Noah’s POV Nana… She looked even more beautiful than I remembered, like a dream I’d forgotten how to picture clearly. Her hair, her eyes, her lips—everything seemed to shimmer with a perfection that made my chest ache. It was as if the version of her I’d carried in my mind had been nothing more than a shadow compared to the reality sitting before me. Her amber eyes, usually so full of life, were dulled now, weighed down by something she wouldn’t share. Yet, even in her sadness, everything else about her seemed to glow, as if she was trying to outshine her own pain. My jaw tightened as I gripped the steering wheel, the tension in my knuckles betraying my calm façade. Something had happened between her and Simon. I didn’t need to ask; the exhaustion in her eyes told me everything. She could deny it a thousand times, but I wasn’t blind. She was holding herself together, but just barely. And here I was, struggling to keep my composure while she sat so close, her presence undoing m
Nana’s POV The night melted away far too quickly, the shrill sound of the alarm dragging me from restless dreams. I wriggled in bed, my eyes still closed, reaching out instinctively for Simon. My hand met only the cold, smooth fabric of the sheets. My stomach twisted, but I brushed the feeling aside. Simon had come to me last night, hadn’t he? Things were fine. They had to be fine. Shaking off the unease, I got ready for work, determined to find him at the office. There was a meeting today about the merger between his company and my parents’. I’d planned to use it as an excuse to go with him and also spend some time with him, but when I arrived, his absence only tightened the knot in my stomach. “Where is Simon?” I asked Grace, his secretary. Her hesitation was impossible to miss. “He didn’t say, ma’am.” I studied her for a moment, noting how carefully she avoided my gaze. It set my nerves
I slipped into his car, the black leather seats cool against my skin, the faint scent of cedar and cologne enveloping me as we sped off. I tried to focus on the road ahead, but my gaze betrayed me, drifting towards him more times than I’d like to admit.His eyes were fixed on the road, sharp and focused, while his large, veiny hands gripped the steering wheel with a quiet intensity. For a split second, an image of those hands gripping my neck instead flashed through my mind, sending an uninvited throb straight between my thighs.“No, no, no,” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head to dispel the thought. I forced my eyes back to the road, willing the heat pooling inside me to fade. But it didn’t.Curiosity got the better of me, and I stole another glance, pretending to be interested in something on his side of the road. My eyes lingered on the sharp angle of his jaw, trailing down his broad chest, and finally landing on the unmistakable bulge in his groin. It was impossible to m
Noah’s POVThe meeting passed in a blur, but my problem wasn’t keeping track of the details—it was keeping my eyes off her. Every glance in her direction was a test of my self-control. It took everything in me not to grab Nana, pull her into a room, and fuck every ounce of sadness Simon had caused out of her. I couldn’t stop staring, couldn’t stop imagining what it’d feel like to have Nana pinned against the nearest wall, her breathless gasps filling the space between us. The way her blouse hugged her tits, her nipples poking out a little, teasing just enough to make me clench my fists under the table—God, it drove me insane. Her clothes clung to her in all the right ways, outlining curves that could drive a saint to sin.Her delicate collarbone peeked out from beneath her neckline, and all I could think about was trailing my lips across it, down further until I tasted every inch of her skin and the way her lips parted slightly as she was concentrated? It was criminal.Her brown ha
Her grip on my arm tightened as she laughed softly, her confidence flickering like a flame. “The kind that makes you forget everything else,” she whispered, her lips dangerously close to mine.But forgetting wasn’t an option—not with Nana’s face still burned into my mind. I eventually gave in to Maddy’s requests but even as I entertained her games, and the image of amber eyes and a bright smile haunted me.Many hours later, Maddy and I stood at the edge of the rooftop balcony, letting the cool breeze crash against our faces. Behind us, the muffled sounds of laughter and music carried on, but I wasn’t paying attention. My eyes were glued to the city lights sprawling beneath us, but my mind, as always, drifted back to her.I couldn’t stop myself, not now, not ever. Every part of me ached for her, yet I was stuck watching her waste her life with Simon. The thought alone made my blood boil.“So, big guy…” Maddy’s raspy voice pulled me from my thoughts. She swirled the blue liquid in her
“Is it another woman Simon?” My voice echoed through the silent office slicing the air thick with tension. Another silence followed as the man I was talking to barely acknowledged my presence.“Simon answer me!...Do you hate me now? Are you tired of me? Is that what this is about? I continued, my loud voice trembling with sadness laced with anger. I felt my stomach twist and a full ache tugged at my chest.Simon slowly raised his eyes from the laptop that sat on his desk, his expression darkening. His grey eyes glared at me. They used to be my favorite but now they made me anxious.I shot a tearful glare back at him and he exhaled sharply before softening his gaze.“What are you talking about Nana?” his cold clear voice finally broke out. I could sense a hint of irritation in them. “Why do you always have to do this?”“I don’t understand you anymore Simon” my frustration spilled. “Do you still love me?” My shaky voice almost breaking into a full sob. “Did I do something?”“You didn’t
NOAH’s POVThe bass thumped through my chest, pulsating with the flashing lights that cut through the darkness. The air was thick with anticipation, mingled with the scent of sweat and a hint of cologne.Colorful strobe lights dart across the room, illuminating a sea of bodies moving in unison on the dance floor, lost in the rhythm of the DJ’s hypnotic beats.I sat in the bar section lined with an array of vibrant cocktails, their hues casting a subtle glow.I leaned back at the bar, nursing a whiskey, letting the burnt orange heat slide down my throat.My gaze drifted over the crowd a sea of bodies swaying, grinding, wrapping around each other. But none of them held what I was looking for, that elusive spark I couldn’t quite name.“Tsk! Not good enough” I muttered under my breath sipping another handful of the burnt orange liquid that heated me up.“Ciao, bellissimo(hello handsome)” A raspy voice cut through the music as heels thudded in front of me. I glanced up, spotting one of the
Nana’s POV There he was sitting, a face I hadn’t seen in years with those smile I remembered as adorable but now stirred up something in me. “Noah? Is that you?” my worn out voice spilled out almost in a whisper. I couldn’t believe my eyes. He stood, looking taller than I remembered, the years filling him out in a way I hadn’t expected. I didn’t move as he approached, his eyes glinting with a quiet dare. “I’ve missed you, birdie,” he murmured, his deep, soothing voice grazing my ears as he stopped just inches away. “Don’t call me that!” I protested, playfully swatting his hard, firm chest. But he was real, standing right in front of me, close enough to touch. His laughter rang out, digging up a well of nostalgia inside me. It filled me, in a way I hadn’t realized I was missing. “Come here you little devil!” I spread my arms wide reaching for a hug. The scent of his cologne filled my nostrils as I buried my face in his chest. “Aww! Did you miss me?” He teased. “Of course not!”
Her grip on my arm tightened as she laughed softly, her confidence flickering like a flame. “The kind that makes you forget everything else,” she whispered, her lips dangerously close to mine.But forgetting wasn’t an option—not with Nana’s face still burned into my mind. I eventually gave in to Maddy’s requests but even as I entertained her games, and the image of amber eyes and a bright smile haunted me.Many hours later, Maddy and I stood at the edge of the rooftop balcony, letting the cool breeze crash against our faces. Behind us, the muffled sounds of laughter and music carried on, but I wasn’t paying attention. My eyes were glued to the city lights sprawling beneath us, but my mind, as always, drifted back to her.I couldn’t stop myself, not now, not ever. Every part of me ached for her, yet I was stuck watching her waste her life with Simon. The thought alone made my blood boil.“So, big guy…” Maddy’s raspy voice pulled me from my thoughts. She swirled the blue liquid in her
Noah’s POVThe meeting passed in a blur, but my problem wasn’t keeping track of the details—it was keeping my eyes off her. Every glance in her direction was a test of my self-control. It took everything in me not to grab Nana, pull her into a room, and fuck every ounce of sadness Simon had caused out of her. I couldn’t stop staring, couldn’t stop imagining what it’d feel like to have Nana pinned against the nearest wall, her breathless gasps filling the space between us. The way her blouse hugged her tits, her nipples poking out a little, teasing just enough to make me clench my fists under the table—God, it drove me insane. Her clothes clung to her in all the right ways, outlining curves that could drive a saint to sin.Her delicate collarbone peeked out from beneath her neckline, and all I could think about was trailing my lips across it, down further until I tasted every inch of her skin and the way her lips parted slightly as she was concentrated? It was criminal.Her brown ha
I slipped into his car, the black leather seats cool against my skin, the faint scent of cedar and cologne enveloping me as we sped off. I tried to focus on the road ahead, but my gaze betrayed me, drifting towards him more times than I’d like to admit.His eyes were fixed on the road, sharp and focused, while his large, veiny hands gripped the steering wheel with a quiet intensity. For a split second, an image of those hands gripping my neck instead flashed through my mind, sending an uninvited throb straight between my thighs.“No, no, no,” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head to dispel the thought. I forced my eyes back to the road, willing the heat pooling inside me to fade. But it didn’t.Curiosity got the better of me, and I stole another glance, pretending to be interested in something on his side of the road. My eyes lingered on the sharp angle of his jaw, trailing down his broad chest, and finally landing on the unmistakable bulge in his groin. It was impossible to m
Nana’s POV The night melted away far too quickly, the shrill sound of the alarm dragging me from restless dreams. I wriggled in bed, my eyes still closed, reaching out instinctively for Simon. My hand met only the cold, smooth fabric of the sheets. My stomach twisted, but I brushed the feeling aside. Simon had come to me last night, hadn’t he? Things were fine. They had to be fine. Shaking off the unease, I got ready for work, determined to find him at the office. There was a meeting today about the merger between his company and my parents’. I’d planned to use it as an excuse to go with him and also spend some time with him, but when I arrived, his absence only tightened the knot in my stomach. “Where is Simon?” I asked Grace, his secretary. Her hesitation was impossible to miss. “He didn’t say, ma’am.” I studied her for a moment, noting how carefully she avoided my gaze. It set my nerves
Noah’s POV Nana… She looked even more beautiful than I remembered, like a dream I’d forgotten how to picture clearly. Her hair, her eyes, her lips—everything seemed to shimmer with a perfection that made my chest ache. It was as if the version of her I’d carried in my mind had been nothing more than a shadow compared to the reality sitting before me. Her amber eyes, usually so full of life, were dulled now, weighed down by something she wouldn’t share. Yet, even in her sadness, everything else about her seemed to glow, as if she was trying to outshine her own pain. My jaw tightened as I gripped the steering wheel, the tension in my knuckles betraying my calm façade. Something had happened between her and Simon. I didn’t need to ask; the exhaustion in her eyes told me everything. She could deny it a thousand times, but I wasn’t blind. She was holding herself together, but just barely. And here I was, struggling to keep my composure while she sat so close, her presence undoing m
Nana's POV His lips moved to my neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Each kiss, each touch, made me forget the tension that had consumed us earlier. My hands moved on their own, sliding over his broad shoulders, feeling the dampness of his skin and the heat that followed. I felt my inside aching for more as his hot breath continued to lit up more desires. Soon he his left fingers slid down my belly and two of them found their way inside my entrance while he bit my lower lip softly. “ah Simon…” I moaned uncontrollably, shutting my eyes off and let myself drown in the pleasure. Images of Noah flashed in my mind again, his hard body pressed against mine when we hugged, his piercing green eyes seeing through me effortlessly. I shot my eyes open, terrified of who came to my mind while my husband was on top of me, his fingers getting me wetter. I became breathless not sure if it was the pleasure building inside me or the anxiety that caught me off guard. I attempted to sha
Nana's POV My blood went cold with nervousness as I stood to go to our room. Every step up the stairs felt like I was carrying a weight far heavier than my body. My heart raced, and I forced myself to take deep breaths to calm the storm inside me.When I entered the room, I froze. The King-sized bed we shared sat empty, and I let out a quiet breath of relief when I heard the shower running. I wasn’t ready to face Simon yet—not like this. I didn’t even know what I could say if I did.I moved to the closet, hands trembling as I began to undress. The faint, familiar scent of Noah’s cologne lingered on my shirt, teasing my senses. Without thinking, I pressed the fabric to my nose, inhaling deeply, letting the memory of his presence wash over me.My stomach flipped with guilt. What the hell is wrong with me? I yanked the shirt away like it burned me, my cheeks heating at the thought of Simon catching me like this.After wrapping myself in a towel, I stepped out of the closet, only to stop
Nana’s POV“I am happy Noah” I answered, a bitter taste in my mouth at my own words while I stylishly avoided his interrogating gaze. I felt a twinge of guilt creep up in me. I hated Noah feeling sorry for me, it made me feel pathetic.“Does he make you cry?” Noah asked, a flash of anger in his eyes.“Gosh Noah! Drop it! Simon and I are fine, he’s just busy with work and he makes me happy, and I love him!” My voice broke out, harsher than I intended.Noah’s gaze softened. “Alright, I’m sorry for poking in your business.” His hands went up in the air.My stomach knotted in the guilt that now flooded me. “Way to go Nana!... He was just concerned about you and you made him feel bad… way to go you idiot!” I thought silently.“No no!... I’m sorry Noah… I know you mean well… but I promise Simon and I are happy together”“Yeah I know! It’s okay… I’m sorry too” His large hands cupped my face, stroking it gently for a moment before letting go.We sat there in silence sipping the bittersweet li
Nana’s POV There he was sitting, a face I hadn’t seen in years with those smile I remembered as adorable but now stirred up something in me. “Noah? Is that you?” my worn out voice spilled out almost in a whisper. I couldn’t believe my eyes. He stood, looking taller than I remembered, the years filling him out in a way I hadn’t expected. I didn’t move as he approached, his eyes glinting with a quiet dare. “I’ve missed you, birdie,” he murmured, his deep, soothing voice grazing my ears as he stopped just inches away. “Don’t call me that!” I protested, playfully swatting his hard, firm chest. But he was real, standing right in front of me, close enough to touch. His laughter rang out, digging up a well of nostalgia inside me. It filled me, in a way I hadn’t realized I was missing. “Come here you little devil!” I spread my arms wide reaching for a hug. The scent of his cologne filled my nostrils as I buried my face in his chest. “Aww! Did you miss me?” He teased. “Of course not!”