Brenda urged me, “Now go and tell him that you agree to move in with him,” as I walked over to the sink to rinse my hands. After drying them off, I turned to leave, but she called me back. “Please don’t ruin things. You can have your heartfelt talk or whatever later.”I gave her a thin-lipped smile, knowing she was doing her best to keep me from overthinking. I didn’t want to make things worse either. “Alright, I won’t.”She nodded encouragingly, a smile spreading across her face.She gave me an encouraging nod that was followed by a smile. I walked into the living room and saw Ivan sitting on the couch with Kelly lying on his chest, fast asleep. The sight softened my heart. Ivan's hand gently rested on her back, his gaze fixed on her peaceful face. For a moment, all the chaos seemed to fade away, replaced by a warmth I hadn’t felt in a long time.I took a deep breath and stepped closer, my voice low as I spoke. “Ivan?”He looked up at me, his expression softening further. “Hey,” he w
“Promise me you’ll be fine,” Brenda said, her voice thick with emotion as we stood next to the limo parked in front of her house. Ivan and Kelly were already inside, waiting for me to join them.“I’ll try,” I said, giving her a soft smile, “but you know you can always come to see me.” We wrapped each other in a tight, comforting hug, neither of us wanting to let go.“I will,” she whispered, pulling back slightly to look at me. “Please, take care of Kelly.”“I will,” I reassured her with a nod. The bodyguard stepped forward, opening the door to the limo. With one last look at Brenda, I climbed inside. She waved as the car pulled out of the driveway, her figure growing smaller as we drove away.Inside the car, Kelly was curled up next to Ivan, her head resting on his shoulder. Ivan gave me a gentle smile as I settled into the seat across from them. The weight of the moment pressed down on me as the city blurred past the windows, a mix of excitement and uncertainty swirling in my chest.
As I stepped inside, the room seemed to envelop me in warmth and elegance. Kelly was already bouncing on the bed, her laughter filling the space with a joy that momentarily eased my nerves. I couldn’t help but smile at her, though my heart still felt heavy with uncertainty. “Mommy, look how big this bed is!” Kelly squealed, her tiny hands spreading wide as if to show just how vast the bed seemed to her small frame.I chuckled softly, walking over to her. “It’s nice, isn’t it?”She nodded excitedly before hopping down and running to the large windows that overlooked a lush garden below. “Can I play there tomorrow?” she asked, pressing her face against the glass.“Of course, sweetie. We’ll explore everything,” I said, though my mind was still buzzing with thoughts of how Kelly was taking everything, she was a happy girl a contrast to how I feel. And sometimes I feel she's the only reason I would ever smile, but now Ivan was part of it. “We'll check out the garden tomorrow, let's settle
After following Mirabel to the room prepared for Kelly, I sat down on the bed beside her, picking up one of the many books from the shelves to read her a bedtime story. We spent most of the time daydreaming together, my three-year-old daughter and I. Kelly, smarter than anyone would expect for her age, soon veered off into her own curiosity, asking questions that made me smile.“Wow, Mommy. You mean that handsome man is famous?” Kelly gasped, covering her mouth in surprise.“Yes, honey,” I replied, gently rubbing her back. “And he’s also your father.”Her face scrunched up in thought before she pouted slightly. “But why wasn’t he there when I was born?” She looked at me with wide, expectant eyes.I hesitated for a moment, taken aback by the depth of her question. “Who told you he wasn’t there, baby?”“Aunt Brenda,” she replied, her voice soft but curious. “When I asked her when he was coming to see us.”I sighed, feeling the weight of the conversation. Kelly’s curiosity, her need for
I knelt down to Kelly’s level, trying to calm my trembling hands as I wiped my tears. “Sweetheart, we’re leaving. We’re going back to Aunt Brenda’s.”Kelly’s lip quivered, her little hands clutching mine tightly. “But why, Mommy? I don’t want to leave Dad.”Ivan stood up, his voice desperate as he stepped closer. “Vera, please don’t do this. Don’t walk away, not like this. I can fix this, I swear. My mother won’t come between us again.”I stood up and shot him a warning look not to come close to me or Kelly. “I thought all this was you wanting me back in your life, but you lied to me Ivan.“Ivan stared at me, he was trying his best to prove to me, but there was no point. I won't fall for his lies again.Mrs. Carlos continued cutting her steak, completely unfazed by the chaos unraveling around her. “Vera,” she said, her voice calm and condescending, “you think you can just walk away and take my granddaughter with you? Ivan deserves better than this drama. If you take one goddamn step o
I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to lash out. Her audacity to still control the situation infuriated me, even in her so-called apology. She may have admitted to burning down my shop, but the way she casually threw in that final demand about Kelly made my blood boil.“I’m not taking Kelly away from her father,” I said, keeping my voice calm though my body was trembling. “But you don’t get to make decisions for me or her. You’ve done enough damage, and no, a new shop won’t erase the pain you’ve caused.”Mrs. Carlos opened her mouth as if to retort, but I didn’t give her the chance. “I’m here for Ivan and for Kelly, not for you. And if you ever do something like that again—” I stopped myself, realizing my voice had risen.Kelly tugged at my hand, sensing the tension, her small face full of worry. “Mommy?”I exhaled, trying to calm down. “It’s okay, sweetie.”Mrs. Carlos took a step back, her hands clasped in front of her. “I’ve done what I can,” she said with a sigh, her expression
“You know I love you so much, Ivan. I just want us to be happy.” I mumbled as I felt his soft, wet mouth kissing a hot trail from my neck back up to my earlobe. “I want you always, I've miss every moment with you,” he whispered, before plunging his tongue between my lips. The kiss was sloppy, passionate and everything in between. His fingers worked their way under my dress, his rough fingers gently kneading the firm muscles there and I moaned, pressing my ass into his crotch.He took advantage of our position and lifted us off the ground, still holding me tightly against his chest. And carried me bridal style up the stairs to a room difference from the one at the top floor, he gently put me on the bed and slowly moving my dress up and exposing more of my smooth skin. The fabric covering my upper torso was thin enough and he used his thumbs to pull away the thin material. He leaned over me and pressed his lips to mine once again and my hands tangled into the thick, dark hair on his
I grabbed hold of the pillow, squeezing it softly. The lingering scent of Ivan's cologne prickled my pulse as I held it close, turning over to the other side. Opening my eyes, the memory of the previous night flooded my thoughts, and I instinctively glanced around for Ivan—but he wasn’t there.I got up from the bed, walking into the bathroom to wash up before returning to the room. A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts, and I made my way toward it.“Good morning, Mrs. Carlos,” Mirabel greeted with a bright smile, which I returned, though my mind was elsewhere. “Mr. Carlos requested that I assist you with a shopping trip to the mall.”“Okay,” I mumbled, wondering why this sudden shopping trip was necessary. “Do you know where he is?”“No, ma'am,” she replied.I nodded, feeling a little uneasy. Something about Ivan’s absence didn’t sit well with me. Why hadn't he mentioned anything? But I pushed the thought aside for now. There was no use jumping to conclusions just yet. "Do you k