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SHIRLEY reminded Lucian of how their relationship used to be. Pointing out that he was a timid teenager back in the day and kept apologizing after their first night together. “Do you remember that? You are so gentle. You kept apologizing because you thought you were hurting me when, in fact, you gave me the best orgasm in my life.” Shirley exclaimed seductively. “Oh god spare me the details,” Latton yelled out internally while sitting on the sofa. Shirley discreetly sneered at her but none of them spoke about each other. “I do remember that. One of the best memories, but nothing beats the first time I saw you at the Tavern. You are wearing a simple black dress and red shoes, dancing like you are in a metal band concert even if the music changes.” He recollects in glee. Shirley’s face paled, “Me in red shoes?” She mumbled. He nods merrily. Oblivious that Shirley hates the color red and that the girl in his memory is Latton. Latton smiled triumphantly. “Why don’t you wear those cl
LUCIAN was staring intently at Latton’s face, who was deeply asleep beside him naked. Her head leaned to him while her hand was gently placed on his chest. “Why can’t I remember you?” He asks himself, then gently nuzzles her head. Her brows furrowed and soon woke up. She smiled in glee seeing his face and his bewitching eyes staring at her. The sight gave hope to her, and she hugged him firmly. Both enjoyed the silence and tranquility in the air, none spoke, and they continued lying in the bed in silence. Shortly he sighed deeply, and it broke the silence in the room. She could sense his apprehension, and glanced at him anxiously, "Is there something wrong? Do you need anything?" She asks. "About what happened last night." He mumbles. She blushed, then stared at him excitedly, "What about it?" He grinned awkwardly, "Well…I do believe you are my lover, but what I'm not sure of is how important you are to me." She smiled gleefully. "Let's find out together." She replied eagerly.
THE NEXT day, Lucian was released from the hospital. Shirley insists on driving him home, but George and Alicia are as persistent as she is. Shirley had no choice but to yield to them. Before the Caldwells left the parking lot, Latton hurriedly ran to them, “Is it okay if I come with you?” She asked nicely. George and Alicia glanced at each other. George wanted to agree, but Alicia politely declined, “Maybe next time, Latton.” Latton smiled, “Understood,” she mumbled, then glanced at Lucian who was silently looking at the opposite side of the parking lot staring blankly outside, “I’ll visit soon.” She uttered painfully then waved them goodbye. She wanted to follow them, but she felt that Alicia’s protectiveness would work to her advantage. She is well aware that they don’t like Shirley around their son. Knowing that detail, she knew too well that they wouldn’t allow her to visit him. “Should we follow the Caldwell’s car, Miss Ripley?” Igor asked, his thick Russian accent making it
IN THE Altiplano prison, in Mexico. Henri was lying on the dirty floor of solitary confinement, and could barely open his left eye. His lips were chapped, swollen, bloodied, and wounded, and his whole body ached. Yet, there was a smug look on his face. He slowly sat and leaned on the wall waiting for the prison guard to give him his evening dessert of beatings. As if on cue, he heard the gates open. He prepared himself for them but, to his surprise, he was carried to the prison infirmary where his wounds were treated. He became relentless and couldn’t fathom what was happening. Paranoia got the best of him, “Are you planning to kill me now?” He yelled at the doctor. “No!” The doctor shouted, then inched close to him, “I heard a rich American paid the guards, to make sure you were safe." The doctor glanced around to make sure no one was listening, "Ten times higher than what the politician you offended pays, and that rich American paid me a million dollars to keep you here. You are a
XAVIER and Latton were singing along to the music 'Numb Little Bug by Em Behold' playing on Latton's phone that was connected to the car's stereo system. - ....Do you ever get a little bit tired of life? Like you're not really happy, but you don't wanna die... - Soon the music was cut off by the ringing of her phone. Xavier scoffed when he saw the caller ID. 'Lucian Caldwell.' Knowing Xavier's hostility towards Lucian, she hesitated about answering the call, but Xavier did it for her. Her phone is still connected to the stereo system. He heard Lucian's words as clear as day, "Why would you send me a teddy bear?" He said in exasperation. Xavier's face distorted in rage and wanted to shout at him. If he could, he would drive to where Lucian was and punch him hard in the face. "The arrogance of this cunt!" He yelled internally. "I told you I need space to think, and I want to be alone," Lucian mumbled in exhaustion. After he said those words Latton wanted to say something, but b
"WHO are you and why are you in my headquarters?" A boy hollered out while holding a baseball bat. The girl ignored him and continued looking at the drawings in the notebook. "Stop touching my stuff!" He yelled again while tromping his foot, causing the tree house to jolt. His movement caught the girl's attention, and she stared at him. Her eyes were empty, no sorrow, no emotions, just a hollowed set of brown eyes. "Did you draw this? She asks in a weak voice. He nodded, and he let go of his baseball bat and sat beside her. "Amazing." She mumbles. He smiled, "You think that's amazing. Check this one out," he said while handing her another notebook. "It's a comic. I made it. It's about a crime-solving detective like Sherlock Holmes, but mine is French. The name is Hank Devereaux, and he has a dog named Yoda." He explains enthusiastically. She smiled, and he noticed her eyes finally conveyed emotion. His heart was filled with delight. He extended his hand, "I'm Henri. What's you
A WEEK passed, and the Vaughn family: Angeline, Airo, and Lucius moved to the Ripley manor. Meanwhile, Latton and Xavier are still in Ohio. Enjoying the fresh air, the swim in the lake, and horseback riding. "I can feel my skin throbbing," Xavier remarked while riding the horse to the pasture. Latton laughs, "I told you to use sunscreen." She remarks while gaining speed away from him. "Hey! Wait for me." He yelled out. Soon they reach the abundant streams of water where they let the horses rest and drink. Xavier marched to the stream and washed his hands. "We should stay here longer," he remarked while drying his hand with a handkerchief. "Nature is good for you. The silence, tranquility, away from the drama of L.A. What do you think?" She grinned, "I would if I could. I have things to do." She replied while kicking the stones in the ground. He exhaled in disappointment, "Is it about him again?" He inquired bitterly. She nods. "Him. Henri. Our family. I can't just turn my back,
VIVIAN Bloom drove home to the two-bedroom home she shared with John. It’s 8 in the evening and to her surprise, the whole house, including the driveway, is dark. “Is John still at work?” She asks herself while parking her car. She got out and opened the trunk to get the bags of groceries she purchased at the last minute at the nearby Costco and carried them in one go. She opens the main door with difficulty but brushes it off and only lets go of the groceries on the floor while she blindly searches for the light switch. When the light turned on she was stunned and taken aback to see flowers on the floor and John silently waiting for her while kneeling with a 5-carat oval-shaped diamond ring in his hand. Waiting patiently a few feet away from where she’s standing. “What the fuck John?” She yelled instantly. Still kneeling. John clears his throat, “Is that a good type of what the fuck?” He asks awkwardly. “I mean…" He clears his throat, "Vivian Bloom, will you marry me?” He correct
Hey, Stranger! That became my readers. I can’t thank you enough for staying till the last chapter of the story.I always thought writing was not for me. I never thought I could gather readers, thanks for proving me wrong. :)Please follow my author account here at GN I might write another story soon. Dedication:For Simon for being an awesome author, your novel opened my eyes to the world of books. For Poncho, my English Bulldog for being a good boy. For my mother who’s my strongest fan and critic. My partner, who became my unwilling contributor for intimate scenes. Lastly, for my greatest adversary who kept on saying I can’t make it and I’m never enough A.K.A me. Sincerely, Latton RipleyThis is not a goodbye. It’s more of a see you later. :)=Mini Story=(Happens when Latton was in a coma)LUCIUS is running out of the lift thinking he is late for his first meeting with Caldwell Incorporated as C.O.O for Va-Yor-Ri Unlimited. When he opened the conference door only Lucian was in th
“A GIFT from Alison Gardner!” The man yelled before shooting her. The scene kept on playing in Latton’s head ever since she woke up, but she didn’t say anything. She let the police finish their investigation, but it resulted in nothing. Haunted by the reality that her words were useless without any evidence, she could only keep her silence and wait for the right time.CONCURRENTLY, At the Women's Penitentiary.In the middle of the night, Alison Gardner was escorted out of her prison cell to a corridor leading outside the prison in a spacious car."Finally freedom!" She screamed while breathing in the air in the car."Money well spent," she mumbles to herself."Good work you guys," she added, but no one replied to her. “I will pay you in full once I get out of the country.” She added.Shortly after, the car stopped in a secluded area. She frowns, “Why are we here? I thought you were going to smuggle me out of the country via plane?” She asks.The driver smirked, “Well, change of plans.”
AT THE Women's PenitentiaryAlison was smiling from ear to ear. She receives a letter from her friend that states the court granted temporary access to her money."I might not be able to get away from the law, but I can surely pay someone to bust me out and get back on everyone. Especially with that brat that sent me here." She said as she glanced at the prison guards. Observing which people she could bribe."You seem in a good mood, pumpkin," Sam commented.Alison nods. But she did not give any details as she didn't want Sam to escape with her. She wants to do it on her own.She's been in prison for more than a year, and she has met people far more powerful than Sam, and she wants to take advantage of them.MEANWHILE, Lucian felt a pit in his stomach.Drowning sorrow creeps all over his body. He could feel sweat forming around his forehead, palms, and neck. Followed by an unknown bump that wants to throw him out of his misery.Shortly after, someone tugs on his suit. Unwilling to open
(Continuation of CHAPTER 121 - June 19, 2026)~He is in the Maldives...destination wedding.~ This was Lucius' answer when Latton asked where Lucian was. These were the words that were tormenting her mind.It pained her that after all the things they'd been through, it all ended like this.Her heart is breaking knowing that he is there somewhere getting married in a beautiful place just 6 months after she was shot."Am I that easy to forget? He didn't even wait a year," She mumbled while replaying all the promises he had told her. Soon, the item on the spare bed caught her attention.It's the teddy bear she gave to Lucian and the scarf she made for him.Her thoughts were soon interrupted when Lucius entered with Xavier, who had just arrived from Ohio.Xavier smiled from ear to ear seeing her awake. "Latton," he called out, then gently held her hand.He could sense her sadness."What's with the sad look on your face? Aren't you happy to see me? Are you still mad?" He asks politely.She
DAYS had passed and Lucian seemed to get worse. He became overbearing, he called every hour to check on her. It is as if someone is out to get them.Latton couldn't take it anymore, but she knew too well that Lucian wouldn't tell her what it was.She needed to investigate it without raising any suspicions. She made a surprise visit to Caldwell Incorporated as it might be work-related. It's not. Caldwell Inc. was flourishing, standing stronger than ever. She witnesses on her visit how he buries himself at work while constantly checking on her."If you continue doing that you are going to get sick." She mumbled as she patted his back in concern.He smiles. "I'll be fine." He says as he kisses her hand. "Why don't you stay in the CEO's lounge? I'll finish this, and we'll have lunch together." He suggested.She nods. She could see that the dark circle in his eyes worsened, and it seemed he had lost weight over the week.She wanted to speak to him when, suddenly, someone knocked on the door
JOHN and VIVIAN's engagement party was a success. It was even featured in a local newspaper with the caption 'A decade of love story'."An inspiring love story for everyone to read." Malena mumbles while reading through the newspaper.Then an idea entered her mind, "What if I chose to be with Lucian instead of plotting revenge against him and his family? Would I be this happy?" She asks herself while staring at Vivian's smiling image in the newspaper.She starts laughing at her own thoughts. "Of course not. I'm merely a substitute for Shirley and most likely I won't even meet him if I didn't plan everything from the start." She says, then folds the newspaper and hides it in the drawer. "This time I will make things right," she mumbles.Then she started rummaging through her computer and soon began typing on her phone.MEANWHILE, at Lucian's Villa.Lucian was still having difficulty sleeping, even with Latton in his arms, he couldn't stop having nightmares about losing her.On the other
ALBERT'S eyes enlarged."The audacity of this cunt," Albert thought as he stared malevolently at the man in front of him.He leaned forward and held Lucian's collar."Hey!? Cut it off." The police officer nearby yelled. Albert immediately let go of Lucian.Albert scoffed," Your words are more of a declaration than asking for permission," he remarked."How sure are you that my daughter will accept your proposal?" He added while crossing his arms.Lucian nodded, "She's the one who proposed to me." He muttered proudly.Albert laughed, "She did?" He spoke in surprise, and his gaze softened momentarily. He visualizes his daughter wearing a wedding gown, but soon sorrow creeps into him. The reality that he might not have the chance to walk his daughter down the aisle entered his mind.Soon his gaze darkened when he stared at Lucian, "If that's her decision... But... If you hurt her, assure yourself I won't take this lightly." He warns.Lucian smirked, "I know what you mean, and I would never
LATTON had just finished speaking to Boris over the phone when Igor pulled up the car in front of the manor’s main entrance. He opens the door for her and soon gets into the driver’s seat. “Where to Miss?” He asks nicely, his voice sounds jovial instead of threatening. She grinned, “Aren’t you a bit gleeful today?” She uttered without looking at him. He scoffed, “Can’t I be happy?” He answered sarcastically with his thick Russian accent.She smirked. “Well, that’s more like it.” She mumbled. “I spoke to Boris today.” She paused and then glanced at Igor, observing if there were changes in his demeanor.She noticed that he gripped the stirring wheel tighter upon hearing her words.He cleared his throat, “What did the boss say?” He inquired while staring at her through the rearview mirror.She leaned comfortably on her seat and then clasped her hands on top of her knees. “Your boss told me that you insist on working for me as a driver. Why is that?” She asks curiously.He laughs, “Wha
LUCIAN wrapped his arms around Latton's waist and kissed her neck, "How about we go back to your room and exercise before I go to the office?" He whispered flirtatiously in her ear. "What if after we do our cardio you accompany me anywhere I go?" He added while nibbling her neck.She blushed, and a hot wave of lust ignited in her body. She bit her lower lip and, as if she was under his spell, all she could do was agree and nod to him.They smile lustfully at each other like two thirsty bunnies hungry for one another's touch. He kisses her gently on the lips, but he can't get enough of her addicting soft lips. From a gentle peck to a full-blown French kiss. Their lips intertwined, and they couldn't seem to stop. Eyes closed, tongues rubbing each other, both caught in an intense tongue fight, none backed down.Their hands began traveling on each other's bodies. He hurriedly unbuttoned her pajama, then the buttons started to fall on the floor, but it never bothered them. He threw her top