Steve’s P.O.V.It’s been a few days since the twins’ welcome party. The dance with Grace that night it’s forever etched in my memory. It was such a blissful moment. And now, it’s been almost three weeks since Grace reentered my life, bringing along our two bundles of joy. With each passing day, I’m trusting Grace more and more. She has truly changed herself. I’m not angry with her anymore. Actually, when I reflect on our past, I have realised that it wasn’t entirely her fault for not telling me about her pregnancy. I never made her feel like I truly cared for her, and I never made an effort to truly understand her on a deeper level.So, as much as she was at fault, I was at fault as well. Somewhere, I feel I was more at fault because when she left me, during our separation, I used to claim that I loved her, that I would be there for her, and that I just wanted to meet her. But when I met her, what did I do? I blamed her.It was so foolish of me that instead of engulfing her in my arm
I return to the earth as twins squirm in my arms, trying to catch my attention. Their innocent smile distracts me from the guilt I’m going through. “I’m sorry, little ones that I misjudged your mommy. Will you both help me understand her better?” I whisper to the twins, feeling remorse for hurting my love. As if responding to me, the twins giggle and lift their hands to touch my face. Their touch gives me a comforting warmth.I also feel a bit relieved because the changed version of Grace wasn't just my imagination. She has truly changed. She wasn’t deceiving me for her purposes. My love story will get a happy ending, I’m certain now.I decide to talk with Grace, understanding that there might be more to the story than I initially understood. As I enter our room, I find her sitting alone on the sofa, her eyes filled with pain, fixed on the floor. Whenever I see her upset, it shatters my heart. But now it hurts me even more because I’m the reason for her pain.Damn it, Steve. Just s
After finally putting the twins to sleep in the crib, we let out a sigh of relief as we settle on the edge of the bed. Today, they were showing unlimited tantrums, which left us exhausted.But as we sit there, side by side and our lips curved into a smile of contentment, we reflect on the journey that brought us here. We reminisce about the past, our contract marriage, our quarrels, the mistakes we made, the misunderstandings that tore us apart, and the pain of being apart from each other. However now, with our beautiful twins, we realise that everything we went through was worth it.As we hold each other's hands and gaze into each other’s eyes, we make a promise to never let anything come between us again. We silently vow to cherish and support each other and to never let our doubts drive us apart again.“Thank you for giving me another chance.” Grace rests her head on my shoulder and continues, “When a few days back you shouted at me, I thought I lost you and our family would neve
As I feed Evan, Giana’s cries fill the room.I reassure her with a gentle smile, “Don’t worry, my sweet princess. Mommy will be with you in just a moment.”However, her cries become louder, and as I place Evan beside me to pick up Giana, he also begins crying.I grumble, “Here you both are crying and look how peacefully your daddy is sleeping.”“Wake up, husband.” As I shout, shaking Steve, they both stop crying for a second to cry even louder.He stirs from his beauty slumber, blinking his eyes open in confusion.“Wake up, husband,” I repeat, giving him a gentle shake.As he fully wakes up and sees our wailing babies, a look of mild panic crosses his face.“What’s happening?” He asks, still half-asleep, rubbing off his eyes.He looks so adorable. Stop admiring your husband and focus on your babies. They are crying. I chide myself.“Both of them decided to have a crying concert, and you were the only one not participating.” I tease, trying to lighten the mood despite the chaos.If I w
Steve’s P.O.V.As Grace bathes Evan in the bathroom, I spend quality time with my little princess.I sit cradling her in my arms, speaking to her in a soft tone, and she gazes at me with a constant, adorable smile on her face. The way she loses herself while looking into my eyes is an indescribable feeling, unlike anything else in the world.“You know, you’re so beautiful. Your tiny blue eyes, I love the most.” I take her hand in mine and kiss all over it. “And your little hands are so soft that Daddy wants to kiss them all the time. I want to eat you up!” I hold her out in front of me and give her a kiss on the nose, and she sucks on my cheek, making me laugh.After a few minutes, Grace emerges from the bathroom, holding little Evan in a bathrobe with his name embroidered on it.“It’s your turn to take a bath, little princess.” She gives Evan to me and takes Giana from me.She heads to give Giana a bath, leaving me with Evan. As I carefully cradle him in my arms, I talk to him, my he
I lift Grace in my arms and carry her to the bed on the terrace, adorned with rose petals. She encircles her arms around my neck, and her eyes sparkle with amazement as she looks at the arrangement.“Wow! Little did I know, my husband has a romantic side as well. I thought he just knew how to give lectures.” She exclaims, chuckling.I gently lay her down on the bed, smiling. “You don’t need lectures now, baby. What you need is love.” I lean in and capture her lips in a tender kiss.A mischievous glint dances in her eyes as she meets my gaze. “Right now, I just need a good fuck.” She teases, winking at me as I cuddle her.I pull her close, laughing and relishing the feeling of her in my arms. She can never change in certain aspects, and honestly, I wouldn’t want her to.“Of course, you’ll get that, but before that, let me make you wear something even more special.” As I reach into my pocket and pull out a small velvet box, Grace’s eyes widen with curiosity.“What’s more, Steve?”“Just
The next morning, I stand under the shower, aroused as the memories of the incomplete sex with my wife flood my mind.It’s been a year since I entered her, and I have been missing the sensation of being inside her.With the twins, I don’t know when I get the chance to claim her as mine again.My eyes widen in shock as someone holds my hardness from behind.Before I can turn around to see, the sexy voice of my wife reaches my ear, “Now it’s my time to tease you, husband.” She bites my earlobe, rubbing my hard-like rock dick in a teasing motion.Although I’m so hard right now, the thought of twins enters my mind.“Where-where are twins?” I ask her with great difficulty as she drives me crazy.“Don’t worry, Olivia is taking care of them.” She reassures me before turning my face towards her and capturing my lips in a passionate kiss under the shower.Devouring her lips, I turn towards her and then press my naked body with hers. The water cascading over us igniting our desires.I can’t res
Steve’s P.O.V.I’m Steve Grey, a billionaire who has everything in his life except a life partner. I have a fashion company, and my days are filled with the hustle and bustle of the business world. Despite the success and wealth, there’s a void that only love can fill.My father wants me to get married soon. He has given me two months to find the girl of my choice, and today is the last day, and still I haven’t found her. Now I have to marry my father’s choice because I just can’t argue with him. For me, my father is everything.I’m seated at the bar counter with a glass of drink in my hand, and with my two friends, Mike and Jace.“Steve, look around, there are so many sexy girls. Have sex with them and relax your mind,” Mike suggests, resting his hand on my shoulder.“You know I’m not that type of man. I’ll have sex with a girl with whom I fall in love.” I respond, looking up at him from the glass of drink.“You have such an old-fashioned mindset, Steve. You can have fun with girls s