17. I am Here, BellaEthanMy heart felt heavy with lead as I drove around aimlessly. Kiara was pregnant with my child. Our baby. We had created a small life on the night of prom when we had made love with each other. My eyes welled up and I wiped a tear with my sleeve. I parked the car in the garage and turned off the engine. Kiara was probably inside her room, crying for the unborn baby she couldn’t save and blaming herself. I knew her too well to know that she was blaming all this on herself. Fuck.I would have been a father right now. Would she have told me if she knew that she was pregnant? She would have. She would have flown back to New York to tell me she was pregnant. But she wasn’t. I don’t know how she coped with the pain of losing a baby all alone. I wonder if this was the first time she was telling anyone else.I needed to be with her. I couldn’t stand her blaming herself for everything.With my feet padding against the floor, I opened the door and clenched my jaw. She
18. Pancakes for DinnerKiaraMy fingers pressed on the cool black and white keys of the piano, soft melody pouring out of it. I closed my eyes and breathed out as I played the last notes, ending the music with soft strokes. I smiled when his lips pressed on the crook of my neck. “That was beautiful,” he whispered, his hands running on my waist, warming my body. I pressed a chaste kiss on his lips, “Thank you. What’s for dinner?” After telling Ethan about the miscarriage, I had a one-on-one session with Doctor Sabrina. As I had expected, I cried and came back home refreshed. Ethan had cuddled me to sleep that night, and I remember waking up in the middle of the night to see my hands clutching his t-shirt tightly. Somehow, letting him know about the truth had made us get closer to each other. He didn’t hate me.Closing the fallboard, I turned to him, loving the way his eyes smiled at me. Blue and green melting in his piercing orbs. “What do you want to eat?”“Pancakes.”A hearty ch
19. I Like YouEthanSeeing Kiara’s gorgeous face crumble at the sight of her mother’s painting stung my heart, but it soothed on its own when I noticed that her tears were happy tears. I rubbed her back when she gazed at the last painting, her amber eyes taking in each stroke and swirl of the paint. I was captivated by her. Kiara. My Kiara. Fuck, how badly I wanted her to be mine. I clenched my jaw and tried to control the urge of spilling out how much I wanted her. Not just regarding her body, although I was very much in love with her shape. I wanted her the way I have always wanted her since I watched her apply cherry Chapstick on her first date with that asshole Paul who broke her heart when she was thirteen. I had hated the way she had dressed up for him and wanted to take her for an ice cream date with me instead.But I knew I couldn’t have her. So, I would rather cherish these brief moments with her and do anything to see that beautiful smile on her lips with a dimple. I w
20. She Loves HimKiaraI bit my bottom lip, my fingers clutching my handbag tightly. I told the taxi driver the directions to Ethan’s home. I had been waiting for Ethan to pick me up when Liam had called me. I was not expecting to hear that Ethan had injured himself. He didn’t give me many details, just that he was alright, and the personal doctor was treating him at his home. Tipping the driver, I rushed out of the taxi and entered the house. My heartbeat was pounding when I saw Liam and another man in a suit with a stethoscope around his neck sitting on the couch. “Where’s Ethan?” I breathed, “Is he okay?” Liam gave me a small smile as the doctor explained that he got a rotator cuff injury which was a common injury in swimmers. He would have inflammation in his injured shoulder for a few days and wouldn’t be able to swim for a couple of weeks. I thanked him when he took his leave after prescribing a painkiller and asked to ice his shoulder twice a day and call him if the pain wo
21. Two Hours of PleasureEthan“So are you guys dating?” My hand squeezed Kiara’s underneath the table when Jake looked between us, my jaw clenching. When Kiara received a call from him yesterday, she decided that it would be a good idea to talk it out with him. Kiara wanted me beside her and I couldn’t refuse.“Why would it matter to you?” I said, my voice cold and clipped. His blue eyes softened. “You’re right, it shouldn’t. I . . . I wanted to apologize for acting like a jerk that day, Kiara. For not telling you about Ben or Stacy.” The waiter interrupted us yet again for the umpteenth time asking if we needed any more water or wine. I should’ve known meeting him at a restaurant for lunch was a bad idea. I was sure the waiter wanted nothing more but the latest gossip. Looks like all three of us are going to be in tomorrow’s celebrity headlines. When the waiter left, Kiara replied, “I wish you had told me earlier. But it doesn’t matter now. I hope you are mending things with he
22. You Look Like Heaven KiaraI didn’t know how long it had been since Ethan left me like that, but it felt like it had been hours. He had turned on the vibrator which was pressed tightly against my throbbing clitoris and the worst part was that I couldn’t orgasm. I knew I was soaking wet, but he had made sure I was on the edge the whole time. I tried to move my hips or rub my legs for some friction so I could come and end this torture, but I couldn’t. I clenched the cloth in my hand.Is he going to make me suffer like this and keep me on edge for two hours?My muffled moans of frustration echoed in the room, my hands of no use. I bit down the rubber ball in my mouth and tried to hear anything other than the cruel vibrations swirling inside and over my most intimate part. Nothing. Sometimes I would feel the vibration of the vibrator inside me increase and I would buck for an orgasm, but it would die down as fast as it had started.I was sexually pissed off at Ethan, but then again,
23. How’s the View?EthanIt was, dare I say, funny to watch Kiara squirm the entire ride to my mothers’ house. She kept wriggling in the seat, biting her lips, sighing and clutching my hand. I had to bite my lip from chuckling when she glared at me, gripping my hand. I was sure that she wanted to bite my head off.I had woken her up with my tongue lapping over her wet cavern, groaning at her delicious feminine taste. But I wanted to tease her to the edge, so when she cried out that she would do anything to make her come, my mind went to the gutter. Today was Eveline’s birthday, and we were driving to my moms’ house. I had wrapped Kiara as my own personal gift. After showering, I had taken care of patting her body dry with a towel and applied lotion all over her body without making any sex jokes or innuendos. It was a turn on for both of us to let me touch her in such an intimate way. It also meant that she had gone halfway into her subspace, and it made my ego boost that her body a
PART FOUR“I want a soccer team.”24. A SurpriseKiaraI was feeling nauseated for about a week, and Ethan was convinced that I had eaten too much cake at his sister’s birthday. But you don’t puke, have migraines and tender breasts if it’s food poisoning. Yes, maybe it is food poisoning. I was throwing up as soon as I woke up and didn’t let Ethan massage my aching breasts with coconut oil which was saying a lot.But, deep down, I knew it was something else.“Do you want me to drop you off?” I snapped back to reality when I heard Ethan’s deep voice when he entered the kitchen. He was wearing a soaking grey t-shirt and sweatpants, a towel around his neck.I ate my cereal and shook my head. “It’s fine. I need to contact the editor and see that apartment I was talking about.” A few days ago, a landlord contacted me asking me about the apartment I had seen after the breakup with Jake. Ethan would come with me if I wanted, but he was going to talk with his agent and Mr. Stone.So, the reas
Bonus Scene TenEthan“How are you feeling now?” I asked Kiara who was lying down on the hospital bed wincing now and then because of the contractions. She tried to give me a reassuring smile, “I am okay, just waiting to hold them in my arms.” I kissed her forehead, smiling down at her beautiful brown gold eyes. “I will be right here, Bella. It’s going to be okay.” Squeezing her hand, I sat beside her, talking to her in whispers. Kiara’s water had broke the night before after dinner and we had settled in the hospital room, the nurse had mentioned that it will take a while before she can give birth as her diameter wasn’t wide enough. That was twenty-four hours ago. The twins were definitely taking time coming into the world. I made sure she was as relaxed as possible, feeding her and holding her when she got afraid, thinking about our previous miscarriages. My mothers arrived and talked with her while her teary-eyed father watched her from the distance, congratulating me. “Babe…”
Bonus Scene NineKiara“Baby please,” I begged, pouting and batting my lashes at my husband who was busy making a tie. “You won’t be late for the meeting, you know how much I want you.” The babies kicked at my stomach, making me caress my growing belly while I shamelessly ogled at Ethan. His tan skin and the way his shirt stretched over his shoulders. The same shoulders where my legs had stayed last night until he had made me cum with his mouth, ordering me to play with my nipples while he tongue fucked me to oblivion. He looked up at me with narrowed eyes which grew softer seeing me caress my heavily pregnant stomach. He walked closer and kissed my stomach, the babies kicking again, knowing their daddy’s touch. Ethan smiled and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips, making me frown. “No, Kiara,” he said sternly. “You said that last week and I was an hour late to the meeting.”“That was not my fault,” I argued back. “We had a quickie and then you told me—no, you ordered me to stay stil
Bonus Scene EightEthanAfter the dinner, three of us sat together for a while, drinking wine and listening to Khalid talk about his country. As he told us about the highly proficient education system, I pointed Kiara not to have another glass of wine. I didn’t want her to drink too much for what we were going to do later that night. I had promised her we would do anything she wanted, and I wanted to keep that promise. Only if both of us were sober. Khalid left, giving me a hug and congratulating both of us again. After thanking the staff for the delicious food, we went upstairs hand in hand. The sexual tension of what would happen next hovered heavily between us.I kept glancing at Kiara from the corner of my eye when she stripped out of her dress and wearing a flimsy white robe that did nothing to hide her beautiful curves. I had to control myself when she went to do her nighttime routine and joined her to brush my teeth in sweatpants. “Are you going to tell me what you want, Bell
Bonus Scene SevenKiaraI couldn’t handle the dry heat anymore and by the sound of sand and heavy wind, I had figured that we were in some type of dessert. I squeezed Ethan’s hand just to be relieved that he was still sitting beside me in the car. “Come on, Ethan, tell me where are we going,” I asked him, touching the blindfold around my eyes which he had tied when we landed on the ‘surprise’ place from a private plane. “I know it’s some type of dessert.” “Wait a little longer,” he said, his voice husky and sounding deeper than before. “Have patience, Bella.” I tried to relax in the leather seat but I couldn’t, shifting nervously and fumbling with my fingers on the lap. I wanted to know where he was taking me. I wanted to know what the surprise was. I wanted to see him, my Ethan. I wanted to kiss him and make love to him. The past few days after our Indian wedding, we were busy with having everything ready for our honeymoon trip and Ethan wouldn’t tell me where we were going. He ev
Bonus Scene SixEthan“You look like an Indian Prince, sweetheart,” my mom said, helping me with the red turban I had to wear with the red and golden shervani. It stretched over my broad shoulders and tapered down to my waist, reaching my knees. It was beautiful with intricate designs and patterns of gold. My mom was exaggerations, as most mothers do, but I could feel that I looked special wearing it. Like a Prince or King ready to marry his bride and whisk her away. I wondered how beautiful my Bella would look tonight wearing her bridal lehenga. My mothers had prohibited me from seeing it and Kiara agreed with them. I was suppose to see her at the mandap tonight with everyone else. Sadly, I won’t be able to ask her to remove her underwear like I had during our western wedding because I knew it might make her uncomfortable in the lehenga. Liam, Rio and Volt were ready wearing the similar shades of blue in a shervani with the blue turban. Both of my mothers dotted on them, applying
Bonus Scene FiveEthanI was surrounded by Kiara’s uncles and aunties, pinching my cheeks and applying some kind of turmeric paste on my arms and face and feet. Kiara had mentioned that Haldi ceremony would include strangers applying the paste on your skin with Mango leaves to get glowing skin on the day of wedding, but I didn’t think people would take this so seriously. Liam said that Kiara was getting the same treatment and I hope she was doing okay. Indian traditional music with various classical instruments played in the background, people talking and laughing as they enjoyed themselves with Indian sweets. I was sure that I had gained six pounds just by inhaling the delicious food and snacks that were going around. “Hey.” I asked Liam, “What’s up with you and Deepika? Kiara’s cousin?” His grey eyes turned to me, his eyebrows raising a fraction. “What do you mean?”I rolled my eyes, “Liam, I have known you since you were seven, I noticed—even Kiara did, how you looked at her.”H
Bonus Scene FourKiara“Are you sure you don’t want to drink wine?” Katherine asked, shuffling her gorgeous navy blue bridesmaid dress. “I even snuck in a bottle of gin for you.”Anya shot her a warning look and walked up to stand beside me. She looked stunning with her features sharp, her silky black hair woven in a low bun. “Do you need anything, Kiara?” “No, thank you, Anya. I am feeling a little overwhelmed wearing this dress. It feels unreal,” I ended with a nervous chuckle, my hands smoothening over the white satin of the wedding dress. It hugged the curves of my body and even showed little cleavage. It was modest, but it was stunning. I felt beautiful in it. Anya squeezed my shoulder in reassurance while Katherine told me to take a small gulp of gin. They both started talking about how it was not a good idea for the bride to reek of alcohol on her wedding day, moments before she walks down the aisle. I was too distracted by the nervous flutter in my belly, knowing that I was
Bonus Scene ThreeKiaraMy aunt wanted to talk to me, and sadly, I had to go with her. Ethan was pouting at me when I had to leave. I was sad because I wanted to spend some time with him before the wedding.I bit back my smile and followed my aunt. I still couldn’t believe that I would be Ethan’s wife and he would be my husband. I shivered thinking about sharing my life with that man who looked devilishly handsome in the navy blue kurta waiting for me in my childhood bedroom. My fingers roamed around the rim of my engagement ring. This is real. We are getting married. I had been following my aunt while she introduced to me my entire family which was currently together in dad’s hometown to celebrate Diwali. I might have to ask Ethan to massage my back because it had started aching after bowing so much and accepting everyones blessings. A nervous giggled escaped my throat when an old lady who was my father’s neighbor smacked a kiss on my cheek, holding my head. My aunt held back her l
Bonus Scene TwoEthan“Are you sure?”I cleared my throat and looked at Kiara. She squeezed my hand, nodding reassuringly at her father and grandmother. She looked so fucking beautiful in light makeup, her blood-red lips, the small bindi on her forehead and wearing large earrings, jhumkas, on her ears. Her hair tumbled down her hot red blouse and just thinking about that morning, watching her get ready in the sari made me squirm in my seat. Was it bad that seeing her in Indian clothes made me want to lock us in a room and fuck her while she was wearing a sari?Hold it in your pants, Eiffel. Not the right time to think about Kiara in her sari and how hot she looks.My eyes averted to the man who was drilling holes in my skull and swallowed the lump in my throat. “Yes, papa. In how many languages do I have to answer you?” I took a sharp breath, hearing her voice. She was clearly not amused by her father’s question. Mr Vijay Sharma looked at me as if I was asking his permission to reco