Alexa's POV I slumped onto the bed when I finally made it to the bedroom. ‘Morgan would not do this; Ethan is a liar,’ I chanted these words like a mantra over and over in my mind, but the suffocating pain in my heart was not subsiding. I pulled out the phone and scrolled through the contacts and paused when I reached Morgan's number; my fingers hovered above the screen. I could just tap on the screen and call him, but try as I might, I couldn't do it. I kept staring at the phone in a daze when the loud ringing tone nearly made me toss it away. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Morgan's number flashing on the screen. I picked up the call and stabilized my voice. “Hey.” “Are you okay? I hope your uncle didn't give you a hard time.” He asked; there was a tinge of worry in his voice. "No, I'm fine; you know no one can bully me,” I said, making an attempt to conceal my real emotions. “Yes, my kitten is very scary when she brandishes her sharp claws. I miss you,” he said, but I cou
MORGAN'S POV Shit! What just happened? I think Alexa misunderstands what she just saw. Shoving Jessica's hand and pushing her away from me, I walked with brisk steps towards the stairs, making my way to the balcony. I could feel people's gazes following my every step and knew I must keep my composure in front of these people and maintain my usual nonchalant attitude, but I didn't care; the look on Alexa's face when she was staring at me was alarming. I could perfectly read all the emotions on her face. She looked betrayed and heartbroken. I must fix this. Parting the curtains, I realized she was nowhere in sight. ‘Could she have jumped from up here?’ I thought, looking down, and saw another staircase at the end of the balcony and made my way towards it. Frankly, I don't even remember when Jessica held my hands. I had been thinking of Alexa and where she could possibly be. I had received a message from BigSam that Alexa had left her uncle's residence dressed beautifully in the comp
I felt as if someone had punched the air out of my lungs after hearing those words. What the fuck was she saying? Pushing her against the wall and caging her between my arms, I looked her dead in the eyes and said through gritted teeth. “Say it again.” “Let's break up; I don't want to be the other woman. Let me go,” she said, letting out a shaky breath. Her voice sounded tired, like someone who had given up, and she tried to take a step back. She wanted to keep a distance from me. My pupils shook violently as I stared at her. Did she not even trust me? Jessica had just held my hand. I know she likes to overthink things, but wasn't she overreacting? She had just been clinging onto Ethan, but I had not even said a word, even though I badly wanted to strip her clothes and get rid of Ethan's scent that clung onto her body. “Why? Don't you trust me? Won't you even let me explain?” I said, cupping her face, and tried to make her look me in the eye. But she shook her head and tried to
“I can't help it, but I'm scared of the day you'd no longer want me; I'm scared that one day I will not be the one by your side,” she said. I was filled with guilt listening to her words; I knew she was not doing this deliberately. She was a very confident woman despite the scars she suffered from her past, but my actions made her into this woman full of uncertainty. I wanted to hug her tighter so that she could feel assured, but she was already pressed against my chest so much that even air couldn't pass between us. I hope she could feel how my heart thumped erratically for no one else but her. “You are the only woman for me, Alexa Jones; there's no other woman apart from you.” I vowed. Oh, how I wish I could tell her about my condition and assure her that she had nothing to fear, but knowing how she overthinks, she was going to think I was with her because of my condition and come up with the worst possible scenarios. “I will never leave you, kitten. You would always be mine an
Alexa's POV I clenched my fingers so tightly, digging my nails into my fingers so much so that my knuckles turned white. So this was how he wanted it to be, right? Not wanting to feel more pathetic than I was already, I stood up and made my way to the door. But I paused just a few steps to the door. I couldn't help it; I would go crazy if I didn't get everything off my chest once and for all. The moment I went through that door, everything would be forgotten, and it might become a bigger elephant in the room that nobody would be willing to address anymore. I couldn't live like that. “Can I ask you something? And please tell me the truth. Have you ever loved her?” There, I said it. I turned around to look at him, looking him dead in the eye. “Did you ever have feelings for Jessica?” “If my answer is yes, what are you going to do?” He asked with a nonchalant expression on his face. I let out a shaky breath, trying all I could to keep my emotions in check. “If the question was rever
I left the suite in a better mood than before. I felt as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. When I broke away from Morgan's hug and saw myself in the mirror, I nearly cried out in fright at the woman who was staring back at me. My makeup was ruined, and it had been smudged in several places, making me look like a zombie. But Morgan had been looking at me so gentle and lovingly a moment ago; wasn't he repulsed by my looks? ‘ Forget it; I better tidy up quickly so that we don't miss the banquet. I felt all eyes on us when we re-entered the banquet hall. I nearly pulled my hand from Morgan's grip, but I stopped myself at the last minute. I needed to stand by Morgan's side boldly and confidently. I shouldn't let my insecurities rob me of my happiness. We navigated through the crowd with ease since people naturally parted when Morgan and I approached. He held my hands in a possessive grip, making sure I was always by his side when people started to approach him and have small
“Leave!” He growled. My eyes widened in shock as I stared at him speechlessly. ‘Why was he having such a strong reaction? Didn't he want me?’ I thought, my thoughts reeling with a thousand reasons, until I heard the chauffeur say "sorry, sir” and close the door. I realized he had been talking to the chauffeur. ‘There you go again, Alexa, always thinking about the worst things,’ I chide myself in my mind. “Are you sure?” Morgan asked, his voice barely above a whisper and his intense gaze not turning down a notch and doing things to me. His hands were on my thighs, rubbing the area gently, but even that little action was causing an overwhelming desire to awaken within me; I wanted more. “Yes,” I cried out. “Kitten, do you understand what you're saying? I'm addicted to you, I won't lie. If I take you up on your offer and get a taste, I might fuck you and would not let you rest all night long. And I might be rough and fast and could make you feel pain...” My breath hitched at those wor
“Fuck me. Please… I'm yours.” I said, My voice was filled with lust. Opening my legs wider and pushing myself closer to him to show my enthusiasm. But he looked at me with a smirk on his face, his hands pinning me down so much that I couldn't move an inch. I had thought he would free his cock from his trousers at my words and slam into me the second I finished speaking, but he was more controlled than I thought, seeing as I could see the clear outline of his hard cork pressed against his pants. “You don't seem like you mean it,” he teased and began to massage one of my breasts through my clothes, and then he moved on to the next, playing with it with a bit of pressure in his hand. It felt a little painful at first, but I couldn't deny the pleasure that accompanied it. I arched my back, my toes curling in delight as he started to massage my breasts with just the right amount of strength. And then I heard the opening of a zipper making his huge cock tumble out and hit my pussy. He c
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content, sexual scenes, and torture. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV A few weeks ago, "Ahh, so good... faster… yes, harder,” Jessica screamed and moaned as Scott continued to thrust his cock into her cunt. Jessica was on all fours, and Scott was behind her, his hold on her hair becoming tighter as he increased his pace and pounded into her. He groaned in pleasure and continued his onslaught, fucking the daylights out of her. Jessica was a moaning mess and was asking for more. His one was fisted into her hair and grabbing a fistful of it, and his other hand was pressed onto her back and kept her in place, riding her roughly and thrusting in and out with no hint of gentleness. “Yes fuck! Such a good slut! Your slutty pussy grips me so well,” Scott moaned out in pleasure as he got close to his orgasm. His groans increased, and his breathing also became heavier as he went in and out of her faster and faster, plunging deeper wit
Author POV When Alexa woke up, it was late in the afternoon. She knew Morgan would have left by now. She stretched her sore body and saw the obvious lovemaking marks on her body and blushed at the memory of Morgan and her having the best sex of her life on the deck of the yacht. Under the dark night sky, their naked bodies molded as one, and the feeling was so intense that the heat that kept intensifying within their tangled bodies felt nothing against the cold sea breeze. She saw a bouquet of red roses on the side of the bed, and her smile widened as she walked towards it. “When did he prepare all of these?” She mumbled to herself and took a whiff of the fragrant flowers, smiling from ear to ear. Seeing a note sticking out, she pulled it out and read the words out loud. “Wait for me, Kitten, and don't forget to miss me. The card is yours. It's unlimited, just like my love for you. - MW” Alexa blushed at how cheesy he sounded, and she noticed the black card tucked between the bloo
Author's POV Alexa smiled contentedly, breathing in the salty air of the beach as she and Morgan walked side by side along the beach with their fingers intertwined. They were walking barefoot on the sand, and the gentle waves brushed against their feet. After leaving the amusement park, they had gone for a cruise in one of the yachts Morgan owned. The yacht was huge, and both its exterior and interior design were top-notch; it screamed timeless luxury. It had a range of deck spaces for relaxation and entertainment and about fifteen spacious rooms with their private bathrooms, and it even had a hot tub to top it off. They had had their dinner on the yacht and had an intimate time in the hot tub. After that, Morgan suggested coming ashore to walk along the beach and just enjoy the night as the sky blended into the endless blue sea. She did not know the sea looked so beautiful at night. She couldn't help but notice how thoughtful Morgan had been the entire day. It made her think of t
Author's POV Morgan carried Alexa into the bedroom and gently placed her on her feet. “Wait here for me; I will just take off my suit and help you clean up,” he said and proceeded into the closet without Alexa’s response. She blushed in embarrassment when her brain processed what he had just said. Did he want to help her bathe? She was still daydreaming when Morgan approached her, twirled and tied up her pigtails, making them into a bun on each side of her hair, and then he proceeded to take off her apron and begin to unbutton her shirt. Alexa held his hand in reflex, her face as red as a tomato. 'It was broad daylight, and he was going about undressing and touching her like that.' “I... I can do it myself,” she stammered flusteredly. Morgan raised his eyebrows and stared at her with a mischievous smirk on his face. “What are you shy of? I've seen everything already,” he said domineeringly with a devious grin on his face before tugging on her clothes slightly, making her fall on
Author's POV After sitting in the back seat of his car, he directed the chauffeur to take him to the mansion on the outskirts of the city where he had taken Alexa. He had built that place to show to Yvvone 16 years ago. Yvonne was someone who likes quiet places. She had always expressed how she wished she could raise a family with him and their children away from the hustle and bustle in the city. He had been planning to bring her there to propose to her on their 1st anniversary, only for that incident to happen. "Sir, I don't think the trip can be pushed back again; your presence is needed for everything to go on as planned,” Enzo said, disrupting Morgan from his thoughts. He was aware that he had been delaying his trip to Italy multiple times because of Alexa; he would have loved to take her along with him, but he knew she wouldn't agree. Besides, he couldn't take Alexa along to most of the meetings he would be attending due to some of the subjects they would be discussin
Author's POV The main Wright mansion, The maids who were doing their normal housekeeping chores couldn't help but freeze in their movements, their lively chatter dying down and bowing their heads in respect. The old master was not feeling so well, and he had retired to his room, so some of them had been chattering away and had even forgotten to behave. Everything happened like a scene in a movie that was being shown in slow motion. The heavy doors had been pushed open, and it was followed by a gust of chilly air. It was as if winter itself accompanied his presence, plunging the mansion into an eerie silence. It was so quiet that only his crisp and confident footsteps could be heard. Even though his footsteps were light, to them it felt as if they were the loud drums that were played in ancient times before an execution took place. With his perfectly tailored suit flawlessly hugging his body that was as tall as a pine tree, added with his physique and bulging biceps that even
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV Alexa had thought her first time tasting a cock in her life would make her stomach churn or that she would retch out her guts, but instead, she felt her mouth become watery as her saliva began to flow. His grunts of approval combined with his masculine scent and the taste of his cock gave rise to an overwhelming desire within her. The feeling of his cock moving back and forth between her lips was such a turn-on and oddly satisfying. She had thought she would chicken out within a few seconds, but everything felt so exciting for her that she even allowed her mouth to be slightly ajar so that she could swirl her tongue around his cock. This action of hers made him shudder in response as he groaned in pleasure, making his hold on her head tighten. He plunged his cock deeper into her mouth until it hit her throat, making her gag. She looked up at him through her lashes,
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV Alexa held her breath in anticipation of what he would do next. But she didn't expect him to brush his thumb on her inner thighs in slow strokes and not get to the main spot, and even though she knew it had just been a few seconds ago when he started, it felt like it was forever already when his fingers continued to stroke the same spot over and over again. Before she knew what she was doing, she had impatiently grabbed his hand and placed it directly on her already throbbing pussy. When he looked up at her with a feigned surprise look on his face and tried to take his hand away, she clamped her legs together to trap his hand between that spot between her legs. She began to grind her legs together for more friction and gasped at how good it felt. She didn't know she could be this shameless and wanton. This was what happened when he refused to use those damn fi
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV Morgan held both of Alexa's hands above her head and continued to kiss her with wild passion, pushing his tongue into her mouth and tasting every nook and cranny, sucking and nibbling on her sweet lips that tasted like aged fine wine that he was getting drunk in. Alexa, on the other hand, was going crazy with the need that was rising in her body. Why was he only kissing her and not touching her? Mind you, it wasn't because she wasn't enjoying the kiss. No, no, that was far from it because whatever he was doing with his tongue in her mouth as they exchanged their saliva was already making her feel weak in the knees. But she wanted more. For fucks sakes, she wanted his hands on her skin, touching her and making her feel good. She also wanted to touch him too and feel his abs and scorching hot skin underneath her fingers. When they finally broke away from the kiss,