After our passionate encounter, we relax in the bathtub, both of us panting. I sit nestled between his legs, my head resting on his chest, my back against his front, his hands encircling my chest while his fingers tease my nipples. “How are you feeling now?” I ask him, breaking the peaceful silence. “Out of the world.” He whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “And credit goes to you, my love.” He licks my earlobe. “You know very well how to distract your husband.” Making circles around my nipples with his fingers, he bites my earlobe, eliciting a soft moan from my mouth. I’m so sore, yet I’m again aroused. Fuck! “Now if you’re feeling out of the world, husband, spill it out,” I ask him in a serious tone, pushing away my sexual arousal to the side for a moment. “Huh?” “What was bothering you?” Upon hearing my words, his body stiffens behind me and his fingers stop moving. “Tell me.” I urge, clasping his hands. “I got to know about the kidnapper of our daughter
Steve’s P.O.V. Two Years Later “Look here, my little angels.” Grace’s voice catches Evan, Giana, and my attention, and we look at her. I brush Giana’s long brown hair as she sits on my lap, absorbed in playing with her doll. Evan stands behind me, wrapping his arms around my neck, while Grace diligently works on her daily blog with the same enthusiasm as every day. “Mama…” Evan walks over to Grace and jumps into her arms. She giggles, kissing his cheek before turning the camera towards them. “Say hi to my followers, Evan.” “Hi, Mama’s followers.” Evan waves at the camera, beaming. “Keep showering love on her because she is pretty and the best mama.” “Aww… my baby. You are Mama’s best son.” Grace chuckles at Evan’s sweet words, her eyes shimmering with love as she holds him close. “Mama, I’m also your best son.” Giana pouts at them, causing us to laugh. “Princess, Evan is our best son, and you are our best daughter,” I explain, tucking her hair with the unicorn hairpin. She l
Grace’s P.O.V. A Few Days Later “You know, if you don’t want to, we can go back home,” Steve whispers, entangling my pinky with his, sitting in the driver’s seat beside me. Twins settle in the car backseats, engrossed in each other. We’re visiting Jace and Zara’s house for dinner. Zara had been urging us to meet her for more than a year because she wanted to apologise, but I wasn’t ready for it. Although she has been mentally stable and adopted a baby girl a year ago, I was still scared that she might try to take Giana away from me again. However, now I’m ready to give her a second chance because I can’t keep Steve away from his best friend forever. I smile softly at Steve’s concern, squeezing his hand in reassurance. “No, I want to do this. It’s time for us to move forward, Steve. Zara deserves a chance to make amends, and Jace is your best friend. We can’t avoid them forever.” “Thank you, Love. I’m glad that you’re ready to do this for me.” He lifts my hand and places a sof
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
Next morning, I wake up, and a smile flashes on my face as I recall the last night. But soon my smile fades away as I realise she has gone. I don’t even know her name, how will I find her? “Don’t be upset, Steve, if that girl is part of your destiny, you will encounter her again.” I murmur to myself, hoping to meet her again. I pick up my phone from the side table and shake my head in disbelief, seeing so many missed calls from Jace and Mike. I do a video call to them after getting dressed up. They greet with grins on their faces. “Jace, our friend, he is no more virgin.” Mike squeals, as if he wins the world. But how did they come to know? I think they must have caught me kissing her at the club. “Is it true, Steve?”Jace asks me to confirm. I nod, blushing and rubbing my nape with my free hand. “I can’t believe it.” Jace shakes his head in disbelief. “Last night, someone was saying he would never sleep with any woman without falling in love.” Mike teases me. “Guys, it wasn
The next evening, I stand in a crowded room filled with laughter and music. I spot my father, who gestures for me to join him.“Hi, Dad.” I greet him after approaching him.“I’m so glad you’re finally ready to meet the girl of my choice.” He expresses his joy, taking me in a warm hug.“Anything for you.” I pass him a small smile.“Come, let me make you meet her. She’s the daughter of my friend.”As he walks towards a direction, I follow him, looking around.“There she is.” He points at a girl standing, showing her back to me and conversing with a man of my father’s age.As we step in front of her, I’m taken aback, witnessing her face. She is that same arrogant girl.Why does fate keep intertwining our paths? Why is God making her meet me again and again when she isn’t my type and differs completely from the girl I desire? What is going on in my life?My father hugs the man she was conversing with while she passes me a wicked smile.This girl is getting on my nerves.“Steve, she is Gra
After two days,I call Grace as my father instructed me to pick her up for the wedding ring purchase.I can’t believe I’m willingly entering this marriage contract. However, to teach the lesson to Grace, I have to do this.“Hello.”As she answers the call, I state, “Grace, it’s Steve. Dad wants me to pick you up to buy our wedding rings. After my meeting, be ready to go.”Grace’s response is unexpectedly defensive, “What do you mean by ‘after your meeting’? Tell me the time, and I’ll check my schedule.”I remember my dad mentioning she’s a fashion influencer, so I think she can easily take time out.“You make blogs, right? You can take out time; it’s just a ring shopping.”Her voice sharpens in response. “My work is more difficult than yours. Don’t you dare comment on it?”I try to explain, “I was not demeaning your work, Grace. I meant you work from home; you can do that any time.”She gets more offended. “You won’t understand the challenges of my work. You don't know about social me
Grace’s P.O.V. I sit in front of the mirror in a white wedding gown, getting ready for my marriage. The hairstylist finishes my hair, and the makeup artist puts the final touches on my face, and through a gesture of my hand, I ask them to leave. As they exit, my childhood best friend, Elsa, steps inside. She lives in London and came to New York this morning after I informed her yesterday about my marriage contract with Steve Grey. “Grace, why are you coming into this marriage contract?” She asks, marching towards me. I explain, “You know, Elsa, I can’t spend my entire life with one man, and I don’t believe in forever and love. So I came with this plan for Dad’s sake.” She shakes her head in disbelief. “You’re unbelievable, Grace.” “And you know why did I choose Steve for this?” As I ask her with a smirk on my face, her eyes glint with curiosity. “Is there any story behind this?” I nod. “Yes, babes. Steve is my enemy. He insulted me in front of many people in the cafe. When I le