RUE
As Tysha leaped into the water, droplets splashed around her. Following her lead, I dove in too, feeling the refreshing coolness envelop me.
When Tysha emerged, her laughter filled the air, inviting me closer. I wrapped my arms around her waist, feeling her breath against my chest. Brushing the water from my face, I looked into her eyes, the world around us fading as we shared a serene moment amidst the gentle waves.
I couldn't help but notice how the water had tinted Tysha's lips a rosy hue, a tempting sight that stirred a desire within me to taste them. As my gaze lingered on her lips, I sensed her growing self-awareness, evident in the subtle gulp she took, betraying her own awareness of my attention.
Uncertain if it was merely my imagination, I noticed a mirrored intensity in Tysha's eyes, igniting a spark of courage within me to voi
TYSHA Rue pinned me to the bed as we continued our kissing saga inside his luxurious yacht. He took a break from kissing my lips to explore other parts of me. With a tender touch, his mouth reluctantly left mine, trailing a path of heated kisses along my jawline and down my neck. His hand worked to undo the clasp of my bra, revealing my breasts. A rush of heat flooded my cheeks as his eyes met mine. We stared at each other for a moment before he proceeded to seal my boobs with his kisses. He brought his mouth close to my mountains and gently ran his tongue around my nipple. My shoulders shuddered inward because of the tingling sensation I felt. I groaned as he fully muffled it with his mouth. Oh gosh! I’m not sure anymore if we’re still doing this for work or for our own lust. Instinctively, I a
RUE "Alright. My turn," Tysha declared as she rose from the bed, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I watched her, a mix of confusion and anticipation swirling within me. My confusion turned to a groan of surprise as Tysha pushed me down onto the bed with unexpected aggression, straddling me as she took control. Despite the suddenness of her actions, I couldn't help but find the assertiveness incredibly enticing. With a smirk, I eagerly awaited her next move. As Tysha settled herself on my legs, her core aligning perfectly with mine, a surge of desire pulsed through me, my jaw clenching involuntarily in response to the intense sensation. "Keep your thoughts running," she whispered seductively, her fingers tracing along my jawline, sending shivers down my spine. Her words, coupled with her touch, ignited a fiery hunger within me, urging me to l
TYSHA What just happened?! Did Rue Colterzon just have orgasm?! Both Rue and I were taken aback when he ejaculated in my mouth. I could feel the sticky texture as it lingered on my tongue. We locked eyes, both unsure of what to do next. I found myself frozen, not knowing whether to spit it out or swallow it. Rue was the first to break the silence. "Sorry," he muttered, his voice filled with remorse. He got up from the bed and grabbed a box of tissues, carefully selecting one before proceeding to wipe away the residue from my mouth. Without a word, he handed me another box, silently offering me a place to spit out the remnants. There was a moment of quiet between us, and I sensed we were both thinking the same thing but didn't want to say it. I j
RUE I couldn’t shake the heavy guilt I felt for not talking to Tysha after what happened on the yacht. I kept replaying everything in my head and up until now, I was still shocked I was able to have an orgasm while doing sexual activity with her. I knew I should've reached out to her, but I let my thoughts consume me. Now, I'm stuck with this guilt, thinking Tysha might have felt bad for my sudden silence. I needed to find the courage to apologize and make things right between us. It won't be easy, but I have to try. So, after I woke Tysha up to invite her outside, I weighed if there was an underlying anger in her eyes. I made sure to choose my words carefully. Thankfully, she seemed to relax and chill in my presence—the opposite of what I expected her to be. I led the way to the beachfront of my resort where Cecilia and the other staff h
TYSHA Whenever I drink, I feel super confident and brave, especially when it's vodka. That’s why I don’t drink any vodka because that is my kryptonite. But of course, I didn’t have any choice tonight. I don't know why, but I didn't want Rue to leave yet. Having him around made me feel better. My eyes were getting sleepy, but my thoughts were still buzzing. “You know what? I think you deserve to inherit everything than Bryse,” I muttered out of the blue. “Uh-huh? Are you saying that because of your bitter past with your ex?” Rue questioned, sounding suspicious. I shook my head in response. “Nah. I just think so,” I replied. “That guy is irresponsible. If he were to inherit your family’s business, he would just make you broke.” I'm sure my dislike was obvious from my tone because Rue chuckled. His laughter made the be
TYSHA I woke up to the sun shining in through the window, and suddenly, memories from last night came rushing back. Oh my goodness! I slept with Rue! Feeling the blanket covering me, I instinctively checked to see if I was still naked. Thankfully, I found myself wearing fresh underwear, although I couldn't recall getting dressed after what happened with Rue. As I got out of bed, a headache hit me, probably from the hangover. I realized Rue wasn't beside me, so I quickly scanned the room to find him. My heart sank momentarily, thinking he had left, but then I spotted him sitting on the couch, watching me. Next to him was a cup of coffee. My cheeks flushed when I met his blue eyes. Although I did not forget what happened last night, I was still embarrassed by my brave acts. What does Rue think of me now? As I met Rue'
RUE The cold breeze of the salty wind whipped against my body as I ran for miles, each step a desperate attempt to clear my mind of everything I had learned. Earlier that morning, my mom, sister, and Rij had greeted me with a cheerful "Happy birthday." Despite their warm wishes, I found it hard to muster up much enthusiasm. With a brief thank you, I tried to push aside my swirling thoughts and focus on the rhythm of my footsteps against the sand. As I ran, my thoughts raced just as swiftly. One moment stood out among the rest: the realization that, for the first time, I had felt truly normal after climaxing during sex. Knowing that I was Tysha's first brought a sense of happiness that I hadn't experienced before. Every moment we shared was filled with genuine enjoyment and connection. But alongside that joy simmered a frustrating doubt. The nagging thought th
TYSHA I couldn't figure out what was going on in Rue's head. One minute he's worried about me, the next he's acting all distant like the worries I’ve seen from his eyes just a few moments ago were all my illusions. It's messing with my head big time. Just after he hugged me and told me how worried sick he was when I was gone, he brought back his cold expression when we had our lunch together. I couldn’t read his mind! Gosh! I keep replaying everything in my mind, trying to understand why he's acting this way. Did he really regret what happened between us? Is he still mad at me? Did he already forgive me when he hugged me? It's driving me crazy not knowing. I just wish he'd be straight with me. All this back and forth is making me feel like I'm losing my mind. I need some clarity, some answers, anything to make sense of this chaos. But right now, it feels like I
TYSHAAm I really going to be the billionaire’s wife? Everything still felt surreal. When Rue finally got down on one knee and popped the question, I swear my heart skipped a beat. For a moment, I was frozen, not quite believing what was happening. It was like time stood still as I processed the moment.At first, I'll admit, I had my doubts. I mean, after I talked to his grandfather, that was when I realized that I answered his call and that he heard everything I said. Like gosh! What if he no longer proposed to me after I declined his grandfather’s offer to marry him? God knew how I barely had a sleep the night after that realization of mine. Although what I meant by my refusal was… I didn’t wanna marry Rue for money, I still felt scared that if ever he, indeed, heard our conversation, he would think I didn’t want to marry him in general. No. That was the complete opposite of what I was feeling. If I were to settle down, to build a life with someone, it would be with him.Marria
RUEI used to doubt love. I used to think that it was just a distraction, something that got in the way of real goals and messed with your head. Growing up, I saw too many relationships fall apart and people getting hurt, including my family. So, I promised myself I wouldn't let that happen to me. Focus on work, keep emotions in check—that was my rule.Then I met Tysha on that one special night in Eventide Cabaret.Everything changed. She wasn't like anyone else I'd ever known. There was something about her that drew me in. At first, I fought it. I told myself it was just a phase and that I'd get over it. But the more time I spent with her, the more I realized she wasn't a distraction. She was exactly what I needed—she set fire to my sleeping lust.“Every time I walk you to your room, it leads to lovemaking,” I whispered in between our kisses. Right after she accepted my not-so-spontaneous proposal, she pulled me into her room to continue our kissing session.“Next time, you won’t
RUE“I won’t marry Rue.”I couldn’t believe what I just heard. Tysha’s words echoed in my mind, bouncing around like they were trying to make sense but failing miserably.When she accidentally answered my call, I didn’t hang up, especially when I heard my grandfather’s voice talking to her. I was mad at Grandpa for offering Tysha money to marry me, but I stayed silent because I wanted to hear her answer. I never expected her answer would break me.“Our relationship is not a transaction, Mr. Colterzon. Just so you know. While I appreciate your concern for our future, marrying him should come from our hearts, not a financial incentive,” I heard Tysha continue. “So, no. I won’t marry him for money.”After that, I ended the call before she even noticed I was listening to her conversation with my grandfather.I felt a mix of emotions. I was angry at my grandfather for interfering, for thinking that money could solve everything. But Tysha’s words cut deeper. She didn’t want to marry me, eve
TYSHA“You wouldn’t be able to drive us home?” I asked Rue on the other line. I had just finished all my classes for the day when he called.“No. We just had an emergency meeting at the company. But I’ll send Fred,” he offered, but I immediately refused.“No need. I can drive us myself.”“Okay. Just tell the kids I’ll visit them later,” Rue said before ending the call.As I continued gathering my things to leave the faculty room, one of my co-teachers approached me with a curious look.Tysha, someone’s looking for you,” my co-teacher whispered, nodding toward the entrance. I glanced up from my stack of papers, my heart doing a little flip. Who could it be? A parent? Another teacher? “Huh? Really?” I tried to sound nonchalant, but my pulse quickened. The school day had been ordinary so far, and I wasn’t prepared for any surprises.“Yes. He’s waiting in the parking lot, with lots of convoys,” my co-teacher grinned, clearly enjoying my confusion. With my co-teacher's grin, the first
TYSHARue wanted to introduce our kids to his mother and grandfather and the thought of it made my stomach churn with anxiety. Like, gosh!I couldn't help but overthink the whole situation. His grandfather had always hated me, ever since I was with Bryse. He did everything in his power to separate us before. And now, after all this time, I was terrified that his hatred for me would extend to our children.What if Rue’s grandfather took one look at them and saw nothing but a reminder of my past mistakes? What if he couldn't see them for the wonderful kids they are and only saw my flaws? The idea of my kids being judged or rejected because of my history was unbearable.I kept imagining different scenarios, each worse than the last. Would his grandfather's anger flare up the moment he laid eyes on them? Would he blame them for the messy past I had with his family? I could almost see the disapproval in his eyes, and feel the tension in the room.Rue seemed confident that things would be f
TYSHA“This is their picture?” Rue asked as I handed him the photo album, filled with pictures of our kids. After they had fallen asleep, he had suddenly asked to see some photos of them. Luckily, I had been making albums of their milestones.“Yeah, right after they were born,” I said proudly, sitting beside him on the couch and joining him in looking at the pictures.Rue carefully stared at each photo, his eyes filled with a mix of wonder and regret, as if trying to relive the moments he had missed. Each image seemed to pull him deeper into a past he wasn't part of, yet desperately wished he had been.He traced a finger over a picture of their first birthday, his expression softening. “Who was with you?” Rue asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.“My parents,” I answered simply, trying to decipher what was going through his mind.“Just them?” He glanced at me, seeking confirmation.“Yes. Just them.”“How about Charles?” he asked.I thought he might be jealous, but when I l
RUEIn a short amount of time, I became super attached to the twins. Every day without them felt like a lost chance to be their real father. That's why I found myself constantly at Tysha's house, trying to make up for lost time.I longed to bond with them, to be a presence in their lives that they could rely on. It wasn't easy, knowing that I missed out on so much, but I was determined to do better.I held out the hairbrush when my daughter Addison came out of the bathroom. Her hair was damp and clinging to her small shoulders.As usual, I was in their house again, wanting to spend more time with my children."Can I brush your hair?" I asked, hoping she'd say yes.“Okay, Daddy.” Addison nodded, a shy smile on her face, and took a seat on the stool in front of me.I took a deep breath, aware of the importance of this gesture, and of the trust she was placing in me.As I began to brush, I was careful, mindful of every stroke."Am I doing this right?" I asked, watching her reaction in th
TYSHAOkay. If I was having fun earlier about how Rue shut Celeste’s bitchy mouth, I was no longer enjoying it now.“Is it true, Tysha? You’re dating Mr. Colterzon? The billionaire?!” asked one of my coworkers. “Err…” I stammered, unable to find the right words immediately.First of all, I didn’t feel the need to tell the truth to them. Second, to be honest, I didn’t really know the answer to that. Am I dating Rue again? We used to date but does co-parenting with him count as dating?“How about Charles, Ma’am Tysha? Did you two break up already?” Another question was thrown at me. It was Rupert who asked this time. The faculty room had turned into chaos the moment I walked in after finishing my classes.Even though Celeste kept her mouth shut after what Rue said to her, the news still spread like wildfire. Fortunately, before I had to say something, Madeline came into the faculty room. "Everyone," she addressed the room sternly, "what's all this commotion? Where is your professio
TYSHASince Rue had insisted on driving us to school, and I couldn’t help but feel a little bit nervous. I’m sure it would spark a new rumor about me and gosh! But yeah, I must comply. This would be nothing compared to the six years I’ve taken away from him.As I told my kids about what their father planned on doing, Aiden and Addison were already perched by the window, their noses pressed against the glass, waiting for their father.Then it arrived. Rue’s car glided to a stop in front of our house, sleek and attention-seeking because of its vibes that were screaming ‘wealth.’ It was the kind of luxury car you’d see in magazines. But what can I say? The father of my kids is a billionaire so…“It’s Daddy!” Aiden and Addison said in chorus as their eyes grew wide with wonder. They rushed out the door, their school bags forgotten for a moment, as they circled the car with open-mouthed awe.I watched them.“Good morning, buds! Ready for school?” Rue greeted them with the same enthusiasm a