She pauses for a moment, clearly hesitant to continue. “I’m thinking of not talking any further,” she says.I give her a cold glare, which makes me bite my inner cheek. I love a good story.Zoey finally looks up, “we can’t be together because he’s my stepbrother.”I’m taken aback. “Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry. That must be incredibly painful.”Zoey nods. “Yeah, it’s been tough. I didn’t expect things to turn out like this. It’s like every time we get close, reality pulls us apart.”“I can’t imagine how hard that must be, but it’s clear you both care about each other. Sometimes, life just throws these curveballs.”“Yes, it is,” Zoey agrees. “I can feel that pull whenever we’re together. There’s something that always draws me to him, but then I remember he’s my stepbrother, and everything just falls apart.”“Tell me about it,” I say, genuinely interested.“I’ve consulted books and searched online to see if anyone has ever given in to such a love,” she explains. “I’m so sorry, Zoey,” I
Sydney rushes into the bathroom, her face pale. "Nadine, what’s happening?" she asks, with a trembling voice.I point to the bloodstain on my pants. "I don’t know, Syd. I thought it was just normal cramps, but now... I don’t know.""Oh my gosh, Nadine, this doesn't look good. We need to get to the hospital now," she says urgently. She hurried back to my room, grabbing the dress I had taken off.She hands it to me. "Okay, Nadine, put this on," she instructs."Okay, thanks," I reply, trying to get dressed despite my shaky hands. Panic grips me, something I never anticipated with my pregnancy. All my antenatal visits had been reassuring, but now, with everything seeming off, I wonder why.I’ve been feeling cramps in my lower abdomen, but I didn’t expect them to result in blood. I had dismissed it, thinking it was just the baby growing and adjusting.All I can do is hope that this is just a scare and that my baby is still safe. I need to believe that. I have to.“Hurry!” Sydney’s voice jo
Ethan, the doctor, stretches his hand to shake him. I roll my eyes because he is famous, and his family owns half of the city.“How is she, Doctor?” Ethan asks in a panic. I just stand by, watching him take over. He looks more worried than me. I admire the way he cares about Nadine; sometimes, I wonder if Mason could be as expressive as this.The thought of Mason crosses my mind, and I wonder why he hasn't reached out. What I feel for Mason can’t be love, not now, not ever.It sucks seeing the way Ethan pines for Nadine, but I’m sure her heart still belongs to that cold-blooded Logan. I don’t blame her because love can be funny.“We’ve run some tests,” the doctor says. “The bleeding is due to a minor cervical issue. We’ll need to monitor her for the next few hours to ensure everything stabilizes.”“Thank you, doctor. Can we see her now?” I ask, pointing toward the door.“Of course,” he replies, giving Ethan a reassuring pat on the back before walking away.Ethan and I sigh in relief
Nadine's POV I wake up with a jolt, my heart pounding as I feel a hand tightly gripping mine. I try to move, but something, no, someone, holds me still. Slowly, I sit up, and there he is, Ethan, his head resting on the edge of the hospital bed, fast asleep.My chest tightens at the sight. He didn’t go home last night. He stayed here with me.I close my eyes, hoping to steady the storm inside me. How can I be so fortunate to have someone with such a pure heart by my side, yet feel nothing for him? I search my heart for any trace of love, but everything is blank.I can't even begin to count how much he has shown me love, whether it's been easy or difficult, all in such a short time.I know he cares, he’s shown it in countless ways, ways that should matter. But no matter how hard I try, my heart refuses to respond.My hand moves toward his hair, hesitating for a moment before I let my fingers brush against the silky strands. The softness surprises me, each strand smooth and well-kept.
My stay in Canada has been peaceful so far, and I'm grateful for the friends I've made here. Zoey has been incredibly supportive at the flower shop, even on the days when I just don’t feel like going to work.Pregnancy has its ups and downs. Some days, all I want to do is curl up in bed and not move, while other times I find myself craving ice cream in the middle of the night. Thankfully, I’ve stocked the freezer with plenty of it.Sydney's parents left after their last visit, and I admire the love they share. It's hard to believe there was a time when they were apart, and Mr. Blake had to chase her back. The baby's kicks have become more frequent, reminding me that my life is about to change in ways I can’t fully prepare for. Every time I feel those little movements, I’m filled with a mix of excitement and fear—excitement that I’m about to become a mother, and fear that the responsibility ahead is both thrilling and terrifying.Just as I’m lost in these thoughts, a customer walks i
I breathe out his name, "Logan," and slowly close my eyes tight, trying to ignore the pains shooting all over my body from the contractions. Is this just a dream that I'll wake up from soon, or a flash of memories? Memories of our time together flooded my mind - the good, the bad, the ugly, and the look of contempt on his face when he saw the picture of me and Asher, a lie that changed everything. I remember the look on his face when he sent me away from the house.I wish more than anything that this is just an illusion, a trick my mind is playing on me. I've thought about him so much, wondering how things would be different if he hadn't seen that picture and sent me away. I wish that when I open my eyes, I'll realize it was all just a product of my mind, a cruel trick played on my heart.I feel a contraction coming on, and I grit my teeth, trying to breathe through the pain.My heart pounds in my chest, pain shooting through my body like wildfire. I clench my fists, willing myse
Six months laterThe past few months have been a wild ride, I've been fortunate to have a supportive network, always ready to help at a moment's notice. Ethan has been incredibly supportive, and Sydney has been a rock for me too.As I gaze at my newborn son, Shawn, I'm struck by his beauty. He's the spitting image of Logan - the same piercing eyes, nose, mouth, and smile. Even his hair color is identical. Sometimes, I feel like I've been cheated; I carried him for nine months, and he came out looking just like his father!But I love my son to pieces and would do anything for him. Seeing him every day brings up memories of Logan. But as I look into Shawn's eyes, I know that my love for him is pure.More often than not, I find myself wishing Logan would come crawling back, begging for forgiveness, and asking me to take him back home. But after his sudden appearance at the hospital, he vanished into thin air. Now, I'm left wondering if I should be relieved he hasn't returned or worri
Three years laterMy mom has been nagging me for years to return to America, but I'm still unsure if I'm ready to give in. She's been missing me terribly, and now that she's fully recovered, I have Logan to thank.Speaking of Logan, he's been absent since our encounter in the delivery room - with him, you can never be sure what to expect. But I'm choosing to focus on living my life to the fullest.Ethan and I have decided to take a chance on each other, and I can see the joy in his eyes whenever I think about it. He's already the star of Shawn's world, and now he's capturing my heart. With my plans to move back to America, Ethan is being his usual supportive self, since he also has some important investments to attend to. So, we've decided to make the move together.Now, I'm settling into my new apartment in New York, feeling a sense of relief wash over me as I unpack and organize my space. My mom has taken Shawn under her wing, giving me some much-needed time to focus on myself.
Nadine's POVThese past few weeks have been the best of my life. Shawn knows Logan is his dad, and it’s been a smooth ride. He sticks to Logan's side all day, and Logan, being the doting father, has no other obligation than to satisfy his son’s desires.Our dates are magical, and we’ve been on so many more since then. Logan spoils me silly, making every moment feel special. During one of our outings, he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I couldn’t care less about the label because I knew he wanted to woo me—that’s how he puts it.Logan’s family is eager for us to bring Shawn around so he can get to know his father’s side. I see pure love in their eyes as they bask in Shawn’s presence. Later, I find out that the blonde Logan pointed out at the restaurant with Chris is Lucas’s girlfriend. I feel a flush of embarrassment when I remember how I wanted to march up to her and stake my claim on Logan. Thank goodness I didn’t do that! I turn to Logan and playfully smack his chest. “Ouch!” h
Logan's POVI can’t get enough of Nadine. She’s like a soothing balm for my aching heart, and after giving her multiple orgasms, I feel like I’ve been on one hell of a ride.I want every part of her to bear my mark, so no man dares to come close to what is mine. I trail kisses over her body as she slowly opens her eyes. “No, not again, Logan,” she murmurs, feeling my erection pressing against her.I can’t count the number of times I’ve had an erection just from kissing her, and each time, it leads to amazing sex—an explosion of pent-up desire finally released. “I need to see my boy,” she whines, making her way toward the bathroom.I smile as I watch her. I want to see my boy too, but I dream of us being a family, all under one roof. Waking up each morning with Nadine by my side, peppering her with kisses and sending her into ecstasy before I head off to work. I imagine my son jumping up and down on my bed, trying to wake us up. The picture brings a smile to my face.Suddenly, I real
Nadine's POV.He pulls away and asks me a question I wasn’t expecting. Things are moving faster than I thought, but I know we’ve been avoiding our feelings for too long. We’ve both suffered in denial.“Go on a date with me,” he says softly, his eyes searching mine for a reaction. But I know I’m ready to take that leap of faith for us.I smile warmly, letting him see just how open I am to his request.“Of course, yes.”The smile that lights up his face is beyond ordinary, it’s captivating, pulling me in like a spell. He draws me closer and kisses me gently, and I savor the bliss that washes over me. Then it hits me—I need to call Rosa to let her know I won’t be home tonight.There’s no way I’m leaving here; I just want to stay in his arms all night.He notices the shift in my mood and asks, “What’s wrong?”“I need to call Rosa.”“Oh, how’s our son doing?” he asks, watching closely, testing if I’ll show any vulnerability.“He’s fine, but he wasn’t too happy with us leaving so suddenly.
I can’t believe what I just heard. My heart leaps with joy, pounding so hard I feel it might burst from my chest. “I’m right where I should be,” she whispers.It feels surreal. “Say that again, Nadine,” I urged, my face lighting up with happiness.“Oh, stop, Logan,” she replies, covering her face with her hands.Unable to contain my excitement, I scoop her up in a bridal carry and head up the stairs.“Drop me! I can walk by myself!” she laughs, but I can’t help my joy as I carry her with happiness.“Where are you taking me?” she asks, laughing.“To my bathroom. Remember that day you had your bath here?” She nods her head against my chest, a playful smile on her lips.I can’t seem to have a bath without thinking about that day. I kick the door open and step inside, gently lowering her to her feet under the shower.As the warm water cascades around us, I slowly start to remove her clothes, then peel off my own until we are both naked, feeling the heat envelop us.I take a moment to ad
He moves his hand down, sliding my pants aside, and finds my clit with his fingers. I shudder, arching my back as he continues to press deeper. He adds another finger, fucking me with it, but it doesn’t come close to satisfying the longing that’s consumed me for years. No amount of self-control can hold back the desire that surges through me.His fingers alone can’t quench my thirst. All I want is his dick inside me, filling me, while my clit clench around him.He slams into me with all the raw power I remember from our first night together, igniting a fire deep in me.That night is etched in my memory, and each time I use my toy, I picture him, as I thrust in and out reliving the raw connection I feel that reckless night.As he drives deeper, sensations flood back, every gasp, every moan, every brush of his skin against mine. I remember the way he looked at me, his eyes dark with desire, as if I were the only thing that mattered in the world.I think of how desperately I craved him
"Nadine," he calls my name, and my knees go weak. I can’t help myself; I lunge at him, pressing my lips to his. He swings into action immediately, without hesitation, as if he’s been waiting for this moment. What does this man do to me? He kisses me back, matching my intensity, pouring as much desire into the kiss as I do.I know this man. His presence etches itself into every part of my being. I can’t stay sane without him. I know it sounds cliché, but it’s the damn truth. He owns me, and I’m sure he feels the same. My encounter with Chris is a wake-up call, reminding me to hold on tight to what I have. Rosa’s words echo in my mind, even if she thinks I didn’t hear: I shouldn’t let a good man slip away.“Oh, Nad,” he whispers, his hands roaming over my body, cupping my butt. I wrap my legs around him, keeping our lips locked.He carries me to the couch, laying me down gently before finally pulling away.“What the hell, Logan?” I snap, frustration bubbling up like a child denied th
Nadine's POV I'm still reeling from Logan's sudden appearance and departure. My heart was racing, and my body trembling with desire. How does he do this to me? I feel like I'm trapped in a web of longing, unable to escape.The way he touched me, his fingers tracing my skin, sending shivers down my spine. His eyes, burning with intensity, seeing right through me. And that whispered question, 'What do you want?'... It's as if he knows I'm powerless against him.I try to shake off the feeling, telling myself I'm on a date with Chris, but Logan's presence has awakened something deep within me. I can't deny the connection between us.Chris... poor Chris. He has no idea what's going on. I feel guilty, about using him as a distraction from Logan. But Logan's games are exhausting. Why can't he leave me alone?As I return to the table, Chris notices my flushed cheeks and asks if I'm okay. I force a smile, trying to brush it off, but he sees right through me.'Everything alright?' he asks, con
Logan's POVI keep tabs on her, my men tracking her every move. But tonight feels different. I'm told that she’s going on a date with Chris Meyers, the kind of guy who can charm his way into anyone’s heart. I know he won’t stop until he has Nadine under his spell, and the thought twists my heart with disgust, a sharp pang of jealousy tightening my chest.Even from afar, I sense her unease. Her eyes darted around, searching for someone, anyone, watching her. Little does she know, it’s me.Kelly, my brother Lucas’s girlfriend, is nearby. Lucas has been pushing me to meet her, and as soon as he steps away to take a call, I know it’s my moment to move closer.When I point at Kelly as my date, I see it in her eyes—she’s ready to tear her apart from miles away.Returning to my seat, I feel Nadine’s gaze follow me, tracking my every move. When she finally stands, I slip away, quietly following her.She heads toward the restroom, and I follow, keeping my distance as I move discreetly in the
The past few weeks have been a wild ride, just as I expected. I've spent more time at my flower shop and squeezed in several dates.Some of them? Total snooze-fests. They drone on about themselves—their accomplishments, their families without ever asking what I want.One guy bragged so much that you'd think I was lucky just to be sitting across from him.Another couldn’t stop talking about his mom and his pet, which screamed a red flag from a mile away.Logan’s been away a lot, but he still checks on Shawn when I’m not around, always making sure to send flowers. This time, though, he didn’t come by in person to place the order.But his absence is obvious even Ava can't stop talking about the gorgeous man who ordered flowers which I know she is referring to Logan Even Shawn has noticed, asking where Logan’s been. I just shrug, unsure of the answer.He followed up the flowers with a sweet message that had me grinning from ear to ear.Lately, I’ve been exploring more—going on dates, unw