I was roaming around the four corners of the room. My mind wouldn't stop overthinking things and imagining scenarios. Fuck! I stopped when the opened, revealing Clayton. My lips parted as I saw the burner phone in his hand. I walked toward him and slapped his chest so hard, continuously, but seems like I wasn't even hurting him. My hands were the ones that felt tired of punching and slapping his stoned chest. "What did you do o him?!" He clenched his jaw as he threw the phone on the floor and stepped on it repeatedly. "No! Fuck! No!" I kneeled, trying to save the phone but he didn't let go of t until it was totally broken. My tears started falling as I felt like my chest was being choked with pointed bones. I stood and faced him. He was looking bored. I never wanted him to see me crying but I just couldn't stop it. "Your lover didn't reach my expectation, to be honest," he said with a flat face. "What did you do to him?!" He shrugged. "I don't know. What do you think?" "What
I quickly lay on the bed and covered my body with the comforter. I hugged myself tighter, preparing myself if ever Clayton would hurt me again. I didn't understand why he wanted me to stay for the last time this night. I just agreed because it was only my chance and I grabbed it. Maybe he'd hurt me, scream at me, or make me suffer. Do whatever he wants but I'm gonna get out of here by tomorrow. Clayton stood in front of the whole body mirror as he loosened his necktie. He threw it on the laundry basket before he removed his black polo. I looked away. His broad body intimidated me. I felt like he could break my body into pieces with his big hands and masculine body built. "Why is everyone in this house afraid of me?" He chuckled sarcastically before he wore a grey t-shirt and changed his pants into shorts. "Does my facial features intimidate you?" He said while looking at himself in the mirror. I gulped and hugged myself tighter. I still wasn't confident that he wasn't gonna hurt
"Hey, you okay?" Ezra asked while I was leaning on the railings of the yacht, watching the sea waves. It had been two days since Clayton set me free and Ezra and I were now on the way back to Ecstasy Land. I was supposed to be happy knowing that Clayton already let me go, but my conscience was hunting me for everything that he admitted. He hurt me; I hurt him. We were not good to each other and maybe that was a good enough reason to actually end our marriage. Though, we were not divorced yet. The divorce papers were still in process and I was actually nervous that he might cancel our agreement or something. My God, I was thinking about lots of things, feeling like my head was gonna explode sooner or later. "Snow, hey." I flinched when a hand tapped my shoulder. I looked at Ezra and smiled. "Sorry, what did you say?" I asked. He gasped. "What's wrong, my lady? Still worried Clayton is gonna cancel your divorce agreements?" I slightly nodded. I didn't tell Ezra the part where Clay
My lips parted but he quickly sealed it with an oft, warm kiss. He gently bit my lower lip making me moan a little as I tiptoed to even deepen our passionate lips together. He carefully pushed me until my back felt the cold tiles then his kisses went down to my jaw, to my neck, down to my chest. I looked up, when he suck my shoulder, leaving a tattoo of love embroidered on my skin. I gripped his hair when he started eating my womanhood as he kneeled. I looked up with my lips parted and squeezed my eyes close in the enthusiasm and pleasure I was feeling on his warm tongue and soft lips. I bit my lower lip suppressing a loud moan as his quirky tongue felt so good that I could feel my femininity soaking in wetness. "Ah! Hmm... Ezra! Oh!" I gripped his hair tighter as he continued thrusting his tongue faster inside me. "Oh fuck! Oh! Uhm! Ah!" My body curled as the lightning of pleasure travelled through my nerves. My knees trembled, feeling my orgasm was about to arrive. "Oh! Ah! Shit!
"Wow!" My eyes glittered while looking at the wonderful view of the blue sea as we reached the cliff where we used to hang out, one year ago. It amazed me more because of the table resting on the cliff with so many foods on top of it. "Who arranged this?" I asked while looking at the set-up. "It doesn't matter, my lady. Just sit and relax; enjoy our date." He pulled a chair for me. I smiled before sitting. He sat parallel to mine. I looked around; a date on a cliff with a beautiful view of the sea and white sand plus the fresh air ravishing our skin. I felt like I was sitting on a cloud nine. "Do you like it?" I met his eyes. "I love it, Ez. Oh God, thank you!" "I love to make you smile so... my pleasure." He shrugged before putting food on my plate. I watched him do that and all I could feel was my heart beating in so much gratitude. It felt so amazing, watching the man I adore take care of me. "Snow..." He called me while we were already eating. I finished chewing before
"Finally, Snow. I'm glad; I'm so happy I can finally own you, for real," Ezra said while looking up at the stars. We were sitting beside each other on the sand. It was in the middle of the night when we decided to walk on the seashore. We got tired so we sat and admired the moon with its stars. "I can't wait to marry you." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "I can't wait to see you in a white long gown and kiss you as my bride." I smiled as I rested my head on his shoulder. "I can't wait to but..." I gasped. "I still need to face some stuff before anything else." "What is it?" "My parents, Ezra. I need to inform them about what happened and I'm afraid they'll get really mad at me for what I've done." "What have you done? You just save yourself from the life you never dreamt of." I puffed a breath, releasing some stones on my chest. "Yes b, ut they will never understand that." "Then let's make them understand. I'm gonna help you convince-" "No, Ez." I bit my lower lip. "L
Ezra's POVI kept on glancing at Snow while driving towards the address she set up on my waze. I couldn't stop adoring her. Part of me was also nervous today as he plans to talk to her parents. I wanted to be by her side for that moment, I tried persuading her again to let me come and talk to her parents but she resisted and I respect her choices so I had no choice but to let her do the talking alone with her parents.That nervousness inside me would often fade away cause everytime our eyes would meet, she would smile, melting my defenses.We arrived in the destination just as planned. I looked at her parents' mansion outside. I shrugged and felt the heavy feeling in my chest again."Are you sure about this?" I asked while she was removing his seatbelt. "You sure you'll handle this alone? I can come with you---""Ezra, my love." She massaged my jaw. "I'll talk to them first, okay? I don't wanna shock them. I'll prepare them first before bringing another man inside their house."I gas
"Four years." Ried sat beside me on the stool at the counter area of his bar. "You still think about her?"I raised my shot glass in front of his face before taking the shot. I ordered a bottle of Tequila to the bartender."Who's her?" I asked before taking another shot.Ried laughed. "Still bitter huh.""What are you talking about, dude?" I shook my head before taking another shot.Drinking alcohol in Ried's bar have been my hobby since then. I would often get drunk, just so I would feel numb."You still thinking about her?"I gripped on the shot glass. "No, I don't. I'm busy with my life so why would I ever think about her? No fucking way."Ried laughed again. "You're fooling yourself.""Fuck off!" I shook my head as I took another shot. My throat was already immune to tequila that I don't need any lemon or whatever bullshit chaser people normally used."Goodluck with your life, dude! I hope you find the right woman for you." Ried tapped my shoulder."Fuck off!" He chuckled teasin
"Four years." Ried sat beside me on the stool at the counter area of his bar. "You still think about her?"I raised my shot glass in front of his face before taking the shot. I ordered a bottle of Tequila to the bartender."Who's her?" I asked before taking another shot.Ried laughed. "Still bitter huh.""What are you talking about, dude?" I shook my head before taking another shot.Drinking alcohol in Ried's bar have been my hobby since then. I would often get drunk, just so I would feel numb."You still thinking about her?"I gripped on the shot glass. "No, I don't. I'm busy with my life so why would I ever think about her? No fucking way."Ried laughed again. "You're fooling yourself.""Fuck off!" I shook my head as I took another shot. My throat was already immune to tequila that I don't need any lemon or whatever bullshit chaser people normally used."Goodluck with your life, dude! I hope you find the right woman for you." Ried tapped my shoulder."Fuck off!" He chuckled teasin
Ezra's POVI kept on glancing at Snow while driving towards the address she set up on my waze. I couldn't stop adoring her. Part of me was also nervous today as he plans to talk to her parents. I wanted to be by her side for that moment, I tried persuading her again to let me come and talk to her parents but she resisted and I respect her choices so I had no choice but to let her do the talking alone with her parents.That nervousness inside me would often fade away cause everytime our eyes would meet, she would smile, melting my defenses.We arrived in the destination just as planned. I looked at her parents' mansion outside. I shrugged and felt the heavy feeling in my chest again."Are you sure about this?" I asked while she was removing his seatbelt. "You sure you'll handle this alone? I can come with you---""Ezra, my love." She massaged my jaw. "I'll talk to them first, okay? I don't wanna shock them. I'll prepare them first before bringing another man inside their house."I gas
"Finally, Snow. I'm glad; I'm so happy I can finally own you, for real," Ezra said while looking up at the stars. We were sitting beside each other on the sand. It was in the middle of the night when we decided to walk on the seashore. We got tired so we sat and admired the moon with its stars. "I can't wait to marry you." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "I can't wait to see you in a white long gown and kiss you as my bride." I smiled as I rested my head on his shoulder. "I can't wait to but..." I gasped. "I still need to face some stuff before anything else." "What is it?" "My parents, Ezra. I need to inform them about what happened and I'm afraid they'll get really mad at me for what I've done." "What have you done? You just save yourself from the life you never dreamt of." I puffed a breath, releasing some stones on my chest. "Yes b, ut they will never understand that." "Then let's make them understand. I'm gonna help you convince-" "No, Ez." I bit my lower lip. "L
"Wow!" My eyes glittered while looking at the wonderful view of the blue sea as we reached the cliff where we used to hang out, one year ago. It amazed me more because of the table resting on the cliff with so many foods on top of it. "Who arranged this?" I asked while looking at the set-up. "It doesn't matter, my lady. Just sit and relax; enjoy our date." He pulled a chair for me. I smiled before sitting. He sat parallel to mine. I looked around; a date on a cliff with a beautiful view of the sea and white sand plus the fresh air ravishing our skin. I felt like I was sitting on a cloud nine. "Do you like it?" I met his eyes. "I love it, Ez. Oh God, thank you!" "I love to make you smile so... my pleasure." He shrugged before putting food on my plate. I watched him do that and all I could feel was my heart beating in so much gratitude. It felt so amazing, watching the man I adore take care of me. "Snow..." He called me while we were already eating. I finished chewing before
My lips parted but he quickly sealed it with an oft, warm kiss. He gently bit my lower lip making me moan a little as I tiptoed to even deepen our passionate lips together. He carefully pushed me until my back felt the cold tiles then his kisses went down to my jaw, to my neck, down to my chest. I looked up, when he suck my shoulder, leaving a tattoo of love embroidered on my skin. I gripped his hair when he started eating my womanhood as he kneeled. I looked up with my lips parted and squeezed my eyes close in the enthusiasm and pleasure I was feeling on his warm tongue and soft lips. I bit my lower lip suppressing a loud moan as his quirky tongue felt so good that I could feel my femininity soaking in wetness. "Ah! Hmm... Ezra! Oh!" I gripped his hair tighter as he continued thrusting his tongue faster inside me. "Oh fuck! Oh! Uhm! Ah!" My body curled as the lightning of pleasure travelled through my nerves. My knees trembled, feeling my orgasm was about to arrive. "Oh! Ah! Shit!
"Hey, you okay?" Ezra asked while I was leaning on the railings of the yacht, watching the sea waves. It had been two days since Clayton set me free and Ezra and I were now on the way back to Ecstasy Land. I was supposed to be happy knowing that Clayton already let me go, but my conscience was hunting me for everything that he admitted. He hurt me; I hurt him. We were not good to each other and maybe that was a good enough reason to actually end our marriage. Though, we were not divorced yet. The divorce papers were still in process and I was actually nervous that he might cancel our agreement or something. My God, I was thinking about lots of things, feeling like my head was gonna explode sooner or later. "Snow, hey." I flinched when a hand tapped my shoulder. I looked at Ezra and smiled. "Sorry, what did you say?" I asked. He gasped. "What's wrong, my lady? Still worried Clayton is gonna cancel your divorce agreements?" I slightly nodded. I didn't tell Ezra the part where Clay
I quickly lay on the bed and covered my body with the comforter. I hugged myself tighter, preparing myself if ever Clayton would hurt me again. I didn't understand why he wanted me to stay for the last time this night. I just agreed because it was only my chance and I grabbed it. Maybe he'd hurt me, scream at me, or make me suffer. Do whatever he wants but I'm gonna get out of here by tomorrow. Clayton stood in front of the whole body mirror as he loosened his necktie. He threw it on the laundry basket before he removed his black polo. I looked away. His broad body intimidated me. I felt like he could break my body into pieces with his big hands and masculine body built. "Why is everyone in this house afraid of me?" He chuckled sarcastically before he wore a grey t-shirt and changed his pants into shorts. "Does my facial features intimidate you?" He said while looking at himself in the mirror. I gulped and hugged myself tighter. I still wasn't confident that he wasn't gonna hurt
I was roaming around the four corners of the room. My mind wouldn't stop overthinking things and imagining scenarios. Fuck! I stopped when the opened, revealing Clayton. My lips parted as I saw the burner phone in his hand. I walked toward him and slapped his chest so hard, continuously, but seems like I wasn't even hurting him. My hands were the ones that felt tired of punching and slapping his stoned chest. "What did you do o him?!" He clenched his jaw as he threw the phone on the floor and stepped on it repeatedly. "No! Fuck! No!" I kneeled, trying to save the phone but he didn't let go of t until it was totally broken. My tears started falling as I felt like my chest was being choked with pointed bones. I stood and faced him. He was looking bored. I never wanted him to see me crying but I just couldn't stop it. "Your lover didn't reach my expectation, to be honest," he said with a flat face. "What did you do to him?!" He shrugged. "I don't know. What do you think?" "What
I swallowed deeply as the silence almost killed me. Clayton didn't talk for a minute. It was as if we were both drowning in silence until he wrapped his arms around my waist and he rested his face on my shoulder. I froze with my lips parted. I couldn't move like I have been caged in an iceberg. "It hurts, Snow," he whispered. "Every minute of the day you never failed to make me feel how you just married for my money and four families. It's hurting me, Snow. Knowing that I'm nothing to you but just a piece of ba ank that your parents need to survive... Then you cheated on me... Do you know how painful it is to try and still be not enough?" I looked up, calming my burning eyes. "Clayton..." I held his arms, trying to loosen his hug but he just gripped his arms tighter on my body. I sighed. "Clayton, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry but you know in the first place that... that's the only real reason. I did make it clear to you yet you still forced me to tie not with you." "Because I hop