"....you know, I've had enough of your arrogance and I refuse to be belittled by you any longer." That statement kept ringing in my head even after Laura left me standing in the middle of the room. I was dumbfounded probably because she had never talked back at me in that manner before, this was a first and it felt, odd.Being rude wasn't my intention, I was edgy, and seeing her in that sinful attire didn't help my hormones. I'm baffled because my reaction was foreign to me. I have never acted out of control after seeing a half-naked woman so why did I lose my breath and sense of thinking when I saw Laura in a bikiniWas it because I wasn't expecting it?I closed my eyes as my brain kept taunting me with the image of her sexy body. What was she thinking wearing that around the house, anyone could have seen her just the way Antonio did. That only infuriated me the more. I don't think she understood how sinful she looked in that bikini and it came as a shock as I have never seen her in a
My eyes fluttered open and my lips slightly curved into a smile when I saw Laura lying on her side facing me. She used her arm as a pillow, while some strands of her hair fell across her face. It took a lot of restraining to not cross over the pillows and push those strands of hair from her face. A scowl crept to my face as I remembered how rude I was to her yesterday. I made her cry. Hearing her sniff and cry silently on the bed broke me. I am cold-hearted, not heartless, I know what pain feels like and I inflicted emotional pain on her yesterday. There was nothing wrong with the way she was dressed, I just reacted to my emotions. My rudeness was a way of hiding how I felt at that moment. I sauntered out of the bed towards the bathroom to do my morning routine of cleaning up. I didn't spend much time in the shower so I had to have plenty of time to choose the perfect outfits for the meeting. It's quite funny I am trying to dress to impress an old man all because I am obsessed with h
"Good Good! Where are you" I sang my eyes roving around for a particular puppy. I was immersed in a book earlier when suddenly, I felt a soft nudge on my foot. Looking down, I discovered the cutest puppy I've ever seen. The tiny ball of fur nestled at my feet, peering up at me with curious eyes. The pretty little thing had warmed my heart and I scooped it up into my arms, the book long forgotten.However, the cute little thing is quite naughty and cunning. It had run away from me when I was trying to get something for it to eat. I know it's somewhere around the villa and I need to find it because it needs to go back to its owner. Thinking about that, I'm sure the owner must have been looking for it and how did it even get into the villa without being noticed in the first place?Exhaling a tired breath, I peered around with my hands shading my face from the sun, to see the building a little bit far away from where I am. I had walked all the way deep into the garden in search of the litt
It's been a week since I and Zion arrived in Paris and four days since our last fight. I'm sure he planned to make me hate him enough to end this relationship and it worked. I hate his ass. We've been mute with each other in the last four days and I'm grateful for the silence. At least no critics and hurtful words. Thankfully for the phone, he got me, I've been able to talk with my mom, Anne, and Nana. My mom only asked about my welfar, unlike Anne and Nana who demanded everything in detail. I gave them all the gist, omitting the two fights I had with Zion only because Nana wouldn't let it slide. She'll blow up Zion's phone with calls and I don't want any of that. Nana wasn't impressed with the outcome of her plan, she complained about we not bonding and all. I'm comfortable with the peace of no conversation between us and I don't care if the staff notices the vibes between us or if we aren't bonding or not. I am done or so I tell myselfThe last few days have been a blast, Andre is
As I stepped through the double door of the mansion, a sense of awe washed over me. My eyes bulged out as they traced the interior of the mansion. In every corner, were antique furniture. A grand piano sat beneath a massive clown portrait, the eyes of the painted figures seemingly following my every move. The mansion seems like a living museumIt was out of wonder when Zion asked me for help. I was astounded when he asked me to escort him to a business/friendly meeting with someone. He explained to me about the business he wanted to acquire that was the reason we're here in the first place. However, the owner of the company he is willing to buy is a cunning old man who keeps pulling tricks on him. The man whom Zion said his name was Leo Fontaine accused him of being too stiff and devoid of playfulness. He said making toys is about the joy, the magic, and the spirit of playfulness which I inwardly agree Zion doesn't possess any of the listed. I'm pretty sure Zion is only obs
"I'm disappointed in you Laura, thought you and Zion would have become inseparable by now. Left to me? I would have claimed him, his body and soul in a week" Anne's voice comes out of the phoneI rolled my eyes and scoffed "Please tell me why you're still single then"She gasps and glares at me through the phone "Do you have to poke my wound? I will let you know, I have lots of men hanging around just to claim me""Yeah, while you're in my room and on my bed munching on crisps" I muttered as I wrapped the towel around my head"I decided to stay single until my prince came sweeping me off my feet. Men are scum" she muttered the last part"Just like Jayden right," I said teasing herShe stopped her loud munching to glare at me "Jayden wasn't a scum. He..he was a boy. He didn't do anything wrong" she defended"Yet you hit the poor boy with a Cornbread""It was that tiny little bit**h's fault. Whatever Lau
The tension in the car was palpable as we made our way to Leo's company. I'm sure Antonio could also feel the tension but he kept his eyes on the road regardless. I felt a huge guilt weighing down my heart from what I said to him. I knew his parents were a sensitive topic but I couldn't help myself blurting it out. I know I shouldn't have said that but it flew out in the heat of the moment. He pissed me off. He made me say it and now I'm regretting it because he went completely quiet after that. He hasn't said a word and his expression is unreadable. I don't even know what he's thinking and it's scary. I would feel better if he said something, let out his anger so I could apologize or something but he just kept this blank and unapproachable lookThe car came to a halt and I stepped out immediately like the seat was itching me. As I stepped out of the car, my attention was captivated by the tall building that stood proudly before me. How rich could Leo be I wondered. Zion walked pas
"Your company's vision aligns with what I believe in. I'm genuinely interested in acquiring Wonderland Toys""That's fantastic to hear. It's not always about profit but about sharing happiness. I'm sure you now understand the essence of what we do" he said mockinglyI mentally roll my eyes at that but nod instead, already getting boredCan he just bring out the contract so I can signThe conversation went on but I couldn't stop my mind from wandering back to Laura. It was as if the statement she made this morning opened my eyes to see something that had been hidden for years. Something I had failed to see. I wasn't angry, I was just astounded. No one has ever said that to me, not even Nana. She's very careful of even mentioning her son's name around me. Now, it made me realize how selfish I had been to myself and everyone around meAll these years I had wallowed in self-pity of losing my parent and sister. It wasn't even my fault, why do I have to live the rest of my life in a prison
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.
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,
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
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
He 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 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 here
I twist around, prepared to strike the person who had sneaked up on me, but my eyes fall on Andre, whom I barely recognize if it wasn't for a closer look. My eyes widen, and I snatch my arms away from him, sizing him up in confusion. What is he doing here? I take a good look at him, trying to understand why he is there. He is dressed in a suit, similar to all the men at the party downstairs, but without a tie, and his hair is disheveled. He looks like he was forced into the suit, though.My already beating heart skyrocketed as I realized I was alone with him on the balcony. A part of me wanted to turn around and leave here but another part wanted to stay, he is my friend after all“I'm sorry for grabbing you like that" he apologized and I snapped my gaze up to his face"You could have called me instead of grabbing me like that," I said, my voice sounding harsher than I intended. He ran his fingers through his hair and let out a deep sig
Amelia, amazed by my appearance, said "Wow, you look beautiful!" I blushed at her innocent compliment, admiring myself in the mirror.I agree with her, I look incredibly beautiful. It's like I'm staring at a stranger and not myself. I am wearing the red gown that Zion bought yesterday. The delicate material hugs my curves perfectly, and there is a stylish slit starting from my thigh all the way down to my feet."I appreciate your help, Amelia. I wouldn't look this elegant without you," I said, smiling at her through the mirror. It was true; when I was discussing the party with Anne this morning, I mentioned that I needed to learn how to apply makeup within a few hours. Amelia overheard me and kindly volunteered to do a makeover for me. Now, my hair was curled, making it appear full and cascading down my shoulder, and my makeup was simple, yet impeccable.Still smiling, I spun around and grabbed Amelia's hand. "Thank you so much, Amelia. You're a
I'm twirling my fingers, waiting for Zion to finish his bath. I can hear the water running, so I know he's still in there. I'm worried that he might have heard something Anne said earlier, and I feel like I need to explain myself to him to avoid any misunderstandings. I don't want us to start arguing. When he entered earlier, he looked tired and barely acknowledged me or Anne before disappearing into the closet and then the bathroom. That girl is going to be the death of me.The bathroom door suddenly opened and I immediately stood up. As I looked at him, my eyes widened and my mouth fell open in awe at his appearance. I couldn't help but notice his broad chest, which was incredibly muscular and defined, with a few scattered hairs on it.My eyes followed the droplets of water dripping down his body, till they vanished under the towel which was loosely wrapped around his waist, threatening to fall apart. The urge to pull the towel apart suddenly overcame m