Harper's POV“Please wait in the room for a moment. I’ve cleared the second floor, so only Marco will be coming up. You’ll hear his footsteps as he approaches,” the butler said as he closed the door behind him.Marco's POVIt felt like a premonition from the heavens, and I was practically running, taking two steps at a time. But as soon as I reached the door, I hesitated, suddenly afraid to open it.“Are you in there?” I spoke softly, hoping for a sign, anything to confirm that what I’d been told wasn’t a dream. That this was real. But the room was silent. I stood stubbornly, hoping—no, believing—that if she was truly awake, she would open the door for me. I swear, in my entire life, I’d never felt like this. My heart felt like it was being suspended on a fragile thread, barely holding on. I prayed for a miracle.“Are you just going to stand there all day?”The sound of the doorknob turning came from the other side. Slowly, the door creaked open, and there she was, standing right in f
Harper's POVI couldn’t hold back a moan. The teasing, the way he was toying with me, it was unbearable, leaving me in a state of wanting more. My eyes darted down to his cr.otch—his di.ck was already a massive bulge under his pants.But he seemed unfazed, continuing to torment me.I decided to take matters into my own hands—literally. My foot found its way to his cr.otch, pressing against him. He hadn’t expected that and sucked in a sharp breath.“Harper, stop,” he warned.“I won’t.”Finally, I had found a way to mess with him, and I wasn’t going to stop. I flexed my toes lightly, feeling his c.ock twitch beneath my foot. The heat from him was almost too much, even through the fabric of his pants.I didn’t notice the dangerous glint in his eyes as I kept pushing, determined to keep teasing him.Suddenly, he leaned down and took one of my already sensitive n.ipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue over it. I glanced down, seeing the top of his head as he worked, and a wave of heat
Marco’s POV“Does it hurt?”I held her close, pressing soft kisses to her nose as her body trembled slightly, her pupils dilated.After a while, she calmed down, her arms wrapping around my neck as she nestled against me.“No, it doesn’t. You know, Marco, there were moments when I thought I’d never wake up again.”Her words tugged at something deep inside me, making my heart ache. I knew she wasn’t someone who always wanted to be intimate like this. I still remembered the way she resisted the first time we were together. Today, she clung to me during our lovemaking, and it was clear—it wasn’t just about the s.ex. It was her fear, her need for reassurance after everything that had happened to her.I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, the warm water enveloping us both. After our time together, there was no emptiness between us, no hollow feeling. Instead, a warmth spread through the room, a deep connection that had never been this strong before.In her clear eyes, I saw noth
Marco’s POV“Harper?”Ever since she woke up, the house staff seemed to have more free time than ever. They were always missing when I needed them.“Sir.”The butler came rushing in, slightly out of breath.“Where has everyone gone?” I asked.“Madam has asked you to meet her in the garden,” he replied, avoiding a direct answer. I had a feeling Harper was getting everyone to do something odd again.The garden in this house was originally in front, but given the differences between Italy and the U.S., I had a new garden built at the back of the house along with a glass conservatory. I didn’t know back then whether she would ever wake up, but the garden became a place where I could pour all my hopes and thoughts.I took off my jacket and walked alone to the conservatory. No one else was around, or maybe they had all left already.Harper was bent over, watering the roses. They were vibrant, a deep red, with dew glistening on their petals.“I’m here,” I called softly.She straightened up,
Harper's POVI lay in bed for what felt like hours, finally mustering the courage to make a phone call. We ended up talking the entire night. The next day, I slept until noon. When I woke up, I noticed someone leaning against the bed."Marco?""You're awake?" His voice was low, and I could see the exhaustion on his face."What's wrong?" I asked, noticing how worn out he looked."Nothing… I just thought…" He trailed off, swallowing his words, but I could tell what he was worrying about.Time passed quickly, and soon, I was at his office, waiting for him to finish work.“Hello, do you have an appointment?”“I’m here to see your CEO,” I said, pulling out my phone and texting Marco.Dear, I’m downstairs.“Sorry, I’ll need to call and confirm.”The whispers around me grew louder.“Have you heard? There’s a gorgeous woman looking for our boss.”“Really? I’ve got to see this.”“She’s stunning!”“Please wait for a moment; the assistant will come to take you upstairs soon.”The receptionist sm
"Vince Evans is back! This is your last chance. You must be chosen, become his wife or lover, and then bear his heir."These words kept echoing in Lydia's head like a magic spell.Lydia bit her lip, feeling like a pet waiting to be picked by Vince.Being chosen meant that she could save her parents' company, become the rich wife everyone envied, have money and status, and become the mother of the next heir to the famous Evans family.It sounds great, doesn't it?However, being chosen also means she has to please Vince in bed, suffer the anger of this domineering billionaire, let him dictate terms in her life, and lose the freedom that once belonged to her."Don't pretend to be noble. You always refused to please rich men. Now our company is about to go bankrupt, and if you fail again this time, I'm going to sell you to a Mexican drug lord. If you want to live, go and please Vince. It's better for both of us."Lydia remembered the terrible look on her father's face when he said that.H
Lydia had just arrived at the party when she heard an exaggerated voice."My dear Lydia, there you are." A sexy, red-skirted woman came to her side.Lydia turned her head slightly, avoiding the strong perfume that came with the woman."Lydia, I never expected you to be here. Ever since Richard dumped you, I have been worried that you would be absent because no man would give you a high-fashion dress and jewelry. I was going to lend you the dress I wanted to get rid of, so you could come to the party. After all, it might be the only chance you have to see Vince."Lydia rolled her eyes, Bernice had consistently enjoyed making fun of her, considering her as an imaginary enemy since she was a child.Bernice liked to compete with her, from the decorations she wore to the boyfriends she dated, Bernice was always comparing herself to Lydia and made it a badge of honor to win over her.Richard, a drug dealer, pursued Lydia for years, claiming her as his lover. Bernice feels jealous and spread
Lydia is a very poor drinker. Usually, to prevent herself from getting drunk and losing her mind, she would only drink some champagne with a low alcoholic at a party.But now her dress is soaked with strong red wine.The 1982 Lafite was slightly fermented by her body heat, and the close-fitting fishtail dress clung even more to her skin, completely exposing her curves, and Lydia felt like a mermaid who had just been fished out of a wine barrel.The heavy smell of alcohol wrapped around her and she felt a little dizzy. As she lay in the lounge, she felt the wine slowly entering her body through her skin.She felt a little thirsty and hot, and could only open her little sexy mouth like a stranded fish to demand more air.Lydia staggered to her feet. She wasn't going to change anymore, she wanted to get home fast.She stumbled out of the room, holding onto the wall, and was trying to orient herself with disoriented eyes as she searched the dimly lit hallway for an exit.Suddenly, she hea
"I don't know.""You don't know? Then how did you have a baby?"In Lydia's world, having a baby is something that requires two people to engage in. A man and a woman have s.ex, then the woman is conceived, and eventually gives birth to a baby. Only in mythology are there stories of young girls getting pregnant without having s.ex, which are usually miracles.So Gwen ......"Wait!" Gwen reached out and knocked Lydia on the head. She knew that Lydia, as a designer, had a rich imagination. "Don't fantasize too much. We live in the real world, not the supernatural world, OK? As a healthy adult woman, if I want to get pregnant, there are only two ways. Making love to a man or artificial insemination.""So Pearl is a Test Tube Baby?" Lydia had learned about IVF at a college orientation. While it's a technology that brings hope to many couples, it also puts women through a lot of pain. The size of the follicles is tested, ovulation is facilitated, eggs are retrieved with long syringes, and t
Countless questions filled Lydia's head.Gwen had never had a boyfriend since her parents died. She had to fight like a warrior woman every day against her uncle who tried to steal her property. As the first female CEO, many men approached Gwen with various intentions, but Gwen kept her head clear and never fell for men's rhetoric.Why is Gwen pregnant?Who is the father of the baby?Why did she choose to give birth to the baby alone in secret?There is no doubt that Gwen's disappearance was related to her pregnancy. She disappeared when she was pregnant, isolating all news related to her pregnancy, and only returned like a victorious queen when the baby was born.Gwen saw these doubts in Lydia's expression and she smiled faintly. "I'll explain to you slowly when I get back, it's complicated. Now can you please introduce these men?""Hello, beauty. Oh, if you don't mind me calling you that. I'm Cecil, the owner of Denve's Bar." Cecil held out a hand, didn't wait for Lydia to react bef
The two of them were so involved in making love that it seemed to meld their souls together and then break them up in half.Lydia was so tired that she closed her eyes and passed out. Vince also closed his eyes and enjoyed the afterglow of his o.rgasm, but he wasn't sleepy at all and his spirits were high.Vince held Lydia in his arms and kissed her. Reason told him that one lovemaking session was enough for her, but his body refused to let her go. He went along with the position of holding her from behind and thrust in, buried deep inside, moving tenderly and slowly. She woke up, half asleep in a thin, delicate hum. "Baby ......," Vince kissed her ear heavily, "come again ......, okay?"Lydia softly "mmm", with a strong nasal sound.Vince’s heart skipped a beat, his p.enis against her moving desperately, and finally in her long, soft cries to reach the climax ......The third time.Vince coaxed her to do it again, and how could Lydia refuse him? She slowly turned her face to kiss hi
Lydia almost jumped into the car that Vince had given her and shouted to the driver anxiously, "Please drive fast, I want to go back."When the driver saw Lydia's anxious look, he didn't delay anymore and drove in the direction of the hospital right away. But when she arrived at the hospital, Vince was not there."Vince went to inspect his property. Oh, that's a luxury hotel. Now that the mafia's leader has gone nowhere, those enemies have naturally retreated. As the CEO, Vince went to inspect the hotel to make sure everything was in order." Cecil answered Lydia while playing with his golden retriever on the hospital lawn, enjoying his last vacation in Europe.When he goes back home, what awaits him is a fiancée and a marriage that gives him a headache. Although Cecil hadn't thought of a way to cope with this, he decided to ditch these worries for now and enjoy the French sunshine."The driver knows the address of the hotel, so you can take a car and go straight there. Please remember
Over the next few days, Lydia moved to the lounge to sleep at night because she was worried about the wounds on Vince's body, but she found herself waking up in Vince's arms every morning.Apparently, Vince carried a sleeping Lydia to his bed every night, like a child obsessed with some kind of game. Lydia tried to protest, but Vince always said in a supplicating and sad tone, "I just want to hold you to sleep, or I'll lose sleep in the hospital. I won't do anything else, just hold you, okay?"Vince really didn't do anything excessive in bed, and Lydia felt a little impersonal if she had refused him. Besides, Vince is a sick man, and Lydia has always had an intolerance for him.Well, Vince is not really just holding Lydia.Every time Lydia woke up in the middle of the night or in the morning, Vince's hands were on her breasts.Vince's hands were so big that he could cover her breast with one hand and then rubbed it in her sleep, intentionally or unintentionally.Lydia took it as an un
Lydia did not sleep comfortably. In her dream, she felt that she was being watched by eyes all the time.Whether she was walking, eating or bathing, there was a pair of eyes watching her all the time, making her feel a hint of shame. Especially when she was taking a shower, those eyes were like big hands, their gaze caressing her body to the last detail, not sparing a single skin.Lydia couldn't keep her eyes open. In her dreams, she was naked, lying on the bed, feeling the gaze of those eyes. Slowly, a man came to the bed, hugged her from behind, and then caressed her while kissing her.This feeling ......Lydia squirmed restlessly, unable to tell if she was enjoying it or resisting it, as the man's body behind her grew hotter and hotter, and she knew what would happen next ......The clips of her lovemaking with Vince kept flashing into her mind: Vince's hot breath, the p.ennis stained with her bodily fluids, the shameful lovemaking positions, the shivering p.ussy, the ambiguous moa
The smell of alcohol from the hospital, the faint scent of jasmine in the room, mixed with Vince's hot breath and Lydia's scent, everything became misty.Vince's throat twitched, and he licked his lips, which were dry from the heat, and then kissed the lips of Lydia, whom he had been longing for.Lydia squirmed at first out of unease, and slowly, as Vince kissed her deeper and deeper, her breathing became unsteady, even whimpering like a cat.The two of them kissed passionately, and Lydia put both hands on Vince's shoulders, lying softly on the bed, close to him.Vince pushed her away slightly, leaving a palm's length, and quickly stripped her of her clothes.Vince reached out and pressed the curtain button. The curtains blocked out the light, and the room was dark, with only a few small lights emitting a dim, ambiguous glow. The "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door was lit up. No one would break in, and it was their time.Vince came out of the indulgent kiss in a ragged breath, looking
Lydia's eyes moistened as she recalled the events of the past on campus.God still favored her by allowing her to meet Vince again instead of letting her marry those hypocritical and lustful rich men.Although Vince is now a bit changed, tainted with some billionaire habits, such as arrogance and dominance, but his feelings for Lydia have not changed, nor has he become the kind of womanizer who indulges in one-night stands.More importantly, Lydia has always had feelings for him as well.Never mind, as long as they can live happily together, even if their second encounter is somewhat unhappy, so what?Lydia doesn't even care about that right now, she just prays that Vince will wake up.She took Vince's hand and put his hand on her face."Vince, you're a bad man. You said you'd be safe, and you broke your word.""Vince, you need to stop sleeping. I'll forgive you for what you did before if you wake up now.""If you wake up, I promise you. I will be your girlfriend, get married to you,
With Vince's handsome appearance and intelligence, even though he hid his family background, he was a hit on campus and was often courted by girls.He never wanted to fall in love because he thought women were a pain in the ass. And his mother was too strong a person, and he had a long way to go to pass the test to inherit the family fortune. During his college years, Vince was so full of how to become a stronger man that he didn't think about falling in love.Falling in love is a very troublesome thing, like a chewing gum which is being stuck on clothes. You remember what it tastes like, but it becomes a piece of junk that sticks to you.Vince is a cool guy. How can he be trapped by such a ridiculous thing?He didn't think that he would fall for this damn couple's activity. What pisses him off even more is that he was rejected!Vince, the heir of a famous American luxury hotel, a handsome man who was in the top 10 of the nation's golden bachelors at the age of 18, was rejected by a w