"Wow, this is lit" I whispered to Andre as my eyes roamed the beautiful hallThe air buzzed with excitement, and the hall was adorned in hues of gold and blush pink, the walls dripped in cascading fairy lights, and crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling casting a soft, warm glow over the room.The scent of fresh flowers and baked pastries filled the room and tables covered in delicate lace were arranged meticulously in the hall. The stage, bathed in a soft spotlight, showcased an exquisite backdrop of white roses and drapes, perfect for couples."Your cousin has beautiful taste," I said as we walked further into the hall, side by side"Trust me, I was blown away too. My cousin wanted it to be perfect. She designed all the decor and setting herself" he said pulling me further into the room"Wow, that explains it. This is perfect" I whispered. As I took in the scene, I couldn't help but be captivated by the intricate details — so beauti
I can't believe she left without saying anything. I didn't even get to see her attire properly. I'm her boyfriend for crying out loud. Okay, maybe I shouldn't use that term as we aren't dating still she's with me. She's going to be my wife soon, is this how she'll be acting then?I've been fuming since Laura left this evening, I couldn't even finish my work. I was so focused on the lingering scent of her fragrance and anger for not saying goodbye. She pretended I wasn't in the room and that piss me off My phone dings and I pick it up. It's a message from Antonio. I click the file he sent, watching it download. They are pictures of Laura at the park with the so-called friend. I made Antonio take pictures of her when she goes out, especially with her so-called friend. I don't trust the guy, you just don't make friends with the opposite gender without a motive. Through these pictures, I've seen different sides of Laura I haven't seen before. Her happy side,
I rushed into the bathroom and was horrified by my reflection. My hair was wild, and my face was red as a tomato. What made my anxiety worse was that I wasn't wearing the clothes I had on last night. What happened to my dress? Did Zion change it? I shook my head, knowing he wouldn't do that. But who changed my clothes, and why can't I remember what happened after Antonio and I left the party last night?I remember drinking that sweet apple-flavored drink and dancing with Andre in the dark. I also remember vomiting on him, which I feel terrible about, but I'm too embarrassed to call him and apologize. After that, my memory gets hazy. I vaguely recall Antonio helping me to the bathroom to clean up, as I was too dizzy to walk properly. But I don't remember what happened next. Did I do anything strange around Zion? I groaned and smacked my already reddened face, letting my neck fall limp in front of the bathroom mirror. I keep embarrassing myself in front of Zion the
We stood in front of a pet store with Zion eyeing the building with disdain. I finally agreed to go out with him and it still sounded weird to my ears but yes I did and I was astonished when he asked me to choose the place I wished to go and guess what I chose first - the pet store. The reason I chose it was because I miss Good-Good. Zion had prohibited the worker from allowing it to walk around the villa and also because I have this feeling that he has this fear for dogs and I feel this urge to change that. I remember his expression changed immediately I mentioned the pet store and I was going to change it but then he surprised me when he agreed to go with me and here we are, standing outside the building.Zion dragged his eyes away from the building and turned his gaze to mine, "Are you sure you want to go in there? You could get infected with rabies or what knows" I raised an eyebrow at him, "I'm 100% sure I want to go in there, and trust me they are
"You cheated" I argued stubbornly for the third time since we left the paintball house. It was a thrilling experience that would have ended in a victory if only he hadn't decided to hit me. Why would he even do that"It was a game Laura, I was only protecting my territory" he explained as we walked towards a restaurant. We decided to stop for a late lunch since we've been parading all around with just the chicken soup in our stomach. Especially when the last stop took all the food in our stomachI scoffed, "You killed me for a fucking flag".He chuckled and shake his head as he open the restaurant door for me, "I didn't in the real world, it was a game and you would have done the same. Am I right?"Well, he is right. I was itching to eliminate him but I wouldn't admit that to him."Whatever" I mumbled stubbornly, stepping into the restaurant. The aroma of fresh sea foods filled my nostrils, pushing my anger to the back of my head. My stomach grumbled and I bounce on my feet in exciteme
"It was just a joke," Zion said beside me as we strolled down the street with the evening breeze tousling our hair. Earlier, after we left the restaurant, he asked where we should go next, but I wasn't in the mood to decide, so I suggested we just walk. Across the road, Antonio trailed behind us, patiently keeping pace with our leisurely walk as he navigated the car through the traffic.I glance up at him, pulling my hair from entering my mouth, "What? He cleared his throat, stuffing his hands into his pocket. "It was a joke. You didn't kiss me" "What? Why.." I asked, confused, pushing my hair from my face as the wind blew it into my face again. Why is it so damn windy today and why did he say I kissed him when I didn't. Was that supposed to be a joke? "I'm sorry. I didn't expect it to turn out that way," he apologized, his gaze turning hard as he looked ahead with the wind blowing his short strand. However, I didn't reply to him. It wasn't his fault. It was a joke that I took seri
As I woke up, my eyes fluttered open and adjusted to the soft light that was penetrating the room through the curtains. I stood up from my bed, stretching and groaning, and then realized that Zion hadn't slept in our room the previous night. I waited until late in the night for him but heard the other room door open, which meant that he had decided to sleep there instead.But what happened? We were doing well yesterday and had a great time until the puppy incident occurred. I thought it would be okay to ask about it since we had visited the pet store and he even seemed happy when I was playing with the puppy. However, I didn't understand the sudden change and anger when I asked him. Perhaps I shouldn't have asked him about it. I'll apologize to him later then. After completing my morning routine, I walked into the sitting room of the villa. No workers were scurrying around and the place looked deserted. I was used to the soft pitter-patter noise of their footsteps. As I entered the
The doorbell rang, suddenly interrupting my thoughts, and causing me to frown. I wondered who it could be since neither Antonio nor the staff usually use the doorbell. Suddenly, it dawned on me and I felt my body tense with anger. It must be Laura's useless friend.The doorbell rang again and I turned to stare at the stairs. Why isn't she coming down to open the door for her dear friend? I can't believe this guy dared to ask to come over. I'm pretty sure he knows that she's engaged, or did she forget to mention it to him? No, she definitely would've told him. He's just trying to keep chasing after something that will never be his. His nerves really surprised me.The doorbell rang for the third time and I decided I'd heard enough. He can't just come here, disturbing my peace with the annoying sound.I calmly took my time to walk to the door and pick up the phone"Yes?" I asked in a bored tone"Oh, Hi. I'm Andre, Laura's friend" he breathed into the communicator and I scoffed. He said L
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