SarahThe next day, I decided to explore Vincent's mansion a bit. It is supposed to be my home now, too, after all.I ran into a woman dusting the shelves, so that became my first stop."Hi!" I chirp.The woman turns around and smiles. "Hello, Mrs. Sterling. I am Jennifer.""Yuck, don't call me Mrs. Sterling. My name is Sarah. Keep that Satan Spawn's name off of me," I say and make a face.Jennifer laughs. "Satan Spawn? Are you talking about Vincent? Oh, come on, he is not that bad.""Not bad? Give me a break. I've been in this house for one day and a half, and I already want to throw myself out of the window. But enough about me. What do you do here, Jennifer?" I ask."A little bit of everything. I have been with the Sterling family for a long time, so Vincent's father sent me here to work after he decided to move out," Jennifer says."Ah, so are you like a Butler?" I ask.Jennifer smiles. "Something like that. And now I am in charge of taking care of you. If you ever need anything,
Sarah"Oh my god! You have to get this dress, Sarah," Sophia chirps as she points at the mannequin wearing a red dress.I look at the dress that Sophia is enthusiastically pointing at. It's a vibrant red, flowing gown that seems to catch everyone's attention in the store."Hmm, it's nice," I say, studying it.Sophia grins. "Nice? It's more than nice. It's stunning! Imagine wearing this to one of Vincent's events. You'll be the talk of the town."I raise an eyebrow. "That's not exactly what I'm aiming for."Sophia nudges me playfully. "Come on, live a little. Besides, Vincent will appreciate the effort. Trust me, he notices these things.""Him noticing me is the opposite of what I want," I say, frowning.Sophia giggles. "Okay. Maybe you will be noticed by someone who will rescue you from Vincent and you two will ride off to the sunset."Did I mention I like this chick?"Fine, let's add it to the pile. But I'm not turning into a Sterling Barbie doll," I relent"Don't worry, you won't. N
SarahI slowly turn around, planning to tiptoe out of here. I feel like I heard something I shouldn't have, even though I barely heard anything."Who is out there?"I halt. How can he know through the closed door? It is made of thick wood!I take two more steps, contemplating if I should run."Sarah?"Dammit...how does he know!?"Get in here, NOW!" he demands.I find myself slowly turning around as I don't have the guts to defy his commanding tone. I creak open the door and step into his study.Vincent's piercing gaze bore into me as he demands, "What were you up to out there, Sarah?"My heart skips a beat as I bite my lower lip, unable to look away from his piercing stare. And wait, when did he start wearing glasses? Suddenly, my asshole husband looks more like a hot and irresistible professor."Sarah?" he repeats, his voice firm.I blink, snapping back to reality. "Oh, I, um, I was just meditating.""Meditating...outside my study?" Vincent asks and gives me a blank stare."Yes. The
Vincent"I need you to keep an eye on Sarah," I tell Nathan after we regroup in the study.Nathan raises his eyebrows. "Didn't you just asked her to stay away from me, Vincent?""I asked her not to get so friendly with you. But I expect you to watch her. Make sure she stays out of trouble. I already caught her eavesdropping today," I say grimly.Nathan leans against the study's mahogany desk, crossing his arms casually. "Eavesdropping? The girl just got here."I sigh, running a hand through my hair. "I know, and that's what worries me. She's getting too curious. The last thing I want is her stumbling into something she shouldn't."Nathan smirks knowingly. "You mean stumbling into your secrets?"I shoot him a sharp look. "Don't play games, Nate. Just keep an eye on her discreetly."Nathan nods, his expression serious. "Consider it done. I'll make sure she stays out of trouble and away from anything she shouldn't be involved in."I give him a firm nod in return. "Good."Nathan frowns. "
Sarah"Where would you like me to plant the sunflowers, Miss?" Jose asks me."Oh, how about planting the sunflowers near the edge of the garden, close to the veranda? I think they'll look lovely there," I chirp.Jose nods, a warm smile on his face. "Certainly, Miss. I will purchase the seeds today.""Oh, I am so excited! Do you mind if I plant them myself?" I ask.Jose's smile widens, and he nods in agreement. "Of course. You can do whatever you like and it would be my pleasure to help you with the planting when needed."Excitement bubbles inside me as I think about the prospect of planting the sunflowers myself."Thank you, Jose! I think it'll be a fun little project for us," I say with enthusiasm.Jose bows slightly. "I look forward to it, Miss. Sunflowers are a wonderful addition to any garden, and I'm sure they will thrive under your care.""By the way, is it just me, or has Nathan been standing there and staring at us the whole time?" I whisper.Jose glances discreetly in Nathan'
Sarah"Well? Care to explain what you were doing?" Vincent asks again since I am not saying anything.Blushing furiously, I hastily close the book and look up at Vincent, who's staring at me with that intense gaze of his. I feel my face burn with embarrassment."I... um, I was just reading a book. I didn't mean to say that out loud," I stammer.Vincent narrows his eyes. "What are you reading?"I hesitate, not sure how he'd react to the title. "It's just a classic romance novel," I mumble, avoiding eye contact.Vincent raises an eyebrow. "A classic romance, huh? Mind if I take a look?"I quickly sit up and clutch the book to my chest. "It's really not your type of reading material. Trust me."To my surprise, his lips curl into a smile. "You might be surprised. I have a diverse taste. Let me see."I reluctantly hand him the book, and he looks at the title. For a moment, he says nothing and just stares at it."The Sultry Siren's Secret Desires: An Erotic Tale of Forbidden Love..." he rea
VincentA smirk plays on my lips as I watch her squirm under my gaze. She remains frozen in bed, her cheeks flushed and her breaths coming out in sharp gasps. It's a thrill to know that I can elicit such a reaction from her.I sit down on the edge of the bed, savoring the power I have over her. Her eyes never leave me as I position myself on the couch next to her bed. I feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that she wants me.As our eyes stay locked, I whisper, "You wouldn't want your fantasies to go unfulfilled now, would you?"She bites her lip and shakes her head, unable to deny the desire written all over her face. But then she adds quickly, "I don't even know what to do."My hand slowly moves towards my shirt buttons, teasingly undoing them one by one until my bare chest is exposed. I lean back on the couch, with my legs spread just like the character in her steamy novel."Do you still not want to try?" I ask with a seductive smile, confident that she won't be able to resist any l
SarahGod...what is wrong with me? I let the man overpower me and submit to the desire. Again!He holds a power over me that I can't seem to break free from, no matter how much I hate him in my soul. Every touch, every kiss, is a reminder of my weakness, driving me deeper into a pit of self-disgust. How could I let this happen again?After he was finished with me, he walked out of the room, leaving me lying in bed in a daze, filled with his hot cum.The bed sheets are tangled around my legs, sticky and cold from his sweat. I quickly hop in the shower. My body is sore, but strangely enough, there is still a tingle in my core that makes my clit throb with desire. God damn him! Why won't he just leave me alone?Crawling into the shower, I stand under the hot water and let it beat down on my skin. My butt stings where he slapped me during our rough sex, but I welcome the pain.Anything to wash away his revolting seed inside me.But aside from his rough treatment, he seemed tender at times
SarahMy heart feels like it will burst right out of my chest. Bryce is home. It has been two weeks since the kidnapping but I don't want to think about it anymore. My baby is finally back in my arms after the agonizing days of not knowing where he was or if I'd ever see him again. I cling to him tightly, tears of joy and relief streaming down my face."It's okay, Mommy's got you," I whisper, stroking his hair as he nestles against me.Vincent wraps his arms around us both, and we stay huddled together on the couch for a long time, just holding each other and crying. We are exhausted, completely drained after the trauma of Bryce's kidnapping. But now that he is home safe, some of the crushing weight has been lifted off our shoulders."I can't believe this nightmare is finally over," Vincent says hoarsely, his voice heavy with emotion. "We've got our boy back."I nod, unable to speak past the lump in my throat. The terror and despair of the past week still cling to me, making my hands
VincentThe whiskey burns my throat as I swallow hard. Across from me sits Detective Mills, his steely eyes boring into mine."It's the work of Thomas. I know it," I tell him.I shift in my seat. Thomas Whitmore. Just the sound of his name makes my blood boil.Mills nods. "We have to consider every possibility. Especially given your...history with the man."I let out a bitter laugh. "History. That's one word for it." My hands curl into fists at the memory. "I stole everything from me. So he stole my son."Mills holds my gaze steadily. "I appreciate you being so candid. We'll leave no stone unturned in investigating Whitmore's involvement. I promise you that."I let out a shaky breath, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on my chest. But for Bryce, I have to stay strong."Just bring me back my boy," I say hoarsely. "Whatever it takes."Mills nods, his eyes filled with grim determination. "We will, Vincent. You have my word."Mills gathers up the case files on the table, tucking the
VincentMy heart pounds like a jackhammer as I pace back and forth across the living room floor. The clock on the wall ticks deafeningly loud, each second an eternity as I wait anxiously for the phone to ring. I run a shaky hand through my hair, swallowing hard past the lump in my throat.Sarah is sitting on the couch, sobbing quite while the police detective stares at the phone. I am told that the kidnappers always call immediately after the kidnapping."Come on, come on," I mutter under my breath, glancing at the silent phone for the hundredth time. I bite my lip until I taste blood, trying to rein in the panic rising in my chest.Where is he? Is he okay? A million terrifying scenarios race through my mind, each one worse than the last. I squeeze my eyes shut, shaking my head sharply. I can't go there. I have to keep it together for Bryce.I stop pacing and take a deep breath, rolling my shoulders back. I just have to hold on a little longer. Everything is going to be okay. The phon
SarahIt is finally Christmas day and I am feeling pretty festive as all of us gathered around the beautifully decorated Christmas tree."Look at all these presents!" Sophia exclaimed, clapping her hands together in excitement. "You guys went overboard.""Sarah did most of the shopping," Vincent announces."I couldn't help it. I love spending your money," I grin. "Besides, it's Bryce's first Christmas!""Where is the little guy?" Lucy asks."Upstairs, sleeping. I will wake him up in a few minutes," I say."It's also my first Christmas with my wife," Vincent says, pulling me closer.My heart flutters as I look at his loving gaze. "That's the real present," I tease, nudging him gently.Nathan suddenly enters the room, carrying a tray of steaming mugs of hot chocolate."Hot chocolate, anyone?" Nathan offers, his gaze lingering on Lucy for just a moment longer than necessary."Thanks, Nathan," I say, gratefully taking a mug from him. I noticed the subtle tension between Nathan and Lucy.
Sarah"Alright, ladies," Vincent says with a grin, "I've got to head out. Take good care of our little furball, won't you?""Of course!" I reply, giving him a quick peck on the lips before ushering him out the door. "Have a great day at work.""Thanks, love. See you all tonight." With a final wave, Vincent closes the door behind him."Alright, girls, let's go play with the new puppy!" I exclaim, clapping my hands together in excitement. "Let's take him outside in the garden.Lucy and Sophia laughed, but I knew they were just as excited as I was.Outside, the sun was shining bright, so it was the perfect weather for the puppy to run around."Is Bryce is going to be okay?" Sophia asks."Oh, yes. He is fast asleep, and I can hear the monitor on my phone, "I reply. I can't wait until he is old enough to play with Teddy," I add as I look at the little dog frolicking around.I watch with amusement as Teddy leaps into the air, trying to catch a butterfly that is just out of his reach."What
SarahAs soon as we enter the animal shelter, my heart leaps. I take in the sight of all those wagging tails and perked ears poking out from behind chain link fences."Hey there, cutie!" I coo, stopping to scratch a spotted mutt behind his floppy ears. His tail thumps against the concrete floor in appreciation.Vincent chuckles, giving my shoulder a squeeze. "Someone's excited.""Are you kidding? Just look at all these faces!" I gesture excitedly. "How could I not be? There are so many puppies here!"Vincent smiles, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "How will you choose?""I will know when I see the right one," I say determinedly.We make our way down the crowded aisles, pausing every so often so I can offer a scratch or a kind word. Somewhere among all this fur and fluff was a new member of our family, just waiting to be found.I can't wait to welcome them home.I let my feet guide me, weaving through the maze of kennels as I take in all the unique personalities around me. There are
SarahI scowl as I see Lucy striding toward me in the garden.Should I pretend like I didn't see her and walk back inside the house?No, that's just silly. Besides, I have no reason to be this hostile to her. She hasn't done anything to me to deserve such treatment. If anything, it's my insecurity that's the real problem!"Sarah! Hi!" She says cheerfully as she finally caught up with me."H-hi," I say, holding Bryce pressed against my chest. He is finally able to breathe without oxygen tube and is healthy enough to see some sunlight. So I had him wrapped inside one of those baby slings so I can walk with him in the garden.Lucy's grey eyes warm as she looks at Bryce. "Oh my goodness, he's adorable! How's he doing?""He's doing great," I reply, my initial tension easing a bit. "He's come a long way.""I'm so glad to hear that," Lucy says, her smile warm and genuine. "You must be so relieved.""I am," I admit, my voice softening. "It's been a tough few months, but seeing him like this m
Vincent"Humph!"Sarah mutters under her breath, but I hear it clearly.My lips quirk into a mischievous grin as I revel in her obvious discontent.Meanwhile, Lucy remains blissfully unaware of Sarah's disapproval, flashing a toothy smile my way."Vince! Oh, it's so good to see you again. I've missed you," Lucy says.She had rushed towards me, wrapping her arms around me in a warm embrace earlier right in front of Sarah.Oh, boy. I'll be in trouble later.Jennifer's daughter Lucy towered over Sarah, her long and slender frame accentuated by the ash blonde locks cascading down her back. Her piercing light grey eyes seemed to radiate an intense energy.Right now, we are all sitting in the living room. Jennifer served us coffee and some snacks so we can catch up with Lucy."My god, Vince. I can't believe you got married. And to someone so...young at that," Lucy says, looking at Sarah."I am not that young," Sarah nearly barks, her tone defensive and her eyes narrowing.Lucy raises an eye
SarahSix days until Christmas. Oh god, I'm so excited!Bryce is now two months old, and he looks healthier than ever despite being so small. The little guy has brought so much joy into our lives, and this will be his first Christmas. I can't wait to see his reaction to the lights and the decorations!I am running around the house, adding final touches to the decorations. In two months, I also regained my health, feeling stronger and more energized each day.I take a moment to admire the scene, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. After everything we've been through recently, this moment of peace feels even more precious.I walk over to the crib where Bryce is lying, watching the mobile spin slowly above him. His big eyes are wide with wonder, and he coos softly."Hey there, buddy," I whisper, leaning down to gently stroke his tiny hand. "Ready for your first Christmas?"Bryce's fingers curl around mine, and I can't help but smile.I feel a presence behind me, but I don't turn ar