____________________ Willkommen im Paradies meine Dame - Welcome to paradise, my lady. Herrenhaus Sullivan - Manor Sullivan Guten Abend, junge Dame - Good evening, young lady
"Is this where we're going to have sex? I would definitely say yes to that." His laughter echoes around the room after hearing my absurd commentary of the bed. His laughter sounds refreshing to my ears, a laughter that's so sincere. He crouches as he laughs, touching his stomach with one hand, and brushing his hair with another one. His closed eyes traced inverted moon lines to his face, and his cheeks turn red from so much happiness. Unsure of how will I react to it, I stand still and stare at him until he finishes. Every now and then, his personality really amazes me, the ideal person whom I only thought existed in webtoons or romantic books, but he is the exact personification of it. He is someone who is very far from my egoistic, pretentious, sacred boyfriend Seid. "You're very fond of me, aren't you?", I cut his little over-the-top happiness with my not-so-sarcastic acclaim. I face him and wait for him to respond. "In fact, I am dearly fond of you, Miss," he pauses and waits fo
Manor Sullivan has a lot to offer. It is such great architecture, heavy but sophisticated. I get to enjoy the little tour Mr. Hoffman gave me right after dinner when Dmitri has had to make a call. I think it would be great to feature this in our magazine. Although Dmitri has a friendly personality, he might not want too much publicity. My thoughts wander while I am in the elevator with a maidservant. Even the elevator, I must say is cozy, golden frame on each side, and a full mirror attached to all sides. Ding! The elevator has stopped. The button carved with the letter 'R' keeps on blinking. The maidservant softspoken informs me, "We are here Miss Avery. You may now step out of the elevator. Enjoy your time with the Young Master." I shyly smile and turn my gaze into the now opened elevator door. My eyes lavish at the sight of the clear night sky. The classy humungous glass dome roof gives the best night view I've ever seen. I feel much closer to the stars as they twinkle. The diam
"Well, there's no other way to say this, I came here to lose my virginity."He sips on his wine and says nothing. He awaits the continuation of my story."I am. I mean, I was-", correcting myself, "I was in a long-term relationship with my boyfriend, Err, ex-boyfriend for more than seven years, and well-" I try to find the right words to say, "He, we, never even had sex at all. Not even once," I chuckle. On the other hand, Dmitri chokes in his own wine,"What?", his eyes are bewildered from what he heard."Yep. I am here, aren't I?" I sarcastically retort his disbelief. I drink more wine to the last drop and pour another one. Oh, this is good. A hot bath and a bottle of wine under the clear night sky."Sorry, I didn't mean to sound rude," he tries to explain unnecessary things."None taken," I quickly answer."He's either, asexual, gay, or just stupid," he revolts into a hilarious remark.I cackle uncontrollably, "I'll go with the last one, then."My boring sentiments about my ex-boyf
Right after I give him my permission, Dmitri showers me with kisses, on my neck, on my cheeks, and on my lips. His kisses evolve from patient and gentle pecks to aggressive and dominant french, like a king finally claiming his subject. But those kisses don't manipulate nor subjugate me, but instead, lead me beyond a satiating feeling of wanting for more. So I impatiently sit atop of him with his manhood just next to my opening. I clenched my legs around his waist to his back and cling both my arms to his neck. I could feel that my kisses become a bit hostile when he lets a soft groan and taste blood from his lips, I stop kissing him and wipe the blood from his lips with my fingertips."I'm sorry," I look down and shyly apologize."It's alright, you're new to this, let's put your libido in control," he says, then gently kisses me again. This time, they are pure and kind. The slow movement he makes lets me feel and trace his soft smooth lips thoroughly, their thickness, their shape, and
Two days ago, I was in Austria. Yesterday I was in Germany, and now I am on my way back to The States, specifically New York City, 'the City that Never Sleeps', and who would have taught I could even ride a private jet on my return. A lot of surprising things unveil my eyes right after I met this guy named Dmitri. The guy who has been sitting across me and staring at me ever since we've left Manor Sullivan. My reminiscing has ended at the sight of his green eyes."Yes, Dmitri?", I ask him feeling a little off with the way he stares."Yes, Avery?", but he asks me in return."It seems you can't take those beautiful eyes off yours of me," the supposed rebuttal turns into an accidental compliment of him.He manly chuckles while leaning forward. He puts his elbow atop his knee while his legs are crossed, and then supports his chin with his beautiful hand, a majestic posture indeed, then he speaks, "Well, what would you do if there's a bright beautiful sun in front of you, would you choose
These women continue to giggle with Claire's story, as I stand frozen from what I've recently heard. I could imagine myself already sewing Claire's loud filthy mouth with my grandmother's needle. I feel furious that I couldn't stop myself from reacting even Dmitri and I don't have any labels, "What did you just say?"Claire jumps out as she sees me just behind the curtain, she stutters, "M-ms. Anderson, I didn't know you are still here.""Well, I can clearly see that since you've been bragging about how you got fucked by Dmitri," my words struck her straight to her heart. She flustered."B-but, he's the one who-", she tries to explain herself while the other girl is just staring at me."Who wanted it? And you think you can just open your vagina to anyone who asks for your aide, what are you, a whore?", my voice rings inside the private jet like a scandalous wife preying over the mistress. The other staff looks over to check what's happening. Claire's eyes are about to cry when someone
I slam the car door to his face as my biatch attitude surfaces at the early stage of our acquaintanceship. Even, I, myself, am, in fact, surprised by the behavior I acted towards Claire, and in front of this guy. Dmitri, being a cool guy, chooses to calm himself before entering the car. Though I've seen him cursed outside, I still find him, damn attractive. After some minutes passed, he decided to hop in, and when I see one of his men opening the door handle beside me, I slide myself against the comfy car seat and move myself to the other end of the seat. He glares at my action but says nothing. Then he lights the car, and the same man closes the door for him. The chauffeur greets him and in return, he coldly instructs him where to go as soon as he takes his seat. I can see that he is still staring at me, but the last thing I want to do is talk to him.So the first half of our trip has been silent. I just stared at the window the whole time enjoying the view. I peek at Dmitri and see
"Seigfried?" I blurt out using a high-pitch voice. Unable to comprehend the situation, I get cold feet and just want to be eaten by the ground, but Dmitri reassures me by holding me tighter."Is that your boyfriend?", he firmly asks."Ex-boyfriend," I corrected him, "Yes, he is Seigfried Cohen, and beside him is the not so likable, Barbara Cohen," I explain him.Of all people, at all the possible time I could meet him and Barbara, why now, in this situation? I look at Dmitri and Seigfried back and forth, like a wife cheating on his husband and will soon get caught with her other lover. But wait, a thought comes to my mind, "Seigfried and I broke up before I went to Austria. And Dmitri isn't my lover, either. So why do I feel like cheating?" I scoff at my own stupidity. Then Dmitri's voice pulls me back to reality, "Do you trust me?" I nod."Then let me handle this and follow my lead. Let me do the talking," he insists.The two of them haven't noticed us since they are currently talkin
(Avery’s Thoughts) (Two Years After The Divorce)I am standing backstage at one of the famous morning talk shows here in NY.I don’t know why I feel so nervous, well, it is my first TV appearance nationwide.Then I look at the mirror and fix myself, “Well, I am not yet ready to reveal my personality so I think of a way to hide my identity, and that is to use a pen name and a sophisticated mask, like the ones you wear in a masquerade ball.”A staff finally reaches out to me and says, “Miss Sparks, in a minute they are going to call you on stage. And your cue is the dimming light, okay?”“Uh-huh,” I hesitantly answer.But she is there to boost and cheer me up, “Take a deep breath, relax, and remember, you are good, and you definitely got this!”The sound from the crowd suddenly dies down and the voice of the host is heard. I look up at their gigantic spotlight and wait for the cue.I take a deep breath and say to myself, “You got this, Avery. You got this!”“Let us all welcome with a ro
(Avery’s Thoughts) “Dear Avery - My Loyal Wife, When you came into my life and agreed to be my wife, that was the best day of my life. That day, on our sudden wedding day, I promised that I would cherish you more than anyone else.I swore to protect the smile on your face, a smile so genuine when I first met you at that hotel five years ago. Avery, I know you’ve been trying so hard, and you never once failed to fulfill your duty as my loving wife, even if it means putting your heart aside. You’ve been so good to me, and you’ve been faithful to me like you promised me. But sometimes kindness and compassion aren’t enough when love is forced. Eventually, the true feelings will immerse.With so much regret, I’ve seen you fell right in front of my eyes. I’ve witnessed how your bright spark faded when you married me. I’ve become the reason why you lost yourself.I let it happen. And I can’t forgive myself for that ever again. You were forced to love me. I forced you to love me. And
(Avery’s Thoughts)“Babe, did it come out now?” Jeff yells behind the door. While I am damn nervous to even peek at it. “It is only a minute, it needs another minute, babe. Please, don’t stress me out,” I yell back at him. “I’m sorry. I just feel so excited about the news. I can’t wait to tell mom and dad about our baby!” he says exhilaratingly. “Don’t jinx it!” I scream angrily. “Okay, okay, I’ll wait here patiently,” answers Jeff. I am here sitting on the bathroom floor, waiting for the result to come out from the pregnancy test kit. It has been almost three years since we got married and there was never a time that we didn’t try having a baby. But until now, there’s still nothing. I hug my knees and start crying silently, “What if it fails again? Am I infertile?” I ask myself. The kit finally ticks and now I have to face the truth. God knows we’ve been trying so hard that’s why I even ask Kendra to take full charge of the business for now. I stop all my physical activities
(Avery’s Thoughts) Our El Nido, Palawan experience was splendid. And of course, I still can’t believe it. I came there single, “And now, I am officially Avery Tales. I am now married,” I murmur as I stare at both my and his wedding ring while he’s holding my hand in his sleep. It’s been a week since we came back here to America. Of course, the honeymoon stage has just begun and Jeff wants to make love to me almost every time. And me, being a good wife, always give him what he wants. Although, right now, I think I am still a little swollen down there. I go to the bathroom to clean myself up and wash my face as I promised Kendra I’ll be meeting her so we can talk about our new business venture. After brushing my teeth, I wake Jeff up, “Hey, babe. Didn’t you say you have an interview at Kirkland’s Best?”He groans and instead of getting up, he pulls me into the bed and showers me with morning kisses. I giggle as his kisses tickle me, “Babe, stop it. We have a lot of things to do tod
(Avery's Thoughts)Even though the wedding is sudden, Jeff managed to pull it off, and he has planned it all along. So after the wedding ceremony, we stayed for a little bit, I got to finally meet his parents. And for the longest of times, I once again felt the warm embrace of a parent. It made me cry because I knew that I am no longer alone, and no longer an orphan. Because now that we are married, his parents became my parents, too. And I can’t deny, my heart is full. After that, we stayed to talk to our guests for some time, and then we ate and enjoy the party, too. And now I am here standing on the balcony staring at the moonlight, while Jeff is still cleaning. I don’t know why. It isn’t the first time we are going to have sex, but for some reason, now that we are married, there’s this tension inside me, a feeling of hesitation, a feeling that I am officially owned by him. And unexplainably, I feel afraid. And now, my heart almost stops as I hear the gushing of the water fina
(Avery’s Thoughts) Later this evening, all four of us will meet Jeff’s parents. And because of it, I am so dead worried and I can’t get this nervousness out of my system. So while Jeff is away meeting his parents ahead of time, I rush downstairs and go to our neighboring villa. I knock ceaselessly, but Kendra and Nik aren’t coming out. I move back to look up, and I see that the light is on, it means they are there, so I continue to rampage on their door. “Kendra, Kendra,” I knock nonstop, “Open up, please!” I scream a little loud. Then after five minutes of almost breaking their door down, someone finally opens the door for me. “Thank God you finally come out, what took you so l–” I am about to complain but when I see her glaring at me with her hair a little bit frizzy and wrap in a blanket, I know that I should be more careful with my next words. Then later on Nik comes down with a little sweat on his forehead. “Uh-oh, definitely bad timing, Avery,” I say to myself. Then Kend
(Avery’s Thoughts) “Hey, we are going to be late for our flight!” I yell when I notice Kendra still struggling with how to put all her stuff in one big luggage. “Wait up! This stupid luggage just won’t listen to me!” she frustratedly yells back at me. Kendra is not a patient and she hates dealing with this kind of stuff. So I go to her room to check up on her. And there I see her leg wrestling with her luggage just so she can close it up. “Stupid-little-luggage!” she yells and kicks before she pounds it hard in the end. And then she sits beside it looking at me with so much energy wasted. “Help me out, A?” she begs. I smile at her and then gently hit her on her forehead. “That’s why I’ve been telling you to pack a week ago,” I nag at her a little and she sticks her tongue out for a moment. “Hmm, let’s see what unnecessary things you put in here,” I tease her. Then I begin to take out some clothes and things she can’t wear to our destination. “Nope!” “–But I need it.” “–It’
(Kendra’s Thoughts)Then a slight touch on my shoulder and a breathy apology are enough to get hold of the situation, “I am sorry, Kendra. Let me fix this,” is all he says. And even without looking, I know this one is definitely Dmitri’s voice since it triggers the hatred hidden deep within my bones.And as he passed by me, he steps up and grabs the arms of that tallest guy, “Let go, Luke, please,” he calmly says.Then the man who fell suddenly stands up continuing his tantrums like a child, “Why are you siding with them, Dee? He punches me first, you should get mad at that bitchy Heather’s husband” then scowls at Dmitri. But Dmitri is true to his words for the first time in his fucking life, he is trying to fix the situation. He glares at him and Luke, “I said Let go, Luke. Don’t make me say it for the third time, and you, I told you to be more careful with your words, this is my city, they know me here as a businessman, you should have thought of me more before creating a scene. T
(Kendra’s Thoughts)Avery finally got discharged from the hospital and in the meantime, I invite them over to stay in my apartment instead of wasting all their money paying for a hotel room. I have two more spare rooms in my apartment so I guess it is fine. Kervin is still here, so they will look after him while I go out with Nik and enjoy our anniversary. I am about to finish dolling up when A enters my room. “Hey there, gorgeous,” she says while leaning on the side of the door. I am currently wearing my earrings when my side zipper comes undone. So she goes to me and says, “Here, I got this,” she says and helps me out. I can’t stop smiling. I am just happy to know she’s here. I am happy we get to do this again. I hear the zip sound finishes, “Okay, you are good to go, sexy K. Are you going to bring the house down tonight with your fiery red velvet bodycon dress?” she pokes my side. “Oh god, no. We will just eat and then go home since that bitchy wife already knew our annivers