KEIRA’s POVWhen Clint invited me to his place, I jumped at the opportunity. We were both occupied with work and school and barely had time for each other. I walked into Clint's house, removed my coat, and placed it on the rack."Hey, why don't we eat dinner? I have this new recipe I would like to try. I hope you have enough groceries because-"Clint's large, bulky arms wrapped around my waist, and I felt my back rest against his steely chest."We can talk about food later. What I want to do right now," He whispered into my ear, "is to have you all to myself."His hot breath against my skin was already driving me mad. I spun around and wrapped my arms around his neck. Our eyes met, and the heat between our bodies began to build up."Then, I will serve myself on a platter, just for you," I cooed.A low, hungry growl escaped his lips, and before I could blink, his lips crashed on mine. He hungrily laced his tongue with mine, and his wet, liquid kiss drove my mind into a maelstrom.His
CLINT’s POVMy eyes cracked open as I felt the sun's warmth on my skin. My eyes registered the ceiling first until I slowly turned to my side and saw Keira sleeping soundly beside me. Her hair was sprawled on the pillow, and her face looked peaceful. I could not help but stare at her momentarily, admiring her beauty.Keira was stunningly beautiful, with a face that could launch a thousand ships. Her lips were plump and pink, and I loved the way they looked when she smiled. But what really caught my attention was her body. She was curvy in all the right places, and her skin looked smooth and soft.Since it was the weekend, I planned to take Keira to the park on a surprise date. After a long week of unending problems, I wanted Keira to relax and let loose.I slowly reached out to trace the outline of her face, feeling the warmth of her skin against my fingertips. She stirred a little, her eyes sliding slowly."Mmm, Clint?" She mumbled."Good morning, sleepy head," I said gently, a smile
KEIRA’s POVI slammed the door shut behind me, feeling a sense of regret wash over me. Clint's invitation was tempting, and I would have jumped at it before he even asked, but my promise to Natasha kept ringing in my head.I was barely at home most of the time, and she had asked that we eat dinner together, seeing as it had been a long time since we had done that. I let out a sigh and removed my bag from my shoulder.As I approached the living room, I heard Natasha's voice booming from the living room."Oh yeah! Do not forget to take some pictures and bring some souvenirs back with you," she giggled.She sounded rather giddy. Who on earth was she talking to? Had she gotten a boyfriend or something?"Alright, I will talk to you later, Brendon."My heart skipped a beat. Brendon? Was she talking to Brendon?I walked into the living room, and Natasha paused. She had been roaming in front of the couch with a phone to her ear. The bright smile on her face died down, and the phone slid down
KEIRA’s POV"Hey, are you asleep already? I really miss you right now."I read the text repeatedly, my cheeks flaming hot as I flushed. It was a text from Clint that sparked a fire in my heart. Absent-mindedly, I took off my apron and gloves.Picking up my phone and headed up to my room. I shut the door behind me immediately and flopped down on the bed. My fingers began clicking away as I texted back."What a coincidence; I miss you too." I texted back.A few seconds later, Clint texted back."I am glad. I wish you could have followed me back to my place, though.""Hmm, why?""Is that not obvious? I wanted to ravish your body. You are the only thought that has occupied my mind."I bit my lips as a surge of desire ran through me."Do you...still feel that way right now?" I texted.The chat went dead for a few minutes until Clint's message popped up on my screen."Definitely, I crave you right now,"I swallowed hard and began to type. "Me too."Clint did not text back for minutes, and i
KEIRA’s POV As I walked into Clint's office, I felt excitement creeping up my spine. I could not shake off the atrocious things we had said and did yesterday. My eyes found Clint, who was nose deep in paperwork as he sat behind his desk. His eyes moved to me, and I felt my heart skip a million beats.I took a seat on the couch. Today just felt noticeably different, and I knew why."Hey Keira, how is it going?" Clint asked with a warm smile.He looked so comfortable sitting there. Was I the only one reliving the memories of last night? Did it affect only me? The thought made me a little sad. I had expected him to fret about it, just like I did. "I am alright, I guess," I replied and blushed."So, how has life been treating you lately?" he asked, getting straight to the point.I let out a sigh and decided to push those thoughts aside. It was time for therapy."I don't know. It's just been stressful. I still feel anxious about taking over my father's company. It is a huge responsibil
KEIRA’s POVFear. I could feel the utter fear consume my entire being. Face to face with me was a man I had never expected to see. I was frozen, petrified, unable to speak or move. I still remembered the outline of his face like it was yesterday. His jet-black was slicked back, complimenting his golden brown eyes. He looked older now, from the last time I had seen him. He had an overgrown, scruffy beard on his chin now. As I kept my gaze on him, my heart pounded in my chest, and my palms were sweaty. I felt sick to my stomach, and I could barely breathe. I wished the earth would open up and swallow me this instant.What was Calvin doing here? It felt like I was dreaming as I stared at my stepbrother. "How do you do, Keira?" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.How could he ask me that question when he knew very well how I have been doing?I could feel the anger and fear rising inside me, but I tried my best to remain calm. "What do you want, Calvin?" I asked, my voice shakin
CLINT’s POVI walked into the meeting room, the sound of my footsteps echoing against the polished floor. The room was spacious, with floor-to-ceiling windows on one side that offered a breathtaking view of the city skyline. The walls were painted a muted shade of blue, and the large oval table in the centre of the room was surrounded by plush leather chairs.Kane was already seated at the head of the table, along with several other investors. I took my seat next to Kane and waited for the meeting to begin. After a few minutes of small talk, Kane cleared his throat and called the meeting to order."I have called you all here today because I have an important announcement to make," Kane began, his voice commanding attention. "As you all know, I am not getting any younger, and it is time for me to start thinking about my successor."The room fell silent as everyone leaned forward, eager to hear who Kane had chosen to take over his empire."I am proud to announce that my daughter, Keira,
KEIRA’s POVI walked down the hallway of my department building, Natasha walking right beside me. There was this feeling etched at the back of my neck, running down my spine. Was it fear? I could not help but feel like someone was watching me and following me every step. My mind slipped deep in thought, replaying the encounter I had with my stepbrother, Calvin, over and over again.Calvin had appeared before me after years of being absent and had threatened me to hand over my father's company to him on a platter. The worst part was the dirt he had on me. Thinking about it made me sick to my stomach. I was shaken up by the encounter, and my anxiety was only growing with each step I took.What was I going to do? According to him, I had one week to give him an answer. I was stuck in a dilemma, unable to do anything. Should I hand over the company? Or do I let him share the picture of Clint and I to the media?The thought of that made all the blood drain from my face. That was not an op
KEIRAWhy was this happening? Why was she here?I looked at Martha with wide eyes, and a surge of fear and anxiety washed over me. I had been worried that she might try to crash our wedding, and now that fear seemed to be coming true. But then I turned to Clint, seeking reassurance and answers in his eyes.He shot me a confident smile and whispered, "Don't worry my love, I've got this under control." His words eased some of the tension in my chest, and I knew I could trust him to handle the situation.Without missing a beat, Clint pulled out his phone and made a call. My heart raced as I wondered what he was doing, but I knew he had a plan.Within minutes, the atmosphere seemed to shift. Police officers appeared, surrounding the area discreetly. My eyes widened in surprise, my eyes darting from one patrol car to the other.As Martha continued to stand there, looking stunned by the sudden turn of events, Clint stepped forward with a determined expression."Martha," he said firmly, "I k
KEIRA As I stood in the dressing room, gazing at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and anticipation. Today was the day I had been waiting for, the day I would marry Keira and officially make her mine.I adjusted the lapels of my navy blue suit, feeling the smooth fabric against my fingertips. The tailored cut hugged my frame perfectly, giving me a sense of confidence and elegance. The crisp white shirt peeking out from under the suit jacket added a touch of classic charm.I ran a hand through my hair, making sure it was perfectly styled. I wanted to look my best for Keira, to show her just how much she meant to me.As I looked at myself in the mirror, my thoughts drifted to Keira. I pictured her in the stunning wedding gown she had chosen, looking radiant and breathtaking. The image of her smiling at me, her eyes filled with love and happiness, made my heart skip a beat.I took a deep breath, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. As I sto
KEIRAMy eyes fluttered open as I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. To my surprise, I found Clint standing there, his eyes filled with warmth and a wide smile gracing his lips. I couldn't help but mirror his smile, feeling a sense of comfort and joy at the sight of him."Good morning," he said softly, his voice carrying an air of excitement and anticipation. "Come with me, I have a surprise for you."Still half awake, I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Why are you waking me up like this?" I mean, waking up to him was good, but I felt like I still needed some extra hours in bed.He shook his head, his smile never faltering. "Nothing's wrong, I promise. Just trust me and come with me."I cocked my eyebrow at him, curious, but skeptical about what was making him so giddy.Without warning, Clint took my hand in his and pulled me out of the bed."Hey, slow down," I giggled as he pulled me all the way out of the room.He led me down the stairs, and as soon as I stepped into the livi
CLINTI went owl-eyed as I stared at Martha, who gave me an unreadable look. As I looked at her, a mixture of anger and frustration surged within me. I couldn't believe she had followed me to the shop, invading the private and joyful moment I had been savouring.Or maybe I was starting to get used to this, Martha and showing up to ruin things as though she hadn't ruined enough things for me already. After ruining more than five years of my life, I was more than certain that she was sent straight from Hades to steal any chance of happiness that I could get. It's not like I was going to let her, though.I watched as her eyes trailed to the bag in my hand, and before I could react, she spoke with a bitter tone, "So, you came here to shop for a ring. I guess you're serious about getting married to that woman."I gritted my teeth to maintain my composure, but her words stung like a sharp knife. "Martha, this is none of your business," I said firmly, my voice laced with irritation. She di
CLINTI slowly reached out, holding the pregnancy test in my hands. The word "positive" was displayed clearly before my eyes, and I was struck with a mix of emotions that left me stunned. I blinked, trying to process the reality of what I was seeing. A surge of happiness bubbled up inside me, intertwined with a sense of uncertainty.My heart raced, and my mind raced even faster. The thought of Keira, the woman I loved, carrying our child was both thrilling and overwhelming. We had talked about a future together, but this was a new level of commitment and responsibility, and it left me feeling a bit unsteady.As I stood in the bathroom, I realised that the entire trajectory of our lives had shifted in an instant. Parenthood was a journey I hadn't been prepared for, but seeing the positive result brought an unexpected joy that I couldn't ignore.There was a certain glow of happiness that spread through me. Yet, at the same time, a question echoed in my mind – were we truly ready for thi
KEIRA As I slowly opened my eyes, a wave of pain washed over me, centred in my head. My vision was hazy, but as it cleared, I realised I was back in the beach house, lying in a bed. Memories of last night began to flood back, and I winced as I recalled the intensity of the dancing and laughter, followed by my sudden sickness.My head throbbed relentlessly, and I tried to sit up, only to be met with a rush of dizziness. My body felt weak and unsteady like it had never before. Nausea twisted in the pit of my stomach, threatening to overwhelm me.For a moment, I lay still, taking deep breaths, trying to steady myself. The events of last night seemed like a whirlwind, and I couldn't quite grasp what had caused me to feel this way. My hand instinctively reached for my forehead, feeling the clamminess of my skin.I closed my eyes, trying to regain my composure. "What is happening to me?" I murmured to myself, my voice weak.My head still ached as I grabbed my phone, deciding to look up m
CLINTEven though I had been able to give Keira three orgasms from when we left the restaurant, I knew that we still had to talk, and the look on my little girl's face was the only confirmation that I needed. Damn Martha. The dimly lit bar provided a somber backdrop to the tension that hung between us. As we sipped our wine in silence, the weight of unspoken words weighed heavily on my heart. It was Keira who broke the stillness, her voice soft and hesitant."What's going on, Clint?" she asked, her eyes searching mine for answers.I took a deep breath, knowing I couldn't keep the truth from her any longer. "Martha has been sending me texts," I admitted, my voice tinged with discomfort. "She said she missed me and wanted to talk."If I had my way, I would keep it from Keira so that she would not have to worry about something as trivial as Martha's annoying feelings. But since it had come to this, there was no hiding anything again. Without a word, I pulled out my phone and showed he
KEIRA"I should not be doing this," I mumbled to myself as I got out of the cab and then covered the remaining distance by foot. My heart pounded in my chest as I stood outside, pacing anxiously around Clint's car. His abrupt departure from the house had taken me by surprise, and something inside me urged me to follow him. I was tired of him hiding things from me, tired of feeling left in the dark. Especially when it felt like something that would affect both of us. Instinct took over, and without a second thought, I walked towards the restaurant he had driven to. Through the glass window, I saw him seated with a woman, her face all too familiar – his ex-wife, Martha, nothing prepared me for this and the sight hit me like a dagger to the heart. My heart clenched tightly and I took a deep breath to relieve the pain that was slamming at me from every part of my body. Was Martha the reason why he had been acting all weird? What was going on between them? I watched as they converse
CLINTI stood in the dimly lit room, my phone held tightly in my hands, my gaze fixed on the screen for what seemed like an eternity. Keira's voice interrupted my trance, pulling me back to the present."Clint, what's the problem? You've been staring at your phone for a while now."I blinked, trying to compose myself, but my mind was already racing. "I... I'll be back," I replied, my voice hurried and distracted. Without giving her a chance to respond, I abruptly left the room, a sense of urgency propelling me forward.Frantically, I grabbed my coat from the hanger and fumbled for my car keys. I needed to move, to do something, anything, to find the answers that eluded me. The weight of the unknown burdened my thoughts, and I couldn't ignore the gnawing feeling that something was going to go wrong.As I rushed to my car, my heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of my hurried footsteps."Clint!" I heard Keira call out my name. The worry and panic in her voice were impossible t