Zoey's p.o.vAnnette was already standing outside the painting studio waiting for me before I arrived, with a smile on her face. “Ma'am, ready for some relaxation?” she asked, standing up straight.“Of course.” I nodded eagerly, after hours of painting my back aches. My muscles and joints are stiffed, more than earlier. And all I needed right now is a nice, relaxing massage.“Please, this way, ma'am.” She said.I followed her as she led me outside the workshop, and out of the building to a wooden house not so far from the sea behind the resort. The wooden house was adorned with intricate carvings and colorful tapestries, giving it a rustic yet inviting charm. The sound of gentle waves crashing against the shore provided a soothing backdrop to the serene atmosphere that enveloped the house.Inside, the interior was adorned with plush cushions and soft lighting, creating a warm and inviting ambiance. The scent of lavender and eucalyptus lingered in the air, adding to the calming effect
Zoey p.o.vThe air was filled with the sweet scent of wildflowers and the gentle hum of bees.Right before my eyes lay a well gardened meadow.The meadow stretch out wide with its emerald carpet of grasses and a riot of blooming wildflowers. The short grasses swinging joyfully to the wind, begin the meadow, stood proudly against the sun is a cabin.This is like my dreams coming to life, first it was coming to Paris, then riding on a white horse and this meadow and cabin“You remembered.” I tilted my head to look back at Marco.“I never forget, not any details of you.” He replied, his voice hoarse with raw emotions.#Flashback.#[Fifteen years old Zoey and eighteen years old Marco]Marco and I sat on the big tree on the bank of a small river, isn't very popular to others. Marco found this place, and brought me here. I fell in love with how quiet and peaceful it is here, far away from the noise and bustling of the city.We immediately turned it into our sanctuary, we come here whenever
Zoey p.o.vOur second day in Paris went by Marco taking around touring, Third day, Caroline and I did a lot of workshop exploring in the resort. We did some pottery art, and crafts, as guided by the experts.Today being the fourth, we're doing something different. Caroline and I are at a club, 'mouillé' [wet] a very famous club around here. By ourselves.Nope, Marco didn't come along, neither did anyone of his men trailing behind us, and so is Caroline's husband. We are here alone, for some girls night.Or are we?I am wearing a neck strap Black shimmering dress that reaches just below my butt cheeks. Too short? I know that's the plan, the neckline of the dress is low enough to expose my cleavage.A small black clutch in have, I let my hair waves down covering my back.Caroline on the other had, is wearing a red dress, same length as mine. Her hair up in a tight ponytail, like a typical badass.If you're to judge Caroline from our painting session as a decent and quiet girl, you gue
Zoey p.o.vImmediately the sound, two other shots went off in the air, followed by commotion in the club. Screams burst out, sound of footsteps rushing about could be heard, things falling and properties getting destroyed.But here I was in the restroom getting pleased, in the midst of all these chaos Marco swipes his tongue over my clit. I shudder in pure Bliss.This situation is making my pulse race with adrenaline, and thrilling.“Ah.” I hissed throwing my head back.“Keep your head down and eyes on me.” He orders, shooting me a firm look. “I don't want anybody to see your face.” I can hear the possessiveness in his voice.“Your pleasured face, your vulnerability when I plead you, is only for me.” He says, I can tell the thought of other men seeing me like this is killing.My body shook as I nod, from the commotion out there, I doubt anyone would come here.He flicks my clit with is tongue again, that feels damn good.Marco french kiss my clit and I believe I will die. I bite my li
Zoey p.o.vAfter the club incident in Paris, we spent two more weeks there. Enjoying our honeymoon phase to the fullest, not leaving any stone unturned.But we still have to come back home and continue our usual life.So, here I am walking into my company. How ironically, the company I once worked for as a junior staff is now own by me? I shook my head, knowing fully well that I wouldn't have been able to achieve this much in my early years if not for Marco.Well, like they said miracle comes in different form, and this is mine.“Good morning, ma” A voice greets me immediately I arrived at my floor. “I've prepared your schedule for the week, and sent it to your email. Also, the new contract is already on your table, along your regular hot chocolate.” He was stumbling over his words, nervousness was written over him.“Who are you?” I didn't mean for it to come out harsh, I shrugged, anyway I need to know. He froze for a moment, I'm using him because it's a guy. A young man didn't over
Zoey p.o.vTracy's Fashion House is a name that resonates with luxury, elegance, and exclusivity in the world of fashion. Known for their impeccable designs and attention to detail, this high-end fashion house caters only to the elite clientele of hot shots and celebrities.I watt my way into the mall, the place is always packed with rich woman browsing through her collections.“Zoey, you are here.” Tracy beamed the moment I came into her office.I've been having my dresses made from her for the past two years, and it's safe to say our relationship has grown more than business.Tracy was extremely picky when it comes making friends, that's why she didn't have any close friends aside from her two sisters. The first time I was brought over by Marco's mom, we hit it off almost immediately.“Yes.” I smiled. We pulled each into a hug.“How is the honeymoon of the century.” Tracy gushed. “Come on tell me everything about.” She chirped excitedly.See?That's one of the reasons we hit it off
Zoey p.o.vI came back to the office, only the once vibrant atmosphere has turn stiff with tension. Everyone was moving around like some programmed robot.Like they were threading on tin ice.That could only mean one thing, Marco is here.I thought they must have been used to his presence over the years, but some things never change. Marco rarely dropped by, and today is one of those days.I am thrilled anything he comes in, I feel relaxed with here.Abel, press the elevator close.“Ma'am, you seem happy.” He must have noticed how fast my mood has brightened. “Does that mean you're satisfied with today's meeting?” Abel asked.“Even better.” I grinned. “Huh?”Abel opened the door for me and I entered, my husband is sitting on my seat behind the desk. He has this expressionless face, but being with him from childhood, I know he's upset about something.“Get out.” His voice was calm but deadly.I look behind to find a shivering Abel who's about to piss his pant. I almost forgot about hi
Zoey p.o.v He isn't playing around anymore. “I'd like you to fuck it out of me, if you can.” I challenged, my pulse racing in my throat. “Then sit on the desk, spread your legs and show me what's mine.” Oh God, I'm so dripping. I grab the band of my panties and pushes it down my legs, kicking it off. Marco's eyes immediately dropped, he sucks in a hard breath. I sat on the desk, and open my legs wider. “It looks like you already came, that's how wet you're for me.” He stared intensive and openly at my cunt. He loosened his belt and undo his buttons and zipper swiftly, his hard erection sprang out ready for motion. Marco waste no time in filling me up, I embrace the fullness of his cock. “Look at you, at my mercy.” Marco chuckled darkly. He has to be an asshole because my body works like he own it. And he knew that. His pace was fast and aggressive, hitting me deeply in my core. With this rate, I don't think I can last long. He pulled out only to have me bent over th
Melanie’s POVThere was no way, Alice could be the one banging on my door, which left me thinking there was an intruder in the house.But would an intruder knock and how on earth did they know that of all the rooms in this house, I was in this one.I was frozen in shock and fear stopped me from moving to the door.Then I heard, Adriano’s voice boom, “Melanie!” that had me scrambling off the bed so quickly and I opened the door so fast."It was you," I whispered but then I saw the look of urgency in his eyes. "What's wrong?"“I need your help,” he said.I stared at him open-mouthed. A quick glance at him from head to toe revealed he was unharmed so I let out a breath of relief. That didn’t stop me from noticing the fact he was wearing a freaking bulletproof vest.Which got me thinking that maybe he was hurt somewhere I couldn’t see.“Are you hurt?” I asked.“I’m not hurt, little nurse but this i
Melanie’s POVI went through my usual night routine but this time, opted for normal pajamas with a buttoned shirt and long pants. I just settled in bed and was about plugging in my phone to charge when it began vibrating with an incoming call.It was Aria.There was only one reason why, Aria would call me this late at night and it had Alice written all over it.I accepted the call and put the phone to my ear.“Hello,” I said.“Girl!!!!!” she screeched so loudly that I had to move the phone from my ear for a while."Are you done yelling?" I asked.“Not quite but I think I can save the rest for another day,” Aria answered.“I’ll take that,” I said. “So to what do I owe this pleasure? I already have an idea but please humor me?”“I don’t know whether to be mad at you for keeping this a secret from me or be happy for you,” she replied. “Adriano met someone important to you!
Adriano’s POVApart from the time I spent with my family, I couldn’t remember the last time I had a good time.Melanie might not realize if but she’s been shining her light on my dark soul slowly and I was getting addicted to it.The background check I had done on Melanie’s neighbor, Phoebe was clean so I wasn’t worried about her.I had been prepared to put on a show but it turns out I didn’t even need to. Phoebe was such a pleasant person and her love for, Melanie was quite obvious which was another reason why I easily relaxed around her.My girl sure knew how to pick good friends. Even the cat, whom Melanie glared at most of the time, wasn't so bad. I'm guessing her glare was because the little orange animal clung to me most of the night. I didn't even like cats but somehow, I picked up the animal without scrunching up my nose in disgust.So imagine how bummed I was when I got a call from, Nik informing
Melanie’s POVIt was a struggle before we were able to leave, Phoebe’s place. There was a lot of hugging and she made me promise to visit her often.Orange, on the other hand, clung tightly to, Adriano until Phoebe had to physically pry the cat away from him. I was still hurt at how quickly he discarded me for, Adriano but that didn't stop me from filling his cat bowl with food, like I always did.The ride back to the house was quiet but it wasn't laced with any awkwardness. It had been a good night and I didn't want us to end it on an awkward note.I kind of zoned out during the ride up until her approached the house gate. With a slight nod to the guards at the gate, he drove inside the house. At some point, I had gotten used to seeing the guards and though they still looked imposing and scary, I no longer felt fear when I looked at them.He pulled up in front of the house, killed the engine and that was when the
Melanie’s POVPhoebe went all out with dinner. She made a spread that was enough to feed a small army.“There’s no way we’ll be able to finish what you made,” I told her when I saw how much food she had made.There was roast beef, potatoes, and steamed broccoli with what I knew to be her homemade gravy. Just like Alice, Phoebe was a great cook, so I knew everything she made was certainly delicious.Adriano pulled out a seat for her at the seat of dining table and did the same for me and she gave me a knowing smile when his back was turned to us.I knew what the smile was for. He was rich and also a gentleman. Could he be any more perfect?“Everything looks so good, Phoebe,” Adriano said once he’d taken a seat across from me.“Thank you, Adriano,” she replied. “At least someone appreciates the dinner I made.”I sighed, now he was making me look bad. “You know how much I enjoy your cooking, I’
Melanie’s POVI should have known the last time, Adriano had the other nurses literally eating out of the palm of his hands how big of a charmer he was.Phoebe was completely enthralled by him, and there I was nervous about how she was going to receive him, especially with how blunt he was with her by the door.But it had the opposite effect on her. Phoebe appreciated his brutal honesty and seemed to think that he was good for me.I guess I should be happy with that, it means he’s holding up to his end of the bargain but I felt some way at the fact that Phoebe took an instant liking to him when I prepared to defend him tonight.Was it jealousy? Heck no. There’s no way I was jealous of Adriano. I mean it took a few weeks after I moved in for, Phoebe to warm up to me while she took to him instantly. Did that make me jealous? Absolutely not!Adriano also somehow knew the right thing to say to make, Phoebe blush.
Melanie’s POV“Are you ready for this?” I asked.“That’s an unnecessary question, little nurse,” Adriano said. “Are we doing this or not.”“I just need a few minutes to get in character,” she said.Adriano chuckled but remained silent while I tried to steady my breathing. It was Saturday evening and we were currently parked in the parking lot of my apartment complex. Phoebe had called me earlier in the day to ask if, Adriano had any allergies or something he didn’t eat.I didn’t have the answer to that question but I figured he ate anything, considering the kind of guy he was so I told her no.Now I wondered if I did the right thing. Maybe I should have asked him, but I avoided him all day until it was time to leave.“Do you have any allergies?” I asked.“Huh?”“Phoebe called earlier wanting to know if you had any allergies and I told her you didn’t,” I explained.Adria
Melanie’s POVAlice's words stayed with me all day. I’ve spent so much time believing that, Adriano had taken away my choice I had never stopped to wonder if I gave up too easily.Did I really have the option to make a different choice or could I give in to my new reality and be content with it?The thought of going back to the house didn't really fill me with dread like before when I was still new to his house.But apart from restricting my movement, he had treated me nicely. I ate well, slept in comfort, and got freaking chauffeured to work, even though I hadn't gotten used to the last part.Every time I demanded anything from, Adriano, it felt like I was making a deal with the devil, in exchange for my soul.It didn't help that he kept making me flustered when I was around him, causing me to act out of character.Nevertheless, I called, Phoebe and informed her of the plan to visit du
Melanie’s POVIf I was a betting girl, I could have won some money from, Alice. She was so positive this conversation was going to go well but couldn’t have been more wrong.This conversation had gone so off-kilter that I was wondering why I was still seated here talking to him.“Are you threatening me?” I asked."I'm not threatening you, little nurse," he replied.“Then what’s the meaning of what you just said?”“I just thought you needed a reminder of how you got here,” he said.“Oh, I remember. How could I ever forget,” I said. “Every second of every day for the past few weeks I’ve been reminded of how much my life had taken a drastic turn all in a matter of a few moments!”I was breathing heavily and trying to control my anger. “I regret that moment.”“What moment?”“The moment I agreed to go, Dr. Thompson’s request to go on a house call. It wasn’t part of my job descrip