After Hannah's ridiculous arrival, Abby and Keith are unable to contain their laughter in order to annoy her. Lucas then gives them both a death gaze, which causes them to stop, but when dinner is over, Lucas and Hannah immerse themselves in the blue water.Ryleigh is presently setting the table, and her gaze slowly drifted down to the two smiling at each other; Lucas is currently carrying Hannah while resting his head beneath her neck. Seeing Lucas grin at the woman he loves causes the lady indescribable sorrow, but she will be in Florida next week, and knows she will have the opportunity to be his wife and even more so, his pet.Only an animal; never his wife.Before she could cry, she averted her attention from them and began to carry their belongings as she walked into the kitchen. She observed Keith and Abby conversing at the countertop. She entered the house and placed the items on the table."Let Keith do the dishes, Rye," said Abby as she approached her.Rye stared her in the
The following morning, Abby's game began. Since Ryleigh awoke early, Abby followed and proceeded to Luke's room, where she pounded on the door with the side of her fist until Luke opened it."How are you doing, Lucas?" Abby greeted the man with her lively voice, but he merely regarded her with a frown."Regardless, you look quite handsome with your bedroom hairstyle, but should I enter?" She inquired with a wicked grin on her lips.Luke furrowed his brows. “Why?”"I bet my slave is in there, and it's already 5:25," she glanced at her wristwatch.Lucas remained silent and then opened the door wide for her. Abby's euphoria caused her to grasp Luke's chiseled abs, causing him to groan and curse.Abby chuckled. "Next time, just wear your shirt," she murmured as she entered and approached Hannah, who was still blissfully sleeping in Luke's bed."Observe how this whore sleeps and snores softly as if she were not a whore—""Like you?" Luke, who is currently wearing his shirt, commented."You
The intensity of Lucas's voice never ceased to give Ryleigh goosebumps. If Abby did not intervene and stop her, her knees would likely buckle and she would fall at any time. Luke then simply walked away, but Rye knew that once Abby was gone, she would have to face whatever he had planned for her.The following day, Lucas left his residence early to accompany Hannah to the airport. Abby will also go at 5:30, as her departure is at 8:30 and she must arrive at the airport two hours in advance."Don't let Luke treat you like you're a scrap. He is your husband, even if it's just on paper. You maintain the right. And if your mother finds out about everything, I'm certain she will force you to divorce Luke," Abby remarked as she applied foundation to her face.Rye expelled a heavy sigh. "I am aware that we still have a chance. Don't fret. Luke won't harm me. He may be impolite to me, but he never—""You cannot tell me a lie, Rye. But I will no longer debate with you about it. You are mature
Ryleigh took a shower before leaving her room and heading to the playroom. She stood before it for several minutes before Lucas arrived.No one spoke until they entered the building. And Rye had the opportunity to observe him for a bit as he closed the door. He was dressed in basic pants and a white shirt. His muscles contracted, and when she caught a glimpse of his butt, she cursed in her mind.She knew that he took a shower because his hair is still damp.The man remained silent until he went to his mini-fridge in the left corner of the room, close to the door, to retrieve something.Rye continued to observe him until she noticed the container Lucas was carrying."Are you ready to play?" he inquired as he approached and sat on the edge of the bed. The container remains in his grasp."Ah, Rye." His head movement drew her attention and brought her back to her senses. "Why do you always require me to repeat myself? I thought you had an average IQ, but this is simply a basic inquiry," h
Lucas was noting five fantasies on separate sheets of paper.-Suck a dick in 5 minutes.-Perform the lap dance without getting a boner.-Reached for your breasts and sucked one of their tips.-Begin to finger yourself without complaining.-Become a cowgirl.He desired to add more, but five fantasies are already sufficient, and he doubts that Ryleigh could complete them all. Therefore, he must still provide punishment if she fails. He rolled the paper and placed it in a little box before going downstairs for coffee.As anticipated, Rye was cooking in the kitchen when he entered. As the woman turned around, their eyes locked, and it was she who broke the tension.Indeed, Rye is gorgeous, but she recently squandered her time pressuring someone to marry her, and now she's suffering for it.If she had only thought more than twice and realized that her life is in his hands, she would not be here enduring his fury.If only she had given him what he desired for so long, she would not be exper
Lucas cursed when he contacted the doctor thirty minutes ago and he still had not arrived. The moment the doorbell rang, he rubbed his hand across his face, indicating that he was beginning to become enraged.When he opened it, he nearly punched the man in the face."Chill, man. I have an urgent situation and must save a life.""Just go in," Luke said."Wow, your home is rather large and I'm sure it was expensive. You reside with Hannah here?" The man inquired when he may enter and gazed around."She has left the country. Luke replied "for a week" and began to climb the stairs."Whom shall I then treat? You?" the man inquired inquisitively."Shut up and follow me," Luke responded, causing the man to giggle."Same Luke, only Hannah has the ability to melt your heart, huh?"Luke did not respond before entering Rye's room. He had already donned Rye's clothes before calling a doctor.And what are we doing? Holy crap! The man cursed upon seeing Rye asleep. Who is this angel?"Get on your
It was a cold, starry night; stars continued to twinkle in the deep gray sky, and the moon shone as if it were the most brilliant creation He had ever made. The neighborhood was all in deep sleep. The sounds of the waves create a peaceful atmosphere across the area.Ryleigh remained in bed and was extremely awake. She is beginning to sense whether her body is still weak or if she still has a fever, but praise God, it has passed.She suddenly felt thirsty and was going to remove her comforter when she heard someone enter her room. According to his physique, he is a male. And there are only two individuals in the house; her and Luke. But what will Lucas do in her chamber at this time? He knew she couldn't still accomplish what he desired, and visiting her would wound his pride.She waited for the man to approach before her eyes widened in recognition of Lucas.The way he moved, though, suggested that he was attempting to maintain his equilibrium, and when the light from the lampshade sh
Ryleigh never saw Lucas again after having breakfast. It was Saturday, and she was aware that the man seldom left the house on weekends unless Hannah is present. They will have a date outdoors. Yes, she is the wife, but she has never actually been one. Lucas never invites her out on a date, not even a sham one. She must accept her plight, no matter how painful it is.Every young lady desired a happily ever after romance with their prince charming. Well, she could say that her life is currently akin to a fairytale, where she is the weakling—the slave—and is waiting for a fairy godmother to rescue her, or like Rapunzel in her tower, waiting for her prince charming, and will spend the night in the lake singing—oh, whatever she's thinking, it's sheer stupidity. It is a nasty old story in a book that was created solely to fool children.She was in this situation when Lucas noticed her on the second floor."Tonight, let's just have a one-hour session. 7 pm. Next week, Hannah will already be
Ryleigh’s POV Months have already passed, yet Lucas is still not awake. There has been no advancement. And I almost gave up, but I am aware that he is fighting. He is attempting to return for me... for us. And every idea of losing him nearly rends me apart. How many drugs has he received by injection? I lost count. I pray every day and every moment, but especially while I am by his side, holding his hand, pressing it, and conversing with him. I am aware that there is yet hope. And I believe that miracles are possible. A month ago, our daughter became one year old. We celebrated it in his room, attempting to lighten the mood on that particular day, but we all knew it was futile. Lucas is laying on a hospital bed with equipment inserted into various portions of his body, and he is sleeping so soundly that we fear he will pass away at any time. Damn it! May God have mercy on me. Why should he be one of the many individuals who desired to engage in pointless activities? Why must Luca
When you believed that everything was in order, you relaxed and enjoyed yourself. Ryleigh never imagined that Hannah would reach the point where she would attempt to hurt innocents. Since Hannah had simply given Lucas until 4:00 p.m. to arrange everything, he asked her to stay, but she declined. "We must notify Abby. They can assist." “No! I will handle this on my own. Please comply. It is for your benefit. You have no idea what will happen—" "Lucas, we cannot predict what will occur. Please, let's coordinate with them rather than with law enforcement. You're a broker, correct?" "I resigned." The eyes of Rye expanded. "I don't care. Abby is my companion. Keith and Drake are your friends.” "This has no bearing on them. I must resolve this issue by myself." Rye yanked a hair strand out of fury. "You don't get it, do you? I desired to assist. My daughter—" "Our daughter," he remarked. “Yes. Ours. And I must—" Luke cupped her face and peered into her eyes, which caused her to st
It is an undeniable fact that we enjoy being liked. We have a natural yearning to feel a part of a group or to be liked by another individual. Life does not always afford us acceptance, however. Instead, it is frequently loaded with rejections, refusals, and everything else. Rejection helps us move our attention from our mistakes to how we can improve. Ace will utilize rejection as a defining event for himself. He then realizes that rejection becomes easier with repeated exposure. Continuously running into it demonstrates a gutsy will to seek out opportunities. And each time you recover from a setback, you emerge somewhat more powerful. Although he may accept the rejection, the anguish remains. It is still apparent, and it has further hurt his heart. The suffering of loving someone who does not return his affection is killing him. He feels as though his universe has fallen apart. Often, loving someone who does not love you back is heartbreaking. It is even awful. It is simple t
The following day, Rye was astonished to find Lucas sitting in her family's living room and conversing with her father. Then, carrying her child, she approached them. When he spotted them, the man stood up and smiled, which is unusual. He is not this way. She had never seen Lucas grin at her with such sincerity as he does now. He welcomed them with "Good morning, Rye" and moved closer to them. "You're early," is the only thing she can say. "I've decided to pay you a visit, and your father and I will be attending the summit." Rye was unable to speak. She suddenly recalled Ace. ‘How is he doing?’ She simply nodded. Lucas extended his hand towards Amelia and bit his lower lip. “Can I?” She grinned. The man desired to carry his daughter, thus Amelia was handed up to him. She asserted, "Let's have a cup of hot coffee in the kitchen." Lucas desired to smile and was incredibly red-faced. However, he held it. He does not wish to presume things for which he may have the opportunity.
Following breakfast, Rye decided to depart the motel. However, as she was ready to touch the elevator button, she hesitated. It began to manifest, Lucas. Her heart is close to bursting out of her chest due to shock. Her lips parted and her eyes expanded. The elevator was about to close when Lucas placed his hand between the doors to prevent it from closing. He then moved outside, but his sight never left Rye. Rye then pretended to have a cough and was about to enter the room when he stopped her. "We need to talk," he stated in a monotone voice. At that time, her body did not react appropriately. She caught herself nodding just now. She removed her arms from his grasp, causing him to scowl. He asserted, "Follow me," and started to walk. After a few minutes of strolling, they encountered the individuals she desired to avoid. “Ryleigh?” She whispered "Dad." It was her father and mother who were carrying her daughter. She is uncertain whether she will cry at that moment. Especially
Before arriving at the hotel, Ace never bothers Rye on their flights. The summit arranged for everything, from food to lodging. They will spend a week in California. At eight o'clock in the evening, he invited Rye to supper, but she declined. It is yet another sort of suffering for him. But what more could he do if she refused, claiming she was not hungry? Afterward, he spent the night alone. He decided to go to the bar in the restaurant where he had dinner. He then reached for some potent alcoholic beverages in an effort to forget his troubles. Ace was certain that it was Rye, not his past, that constantly caused his chest to clench. It took him days to grasp it. Since he met Rye, he has already let go of Margaret's memories and accepted everything from the past. When he had nearly consumed seven drinks, he decided to ascend to his chamber. When he reached their floor, he halted in front of Rye's room with the intention of knocking, but instead, he turned his back and entered the ro
"Why are you resigning, Lucas?" Keith's automobile was filled with the roar of his voice. They were on their way to the main office to hand over Lucas' resignation letter. Keith is unaware of his motive, but he is aware that it involves Hannah and Rye. “You can simply take a break without having to re—" Lucas said, "I've already chosen." His forehead contracted. “Why?” Lucas glanced at him before returning his attention to the road. "Do I need reasons for quitting?" he inquired. "Of course." He laughed with sarcasm. "I must only concentrate on the company. Individual investors are leaving the market. Hela also needs my focus. Perhaps these are sufficient grounds, right?" Keith let out a heavy sigh. "Well, the choice is yours. I am aware I cannot undo it." "I also wanted to recuperate fully from that accident and desperately wanted to retrieve those memories," he added. Keith nodded and remained silent till they arrived at the agency. It took only minutes for Lucas to submit
Rye spent all of her time in Ace's office, reading books and browsing the web. She was unable to comprehend Ace's actions. It seems like he's, her boyfriend. The manner in which he behaves as a possessive lover... being bipolar as a result of what occurred earlier—he is merely stating the obvious. And when she attempted to confront him, he would instantly change the subject. She sighed and glanced at her wristwatch, which revealed that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. She looked at Ace and sighed once more. He is continuing to sign some documents that he was apparently unable to sign earlier due to distraction. She is curious as to why. She stood and adjusted her attire before approaching him. Ace then felt her presence, prompting him to look at her with a slightly furrowed brow. She inquired, "What time are we leaving for home?" Ace looked back over his actions. "I'm just going to complete this," he responded. She then nodded, placed her hand behind her back, and mo
After leaving the hospital, Rye and Abby proceeded to a coffee shop to discuss various matters. Abby exhales deeply and cannot look directly into Rye's eyes. Because she anticipated that her friend would inquire about her. "Your sigh is really disturbing, Abby. Seems you're nervous, huh?" Rye inquired while sipping her iced caramel coffee. She said, "I loathe the way you stared at me." Rye's brow furrowed as she nibbled on her onion toast. She added as she sipped her coffee, "I know you have a lot of questions running through your head right now, and I'm considering how to answer them." Rye let out a quiet chuckle. "You know me too well," she said. She gave a headshake. "I only wanted to ask one question. Do not fret," she added. At that moment, Abby scoffed. "You cannot deceive me. I anticipated that you would have additional questions following that." She even tapped the wooden table while laughing. “Amazing. Indeed, you're an agent," she confirmed, observing Abby's widening e