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
The car came to a smooth stop in front of the mall, and one of the bodyguards swiftly stepped out, making his way over to open the door for us. As we climbed down and began walking towards the entrance, I could feel the eyes of the crowd on us. Almost immediately, people around started to take out their phones, snapping pictures and recording videos.I sighed inwardly. It was hard to live a normal life when you’re married to someone like Ivan, someone who commanded so much attention. We barely stepped into the mall before the bodyguards moved into action, closing the door behind us and keeping the growing crowd of fans outside. It felt surreal—people pushing and craning their necks to get a glimpse of us, and it dawned on me that Ivan wasn’t just a star in Canada; his influence stretched far beyond, with admirers from all over the world.“Mommy, are those people Daddy’s fans?” Kelly asked, her big curious eyes gazing up at me. I looked down at her, the little bundle of joy who was th
"Are you ready, Ma'am?" Mirabel’s voice came from the hallway as I finished applying the last touch of lip gloss. I gave myself a final glance in the full-length mirror, smoothing down the soft fabric of the emerald-green gown that hugged my figure perfectly. My hair was styled in soft waves, and the dress shimmered under the low light of the bedroom. "Yes," I replied, hurrying toward the door, the sound of my heels clicking softly against the marble tiled floor. As I stepped out, Mirabel’s eyes lit up. “You look absolutely stunning, Ma’am. Mr. Carlos won’t be able to take his eyes off you.” “Thank you, Mirabel,” I said, offering her a small smile. But behind my smile was a nervous tension building in my chest. The dinner tonight wasn’t just a simple event. It was something bigger—an opportunity, perhaps, to reshape the future or fall deeper into the chaos that had haunted us. Kelly came rushing toward me in her pink dress, her little hands reaching out to grab mine. “Mommy, a
He turned to me with a soft smile, his eyes filled with warmth. “Veronica Carlisle,” he began, his voice steady, “will you marry me for real this time? Will you be the woman who stands by my side forever?”Before I could even process his words, he knelt in front of me, holding out a small velvet box. The world around us seemed to fade, the cameras, the people, even the weight of Mrs. Carlos’s gaze, none of it mattered. It was just Ivan, me, and the question that could change everything. The room fell silent, all eyes locked on us, waiting for my answer. My heart pounded in my chest, and my throat tightened as I stared at the ring, a stunning diamond glinting in the light. “Ivan…” I whispered, my voice trembling slightly. Kelly tugged on my dress, her eyes wide with excitement. “Mommy, say yes!” she urged, her innocent plea cutting through the overwhelming emotions swirling inside me. I looked down at Ivan, my heart full of love, fear, and hope all at once. Could I really take this
After putting Kelly to bed and reading one of Ivan's stories to her, I settled onto the bleachers near the pool, staring into the night. The water shimmered under the moonlight, its surface reflecting the stars above. As I sat there, I felt a mix of emotions swirling within me, happiness, uncertainty, and a tinge of fear. The evening had been a whirlwind, filled with celebration and confrontation, but now, in the quiet of the night, I was left to process everything. My thoughts drifted back to Ivan and the way he stood up to his mother. His unwavering support made me feel loved and cherished, but it also filled me with a sense of responsibility. Could we truly withstand the storm that was Mrs. Carlos? Would our love be enough to overcome the obstacles ahead? I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. This was a pivotal moment in our lives, and I knew that I had to remain strong for both Ivan and Kelly. The cool breeze brushed against my skin, reminding me that the nigh
I walked down the stairs with Kelly, her excitement bubbling over as she adjusted to our new life. She seemed to be enjoying everything more than I could have imagined, especially the thought of us becoming a proper family.“Mommy, daddy said I’m going to be at the wedding?” Kelly asked, hopping around as we made our way downstairs. Her energy was contagious, and seeing her so happy lifted my spirits.“Oh, really?” I said, playfully narrowing my eyes. “Looks like someone’s been talking a lot with daddy behind my back.” I scooped her up, cradling her in my arms as she giggled, filling the house with her laughter. Her joy was contagious, and I couldn’t help but laugh along with her. After a moment, I set her back down, and we continued to the dining area hand-in-hand.“Sorry, ma'am, that breakfast is this late,” Mirabel said apologetically as we took our seats.“It’s alright, Mirabel,” I replied with a smile. “I know how it feels to be the one doing all the work.” I threw her a wink, ho
He pulled out and put it in again, going faster as I held onto him, his mouth finding mine in a searing kiss. As his thrusts increased and I felt that wave of pleasure again washing over me, I could only grip him tighter and close my eyes, willing myself to come faster. My climax ripped through me and I clutched onto him, my whole body shaking uncontrollably as my release hit me hard, sending me into oblivion. I felt his warm cum spilling over my stomach, soaking into me as he held me tightly. His breathing slowed and his hands smoothed over my body, soothing and comforting, making sure that I was okay.He kissed me softly as he let me down, pulling out of me and laying me gently on the bed. When he got under the covers beside me. I smiled, snuggling into his warmth.He kissed me on my neck softly slowly the urge to have another moment came once again, and I leaned in kissing him my tongue diving into his mouth surveying his tongue. I climbed over him my body onto his erect as I bega
We spent a long time on the lawn that night, our bodies entwined as we lay side by side on the soft grass, staring up at the sky. The moon was full, its silvery light casting a glow over the world around us. A gentle breeze rustled the trees in the distance, carrying with it the scent of pine and fresh earth. I felt a deep sense of contentment, a peacefulness I hadn’t known in years.“I never thought a time like this would come,” I said softly, breaking the silence, my voice barely above a whisper. “After all that your mom did to me.” I turned my head to look at Ivan, who still had his gaze fixed on the sky, his profile illuminated by the soft glow of the moon.He didn’t respond right away, but I saw the faint smile tug at the corners of his lips. After a moment, he turned toward me, his blue eyes meeting mine with an intensity that took my breath away. “I knew it would come,” he said, his voice steady, reassuring. “But I didn’t think it would be this soon.”He pulled me closer to hi
Brenda had her bags packed as we stood together at the doorway, holding each other in a long, tight hug. She had been my rock throughout all the madness, and now she was going on a vacation for her work trip.“I’m going to miss you,” I said, my voice heavy with emotion. “I don’t know how I would have gotten through any of this without you.”Brenda smiled, pulling back to look at me, her eyes filled with warmth. “You’ve been strong, Veronica. Stronger than you give yourself credit for. I’m always just a call away, and don’t you dare forget that. You're always welcome in Paris whenever you feel like seeing your Fav cousin.”“I won’t forget all you did for me.” I said, wiping a tear that had started to roll down my cheek. “Thank you for everything.”We shared one last hug before she picked up her suitcase. Mark, her new romantic interest, was waiting by the car, ready to drive her to the airport. She gave me a wink and a playful nudge toward the house.“Take care of that man in there and
“Yes, Alfonso, I'll come over today to give you the mansion documents,” Ivan said as I walked into the living room. He was sitting on the couch, phone in hand, his tone serious. “Make sure it's confidential. I don't want anyone knowing about it.”I placed the cup of coffee I was holding on the table and took a seat opposite him. His call ended, and he looked at me with a warm smile. “Thanks, my love, for the coffee,” he said, reaching for his cup.I smiled back, taking a sip from mine, but I couldn't shake the thoughts swirling in my mind. I lowered my gaze, and Ivan noticed the unease written across my face. He stood up, still holding his cup, and moved to sit beside me, his expression softening with concern.“What’s wrong, my love?” he asked gently, placing his hand on my shoulder. The warmth of his touch was comforting, but it wasn’t enough to ease the knot tightening in my chest.I sighed, my voice shaky as I spoke. “I’m just thinking... since you're selling the mansion here in Pa
Ivan’s hand found mine, squeezing it gently. “I was blind, Veronica. I thought I was protecting my family, but in reality, I was only protecting their lies. I hate that it took me so long to realize.”I was silent for a moment, letting his words sink in. The hurt, the betrayal, it was still there, but hearing Ivan acknowledge his role in it, hearing him apologize with such sincerity, softened some of the walls I had built.“I just wanted to be enough for you, Ivan,” I whispered. “But your mother made me feel like I was nothing, and you… you never defended me.”He turned toward me, lifting my chin so our eyes met. “You were always enough, Veronica. I’m so sorry I didn’t make you feel that way. I was too wrapped up in my own fears, in trying to live up to what my mother expected. But that’s over now.”I nodded, my heart aching with a mixture of relief and sadness. “I don’t want to go through that again, Ivan. I can’t. Kelly can’t.”“I know,” he whispered, his voice full of regret. “I do
“Daddy, why's mommy over there is she trying you?“ Kelly asked looking up at Ivan. Her question seemed innocent enough, but it hung in the air like a fragile thread, threatening to unravel the delicate balance I was trying to keep.Ivan glanced at me, his eyes searching for some kind of permission or understanding. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, not sure how to handle the moment. How could we explain this tangled mess to Kelly without breaking her heart?Ivan smiled down at Kelly and gently stroked her hair. “No, sweetheart. Mommy’s just giving us some time to enjoy our ice cream. She’s not avoiding me.” He tried to keep his tone light, but even Kelly could sense that things weren’t right.She wrinkled her nose, unconvinced. “But you should sit together. Like in the movies.”Ivan chuckled softly, though it was strained. “Maybe someday we will, princess. For now, let’s just enjoy our ice cream, okay?”Kelly, satisfied for the moment, returned her focus to her ice cream, but I coul
“Mommy, are they gone?” Kelly whispered, pushing open the door and making her way towards us.I turned towards her and scooped her up into my arms. “Yes, honey. They’re gone,” I said softly as I carried her over to the couch in the living room, placing her gently down.She looked up at me, her innocent eyes filled with expectation. “Is it Daddy?” she asked, her voice small but hopeful.I hesitated, glancing at Brenda, who was sitting on the couch, her attention fixed on her phone. The weight of Kelly’s question hung in the air. How could I explain everything to her, a child who only wanted to feel safe and loved by the people she thought should protect her?I opened my mouth to say something when the door creaked open. I looked up and saw Ivan standing in the doorway, watching us with a mixture of hope and regret. He was part of Kelly’s life, whether I liked it or not, but the complexities of our situation made everything more difficult.I sat down next to Kelly, brushing a hand throu
Mrs. Carlos’ face paled, her eyes widening in shock as the weight of Ivan’s words hit her. For the first time, her composed mask slipped, revealing the fear and desperation underneath. “Nathaniel told you…?” she whispered, her voice trembling. “That ungrateful, how dare he?”Ivan released her wrist and stepped back, shaking his head in disbelief. “Yes, he told me everything. And I still can't believe you of all people would do that to me, I thought father was the bad one. Because he left when we were young, but now I see you for your true colors. I thought the problem was Nathaniel, all this time, I thought it was just him acting out of spite, but it was you pulling the strings. You did everything you could to make sure we would never be happy. And for what? Your pride? Your obsession with control, money? Did you stop for once your think about me?“Mrs. Carlos’ eyes flickered between Ivan and me, her face contorted with a mixture of fury and panic. “I did it to protect you!” she spat.
The loud banging on the door drew our attention, and I immediately stood up. "Wait here, baby. Don’t come out until I say so." I told Kelly “Okay, mommy.“ She nodded, her wide eyes filled with fear, as I closed the door behind me. My heart pounded as I made my way to the living room. The constant hammering on the door sent chills down my spine. Who could it be? The first thought that flashed through my mind was Ivan's fans. Maybe they hadn’t accepted my statement on the news and had come to confront me in person.Brenda appeared from the laundry room, her expression mirroring my own, fear. We were both terrified of who might be on the other side of that door. I stepped forward to check, but Brenda held up a hand, stopping me."You should go back," she whispered urgently. "I’ll open the door and see who it is.""It’s too dangerous. I can’t let you do that," I whispered back, glancing toward the kitchen as a possible hiding place in case it really was Ivan's fans."I’m scared, V," she