Sandy’s POVAfter he had spoken, I was left feeling confused and conflicted. I looked from one person to another, trying to make sense of what I had just heard or if they had also heard what Anthony had just said. I looked at Trent and he was looking surprised while glancing at me. I looked at Anthony, he was not even meeting my eyes, it was as if he was avoiding me. I looked at the woman and she was simply smiling at me with innocence in her eyes, which I did not believe in.I looked at the Addison woman closely. She was just the type of woman Anthony always went for when he needed a quick fuck. She was slim with curves, long blonde hair, a pretty face with big blue eyes and a pretty smile. She was everything people and Anthony called his type, and she was going to replace me?“What do you mean?” I asked and sighed.No, I could not have this conversation with them in the room with us.I turned around and looked at Trent with a look in my eyes. I needed to speak to him alone, without
Anthony’s POVI was a fool, just like how Sandy always called me, but I was a fool with a conscience and fear for the future. I was trying to act smart, to keep my mind and thoughts in check in order to avoid a huge disaster but it was beginning to look very difficult.I was already regretting making Sandy work someplace else due to the fact that she suddenly started having this glow on her that pulled me to her. I knew that other men had eyes because as we walked into the company today, I saw the way some executives looked at her and even during meetings. It irked me so bad that I almost lost it and fired them.Never did I care about how other men looked at my best friend but now that she was my wife, amongst other things that changed our relationship, it was hard not to feel a hot sensation in my chest at the thought and sight of other men eyeing her with bad thoughts swimming in their heads.I did not forget what I had seen when I stepped into her office earlier with Addison. They
S A N D YI woke up to the sound of my phone ringing so loud. It made me groan, hating the fact that I had to wake up, cutting my sleep short. I wanted to let the phone ring but I knew who it was from and how consistent the phone call was going to be if I don’t accept it. I opened my eyes and rolled onto my back, then sighed out loud. I groaned and looked to my side where my bedside table was. I glared at my phone that sat on the table before pushing myself toward the furniture. I grabbed my phone and laid my head on the pillow. I rolled my eyes at the caller's identity. It was my boss, also known as my high school best friend. “It’s Saturday, why the hell is he even calling me so early in the morning?” I grumbled as I stared at the ringing phone. When the call stopped, I smiled, hoping he would take that as an answer and know that I am asleep.As always, he did not stop and called again. I hissed and accepted the call.“Yes?! What it is, Anthony? Can you let me enjoy my weekend? Do
S A N D Y“To celebrate another business deal been a success, we will go to the club,” Anthony said with a clap of his hands. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at his words. He was always going for one party to another, to almost every club in the city. He was never tired and I was always the one left with taking care of him if he got too tired or drunk to do any work.“I’m not interested,” I said and rose from the seat I was sitting on. I grabbed the files on the desk of his house office and arranged them in a corner. “Come on, Sandy,” he pleaded and went around the desk to stand beside me. “You’re not doing anything this weekend. So, let’s have fun.”I looked at him incredulously and he smiled, blinking his eyes rapidly in a way that he used in begging me to do something for him.“Have fun? More like you having fun all night while I sit in a corner watching,” I said and walked away from the desk.I heard him follow me as I walked to the door. I held the door, ready to open it wh
S A N D YAnthony was drunk to the max and I had to deal with it. I always had to deal with it. It wasn't anything new to me.I had driven a drunk and non-stop talking Anthony in his sports car, back to his mansion. All he did was talk about the girls he danced with and the ones he took their numbers to sleep with when he wanted some fun. It was heartbreaking to hear but this was what I had to deal with when I fell for my best friend. When I pulled into his garage by the mansion, I had the help of his butler to take him up to his room. He reeked of alcohol and the thing he smoked. It was annoying to see him the way he was because it was bad for a businessman who ran part of the family business and would someday head the whole business.His parents would not be happy as always and he didn't care as usual.“I need to party again,” Anthony said in a drunk manner, pointing at the ceiling as he was laying on his large bed.“No, you won't,” I said and knelt on the floor to take off his sho
S A N D YI woke up to the feeling of a weight on my chest. I groaned and tried to move my arms but felt restricted. I opened my sleepy eyes and saw a familiar ceiling then looked downward. My eyes widened when I saw Anthony's head resting on my chest while half of his body was on mine. I gulped and stared at our position for a minute before I placed my hands on his broad shoulders. I tried to push him off me but his heavy weight was too much for me. “Anthony?” I called out in a low voice.He moaned and turned his head in the other direction. I rolled my eyes and shook his shoulders. He barely moved so I began to wiggle under him, trying to see if I could roll out but before I knew it, he woke up; his head up and eyes wide. He hissed and rolled away from my body with his hands between his head.“Shit, my head hurts,” he said to himself and groaned.I sat up and tugged the shirt downward, covering my stomach. I stared at him as he rubbed his head.“Ow,” Anthony said and dropped his ha
S A N D YI blinked once, then twice. I couldn't believe what Anthony had just said. “You have to get married and have a kid?” I asked, and he nodded.“I have to, Sandy. This is something that I did not plan on.”Laughter almost escaped my mouth. There was no way what he was saying had an ounce of truth. Before I knew it, I was laughing with my hand over my mouth while he glared at me. I continued to laugh until I had my fill.“You can stop pranking me now.”Anthony and I had days when we would joke around and I was convinced that this was one of those days. But when I saw how deep and serious his eyes were, I swallowed and cleared my throat.“Are you serious?”Anthony scoffed and went straight to the desk where he had drinks displayed. He grabbed a glass and poured himself some alcohol before chugging everything. He filled the glass again and I took that as my cue to rush over to him and grab the glass.“Stop drinking and explain what you meant.”Anthony looked stressed and restless
S A N D Y“Come again?”Did this fool just say what I heard him say?Anthony stood from the desk and approached me. He took the glass from my hand and dropped it on the desk before cupping my cheeks. He had a huge smile on his face while I was stuck in confusion.“Yes, you. You're the only person suitable for this. You are my best friend. Someone who I confide in, someone who I trust and respect. You're the only person who knows me for me and understands how important this is for me.”I flushed from his words but due to the severity of his choice, I had to focus on what he was trying to say to me.“Sandy, we can get married and still act the way we do. The only difference is that we will live under the same roof and act like married people in public. It'll be so easy in the aspect that we'll just continue our friendship with us wearing rings. We can remain the way we are without any thoughts of anything expected of any of us.”I swallowed hard and held his hands. His eyes danced aroun
Anthony’s POVI was a fool, just like how Sandy always called me, but I was a fool with a conscience and fear for the future. I was trying to act smart, to keep my mind and thoughts in check in order to avoid a huge disaster but it was beginning to look very difficult.I was already regretting making Sandy work someplace else due to the fact that she suddenly started having this glow on her that pulled me to her. I knew that other men had eyes because as we walked into the company today, I saw the way some executives looked at her and even during meetings. It irked me so bad that I almost lost it and fired them.Never did I care about how other men looked at my best friend but now that she was my wife, amongst other things that changed our relationship, it was hard not to feel a hot sensation in my chest at the thought and sight of other men eyeing her with bad thoughts swimming in their heads.I did not forget what I had seen when I stepped into her office earlier with Addison. They
Sandy’s POVAfter he had spoken, I was left feeling confused and conflicted. I looked from one person to another, trying to make sense of what I had just heard or if they had also heard what Anthony had just said. I looked at Trent and he was looking surprised while glancing at me. I looked at Anthony, he was not even meeting my eyes, it was as if he was avoiding me. I looked at the woman and she was simply smiling at me with innocence in her eyes, which I did not believe in.I looked at the Addison woman closely. She was just the type of woman Anthony always went for when he needed a quick fuck. She was slim with curves, long blonde hair, a pretty face with big blue eyes and a pretty smile. She was everything people and Anthony called his type, and she was going to replace me?“What do you mean?” I asked and sighed.No, I could not have this conversation with them in the room with us.I turned around and looked at Trent with a look in my eyes. I needed to speak to him alone, without
Sandy’s POV“I want my own room,” I announced, stopping Anthony in his tracks as he showed me the last bedroom.“Huh?” He turned around and on his face was a look of shock. “Your room? Why… I mean, we could–”I scoffed. “You told me yesterday how you want things to end and how you need things to be from now on, so tell me why we should share a room, Anthony? This marriage is a contract, isn’t it? Which means, there is no reason for us to share a room, unless we have guests sleeping over. Then we can pretend to be the happy couple that is madly in love with each other.”I wanted him to feel hurt by his stupid decision just as I was and with the flash of something in his eyes, I knew that he was, which made me very satisfied with myself.“Sandy.” He sighed and took a step toward me. “I… Okay…Fine. That will even be better because that way we can form self-control, seeing we have now had sex.”Anthony cleared his throat and turned his body away from me. He motioned at the door across the
Sandy’s POVBefore I could stop myself, I slapped him across the cheek, hard. My palm stung, which satisfied me. The anger burning inside me made me ignore the guilt I was feeling for hitting him. It was wrong of me to hit a person, whether man or woman but I couldn’t help it. He was hurting me, and I didn’t know what to do or how to react to what was happening.Anthony rubbed the spot where I had slapped and turned his body away. I glared at every move he made until he faced me with a softness in his eyes. I didn’t want to falter, not yet until he explained to me why he was acting this way all of a sudden.“I don’t have anything to say to you anymore, Sandy. I already told you what I wanted to do. I have been trying to summon the will to say this to you without hurting you,” he said and rubbed the red mark on his cheek. “Damn, you hit hard.”I was speechless as I replayed what he said seconds ago. He wanted us to stop something we just started. What happened to all those words he tol
Sandy’s POVOur honeymoon was coming to an end. After spending days, having the time of our lives, we were going back to reality, at least, that was what my brain termed it as. What Anthony and I had here was simply a fantasy. Everything that had gone on since we arrived here was all because of responsibility and our new rule in the contract binding our new lives.Once we get back, we would go back to what took most of our time. Anthony was a workaholic; he was probably going to bury himself in work while I did the same. I was nervous and worried about how our sexual relationship was going to turn out. It was a different thing when we were here and would be something that involved clarity once we got back.I dropped the magazine I was staring at when Anthony walked into the room while on a call with someone. When I heard what the conversation was about, I rolled my eyes. Of course, he was back to working even when we were leaving the hotel tomorrow. Even I, his assistant, barely knew
Anthony’s POVI poured in everything I was feeling into the kiss while my hands touched every part of her body, yearning to feel her skin. My heart was ramming fast, my mind was haywire with so many emotions and my body was at the top of a high place, reveling in the sensation of having her, of feeling her body on mine.I pulled away from her lips and kissed her cheek then kissed my way to her jaw, then to her neck. I cupped her face and settled myself between her legs then propped my weight on my elbow before kissing her neck. I moaned at the taste of her skin and ran my tongue on her neck, which made her grind into my cock with a whimper. I smirked at the reaction and bit her flesh softly, nibbling at the skin.Sandy moaned even more and held the back of my head then gave me more access to her neck by tilting it. I gave her neck an open-mouthed kiss, kissing her flesh passionately as if it was her soft lips. I wanted to paint her skin with my marks, I wanted any man who saw her beau
Anthony’s POVI gulped hard when she suddenly straddled me on the bed. She pressed her hands to my chest and forced me to lay flat on my back then settled down on my cock, which stirred underneath the flaps of my robe. I could feel blood rushing to my cock and feel the familiar heat of horniness in my body as she smiled down at me, looking like a sexy devil with bad thoughts in her head for me.Sandy placed her hands on both sides of my head and brought her face closer to mine. I couldn’t help but hold her waist and pull her closer to me then stare at her lips. I wanted to feel them on mine, to kiss them and make them one with mine. I was addicted to kissing those soft and sweet lips of hers so much that I could kiss them every second of my life without getting tired.“You want a kiss, pretty boy?” She asked and I nodded. “I can’t hear you.”Damn. She was trying to make me go crazy. This was not my sweet and innocent Sandy. The woman before me was a minx, she was a seductress, and I w
Anthony’s POVI was anticipating what Sandy was going to surprise me with. I was feeling impatient and wanted time to run by so fast. I was so eager to know what she had for me. I wanted to act like there wasn’t anything coming but my mind could not rest.I checked what the time was on my watch and cursed under my breath when I saw it was just five pm on the dot. One more hour to go. This felt like torture, and she was sitting across me like she had not said anything about surprising me. I watched her as she took a bite out of her fries while scrolling through her phone.What was she planning?I sighed and took a sip out of my glass of water then rose to my feet.“Where are you going?” She asked.“I gotta use the restroom. I’ll be right back,” I replied and smiled then walked away.A few minutes later, I arrived in the wing where the restroom was and just as I was about to walk into the men’s restroom, someone grabbed my arm, making me almost trip over my feet. I turned around and gla
Anthony’s POVI woke up to my alarm ringing, reminding me of the fact that my nap time was up. Which had been a good nap time because the last few days had been a good one for me. Which consisted of a good lack of sleep that came from being with my wife.I grabbed my phone and turned off the alarm then rolled onto my back and sighed. I stared at my reflection in the mirror on the ceiling and my mind immediately flashed to when I had Sandy on the bed, making her feel good under it. My head got filled with the memories of her thrashing under me, writhing in pleasure, crying out my name.The look on her face and the way her body would contort when she was in pleasure made me want to go mad with want for her. When she looked at me with those pretty blue eyes of hers and parted lips, it made my body high with lust. No woman had made me feel this way before and I felt bad for not having her sooner but at the same time, it would mean I was using her like other women, which was something she