KEIRA’s POVI walked down the hallway of the building, my steps hastening as I was eager to see Clint. Although I had seen him yesterday, I needed to see him again. I needed the comfort he brought.Clutching my shoulder bag, I strode up to Clint’s door, thankful that his receptionist was not at her station, and knocked lightly on his door before twisting the door knob. The door creaked open, and my eyes fell on Clint. My face brightened up at the sight of him. I opened the door further, and I noticed that he was not alone. Before him was a man clothed in a thick black coat. He had his back turned to me as he conversed with Clint.Clint shifted his gaze away from the man and looked up at me. A smile grew on his face, and he rose up from his chair, beckoning me to step in further. I stepped into Clint's office slowly and shut the door behind me as I tried to get a hold of the situation in front of me. Who was this man? Was he one of Clint's clients?"Keira, you are here just in time,"
KEIRA’s POV I gazed out of the window of Clint's car, feeling a bit wistful. The car ride was slow, and none of us said a word to each other. The silence that hung above us, however, was not an uncomfortable one. It was quite soothing, and I did not mind that Clint had not said a word to me.The car came to a stop in front of the traffic light, and my eyes drifted away from the windows and towards Clint. To my surprise, his gaze was on me too. He had a hint of mischief in his eyes, and the corner of his lips was curled up into a smirk."So," he spoke up. "I am dropping you off at your father's place?""Well, yes, that is where I am g-""Or," he cut me short and slid his hands over my thighs. "You could come with me to my place," he smiled.A naughty smile played on my lips. Clint's hand hovered up and down my thighs, enticing me and stirring me up."So? What do you say?" He asked while holding my gaze.I leaned into his and brushed my lips against his ear as I whispered to him. "Well
KEIRA’s POVClint laid on top of me on his bed, penetrating the sleek wetness of my pussy with his fingers. "It wants you," I whispered into his ear. He chuckled, removing his fingers, only to place them on my waist and skate them along my curves. "You can't get enough of me, can you?""Hardly. You are like a drug," I smiled blissfully up at him. Clint pushed himself up and rubbed his shaft against my pussy, already painfully hard. My pussy was glistening and swollen for him, ready for him to stretch and take possession of it. His finger circled my opening before plunging deep inside. I gasped and jerked as his finger circled against my G-spot. "You like that?" he murmured, starting slowly, building up the core. My moans filled the room, and I was grinding back on his hand, rubbing my pussy juices on his finger. There was something about him that made me unhinged. I wanted him to own me. His hands came around me so he could take me by the throat, squeezing with enough pressure fo
KEIRA’s POVThe birds chirping happily outside the window roused me up from my sleep. I groaned as I stretched my body on Clint's king-sized bed. My eyes slid open, and they fell on the other side of the bed, which was empty.I pushed myself into a sitting position and looked around the room, my mind still half asleep. The birds kept chirping, and somehow, I enjoyed the melodious tune they produced. But where was Clint? I turned to the bedside table, and my phone came to view.I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the drowsiness of a long day as I picked up my phone. I decided to give my dad a call just to check up on him and see how he was doing. I dialed his number and held my breath as I waited for him to answer.But there was no answer. I tried again and again, but each time I was met with silence. My heart started to race as I realised something might be wrong. Paranoia clouded my mind instantly. A tight knot began to form in my stomach.I quickly jumped out of bed and went to h
Clint’s POVI sat at the polished conference table, surrounded by the other executives from our company. The room was quiet, save for the gentle hum of air conditioning and the shuffling of papers. Suddenly, the door at the head of the room swung open, and in walked Kane, the owner of our company.The room fell silent as Kane strode confidently to the front of the room. He was a tall, imposing figure with a warm gaze and impeccable suit. He stood at the podium, facing us, and cleared his throat."Gentlemen," he began, his voice echoing in the room. "Thank you for joining me today. As you all know, our company is at a critical juncture. We are facing challenges in the market, and we will need to make some tough decisions in order to move forward."I could feel the tension in the room rising. Kane was known for his cutthroat business tactics, and I knew that this meeting was not going to be an easy one. But as he continued to speak, I was struck by his conviction and his unwavering beli
KEIRA’s POVMy eyes scanned the words written on the book that was spread out on my thighs. It was business gibberish, and quite frankly, I was having a hard time assimilating anything. Even though I had no classes, it did not stop me from studying.Despite the fact that my mental health was crumbling away like worn-out paint. I flipped to the next page and decided to focus. I made myself more comfortable on Clint's fluffy sofa and relaxed into it. My eyes trailed the words, each letter, but my concentration waned thin. My mind instantly drifted away, and I stared at the pages blankly. I forced myself to focus once again, but my attempts were futile. Minutes had passed, and I was still stuck on the first line of the page."This is not working," I muttered and slammed the book shut.I laid my head back on the sofa and exhaled softly through my nostrils. The sound of my phone beeping loudly caught my attention instantly, and my eyes snapped to the table for it.I picked it up, and the
KEIRA’s POVThe loud and incessant ringing of my phone caught my attention instantly. My eyes wandered to my phone, and I picked it up from the table. The words ‘Papa’ were boldly written on my screen, and my eyes lit up instantly.I had been a worried mess ever since he did not answer my calls nor reply to my text. I immediately answered the call and heard his voice boom through the phone."Hey, sweetheart, how are you doing?"I could not contain my excitement and relief from hearing his voice."Papa! You had me so worried. I called you and sent you a text message, but I got no reply!" I whined.I heard him let out a throaty chuckle. "Ah, that was not fair of me, was it? I have just been a bit busy with work and all."Relief crashed over me instantly. I did not mind if he was busy as long as he was okay."Well, that is fine. I was just worried about you.""Mm, and I am sorry for making you worry so much about me. But how are you? And how is Natasha?"My heart sank at the sound of her
CLINT’s POVI inserted my keys and swung the front door open. After a long day at work, coming home to see Keira was going to be the highlight of my day. I could already envision us relaxing and having a nice dinner together.I stepped into the house and I immediately heard loud, thundering footsteps approaching. My lips curled into a small smile. I knew who it was. Keira appeared at the entrance shortly after and her lips slowly widened into a small smile.It was just for a slight second, but I could see her expression was grim. Did something happen to her?"Hey, welcome. You are back earlier than I expected," she grinned and swiped my briefcase, along with the bag containing the chicken salad she had requested for."Are you alright, Keira?" I asked the moment she turned her back on me and began to make her way into the living room.Keira stopped dead in her tracks and spun around. Her eyebrow was cocked, and a puzzled looked was plastered on her face."Yeah, why?""You seem a bit te
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