Brianna sat up on the bed as she saw us gathered in the room. With a weak smile on her face, she had tried to welcome us. Her leg was cast due to the injury from the accident, and so was her neck as she was wearing a cervical collar. I was yet to be told what accident it was, but it seemed to have been pretty bad as she had bruises in a few places. “Brianna, I am so glad you are all right,” I exclaimed as I rushed to sit next to the side of her bed. I know I can dislike her sometimes for a host of reasons, but Brianna was the best person beside me in my heart, and she got this because of how she has stuck by me in times I did try to push her away. "Oh, now you care for her,” Melissa said, folding her arms. “Thank you all for coming to see me, Melissa, Louisa, and Miles." Brianna's smile increased as she said Miles name. She continued with that same energy. “Scarlett and my baby,” she said with much enthusiasm at the end as she opened her arms for Christian to jump in. "Brianna, dea
“So that is why you got me coffee,” I remarked with a grin at Seth’s statement that the weather has been cold today. “Is it still... oh, it is already cold,” I said, feeling the coffee in my hand.“I could get you another one; I didn’t even know the type of coffee you liked, so I got the one I preferred,” Seth said.“So which did you prefer?”“Caffe latte; it is written on the body with your name on it, Mrs. Thatcher." Seth rolled out my name with a teasing smile. I was shocked that we both liked the same coffee, but I wasn’t going to tell him that."Ah, good thing it is cold then. I would have loved an Americano, but a latte is like my second choice, so I will give you an E for effort,” I said playfully, trying to hide my laugh.“An E?” Seth stressed out, sounding disappointed, and it was more funnier that way. &l
Michael lifted me and made me sit on his lap as we went back to kissing again. I felt my body igniting those tingly sensations, but it wasn’t long-lasting; it kept coming and going at the same time, maybe because I had grown too tired of the kisses and wanted more from him.Michael slid his hand under my shirt while maintaining eye contact. He unclasped my bra, and I felt my nipple raise with the slight touch of his fingers. Michael took his time watching me plead with my eyes. I was on the verge of taking his hands and just making him grab them.At that same moment, Michael's phone vibrated from his pocket. He took it out, and on seeing the caller, he suddenly became serious. He held my lips to keep silent while he took the call.Whoever it seemed to be more important than me, I grew tired of waiting as I lost momentum and just slid my way out of his laps and sat on the chair. He hung up soon after, and by then I had
A thudding sound was made as I fell to the ground, quickly picking myself up and pressing both legs to stop the heat I felt. There was no one in the room—no Seth, no Michael. Just me.I had a sensual dream and one with Seth.I was going insane at this as I ran to the bathroom to throw cold water on my body, hoping I would wash off those wild thoughts from my mind, but it only made things worse.As I bathed again, I remembered the dream again and began touching myself, thinking of Seth’s face: “You know you want me." Seth’s voice came around me again, and I couldn’t resist biting my lips as I relaxed my back on the wall and began fingering myself, imagining he was the one doing this to me.I continued until I orgasmed, breathing hard as I suddenly had a wave of disgust flush over me.I washed my body as I got out of the shower, wore my robe, and went to the terrace.
I was completely freaking out, having no exact clue how I would be able to manage this at all.Pretend like nothing happened; pretend like nothing happened...He didn't see anything; nothing was seen...You have this Scarlett; all you have to do is summon courage and face him, pretend as if nothing happened, and make him feel guilty for entering your room without permission.Or I thought it would be."Scarlett, I thought you wanted to get Brianna a glass of water?" Vanessa asked as I came down the stairs with a different outfit from what I wore earlier. She noticed and proceeded to ask, "Did something happen? Why did you need an outfit change?"It was as if I had a box of lies stored in my head for urgent need as I replied immediately, "I spilled water on my shirt when I was bringing Brianna's water; I will get it now," I said."That won't be necessary; I already
Night had fallen by the time I woke up. I turned to the side to find Michael resting. I didn’t even notice he had returned from work, and he also didn’t try to wake me up at all; he probably didn’t want to disturb me.“Michael,” I checked from my end if he was fully asleep, and he answered weakly, “Hmm.”Michael sat up as he held my hand. “You finally woke up; I thought you were going to sleep through the next day.""Noooo, I only wanted to rest for a few minutes; I even missed my spa appointment. Are you just returning?” I asked about cleaning my eyes to get rid of my sleepy eyes.“An hour ago, yes,” Michael answered. “I cleared out my desk today at the office."“You did what?!” I sat up, drawing closer to him. I felt a sudden surge of rage overcome me as my forehead furrowed. “What do you mean you cleared out you
I hastily went down the stairs, as Vanessa had come to tell me in the room that Michael had been requesting it for me and that it was urgent. The frown on my face when I realized I had been tricked.“Come here." Michael held my arm and pulled me closer into the circle of conversation going on between him, Seth, Bella, and somewhat Carmela; she was standing around there as well.I froze as I was reminded of that day Seth had seen me like it was yesterday—it was yesterday.“Mrs. That—” I thought I heard Seth almost say before Bella happily jumped in and greeted instead.“Good morning,” I answered, still trying to keep my composure while trying to avoid Seth’s gaze, which I must say was pretty, very hard.Michael went straight to the point, which caught me off-guard, as he said, “My wife and I were thinking of inviting the two of you to our island this
Doctor Benedict took a quick checkup on him and was able to tell us that Leo was completely fine and just needed some rest. He will, of course, stay till he has woken up, but in the mean time, he was absolutely fine.“It is my fault,” I declared as I began crying.“It is not your fault, dear; we were all pushing him too hard." Michael calmed down, but it didn’t help because I cried even more, leaving myself to sit on the couch.I could only of course blame myself; I was the one who called his hobby thrash and should focus more on studying than drawing random characters on his notepad. It is my fault he is this way, and I can only continue to feel bad until he is alright.I am such a bad mother.How can I be angry at my mother for treating me badly when I am just as the same? Leo must have been suffering, and I didn’t just see it; he shouldn’t have to push himself extr