Well now that I've calmed down a bit, even if I'm apprehensive about Michael's reaction to my escape from earlier, I have to go back to the room. He must have found me rude when he was just greeting me. I am a complete idiot.I just hope he's not mad. The last thing I want is to piss him off.I go into the shower cabin and I pass a little water on my face to refresh myself before joining Michaël again. I find him sitting on the bed but when he sees me he jumps up and comes at me like a tsunami.It's so sudden that I retract a little but seeing his worried look, I tell myself that he too must have been worried about my sudden flight, no doubt he was worried all this time and I don't care. want.I'm about to raise my hand to his cheek when he jerks me toward the bathroom door behind me and wedges me there, straddling me, his two arms on either side of my head.He has his face covered by the locks of his hair and seems out of breath as he breathes quite heavily.I swallow as my heart beat
Mr. Burns was nervous. He was at the airport waiting for his daughters and grandsons when their plane would soon land.It was a really strange feeling after having hoped so much for his daughters to forgive him for more than 20 years, he was already seeing the end of redemption.The people around him were no doubt as ecstatic as the fact that their families were also arriving for the holidays. They were at the end of November and soon the first snowflakes would fall. His grandchildren had private teachers, their fathers being men of a certain background. The latter did not want their children to mix with everyone, hence their restriction.Funny reflection but he is hopeful that from college, they will all go to school. In short, he is still happy because it allows him to spend more time with them, that's already it.He was reading a book when he heard the announcement of the arrival of the plane and got up to go and wait to see them. He was so nervous, it had been two years since they
Emma and Michaël were in each other's arms, their feelings having overflowed. Michaël felt so helpless to want to go further than simple hugs. He wanted to be Emma's boyfriend, to be able to kiss her and tell her he loves her. It is not something that can be ordered and yet he obliges himself to it and even, he says he is forced to do so.Emma is so small and fragile, shit he just wants her to be his. Where's the harm?He finally let go of her but she didn't want to. He smiled then lifted his chin with his finger“Who is it, my princess? »Emma lowered her face in embarrassment before smiling and scratching her cheek."I'm going to take a shower ok?" »She nodded and he walked into the bathroom.Inside he ran to the shower stall and took off his pants. Being young and having such tumultuous hormones was not easy. Luckily Emma didn't notice anything otherwise he would be in a most complicated situation. No, but seriously just a hug? And he was already like that? He turned on the cold wa
He started again, Michael started to tickle me again and I, like an idiot, let myself go again. I may tell myself that I let him do it because it must make him happy, but I lie to myself, the one who makes the most pleasure is me.It tickles and it's also so good that I can't see myself asking him to stop.When he did, I still felt my crotch get wet so it's true, it's Michaël who causes all these reactions that make me feel so good but so weird too.When I think about all this, I tell myself that I need to find out.I walk into the bathroom and indeed I see the bathtub filled with water and foam, it smells divine and I feel a little embarrassed. It will be my first time anyway. I take my clothes off and gently with a first-time dread I slip into the tub but the water and the nice feeling on my skin finally convince me to dive in completely and soon I'm heaving a sigh of ecstasy as my chin is dipped in waterIt's nice.I think back to the feelings that assaulted me earlier and lift my l
“Emma? »I smile even more as I slide my fingers over his and his grip on my cheek gets tighter, I want him to caress me – is that too depraved of me? Either way, I just want to feel his skin on mine.I move closer to him and make his hand go around my neck before grabbing his shirt. I feel him stiffen and I look up at him to see if he's angry and find him adorably red."Emma…what are you doing?" »I shake my head from side to side and hear him sigh.“You are insufferable”It's hard as words but when I hear him giggle I know he's kidding. He grabs my shoulder and pulls me closer to him."What a capricious girl my word you just want to be pampered don't you? ».I nod my head smiling and he shakes his. We are side by side when he moves slightly to take the meal tray and feed me with its contents. He made eggs and lord it smells good and it looks good.He makes fun of me and my look on the set but I don't care, I'm starting to get very hungry there. He takes the fork and I feel like he's
Jeanne looks weird, her features are tense and she seems embarrassed for some reason – and it's not because she came to find us in this more than intimate position.She seems torn by a fact that I don't know and frankly it's not to make me interested, but my sister is hiding something from me. I still know her very well."Okay young people, it's time for Emma to come home"“Go back where? »I have the impression that there is animosity in Michael's voice as if he does not agree with what my sister has just said. It's not like I'm going to stay here all my life, I have a house too, so Michaël's reaction is incomprehensible."Can I speak to you in private Jeanne?" »Jeanne frowned slightly but eventually agreed. She turns to go out as Michael gets out of bed. What's the problem with them both? And why do I find myself on the ban of this story which seems to have a link with me?"Hmm"The two turn to me after I growl and it's Jeanne who is the first to speak."Listen, sweetie, we both hav
"Okay kids, I'm going to go then… Michaël, I'm trusting you to bring my little sister back to me tomorrow evening, ok?" » "You can trust me" “And you sweetie take care of yourself ok? » I nodded and Jeanne left the room. I wonder what is going on in her head giving us all these little signs whether it's the wink or just the fact of laughing slyly. I can understand my sister picking up on the fact that I'm a little in love with Michael…ok I'll be honest for once – the fact that I'm totally in love with Michael but what did his gesture mean? And was it me she was aiming at? If so, was she encouraging me to reveal myself? No, Jeanne would never do that, especially since I don't let anything show otherwise the main person concerned would have already understood it and would certainly be giving me a put-off look. Well, my sister has always been weird around the edges so I'm not going to take her facial expressions into account. I feel Michael move beside me and I turn to find h
Michaël looks at Emma and his heart is torn, he thought he saw her crying and wonders what could have caused such sadness at a given moment in her heart. He wants so badly that she expresses to him what she feels in the depths of her mind but he also knows that he has no right to ask her that. If she wanted to talk to him about what's bothering her, then she would, which summarizes the fact that she doesn't yet see him as the one he would like her to see him. He would have liked Emma to be more open with him, for her to express to him for a while the true colors of her soul, but at the same time, it's so hypocritical to ask him that when he isn't either. honest with her. If he had been honest, he would have told her he was in love with her, but of course, he was scared. Yes, Michaël Keller was afraid of being rejected. How would she take it? She would probably think he was making fun of her. How is it even possible to fall in love so quickly but he did? This girl had come to
Marriage, if someone had spoken to me about that a few more weeks ago, I would have started to cry, regretting having lost Michaël. But now as I'm in this room waiting for the bride's entrance music to play, I feel like I'm in a dream. I've had time to fix all my wrongs on the people I've hurt and now I can say with certainty that I'm ready to live the life that comes my way. After talking to Charlotte, I went to see Cherry. I had been so unfair to her by not allowing her to get to know each other, yet it was her dearest wish for two reasons. I am the woman his best friend is in love with and I am the best friend of the woman she is in love with. It was a bit funny these relations between us, just to say that I occupied an important place in her life without even having already spoken to her. So I went to their apartment, they were living together and because of Cherry's career, they had decided to have a common-law relationship even though a baby was in discussion. They wante
The next morning, Aden was at our doorstep. As soon as he saw me he jumped on me, lifting me up and down. I laughed at his ardor before he dropped me off. But at the same time, I heard a moan of pain as Aden complained. We looked to find Kyle frowning as he just punched Aden. "But what's your problem?" "You're the guy who was supposed to be received by the Emir I think, Aden Logan if I'm not mistaken... but who allowed you to touch my mother? You should keep your hands on you, mom belongs to Dad...” Aden felt a vein pulsate on his forehead, this rascal, he looks like his cunt father, both are so harmful. "Who are you to my mother?" Aden remained silent, he looked at Emma and smiled, he could have teased this brat and at the same time provoked his father by saying that he is the one who could have been their father, but good times when he liked to be petty are gone, now he's more mature and he's given up on the idea of hooking up with Emma one day. He stroked Kyle's head d
Indeed, I had never had an ultrasound so I couldn't imagine that I was expecting two children instead of one. But listening to Michaël I could only realize the baseness of my character as a mother. I had promised myself that I would never do as my mother did, which was to abandon my child, but that's exactly what I did. And I think I did worse because I disowned him, making him cry. My jealousy and anger kept me from thinking and I made horrible and unfair decisions. Manuel grew up without his mother, I understand his speech the day before. I was pathetic, I don't know how to be forgiven. I looked up at my boys on the bed and saw Manuel holding out his hands to me. " Mom..." I sobbed running to him as I hugged him, almost smothering him in my embrace. I've been so unfair, I don't know if I could ever make it up to you but I would do anything to erase the pain of my absence from my baby's heart. I'm going to be the mother he's been missing all this time. I beg your pardon
Kyle hung up before seeing his father bring him a meal tray. He made a face not understanding this silly smile before sighing remembering that it was his parent. "Hello my prince" " Good morning" Michael sighed, it won't be easy at all. "I brought you your breakfast, are you coming?" “I can feed myself you know” “I know it but I want to make sure you take your medicine” "Do I need to take it all the time? Frankly" Michaël smiled, he betrayed himself so easily, it was so adorable. “You have persistent asthma. For this, your pediatrician has asked that you follow a controlled treatment, which means that you will always have to take medication to avoid having severe attacks..." Michaël's eyes widened, if Manuel's meds are here then he won't have taken them since yesterday which means... " Shit" "Don't swear in front of a kid, I'll beg you" Michaël got up rubbing his hair before sighing. "Tell me where your brother is" Kyle almost choked before looking at his father. "W
I sat watching Kyle diligently eat his vegetables wondering what this drastic change was. My boy hates vegetables more than anything, but this seems to have always been his favorite meal. **Baby do you like it that much?** “Yes Mom, you are the best cook in the world” I blushed when my usually reserved son had just paid me such a nice compliment. ** Thank you, my heart..** Manuel had red cheeks, his mom is exactly as his father had described her. She is beautiful and sweet, and he also finds her cute. He wanted to have these magnificent freckles on his face but he is already considered the prettiest boy in his school so he'll settle for that degree of beauty. "Hey mum... do you have a boyfriend?" I nearly choked as my son looked at me seriously. He seemed to be waiting for that answer as if his life depended on it, where did that come from? Manuel wanted to be reassured that his mother remained faithful to his father despite the distance and the separation, not that he would
Kyle sat in Manuel's room wondering when his dad...their dad was coming back. He looked at his twin's bedside table and saw the photo of their younger parents. Emma who looked at Michaël with tenderness and the latter who seemed to dedicate a cult of adoration to the girl. He sighed, the man seemed to adore their mother but why did they separate to the point where his mother left in a panic without even imagining that she had made twins and was therefore abandoning a child? Something must have happened, Manuel doesn't know the reason for this separation either, the only thing he told him was that each time his father answered him that it was his fault that his mother was gone. Because he was not up to her. It's way too vague, he needs to know the real details, but if it turns out that it was really because his dad is a bad guy, he'll just find a simple way to protect their mum, and no more hurt his little brother. Manuel also needs their mother, it hurt him to see his brother c
" Dad?" Michael looked at his son not wanting to give him false hope. He knows how much he misses his mother and how much he would like to find his brother, but he just can't tell him that he is going to find his mother and brother without any real hope. So he'll just keep his excitement to himself and go see what's going on in Tartar. "I just got an important call from Tartar, I'm going to have to go on a business trip tonight and..." "Can I come with you?" Michaël bit his lip, each time he had to make this kind of trip, he always took his son with him but this time, he is afraid that Manuel cannot stand the extremely hot climate of Tartar and that he will relapse. Manuel has been in fragile health since birth and he always made sure he got the best treatment. He is not sure that Tartar will have excellent technical platforms like here so he hesitates. "Please Dad..." He doesn't like it when his son looks at him with those big lamb eyes, he can't refuse him anything. "Good
The room was gloomy, all the employees around the meeting table had lowered their heads in fear of their president's cold gaze as he read the pile of documents in front of him. He had put a hand to his cheek studying the data presented to him as the people around waited fearfully for him to speak. He was known to be ruthless and was quick to get rid of people he found unnecessary. He was nicknamed the big devil, nobody wanted to attract his attention, and they did not know what he could do as he was unpredictable. He was only 27 years old but he imposed a charisma and an overwhelming aura so much that no one could retort at his word. The meeting had been going on for four hours and many hadn't even had lunch yet, but they weren't allowed to complain. He doesn't like noise and hates people complaining. This is Michaël Keller, CEO of the Keller-Clark group. Indeed, a few years earlier, Jeanne had had enough of all this business, especially since Victor had decided to join his fa
Jeanne and Fabian arrived with their two children. Fabian was carrying the baby, a little boy and Joshua was holding his mother's hand excited to see Emma's children, but especially Emma. "Ah, I can't believe my baby has become a mother in her turn" "Indeed and to say that she was expecting twins..." “Her fiancé is a pervert” "Honey, who teaches you such bad words?" " I am very clever" Jeanne sighed in front of her son while Fabian just smiled. They arrived in the hospital room finding Michaël in all his states and no trace of Emma, nor the babies “Mica?” Michaël turned away tearfully as he looked at Jeanne guiltily. A few minutes earlier, after reassuring himself that his second son, who was born more fragile than the other, had been examined by the pediatrician, he returned with him to rest him in his crib with his twin brother. But to his great misfortune, Emma was no longer in the room and neither was their son. He panicked seeing papers on the bed, when he became