I went through the next several days in a bit of a haze. I made it to work on time, but I wasn’t fully engaged. I just wanted to curl up in bed and sleep for a week.When I saw Kim and grandma Kris walk into my office, I knew they were staging some sort of intervention. I didn’t want either of them to worry, and I was touched that they both cared so much, but I wasn’t ready to be my usual, perky self. I tried to come up with some words to let them know that I would be okay, but I just needed some time to heal.“You know we love you.” It was Kim who spoke. “But you have to snap out of this funk.” She moved to put her arms around both of us and we stood in a three-way hug.“Maybe the four of us should have a fun night together. We could rent a movie, order pizza, and drink martinis at my place.” Stacy said as she joined us, She turned to Kim and asked, “Do you think Biggie would give you the evening off?”"I've told you countless times to come work for me, so you can take days off anyti
He tipped his head back to look deeply into my eyes as he entered me. His beautiful green eyes were slightly obscured by his thick, black eyelashes. I watched his pupils dilate, almost hiding the sea foam green rims, as he pressed his impressive length into me. I relished the thought that my body excited him. His body’s physical reactions proved that he wanted me, desired me.We were on my bed, completely naked, our bodies melded together. He was heavy on top of me, and it felt glorious. My body was on fire, my skin burning in each spot where we touched. It wasn’t enough. I wanted more. I entwined my body completely around his, wrapping my arms and legs tightly around him, pulling him closer, deeper.I lifted my head to brush tender kisses along his neck and trailed my tongue along his collarbone. I caught a glimpse of us in the mirror of my rarely used vanity where I kept the stash of makeup that I applied only on special occasions. We looked like one entity. His skin was a few shade
As I rose from my bed in the morning, the thoughts of my dream lingered in my mind, leaving me curious about the mysterious figure my subconscious had chosen for me. The fear of making the wrong choice weighed heavily on me, especially considering the possibility of not having a second chance to decide. The impending visit to the doctor for a test to identify the father of my child loomed ahead, adding to my anxiety. The notion of letting my unborn child make the decision, as some believe babies are conscious beings.Approaching the mirror, I gazed at my reflection, focusing on my tummy to detect any signs of a protruding belly. As I spoke softly to the little life growing inside me, expressing my anticipation and love, "Hello dear, hope you're doing well in their, today we're going to find out who daddy is, are you excited because I am, just a little bit nervous" a sense of warmth filled me after our interaction.I walked inside the bathroom to take a warm soothing shower, I choose c
The soft glow of candlelight danced across the elegant tablecloth of the upscale restaurant, casting a warm ambiance over the scene. I sat nervously, my fingers tracing invisible patterns on the linen as Kim and I waited for Devin and Devon, the identical twin brothers that I loved deeply. I couldn't shake the guilt that weighed heavy on my heart, knowing I had betrayed their trust by indulging in a forbidden affair with both brothers. But now, as I felt the subtle flutter of life within me, I knew I had to come clean about my pregnancy and the tangled web of deception that had led me to this moment.As Devin and Devon approached the table, my breath caught in my throat. They were mirror images of each other, from the way they walked with confident strides to the identical twinkle in their dark eyes. But I knew there was a storm brewing beneath their composed exteriors, a storm that she had unwittingly ignited."Kylie," Devin greeted me with a warm smile as he took his seat beside me
The words hung in the air, heavy and final. Devin took a step closer to me, his hand reaching out to rest on my shoulder, a gesture that was meant to be comforting but only seemed to intensify the tension in the room."Devon, we need to talk about this rationally," Devin said, his voice calm and measured, though I could hear the underlying tremor of uncertainty."Rationally?" Devon's eyes blazed with anger. "There's nothing rational about this! You always get everything, Devin. Everything!"I felt tears sting my eyes, the weight of the situation pressing down on me. "Please, Devon, I never wanted to hurt you."Devon shook his head, his fists clenched at his sides. "I can't do this. I need to get out of here."Before I could say another word, he turned on his heel and stormed out of the restaurant, the door slamming shut behind him with a resounding thud that echoed through the silence. I sat there, frozen, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to process what had just happened."Ky
Kim stood up, her expression resolute. "I'll keep an eye on Devon. Make sure he's okay. He needs time, but he'll come around.""Thank you," I said again, my voice thick with gratitude.After Kim left, Devin and I sat in silence for a while, the weight of the day's events pressing down on us. I leaned my head on his shoulder, finding comfort in his steady presence."I'm scared, Devin," I admitted, my voice barely a whisper. "I'm scared of what this means for all of us."He wrapped his arm around me, holding me close. "I know. But we'll get through this. One step at a time."As the evening wore on, I found myself thinking about everything that had led to this moment. The whirlwind romance with Devin, the unexpected and complicated affair with Devon, and the heart-wrenching decision I had to make. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Love wasn't supposed to hurt this much.The next day, I decided to check on Devon myself. I needed to make sure he was truly okay, to face the pain I had cau
Taking the responsibility of running "Daze Glam Beauty and Cosmetics" was a dream I had cherished for years, a way to pay tribute to my parents' enduring legacy and ensure their memory lived on. But as I stood in my office, staring out at the cityscape, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the world on my shoulders. Between my complicated personal life and the mounting scandals threatening to destroy everything my parents had built, I was stretched to my breaking point.Just then, the soft sound of my office door opening broke through my reverie. I turned to find Stacy, my trusted personal assistant and confidante, entering with a determined air about her."Kylie, we need to have a discussion,"she stated, her voice laced with gravity.I nodded in agreement, motioning for her to take a seat. "I am aware. "I know. Things are getting out of control."Stacy sat down across from me, her expression one of concern. "I've been hearing rumors, and it's not good. There are people in the company
The special guest room buzzed with anticipation, the air thick with the kind of excitement that only comes before a major launch. I glanced at my watch, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and excitement. Today was the day Kora Bradson, the breathtakingly beautiful and wildly popular celebrity model, would be walking through the doors of Daze Glam Beauty and Cosmetics. She was set to model our latest product, the Daze Beauty Super Easy Makeup Remover.As the founder and CEO of Daze Glam, I’ve had my fair share of high-stakes meetings, but there was something uniquely electrifying about today. Kora Bradson wasn’t just any model. She was an icon, a vision of beauty that captivated millions. Her endorsement could take our product from a promising innovation to an overnight sensation.I took a deep breath and adjusted my blazer, smoothing down a few stray hairs. Presentation was everything, especially in this business. My assistant, Stacy, popped her head in, a look of barely contained e