Michael's eyes were shining as Emma played this melody they had written and composed together. He was so happy that she chose this particular song for this ceremony. From the way he looked at her playing, he knew it was intentional and he caught himself hoping it would become a way to break the barriers that exist between them. After leaving Aden's apartment, he had time to think and told himself that if Emma and Aden are a couple, he should stay in his corner, but if on the contrary, Emma tries to find him, he would have the proof she also wants from him. Cherry hadn't failed to pull his suspenders calling him a coward but he was never a brave person, especially when it came to his feelings. He fears being rejected, which is why he stayed in his corner. Another thing that convinced him to stay away was the fact that every time he saw them together, they looked like they were happy together. Hanging kisses and tender looks. It hurts but he had to get used to the idea, what hap
Aden took me to his apartment and closed the door behind him. I didn't understand his gestures but I finally felt my body being lifted before I was taken to his room. ** What are you doing?** Aden laid me down on his bed taking off his clothes as my eyes opened in realization. ** But...** I felt drops on my cheek and looked up at Aden. He was crying. My heart broke. Was it my fault? I lifted my hand to rest it on his cheek as he grabbed it. "Baby...I love you so much, I don't want to lose you please" I bit my lip before looking away. Aden lowered his face, starting to kiss Emma's neck, running his hand over her thigh. He knows Emma, she's a modest person, and she'll never want to get back together with Michaël if they slept together. Her morals would forbid it. So he's just going to take her virginity here and now. He passed his hand between her thighs going to caress her panties before feeling Emma retract. I was condemning myself for putting Aden through so much p
Michael couldn't believe his eyes, Emma was sitting on his pelvis kissing him passionately. He thought he was dreaming but the feeling of fire in his body told him he wasn't. He's recovered, so if he's dreaming then don't wake him up. Emma's lips were shy and reticent, it looked like she was apprehensive to kiss him, dreading his reaction. But at the same time, she couldn't contain her desire for him so she kissed him. Her kiss was gentle but reluctant. Passionate but not daring. He smiled against her lips as he thought to himself what was the use of resisting if they couldn't go against their desire for each other? It's a pressure they can't fight let alone resist. He sighed at all those thoughts as he called himself stupid. What is he thinking when all he has to do is feel? Yes, to feel her lips overlapping his, her fingers caressing his face, her tongue brushing his, her body burning his but above all, her pelvis rubbing against his. The pain in his pants was proof of
** You're not going out today? I heard you have a lot of business going on here so I'm surprised you take advantage of a working day to coo in my arms like that ** I was sitting on the bed, Michael behind me as we cuddled since morning. "And leave my sweet girlfriend alone? Never" Michael looked at my finger and frowned. "Did you get your ring back?" I smiled before answering him. **I never left it** "But the last time we saw you didn't have it anymore and I thought that since you were dating Aden you decided to get rid of it" The tone of Michael's voice was low, almost hoarse. It was as if his throat had knotted at the mere mention of that memory, so that day he had noticed it and certainly had been hurt. ** I had had a slight incident with the ring a few days earlier so the ring had to go through a goldsmith to repair the slight damage. Reason why I didn't have it that day. The next day I was able to recover it ** " It's true ?" Michael seemed happy as he hugged me.
I couldn't believe my ears, I was going to be a mother. I am pregnant? What does it even mean to be a mother? Am I even entitled to be? Would I be up to it? How do we do? What should I do or say? Does my child deserve a mother like me? How could I make him grow if I can't even talk to him? Will he suffer the mockery of his friends if he has a mute mother? While Michaël was jubilant at the news the doctor told him that I'd been pregnant for five weeks so it was during our first sexual encounter that I got pregnant. He noticed that Emma was surprisingly calm, he lowered his eyes to see her shaking her face in panic. He frowned before lifting her chin for her to look at him. The doctor decided to leave them a little privacy because if the man had taken the news very well, the woman seemed uncertain, looking like that makes her scared. " Babe? Aren't you happy to carry our child?" I stiffened up, no Michaël is going to believe that he's the problem, I have to be honest, it
We heard a lapse on the table as Jeanne hit it. "So not only did you deflower my little sister but you got her pregnant?" Michaël and I blushed at Jeanne's outburst while I lowered my head in embarrassment, Michaël spoke. “Jeanne, we are no longer kids. It was obvious something like this was going to happen so don't make a fuss about it." Jeanne smiled a pulsing vein on her forehead. “Indeed…it had to happen. » Fabian sighed, coming to put a hand over his wife's mouth as she was about to explode. “I congratulate you, children. » I smiled nodding as Michael answered. Lenny arrived sometime after coming to carry Joshua who had been sulking all this time and finally Michaël and I returned to his house. Yet our house. A few days later, Michaël was in his office when Cherry stormed in. “Ah, I'm exhausted, I haven't even been able to see my girlfriend for weeks…well, it's not like she's going to miss me too much. she's so obsessed with her work...which makes me crazy about h
As Charlotte had imagined, Emma hadn't been hard to convince once Maya told her about her poor living situation. Then, it had been easy to get closer to Emma and become very close to her especially when the latter had so much discomfort in her. The beginnings were not easy, the first time she entered this mansion, she felt a deep hatred for Emma. Why did she have to live in a castle with Michael Keller as a prince while on her side she was forced to live in this hole with this despicable boyfriend? It was unfair, she should be the one who had to live in this luxury with the most coveted man on earth. She should be carrying the Keller heir right now. She is not like that ugly, mute monster. But it didn't matter, she came to this house to fix this offense and put things back in order. She looked at a portrait of the couple and smiled when she saw Michael's gorgeous face. He has changed a lot and fortunately for the better. When she saw him again, she said to herself, he is lik
Once Michael got out, I rushed to get ready. I didn't want this girl to end up having guests in my own house, it would be a big deal, especially with the rumors circulating between them. I can't believe Michael would have that kind of character after we got back together, but I just can't condemn him like that. I have to get these kinds of ideas out of my head. He's tender and caring with me, which certainly means all these rumors are false unless... I looked down at my stomach, my heart clenching. Is he doing this because I'm expecting his child? It would be logical since if I give birth to a boy he will be heir but if I give birth to a girl... will Michael treat me like John Keller treated his late wife? He was known as a womanizer... no, I mustn't think of Michael in such a demeaning way. I have to keep a logical mind and not worry about trivialities. Michaël loves me, there's no possible doubt about that. I walked out of the bathroom deciding to wear the new dress I had
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