“Are you okay, Ava?”, Seid asks and helps me sit down. I nod at him and continuously cry as I remember when I had those eyes, I remember those times, the day I went to Italy, was when my parents died of an accident.I could see Dmitri’s figure still standing up, I slightly tilt my head and look in his direction, his gaze are still fixated on the portrait. When the host opens the bid, a lot goes for it. It has the highest bid now from all the artwork.Then Seid asks me, “Do you want to have it?” I smile at him and say nothing.So he tops up the bid without any hesitation. He keeps on topping up every bid there is and is looking forward to winning it, but with just two words coming out of Dmitri’s lips, everything goes silent.“Five hundred,” Dmitri says. And it isn’t just bucks, we are talking about grand. I look at him surprised but he didn't look back in my direction.“Going once,” the host says.“I am sorry Ava, I can’t top that,” Seid humbly admits his defeat. So I comfort him by s
Dmitri forcefully gets me out of his car and carries me in his shoulder like a child. I don’t even know what city we are in, where we stopped, where we went, or where our route was.All throughout the trip, all I did was piss him off, so he would let me go. But he didn’t. Now, he carries me to this building that I couldn’t recognize because of my tipsiness.Without any strength left inside my body, I just let him carry me according to his will.“Where are we going?”, I ask but receive no response at all.From my position, I could see him press the elevator button, the top button engraved with the letter “P”. I thought, “Are we going to his penthouse?”A few more minutes, the elevator dings, and he goes out of the elevator. Then he enters another elevator, a smaller one with gold-plated rails on each side.We enter then alight after just a minute, as the door opens, I try to open my eyes, and a gigantic bed welcomes me.So it figures, this elevator has direct access to his bedroom, and
I am drowned not by the water inside this tub, but by the fluid that I’ve been suppressing for quite some time now. The tub is still half-full, and I have to endure it for a little more. I feel like squirting it anytime, but I want to taste his whole shaft and I want to feel it enter me so I need to control my cum. I begin to tighten my vaginal muscle to help suppress the uncontrollable feeling inside me. He groans as I do it. He compliments me, “Good Avery, find your technique,” then he screws his fingers again and again.He stops momentarily and arches my body even more. He lifts my pelvic and showers me with kisses again. I moan loudly when his tongue licks me from behind, “Uh, Dee, no, I, can’t control anymore. It feels damn good.” I couldn’t help but hold the mouth of the jacuzzi, almost erecting my body. Then he licks and sucks the mouth of my opening, every portion of it. He sucks it and plays it with his tongue. Then play my clitoris with his fingers in a circular motion
I wake up in his arms in the middle of the night. We are in the same bed cuddling like what a normal couple does. But we aren’t. He calls me his possession, he calls me his woman, but he never says he loves me nor admits it. We aren’t dating. I watch him sleep and touch his peaceful face, then I softly speak to him, “Why can’t we be like any other? Do I really have to compromise?” I am surprised when I hear his voice, “Can’t sleep?” he asks.I remove my hand from his face, but he grabs it and kisses me gently on my lips. Then he pulls me and wraps his arms around me. When he does, my heart leaps like a horse, while his heart sounds so peaceful. How can he be so calm being next to me while I feel like burning just the sight of him? Maybe I am the only one who is madly in love with him. While he holds me in his arms, he utters something that surprises me, “Live with me.”***I still feel like dreaming about the last words I heard from him last night. When I woke up this morning,
Throughout the boat ride, I never let go of his hand, and I think he doesn’t mind at all since there isn’t any form of struggle. He gently wraps his arms around my shoulder so I can keep my balance and avoid too much bounce from this wavy ride. I feel like I am dying right now as if my stomach is about to burst or go out of my mouth. This seas-sickness is killing me, so I weakly inquire to him, “How much longer?”He taps my shoulder and holds my hand tighter, “Any minute now, hang in there,” he blissfully answers. And he’s right. After the longest minute of my life, the boat engine finally stops. And like a gentleman, he carries me out of the boat and gently helps me find my footing at the bay. I am pretty sure that wearing heels and a long dress isn’t really a good combination for a boat ride, isn’t it? Still feeling nauseous, I know that I need to vomit, so I find a garbage bin as soon as I can, and run to it. While I release all my anxiety and ill-feeling because of that boa
I spent the night without Dmitri on my side. There are things that I don’t understand about him, and I hate how he invalidate my feelings, my work, my time, and my decision.Still, I miss him. I want to be next to him soon. To be honest, I am a little hopeful that he would call me in the morning, but I see not even a single call. I wonder what his deal is.I stretch my feet and my hands and get off the bed. I appreciate the sunray that’s kissing my face this morning. I feel better now that I’ve rested, as long as I don’t ride that stupid boat again, nothing can ruin my day with Dmitri. Or so I thought. Because the moment I step out of my room, I hear the female bellhops giggling and talking about their sexual adventure yesterday night. Isn’t this deja vu? My heart is stricken. I try not to listen, but I just can’t stop myself from eavesdropping. The brunette girl boasts how Dmitri roughly did her in a staircase and by the pool. She even has the guts to complain why Dmitri never
“What the fuck are you doing here with my woman, Jeff?”His face is raging with burning anger. And when he sees me on my robe, his eyes get even more dangerous.He speeds up towards Jeff and punches him without any hesitation. For a moment, I couldn’t move.But when I recover from my shock. I halt him from hitting Jeff’s cheek again.“Dee, it’s not what you think,” I explain to him, but he is clouded with anger right now.Jeff tries to be on his feet, “Sir, I am sorry, I didn’t know he’s your girlfriend, I am sorry.”Dmitri scowls at him like a lion, “Huh, cut the bullshit, Jeff. I know you like her. Don’t hide behind your innocent act.”“But Sir, I swear, I did-”, he tries to explain but Dee isn’t ready to listen to him.“Stop it, Dee! He really didn’t know. He asks me if I was your girlfriend, and I answered I’m not. That’s why,” I scold him.“You did what?”, he diverts his anger at me.“Why, I told the truth. I am not your girlfriend,” I stand against him.“I already told you, Aver
I am on my phone as I exit the hotel. I already see Jeff standing at the corner, waiting for me. I am actually talking to my bestfriend who’s been bugging me to call, so that’s what I did. “Kendra, stop bugging me and start working. Please do me a favor and visit our office after your work,” I request her. I hear her sigh but eventually, she agrees, “Fine, but tell me what’s going on? Your not-so-boyfriend called Nik and I like a hundred times.”“Sorry, that’s on me, I didn’t realize my phone was off the whole time,” I explain to K while signaling Jeff to give me some minutes.“So, you never answered my question, are you good or not?”, K intriguingly asks. “Both, okay? I have to go, I am late and you know he hates tardiness. Talk to you later,” I say google and hang up. I didn’t give her a chance to say goodbye. Then I approach Jeff and greet him, “Hi, sorry about that.”“No problem, so are you ready to go?” he says a little distantly. My face couldn’t hide my sadness, nor does
(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