OliviaWe found an empty room and decided to stay there. John reached out and brushed some hair away from my face, and stared into my eyes. "You are so beautiful, Olivia. You have kind of an exotic vibe about you," John said."Do I really?" I asked distractedly. The alcohol made me dizzy, so I tried harder to focus."Yes. I love your long black hair and big brown eyes. And those lips...""What about my lips?" I asked."They are so kissable," John said, looking at my lips.I looked him in the eyes. "Do you want to kiss me?"John nodded and pressed his lips on mine without even waiting for my answer. I closed her eyes and let him. Sure, why not? It's not like Simon was here to stop this anyway. He was too busy groping Amy."You are so hot," John broke the kiss and said."Thanks," I said. I winced as I smelled his breath which was laced with beer. "I think we should go back to the party.""No, no, I like it here. Just the two of us." John cooed and pushed her down on the bed.I was agita
Sebastian I stare at the woman in front of me. Her name is Keira Blaine; she is supposed to be my birth mother. She resembles the picture I found when I was little, but only slightly as she aged horribly. But she is undoubtedly the woman from the picture. "So you are Sebastian all grown up, huh?" she says curtly. I didn't expect her to be overjoyed from seeing me or anything, but she could at least have a small amount of warmth in her voice. She really didn't want me, huh? "Yes. And as I mentioned on the phone, I am not expecting some kind of family reunion. I just want to meet my half-sister," I said, matching her coolness. Keira scoffed. "She isn't anything interesting to look at but by all means. Poor thing didn't get the same treatment as you since her father isn't rich." And whose fault was that for not letting me meet with her earlier? I think to myself but don't say it out loud. There's no point in causing a problem with this woman. "Where is she?" I ask instead. "She i
SimonI was almost in my car when my phone rang."Olivia? Why are you calling me?" I am surprised. Olivia never called me."I want you to come back," she said.I halted. "Why?" I asked."Please, just come back upstairs. I want to talk to you," Olivia said."Alright," I said quietly. Normally, I would tease her more or try to make her beg for it, but something in her voice stopped me. She sounded urgent. Almost desperate.It didn't take me long before I made it upstairs again. She opened the door after I rang the doorbell once. She must've been waiting by the door."What's the emergency? Are you oka..."Olivia grabbed my shirt and pulled me inside before I could finish my sentence. I was caught off guard as she pushed me against the wall. "Whoa...Olivia, what's going on?" I asked."Why do you always have to drive me crazy and then leave me?" Olivia asked. Her eyes were teary."What? Leave you?" I feel oblivious."Don't act coy. You've been acting like you want nothing to do with me rig
EmmaI look at the strange, handsome man in front of me who has just made the most outrageous offer. Sure, he claims to be my half-brother, but how can he offer me to live with him when he only just met me!?He chuckles at my expression and clears his throat. "I know it sounds crazy but based on what I've seen so far, you don't look like you have it made with your mother.""But sir, its...""Sebastian," he corrects me."Sebastian. I don't even know you! How can you ask me to move in with you? As far as I know, you could be an axe murderer!""I am not trying to make a creepy offer here. You'll be living with my wife and children. It's a big enough house, so I don't see a problem with it. Besides, don't think of it as a charity thing. How old are you again, only nineteen?" he stares at me intently.I nod. "Yes.""Still very young. Are you in college or university?" he asks.I don't say anything for a moment. I've always wanted to attend university to study law, but there was no way my m
Delilah I sent Charlie home early, so there is more for me to do today. But it's no problem, thanks to the new member of the family. I thought as I looked at Emma and smiled. When Sebastian suddenly brought her home and announced that she would be living with us, I was shocked but pleased at the same time because I would have someone to talk to. Living alone in this huge house with three crying children is driving me up the wall! Emma seems to be very good at taking care of babies. It must be because she has her own kid. But she is so young...it was the first thing that came to my mind when she came with her five year old kid. The poor thing barely had time to grow up herself. "Are you sure this is okay for me to be here?" Emma said. She looked around and fidgeted. "Of course. I am glad you are here to keep me company." I smiled. The bookstore is nearly empty, so I can spend time getting to know my new sister-in-law. That's what I loved about owning a bookstore. I had free time
DelilahConfusion flickers in Emma's eyes."Huh? Me?" she asked."Don't be silly, Jonathan. Emma does not work here, so she can't help you find anything. If you need help, just ask me, and I'll direct you to the right place," I said curtly."Oh, but I was hoping Emma would..."I interrupt him before he finishes his sentence. This poor girl does not deserve this kind of harassment."Emma, why don't you check out the back of the store? There are some old magazines there. I think you'll find them very interesting. I need to talk to Jonathan for a moment," I asked her.Emma nodded as she understood, then walked away."What's your deal, Jon? Leave the poor girl alone," I said."Leave her alone? Why? Simon harassed my sister plenty, but I didn't get in the middle of it. Besides, I'm not even trying to harass Emma. I simply want to get to know her," Jon said."Simon harassed Olivia, so now you're going to harass Emma for revenge? That's not fair!" I protest."I'm not saying that at all. I do
Emma"That's amazing. I'm an aunt!" I exclaim as I look at the beautiful triplets. I am truly happy. My whole life, I thought I didn't have any family members other than my son and my mother. My mother never let me see any of my relatives as she cut ties with her own family."Yes, and guess who gets to babysit when Delilah and I have some alone time?" Sebastian chuckled and kissed Delilah on the cheek."Sebastian!" Delilah giggled. "We can't expect Emma to watch our children all the time!" she exclaimed.I smiled. "I'd love to babysit my nephews and niece." I held back my tears. I finally found a family that accepted and trusted me. I thought Sam and I would be alone forever, but now things have changed. It has been a few weeks since I moved in here and Delilah has done everything in her power to make me feel at home."Technically, I'm here because Sebastian asked me to be the nanny of your children, so I am supposed to be watching them," I said quietly. He offered to pay me, but I co
JonathanAm I going too far with this?Perhaps.But I couldn't stop thinking about this girl ever since I saw her the other day.Her sweet little round face, her kind eyes. This is the kind of woman I wanted to grow old with; have my children with.But judging from the look on her face, she didn't share the same sentiment as me."Hello. Remember me?" I say as she doesn't say a word."Hi. What are you doing here?" she asks me."I came here to eat, of course. It is a restaurant, isn't it?" I tilt my head."Yes, but...nevermind. Is it just you?" she quickly gets professional."Just me."I watch her walk away, and my cock stirs in my pants. She is average built, not skinny, a little thick but not overweight, with curves in all the right places. The things I would do to put my hands between those thighs..."Is this okay?" Her soft voice brings me back to reality."Perfect," I said and took off my suit jacket. I look around the shabby Diner. Normally, I would pick an upscale restaurant to d
Emma It's my wedding day. I feel like I'm in a daze, floating in the cloud. I can't believe this is happening to me and I'm about to marry this amazing, gorgeous man of my dreams. Things can't get any better. I look at Sam, who is running around and giggling with some of the other kids in his house. He is wearing a tiny tuxedo and looks absolutely adorable. My heart swells with love and pride. I can't believe how fast he's grown up and how lucky I am to have him in my life. As I take a deep breath, I can feel the excitement and anticipation building up inside of me. I can't wait to walk down the aisle and see my husband-to-be waiting for me. "Sam, be careful! You will trip over the decorations!" Delilah scolded him, but he only giggled louder. Delilah couldn't help but crack a smile and look at me. "Ready for your big day?" she smirks. "I don't know," I giggle nervously. She raises an eyebrow. "You don't know? You're not getting cold feet, are you?" I shake my head frantically
Jonathan I go back to the building to check on Alaric. I made sure to have Ray send someone to kill the wasps ahead of time and give Alaric medical attention if needed before my arrival. Alaric is sitting on the chair with his face and body swollen, but he appears to be breathing. "I see you survived the wasps," I comment. "Fuck you," Alaric mumbles. "I came here to give you good news and bad news," I say. He looks at me with confusion. "What?" "The good news is that Emma and I are getting married, and Sam will officially become my son," I say. "Samuel is my son," Alaric barks. "Not anymore, he isn't. You will be waiving all rights as his biological dad," I say, putting the adoption paper on his lap. Alaric glares at me as he looks at the adoption paper. He doesn't say anything for a few moments. I watch as his expression turns angrier. "I don't want to give up my rights," he says. "It's not up to you anymore," I reply. "I've already talked to my lawyer, and everything is
JonathanHere I am at the abandoned building again, three days later. I kept my promise to Alaric and didn't show up until now, leaving him in the dark. I'm sure he is covered in his own piss and starving. The thought gives me comfort. "How was life in darkness, Alaric? It's not fun, is it?" I ask after taking the tape off of his mouth. There is no window down there, so Alaric wouldn't have known the difference between day and night. "Fuck you, asshole! What the fuck is wrong with you, man?" Alaric barks. "I couldn't begin to tell you. Are you ready to confess yet?" I laugh. "Confess what? I didn't do anything!" Alaric shouts. "Ah, so we are still playing the game. Say, Alaric, are you hungry?" I ask and shake the Mcdonald's bag in my hand. "I am fucking starving, man. You left me here tied up for three days!" he says as if I don't know what I did already. I take the burger out and take a big bite. "Mmm...you know I have all the money in the world, and I can afford expensive f
Jonathan "Emma doesn't want the police involved," Sebastian says. "I see..." I say grimly, but I'm not surprised. "I don't blame her. They will ask her a lot of questions in court. It'll keep reminding her of her painful past." Sebastian nods. "There must be an alternative. I want that bastard Alaric to suffer, even if it's in an unconventional way." "Leave that to me. I'll take care of Alaric," I say with gritted teeth. Sebastian narrows his eyes. "Emma is my sister. I shouldn't put this all on you." I shake my head. "You don't understand, Sebastian. I'm taking this personally because I love Emma. She broke down in front of me and told me everything. I could see the pain in her eyes, and it broke me. I'll do anything for her, and I personally want to cause that piece of shit pain." "Alright. Just keep me updated. I have your back," Sebastian says. I nod, then head over to my meeting with someone really special who can help me with my plan. I know it's risky, but I'm willing t
Emma "Mommy! Where were you?" I smile as Sam runs toward me with his arms wide open. I pick him up in my arms, laughing. "Did you miss me?" I ask, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Sam nods his head enthusiastically, burying his face in my shoulder. "Yes, mommy! I missed you so much!" he says, his voice muffled by my shirt. I hold him tight, feeling a surge of love for my little boy. "I missed you too, baby," I say, stroking his hair. "What did you do while I was gone?" "We played cars and watched cartoons!" he exclaims, his face lighting up. "That sounds like fun," I say, smiling. "Did you eat your lunch?" "Yes, I did!" Sam replies, grinning up at me. "Good job!" I say, giving him another kiss. "I'm so proud of you." Sam giggles, squirming in my arms. "Mommy put me down! I want to go get a snack. I'm hungry!" "Okay, okay," I say, lowering him to the ground. "Go get something to eat." I say, feeling my eyes well up with tears. I hope his happiness lasts forever. Sam looks be
Jonathan I feel anger surging through me, but I keep calm for Emma's sake. I need to keep my head clear so I can think of a plan to find that bastard Alaric. And when I do, I will rip both of his arms off. "What happened to him?" I had asked her, and she shook her head. "I don't know. He broke up with my mom after I got pregnant. Maybe he got scared," Emma told me. "And your mom? Did you ever tell her any of this?" I ask. Emma looks down at her hand. "I tried once, but she got mad and beat me. She said I was just making up lies to hide the fact that I got pregnant by some loser." I take a deep breath and try to push down the rage that's boiling inside me. Emma has been through enough already, and I need to stay focused on helping her. I gently put my hand on her shoulder and give her a reassuring squeeze. "Listen, Emma. You did nothing wrong. Alaric is the one who should be ashamed of himself for what he did to you. And your mom... well, she clearly didn't handle the situati
Emma I wake up in his arms in the middle of the night, engulfed by his warmth. I feel his steady breath against my neck as I snuggle closer to him, appreciating the way his arms feel wrapped around me. It is as if I am cocooned in a bubble of safety. I trace my fingers over his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing under my touch. It is a comforting rhythm. Why am I like this? Everything was perfect last night, he did everything right. He didn't push me into anything and showered me with warmth. And yet, I had my stupid panic attack and messed everything up. I touch his lips softly, careful not to wake him up. I can't believe I let my past get the best of me. I ruined the moment even though I wanted him to make love to me. I have to make things right, I think to myself, then climb on top of him to kiss him all over his body. And now he is awake, staring at me with those blue eyes, making me feel even more guilty about rejecting him last night. "Emma. You don't ha
Jonathan Fuck...maybe I am going too fast. The last thing I want is to scare her again by acting like a horny teenager. But she is not pushing me away. Instead, she took my hand in hers, still staring into my eyes. I take a deep breath, trying to calm the racing thoughts in my head. I don't want to mess this up. I don't want to push her away or make her feel uncomfortable. The cool breeze hit us both, and I felt her shudder against my arms. "Shit, you're cold. Let's get you inside," I say. "Maybe you can give me a tour of your house." She smiles. "Sure," I say, smiling at her. "I'd be happy to show you around." I start with the living room, then the kitchen. Then we move upstairs. "The upstairs has three bedrooms and a small terrace," I tell her. Emma looks around in amazement. "It's such a beautiful house." she pauses before speaking again. "Where do you sleep?" "Usually in the master bedroom," I say, gesturing towards the door at the end of the hallway. "Can I see it?" sh
Emma I run my fingers over the delicate silk of the dress. I've never seen any dress so beautiful, let alone wearing it. "Go ahead and try it on," Delilah says and smiles encouragingly. But as I hold it in front of me in front of the mirror, I feel weird. "I don't know if this will suit me," I say. "Of course, it will. Put it on immediately," Delilah orders. I laugh at her enthusiasm and then go inside the bathroom to change. I slip into the dress, and I can feel the smooth, silky fabric slide against my skin. It's like nothing I've ever worn before, and I can't help but feel a bit nervous. Will I be able to pull it off? I take a deep breath and step out of the bathroom and into the dressing room. Delilah's eyes light up when she sees me. "Oh my goodness, you look stunning!" she exclaims. "That dress was made for you." I turn to the mirror and can hardly believe what I see. The dress fits me perfectly, hugging my curves in all the right places. The color brings out the warm