Suddenly, my phone began to buzz. I saw that it was Alex calling, and instantly, my mood brightened. Only my friends could bring me joy in such a stressful situation.I answered the call, unable to contain my grin as I spoke, "Alex, how are you doing, man?""All good. I'm in Rome. I was thinking you and Ryder could join me here," he replied."Wait, are you in Rome for your honeymoon?" I asked, curiosity piqued."Uh... yeah," he hesitated, and I could envision him rubbing his neck."As far as I know, you didn't want to go on a honeymoon with your wife. What made you change your mind?" I inquired, adopting a mocking tone, well aware of who might have influenced his sudden change of heart."You know, Logan, how my father can be. He wouldn't spare me if I didn't obey him and come on this honeymoon," he claimed, but I sensed he was being dishonest."Alright, I'll believe you. So when will you be back?" I inquired, hearing a faint voice in the background calling out Alex's name. It sounded
Mia's POV.When I applied for the job and went in for the interview, I already knew it was Logan Mancini's company. Fortunately, I was chosen among the applicants. I was desperate for employment, as my family relied on me for financial support. Recently, my father had been diagnosed with cancer, and we needed substantial funds for his treatment.Despite being a fresh graduate without any prior experience, the Mancini group offered an excellent salary, which was a significant relief for me.Today, I felt a wave of nervousness wash over me as I prepared to face Logan Mancini, my new boss. With a pounding heart, I mustered the courage to step into his office.His initial demeanor startled me; it was rather rude. However, as soon as his gaze fell upon me, his expression changed, and his voice softened, carrying a gentler tone.He rose from his seat with an air of surprise, making his way towards me. It was evident that my presence as his secretary caught him off guard. After all, I had be
Logan's POV.Mia and I opted to go to the nearest restaurant. I instructed my driver to leave, choosing to drive my own car instead. As we arrived, I opened the passenger seat for her, and she gracefully stepped inside. Taking my place behind the wheel, I ignited the engine and steered us towards the restaurant.After a short drive, we arrived at a renowned Italian restaurant. It turned out that Mia had booked a table here, knowing it to be my favorite.Exiting the car, I circled around to the passenger side, holding the door open for her. Extending my hand, I silently urged her to take it.I was well aware of the charm my gentlemanly gestures possessed, and Mia was no exception. The rosy hue on her cheeks served as undeniable proof that she appreciated the gesture. Firmly holding her hand, despite her subtle attempt to pull away, we entered the restaurant together, hand in hand.Fortunately, we had a table reserved, and the waiter promptly led us to our designated spot. Pulling out a
Sarah's POV.As I stood alone in our luxurious hotel room, the grandeur of the surroundings seemed to amplify the solitude I felt. The room exuded opulence, adorned with soft, silk drapes and elegant furnishings. The view from the large window showcased a breathtaking panorama of the city's skyline, but my mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Alex.Alex had left me to attend an important conference meeting. It wasn't surprising, given his relentless work ethic, but it left me pondering how he managed to balance his professional life with his reputation as a playboy. It was an intriguing paradox, one that intrigued and fascinated me about this enigmatic man.I found myself lost in contemplation, trying to fathom the depth of his dedication to his work. It was undeniable that his unwavering passion and unyielding drive were the cornerstones of his remarkable achievements at such a young age. I admired his success, yet a part of me yearned for more of his attention.As I wandered around
Alex POV.Fuck!My body tensed as I struggled to regain control of my thoughts and desires. Her touch and seductive demeanor had an overwhelming effect on me, making it difficult to focus on anything else. I had intended to discuss the wedding arrangements with her, emphasizing that this marriage would lack any expectations or commitments from my side. However, she appeared before me in a tantalizing dress, openly expressing her desire for me, further complicating matters.From the very first day, I had desired her intensely. Now, on our honeymoon in our lavish suite, the temptation was unbearable. Why was I hesitating? I pondered for a moment, contemplating the best course of action. But as I gazed into her eyes, my attention fixated on her inviting lips. The urge to kiss her overwhelmed me, and in that moment, all rationality escaped me. I pressed my lips against hers, igniting a fire within me, obliterating any lingering doubts.Now, there was no turning back. I yearned to possess
Alex POV.I gently placed a hand on her waist, providing support as she settled onto the bed.I moistened my lips before delicately kissing the softness between her thighs. As I explored her with my tongue, she let out a passionate moan, her voice filled with pleasure. Carefully, I blew a soft breath against her sensitive bud, eliciting a shiver and another moan. My lips tenderly grazed her, teasing her with anticipation.Slowly, I savored her essence, tracing my tongue along her moist folds. The taste and sensation intoxicated me, leaving me yearning for more. I continued to pleasure her, ensuring each stroke of my tongue brought her closer to ecstasy.Driven by desire, I decided to explore further, so I gently inserted my tongue into her tight opening. She quivered around my tongue, granting me deeper access, allowing me to delve into her most intimate depths.Feeling her desire intensify, I switched my attention to my finger. With a gentle touch, I traced circles around her tight o
Logan's POV.We had made reservations at a picturesque wildlife resort, the perfect setting to host our company's annual function. Anticipation filled the air as every employee eagerly looked forward to the delightful stay and exquisite meals that awaited them.However, despite the joyous atmosphere, Mia remained distant and maintained her professional demeanor. It was clear that she was purposely keeping her interactions with me limited, which only fueled my desire to make her feel the undeniable connection between us. I yearned for the moment when my carefully laid plans would come to fruition, leaving her unable to resist my charm any longer.As the first day at the resort unfolded, we arranged a captivating bonfire event accompanied by live music. The entire gathering was invited to participate in playing music and singing, and I couldn't help but notice the incredible talents that hid within our office-singers, musicians, and guitarists who were eager to showcase their skills.To
"You're so wet, baby," I whispered in her ear, "so ready for me." Her head jerked back in response to the intense sensations I was bestowing upon her. With a newfound sense of urgency, she raised herself on the bed, swiftly removing my shirt and fumbling with the buckle of my belt. I chuckled at her impatience.Taking control, I assisted her in removing my jeans, freeing ourselves from our confines. Once we were both gloriously naked, she pushed me onto the bed and firmly grasped my manhood, stroking me, driving me to painful hardness. I lifted her slightly, guiding her to straddle me, her warmth enveloping my rock-hard erection. In unison, we both arched our heads back, reveling in the ecstasy of our union.The connection we shared was immeasurably intense, binding us together in a powerful moment of passion.Staring deeply into her eyes, I firmly grasped her hip, my voice lowering to a whisper, "What is it that you desire, babe?" I couldn't believe how husky my voice sounded."I wan
Ryder's POV.The club was alive with energy as the weekend reached its peak. The neon lights danced across the crowded dance floor, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the revelers. The pulsating music thumped in my chest, creating an electric atmosphere that fueled the excitement in the air. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and sweat, mingling with the overpowering aroma of perfume and cologne.Sitting at a reserved booth in a dimly lit corner, I was joined by my close friend, Alex. He exuded impatience, his foot tapping restlessly against the floor as he scanned the entrance of the club. We were regulars at this place, but tonight, our excitement was tinged with a hint of unease. We were waiting for Logan, our once dependable comrade, who seemed to have changed since his marriage to Mia."Ryder, when is Logan coming?" Alex asked, his voice edged with irritation.I understood his frustration; Logan used to be the first one to arrive, always ready to embrace the nightlife.
Logan's POV.As I slowly opened my eyes, the harsh, sterile lights of the hospital room greeted me. Disoriented and weak, I blinked several times until the blurry figures around me came into focus. There was Mia, her eyes filled with worry and relief, and my family standing by her side, their faces etched with concern."Mia..." I whispered, my voice barely audible.Her eyes lit up with tears of joy as she took my hand in hers. "Thank goodness you're awake," she said, her voice trembling with emotion.My family wore expressions of both happiness and concern. My mother's eyes were red from crying, while my father's stern facade tried to hide his fear. It was then that I knew I had to be honest with them about how I felt."I can't go through with the marriage," I admitted, my voice stronger now. "I love Mia, and I can't marry someone else."My father's face turned stern, and he scolded me, "You're being impractical! You have responsibilities, and this is no time for childish whims!"Befo
Logan's POV.Amidst the busy preparations for my upcoming wedding, I couldn't shake off the lingering unease in my heart. Mia's sudden resignation from my company had left me bewildered and bruised my ego. I had made it clear to her that our relationship would remain strictly professional, yet she chose to leave."Why does it bother me so much?" I wondered aloud as I paced in my luxurious penthouse.Alex, who had been helping me with the wedding arrangements, noticed my distress."Hey, man, what's bothering you? You should be on cloud nine with your marriage just around the corner," Alex said, concern evident in his voice."I don't know, Alex. It's just that Mia's resignation hit me harder than I expected," I admitted with a sigh. "Even though I told myself I didn't care about her rejecting me, there's this nagging feeling inside me.""Why do you bother? It is not like you feel something for her, do you?" Alex inquired. "Remember, you have a stunning fiancée, a glamorous wedding ahead
Alex's POV.We all gathered at Ryder's wedding, witnessing the heartfelt exchange of vows between Ryder and Bella. Their hurried marriage brought back memories of my own wedding day, where I had first laid eyes on Sarah. But after she left, things took a painful turn. I tried countless times to meet her, to explain myself, but she refused to hear me out. Her parents, adamant in their disapproval, forbade me from entering their home. It was absurd - I was her husband, not some boyfriend they could simply cast aside. I pleaded with them, insisting that I had changed, that I wanted to be with her, but they turned a deaf ear.Unbeknownst to me, Ryder had invited Sarah to the wedding as well. My heart filled with both hope and trepidation, praying that she would show up so I could finally talk to her. And then, there she was, entering the venue in a stunning peach-colored gown. Something about her appearance was different, and it left me bewildered. Her face was radiant, and I couldn't hel
I gave myself a gentle slap on the head to snap back to reality as Ryder approached. My father released my hand as Ryder stepped forward, and he kindly helped me up onto the small platform where he stood. He leaned in to plant a sweet kiss on my cheek."You look absolutely stunning," he whispered in my ear, his eyes traversing down my form before locking onto mine once more, filled with adoration.The wedding officiant, a tall and amiable man, commenced the ceremony. As he gracefully greeted everyone and eloquently explained the significance of this union, I couldn't help but steal glances at Ryder, wanting to savor every detail of his appearance.He stood there, a picture of confidence and poise. His eyes gleamed with joy and adoration, reflecting the love that bound us together. Clad in an impeccably tailored black suit that hugged his form exquisitely, he looked every bit the dashing groom. His short, dark hair was slicked back to perfection, accentuating his handsome features. He
Bella's POV.The sound of my phone jolted me awake from my slumber, disturbing the peaceful moment I had been sharing with Ryder. Gently, I disentangled myself from his embrace, aware that I was still unclothed, and hurriedly pulled the sheet to cover myself before answering the call."Mum!" I greeted cheerfully, my heart still elated from Ryder's heartfelt confession of love."Bella, what is going on?" Her voice carried a tone of anger.Confused by her question, I asked, "What do you mean, mum?""You and Ryder are all over the news, and your father is furious," she complained.My mind raced, trying to comprehend the situation. "What? I don't understand, mum. What's happening?""Where are you right now, Bella?" Her concern was evident."I am... I am..." I hesitated, unable to come up with a lie."Are you with Ryder?" She guessed, and I fell silent, confirming her suspicion."Why did you do this, Bella?" Her disappointment in me was palpable.Suddenly, the phone was snatched from my ha
Ryder's POV.My futile attempts to incite jealousy in Bella by meeting other girls left me feeling disheartened. No matter who I interacted with, she remained composed and collected, as if her emotions were impervious to my antics. Undeterred, I had to switch to plan B.I smirked as I thought about it because it was foolproof, and Ryder never failed to get what he wanted."Bella, I have planned a vacation for us," I called her while she was in school.I smiled as I could imagine her eyes widened in surprise."What? No, Ryder, I can't go on vacation, and, most of all, I have some assignments to complete," she replied, her voice tinged with reluctance."Come on, Bella. Mum is persistent about my marriage, so it will be our last vacation together. I am sending my secretary. Give her your passport. We are going to Switzerland for a week. Just me and you. I want to spend some time with you alone," I insisted, hoping she would agree."Abroad trip? You will get clicked by the media, and I do
I could feel anger and frustration bubbling up inside me. "Do you really not care if my mother wants me to marry a girl of her choice? It doesn't bother you," I asked, my voice trembling with suppressed anger.Her response shocked me, as she remained calm and matter-of-fact. "Why should it bother me? We are not committed. We are not in a relationship. You should get married, and your family wants it too," she stated, causing my frustration to escalate.Feeling a mix of desperation and vulnerability, I couldn't hold back any longer. "Bella, I want to settle down with you," I confessed shamelessly, my heart laid bare before her. I knew she might not fully understand, given her age, but I had to take the chance. I was willing to set aside my pride and beg her to marry me.Her response was not what I had hoped for, and it hit me like a heavy blow. "Are you mad? Ryder, I am still in school. I want to complete my studies. I want to make my career first. I can't think about settling down in
Ryder's POV.At 9:00 a.m. on a lazy Sunday morning, my peaceful slumber was abruptly interrupted by the incessant ringing of my phone. I groggily reached for it, wondering who could possibly be disturbing me at this ungodly hour. To my delight, Bella stirred in my arms, her tiny meows adding a touch of charm to the waking chaos.I carefully placed Bella on the pillow, ensuring her continued comfort, before reluctantly sitting up to answer the call. The screen displayed my mother's face, which meant it was likely to be something important. I swiped the answer button and, slipping my feet into slippers, made my way to the balcony, hoping to maintain some tranquility around Bella's sleeping form."Hey mum! What's up? Why did you have to call so early on a Sunday morning?" I questioned, attempting to sound both concerned and slightly annoyed."Ryder, I've sent some pictures of the daughters from reputable families to your number. Take a look and choose one of them. I'll set up a date for