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CHAPTER 68: PAIN AND PLEASURE
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Grooming Our Love CHAPTER 69: BITTERSWEET BATTLES
MICHAELI was played by Natasha like a child's toy, and my goodness, she looked fucking hot while doing it.I had mentioned that I wanted to tie her up in bed, not the other way around."Fuck..." I muttered under my breath as she began to take control.Her back was to me, and I watched as she moved rhythmically on top of me, her movements similar to a frog leaping.Her hair bounced with every move, much like the way her backside moved every time I reached her deepest point."Oh, Michael..." her moans were already weak, a clear sign of her exhaustion, and I could hear it, feel it.Holding onto the headboard, I took over and continued to move within her, causing her to gasp and scream out in pleasure.Damn, she's making the most beautiful sounds I'd ever heard as she reached her climax yet again.She was pooling wet from the inside, and yet I hadn't reached my peak since we started.Was this the game she wanted to play?Fuck, I'm suffering like shit."Baby, untie me. I want to do this r
Grooming Our Love CHAPTER 70: THE FATHER'S PRIDE
MARTIN"Could you please relax? I'm getting dizzy because of you," my wife, Thalia, said as she sat on a rocking chair, crocheting as if nothing bad could happen at any moment."I can't," I accidentally spat on her, causing her to give me a piercing look above her eyeglasses. "Look, Thalia, if you can stay calm in times like this, I can't." Walking to the window, I closed the blinds and peeked outside.The sea was calm, with many people playing by the shore and basking in the sun, burning their skin.Children's laughter is usually uplifting, but I couldn't find any joy. I felt distressed!"We've been in this situation for almost four months now, Martin. Trust our son, he knows what he's doing," she calmly reassured me, glancing at the crocheted cats by the window, gazing up at the moon. "Look at this, I've finished it. What do you think?""That would be the twentieth crochet you've made, and this will be the twentieth time I'd say it's pretty," I replied.I don't mean to be rude, but
Grooming Our Love CHAPTER 71: MEETING HIS WIFE
NATASHAI stood by my dresser, tapping my bare heel on the floor, staring at the rows of dresses hanging there.All my dresses were too conservative, completely covering everything.Frustrated, I groaned, closed the dresser, and dragged myself back to bed, nervously biting my nails and shaking my legs."Why am I trying so hard?" I questioned myself, glancing at my reflection in the mirror where I stood in just my underwear, waiting for my hair to dry naturally. "It's just dinner, dinner with his wife. Why am I trying to show off?"I stomped my foot on the floor, returned to my wardrobe, and pulled out a black dress. It had a V-neckline, sleeves that stopped at my elbows, and the length reached my knees."Will this do?" I shrugged and put it on, checking my reflection in the mirror.I brushed my hair, deciding to leave it loose. It had grown longer; I should probably get it cut when I have time."Okay, you look good," I encouraged myself, looking at my reflection in the vanity mirror.
Grooming Our Love CHAPTER 72: ACCEPTANCE
MICHAEL"I told you, I'm fine."Mom had been discharged from the hospital by the time I arrived at the airport. Still, I decided to visit the beach house. There, I found my parents having a small squabble in the living room while Doris and Garry were making breakfast in the kitchen."Why did you have to call Michael? I'm sure he's busy, aren't you, honey?" Mom asked, sitting on the couch and enduring her bruised hip.The doctor said she's fine, just exhausted and dehydrated. The change of season was one of the causes, but she also got a bruise and a scratch on her forehead from the fall.Dad seemed more distraught over my mother than I had ever seen him before. He was worried sick.The last time I visited, Dad couldn't even step out of the bedroom. However, Garry mentioned that Dad himself asked him to ready the car fast.Stepping out of line now? Then it's a good riddance. He cares for Mom."It's fine, Mom," I waved it off as if my confession and revelation weren't cut off. "Besides,
Grooming Our Love CHAPTER 73: VENGEANCE
NATASHAStanding in front of my body-size mirror in the living room, I stared at myself clad in a flashy black gown that Michael gave me when we visited the boutique.It arrived this morning along with a service to do my hair and makeup.I look different. Too dark and seductive. My back is bare, my arms exposed. But Michael was kind enough to hide my chest and legs from people's eyes.Adjusting the diamond choker necklace, my eyes fell on my hand, specifically on my finger that wears the gold band, the exact same ring Michael wore, only smaller.I had to bite my lower lip to hide the excitement from my face.At that dinner, he told me he was going to introduce me to his wife. But in the end... I am the person I am jealous of.Taking it off my ring finger, I placed it in my palm and stared at it for a moment."Us against the world," I read what was engraved on the inside of it.Would he really fight for this?Chuckling softly, I shook my head and was about to wear it back when I heard
Grooming Our Love CHAPTER 74: NEW ROMANTICS
MICHAELRan a bit late for the event. I sat at the designated table with Natasha, along with some guests who were minding their own business.The soft melody of the cello and piano was calming and peaceful. Yet, Natasha was facing a battle on her own. She had been so quiet that I felt alone the whole time.Ever since we left her apartment, I couldn't help but notice how tense and wary she seemed. She kept looking around, as if worried that someone might be watching her.Reaching for her hand, I squeezed it lightly, just enough to catch her attention.I wanted to ease her mind and calm her heart. Whatever was worrying her, I wanted to give her a reason to forget about what made her anxious."Are you okay?" I leaned close and demanded an answer.Humming, she nodded her head before looking upfront and didn't elaborate on the conversation. I knew she wouldn't open her mouth to such a simple question, but I wouldn't stop until I hear her voice."Baby, I know something's wrong. Tell me." Li
Grooming Our Love CHAPTER 75: ECHOES OF REDEMPTION
NATASHAA lot of things had been flooding my head. I couldn't even hide my troubles from Michael.When I met him, I wanted to show him that I welcomed him back into my heart, not because Elena told me so, but because that's what I wanted to do.I wore the cold ring around my finger as a sign that I accepted him back into my life, but hurtful things were getting worse than ever.The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.Elena warned me that she would always be watching, that she would haunt my every step, and it affected me. Her words were menacing, and I was scared to make a move.Every action of mine was scrutinized. I feared not just for my life, but for my family.Elena threatened my nephew's life, and that would be reason enough for me to purposely fall into the trap she set for me.I had a gun pointed at my head, and I was going to do as I said.For so long, I had been a puppet in my life. I ran away thinking that I'd find peace and cut off the strings on my limbs and heart.
Grooming Our Love CHAPTER 76: WORKPLACE HAZARDS
NATASHAMy head must have been somewhere else; I can't focus on my job, and my legs are shaking as I travel through my thoughts.Holding a pen, yet I haven't written any important information I should've noted, but I can't even move a muscle.I couldn't sleep last night.Michael helped me reunite with my family, but I couldn't be happy. Trouble had me shaking, and I'm scared not for myself but for the people around me.What could Elena do?Grumbling under my breath, I let go of the pen that had been useless since I clicked it, clutched my head, and groaned silently."This is stressing me out," I mumbled before staring at the open monitor, looking at that bleeping line on the search bar. "Okay..."Taking a deep breath, I secretly peeped inside Michael's office and found him busy over the phone, looking at the screen of his laptop with a deep frown on his forehead.Since he sat on that chair, he hasn't called me for anything, not even for a coffee. He must be so busy."Elena Solon," I m
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