't hold myself from wanting to taste them every time I'm around her. Just like I want to claim the right hereHe seemed surprised by my sudden outburst, and I felt the same. His actions tonight had pushed me to my limit, and I glared up at him while my chest rose and fell with each breath.Anger replaced his shock, “Not with him"My brow furrowed and I raised my arms akimbo, ”Why? What is wrong with me spending time with him? He is my friend, the only one I have here” I said"His expression changed from remorseful to dismissive in a matter of seconds. He scoffed and said, 'I can't believe you still consider him a friend after what he did to you. Do you want me to remind you?'I replied, “Everyone deserves a second chance. You of all people should know that.”"What?”I'm aware of his discomfort. It must have been shocking for him to see me laughing with the same guy I slapped a few days ago. But that was Andre, we built a bond so surprisingly tight in the few weeks we knew each other, one I hope doesn't waver when we separate and he alrea
I wake up with a groan, wondering why my body aches and feels sore. Sore?I jerk awake, sitting upright in bed, the sudden movement straining my sore pussy. I winced which was replaced with a giddy smile as the memory of last night's passionate sex flooded my brainsI had sexI had sex with Zion and it was the best I could ask forI remember writhing, panting, and moaning beneath him, begging him to thrust harder while his sweaty form looked down at me with uncertainty but he did as he was told. Heat rose to my face at the memory and I lifted the comforter to my chin to cover my naked body, blushing heavily then it clicksI'm aloneZion isn't here with meSadness descended on me at the thought he might regret it. From what I know, he isn't the relationship type. I've never seen him with women. What if the sex woke him up and he is somewhere brooding with regretJust as I was about to get out of bed to find out w
Sitting in the plush leather seat of the private jet, with Zion next to me, I felt a sense of comfort wash over me. We had just cut short our vacation due to an urgent matter at his office, and although the abrupt change of plans was unexpected, being by his side felt right.My mind drifted back to the beginning of our vacation, our previous flight, where we had seemed like strangers forced into proximity by circumstance. But now, as I leaned my head against his shoulder, I couldn't help but smile at how much had changed since then. We still haven't talked about whatever was going on between us nor have I voiced out my love for him but action speaks more than words, right? My hope is just that it continues even as we make our way home, I don't want this little bubble of joy between us to deflateMemories of the last few days we spent in Paris flooded my mind again and I felt a warm and intense feeling spread all through my body down to my throbbing vagina
As the door swung open, I saw my mother standing there with a big smile on her face, arms wide open for a welcoming hug. I didn't hesitate and threw myself into her arms, sighing with relief at the familiar feeling of a mother's embrace. As I hugged her, I sniffed the crook of her neck and heard her do the same. It had been so long since I had spent this much time away from her, and being able to inhale her comforting scent brought tears to my eyes. The nostalgia made me reconsider my decision to move in with Zion."I miss you, sweetie," my mom said, breaking the hug and staring into my teary eyes. "I miss you too," I whispered back, sniffing and trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. I was suddenly overwhelmed by nostalgia as her own eyes became watery.Someone cleared their throat behind her and only then did I notice Anne standing behind her with her arms folded tightly across her chest, giving me a playful glare"I'm here too, you know,
My heart skipped a beat immediately as the door swung open to reveal Laura in a white short and lavender crop flay top with her hair flowing freely down her shoulders. An involuntary smile curled my lips as she muttered a hi, her cheeks flushed just as I liked it and her lips tucked beneath her lower lips. It hadn't been an hour since we departed at the airport but I could swear seeing her shyly looking at me below her eyelashes made me realize I already missed her. Sounds ridiculous even to me but I surprisingly do miss her. Although I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Nana who sent me out of her house saying it's rude I didn't drop Laura at her house and greet her mother first. Who else did I do all that for?“You can come in," Laura's soft voice jerked me out of my trance. She opened the door wider for me to enter and sidestepped a little when my full frame entered the doorway. My eyes roamed the interior of the room until they landed on four pairs of eyes.
It took a while before Nana's statement sank deeply into my brain's understanding. I blink once and twice and when it is finally absorbed, I open my mouth like a fish, glancing at the other figure in the room"What?" Zion exclaimed loudly in disbelief. His cold eyes briefly glanced at me and then back to Nana "You can't be real right?" "Do I look like I'm joking? I want you and Laura here to get married as soon as possible""You must be out of your mind then, to make up something as ridiculous as this" Zion said standing abruptly from his seat"You don't talk to me like that young man. You are going to do what I want if you don't want to watch me die of a heart attack""And what if I don't want it? I won't marry Laura and that's final"I sat quietly, trying my best to fade into the background as the two exchanged bitter words. My head rang as I tried to comprehend what was going on. Just this morning, Nana called me to see her only for Zion to enter a few minutes after I arrived. I fe
Her voice yanks me out of my trance and a slight pain tugs in my chest as tears well up in my eyesYeah right, how could I not know thatI'm a dropout. I didn't complete my degree. I needed to take care of my mom after the accident and my father's death. It was a tough year for me so how could I forget. I had to drop my youth year and become an adult so suddenAs if she read my mind, she quickly squeezed my hand, a worried look etched on her face. In a soft voice, she said. "No dear, you know I do not mean it like that" she sighs. "To be honest, I wanted you for Zion the moment I met you, you're a fierce and strong lady at such a young age, and I was intrigued. You carried so much weight all by yourself and you still keep that beautiful smile on your face. You're always happy despite your hardships" She moves closer to me, her hands still holding mine as tears well up in my eyes "You're what Zion needs Laura, you're the light that can engulf the darkness he built around himself. Worki
Tapping my feet impatiently on the hard floor, the elevator door dings open and I stroll out, taking long eager strides toward my office. I plan on calling Laura to my office and putting an end to whatever is going on with her and my grandmother. I don't know if she's in on this with Grandma especially when I met her there yesterday. Although, she looked as surprised as I was when Nana dropped the bomb. There's one way to find out. And that's demanding her to tell me what's going onI don't know what Nana is thinking, the idea of getting married is disgusting enough for me to feel bile rising in my throat. Not to talk of getting married to my assistant. Does she know how ridiculous that sounds, the company and media will go into a frenzy if they get a whiff of that. I grimace at the thought.My thoughts wander to yesterday's event at her house. She had called me and demanded me to marry Laura. I knew of her close relationship with Laura, she always sang praises of her and I got curiou