Sebastian looks at the woman beside him, uncertain. His chest rises and falls in rhythm with her regular breathing, making her growl even more. Her body is naked, nothing on but a thick blanket to keep out the cold from the air conditioning.
Whereas last night they made passionate love. There is no doubt that Sebastian is also undistracted, except that he is savoring the food in front of him with all his senses. Just when he decides to try, Clara submissively gives him hers.
He is not a holy man. Clara had enjoyed a few evenings with Felice, but her heart was with the girl who loved the color red. And Clara? She had just taken the step of accepting his existence.
"Don't think about anything, Sebastian," Clara said as Sebastian laid his innocent body on the bed. She stared into those sooty black eyes, her chest rising and falling with the desire that enveloped her.
"You... sure?"
Clara chuckled. "Before? You really thought I was playing around, didn
Until, at the end of the line, the blows are drawn. The chaos spilling out into the belly of the woman who looks satisfied. Who knows how many times Clara, Sebastian feels how down there, Clara's muscles tighten strongly. Accompanied by a pampered, erotic whimper that fuels his quest for release.Sebastian's restless writhing was felt by the woman he was still staring at as her eyes slowly opened, smiling a little while blinking again. "When did you wake up?"Sebastian looked pensive. "Twenty minutes ago.""And?" Clara moved to support herself with a pillow. Sebastian helped her get a little more comfortable. "And why do you keep looking at me?"That's right. This question pierced her heart. Why?"You're beautiful." That was all Sebastian could say, which was met with an amused chuckle from Clara."Just noticed? Where were the last three and a half years?"The eyes were still on the other person. He shrugged before deciding to move on
Around midnight, Fathia woke up. She could hear the sound of leaves rustling against each other, clear in her ears. It seemed like she hadn't had the chance to close the window. She had fallen asleep in exhaustion. Throughout the day, many new customers had come to her. This must be Jess's doing, putting up a bunch of reviews all over social media.Jess always says that promotion is necessary. Without promotion, others wouldn't know what products she's selling. Just like Jess's new café. At the beginning of the opening, the promotions were really intense. Once it became stable enough, she only offered promos to her loyal customers. For new customers, the promo slots were limited.And it worked out pretty well. Fathia didn't have to worry about promotion issues. Jess handled everything, and Fathia appreciated that. Ah... having a friend like Jess is truly a stroke of luck.As she moved, a small groan escaped her. Her shoulder was a bit sore, her eyes reluc
Even though her eyes were puffy from crying and the tears had only subsided a few hours ago, and sleep eluded her, Fathia still got up as usual. Her routine had changed. Usually, she would sit at the dining table while Summer prepared her breakfast to fuel her for the day ahead at school. But now? She had learned to prepare it herself. Although her menu was very simple, she was thankful to Asya for patiently teaching her.A few times, Jess's kitchen ended up quite messy because of her experiments. Luckily, Jess wasn't angry and instead kept supporting her learning. She said, "Failure is necessary so that we know what's best for us in the future." Even though Fathia's kitchen failures had nothing to do with Jess's advice.Now? The kitchen was no longer her enemy. In fact, she often brewed coffee to get the measurements just right. Although she didn't know herself why she was learning to make a cup of coffee. Once the strong liquid in the cup cooled down, she made a face
"Whoa, there's so many orders?" Fathia's eyes nearly popped out of her head when she looked at the list that Melly, her assistant at the store, had just given her. Melly handed it over with a grin and a small smile."Looks like a stroke of luck, Anne."Fathia's shoulders slumped. "Yeah, luck, I guess. We're going to be working overtime." Then she received a gentle pat from Melly."We can handle it," Melly encouraged."I'm sure we can, it's just... Aunt Melly, you know, there's Ica. What about her? It's tough if I'm away working overtime all the time.""Ica's in the back, playing with the soil."Fathia slapped her forehead."As long as she's with Aunt, there won't be any issues. Come on... let's get these orders done. It's a good opportunity, right? I can use it to buy Ica some milk."Fathia's smile initially faded, but as she spoke with Melly, a tug at the corner of her lips reappeared. With this resilient single parent, Fathia
Fathia grinned with immense satisfaction at the result of her arrangement. The bouquet of fresh roses was now beautifully adorned. For a while now, both she and Melly had been getting the orders ready so that by the latest, 2 o'clock, some of them could be dispatched. Today, Fathia had decided to be the one delivering the rose bouquet herself.Using her motorcycle, which she actually owned but rarely used, she once again ensured the bouquet remained intact. A box attached to the back of her bike was deliberately set up as a means to deliver packages within a 3 km radius of her store."Are all the packages prepared according to the delivery addresses, Melly?" Fathia asked, just to make sure. Even though she had personally attached the recipient labels before waiting for the same-day couriers to arrive one by one."Done," Melly replied, understanding the young girl's concern. Knowing and working for her for almost a year, Melly understood why Anne was this worried
"Just a bit more, Max, and Boss's goal will be achieved. Just keep an eye around the Boss. Alvin's kid is dead. Sebastian isn't a hindrance. Be patient. After this, we'll get rid of the Boss. I know you've been waiting too long. Just like how we got rid of Alvin and his wife. Too bad... Felice joined in."Fathia's heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly. Her breath caught in her throat as those words were terrifying to hear. So... so... Sebastian's suspicion since long ago, that his parents were murdered, was actually true. Ah... it's not that Fathia didn't want to know the truth about what happened five years ago. She was just scared that it might be true. Especially after the ominous night with several banging sounds.She wanted to open the restroom door, but her trembling hand was completely out of control. She struggled to keep herself standing upright. To not collapse onto the restroom floor below. Not to mention her eyes had welled up. Don't even ask about
Jess chokes, causing a disgusted frown on Fathia's face, who still can't fully believe what happened to her. Smoothly and without hesitation, Anne recounts the sequence of events. She tells Jess, who is enjoying her afternoon snack on the upper floor. Jess's café consists of two floors. They usually spend time there. Jess's café concept has quickly raised the name of Amorè.Besides being cozy and suitable for lively chats with friends, Fathia also agrees with the reviews. The trendy food and drinks displayed on the menu bring new customers who keep coming back."Just give me the real news, okay?"Fathia rolls her eyes. "You think I'm lying?"Jess stares at Fathia with a hard-to-decipher expression. "Eat first, come on. Maybe after this, you'll be sane again. And talk normally.""Ugh!"Although slightly annoyed that Jess doesn't believe what she's saying, the spread in front of her is indeed tempting. When is Fathia not t
Sitting next to the deliberately opened window, feeling the chilly night breeze, and enjoying the deepening darkness of the late night. Not caring that her fingertips were starting to go numb from the cold air brushing against them."Almost there, Max. Just a little more and Boss's goal will be achieved. You keep watch around the Boss. Alvin's child is dead. It doesn't mean Sebastian is an obstacle. Be patient. After this, we'll get rid of the Boss. I know you've been waiting for too long. Just like how we got rid of Alvin and his wife. Pity... Felice is involved too."Those words echoed, chipping away at Fathia's sanity. A succession of questions pounded her mind. She couldn't share her thoughts with Jess since her friend chose the safe path. Fathia was reminded of their intense conversation, where tears greeted them first. The first time they met. Jess even pinched her own arm hard to make sure that the person in front of her was truly Fathia."Oh my God... I.