DOMINIC'S POV."Saraya...""Dominic, what's going on?" She asked sounding so worried. "I just got to my phone and saw your calls and message. Is my dad okay? Are you okay? Is everyone fine?""Calm down, princess." I managed to break through her worrisome questions. "I came to see you.""What?" She said. My actions took her by surprise just I had expected. "You mean you came all the way from Sydney to Colorado just to see me?" She asked like she needed to be sure."That's correct." I affirmed."Dom...""I know what you want to say but you can chastise me for showing up unexpectedly when you see me. What do you say?" I suggested, hoping she would agree.There was silence on the other end. I could almost see the way her brows would be furrowing right now, the way she’d bite her lower lip when she was trying to process something she didn’t see coming.I held my breath, waiting.“Dominic…” she finally said, her voice softer this time. “Why do you have to make such trip when we could have e
SARAYA'S POV."Dominic, ever since I met you, you've been a good person and friend to me. I wouldn't want to jeopardize our friendship.""What are you scared of?" He asked."I'm scared of everything!" I snapped. "Letting someone new in and being vulnerable to them is something I don't want to do anytime soon.""I think it's time you let go.""What?" I asked like I didn't hear him the first time."I said it's time you let go of your obsession with Arlan." He said firmly, making me nervous. "He is never going to be yours, he is expecting a child with Matilda and if my memory serves me correctly, she should put to bed anytime from now."The realization in his words made my heart go cold. Dominic must've noticed how his words got to me but he didn't stop."Are you really going to stand between a father and a child because of your obsession?" He added.I felt the sting of his words like a slap across my face. Obsession? Is that what he thought this was?I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my
SARAYA'S POV.I walked in feeling exhausted, at this point, there was no more tears coming out from my eyes.Gabby who had been waiting quickly rushed to me. "You gave me quite a scare, you wouldn't pick your phone..." She was saying when she finally looked up and saw my face. "Oh my, what happened?"I sank into her arms. "I hurt him, Gabby. I did."Gabby wrapped her arms around me, her grip firm and reassuring. "Who did you hurt?" she asked gently, stroking my hair."Dominic," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "He—he told me again he had feelings for me, and I... I couldn’t give him what he wanted."Gabby sighed, pulling back slightly to look me in the eyes. "Saraya, it’s not your fault. You can’t force yourself to love someone just because they love you.""But he’s been nothing but good to me," I said, my voice breaking. "He was there when I needed someone, when I was at my lowest. And instead of appreciating him the way he deserves, I—""You were honest," Gabby interrupted. "And that’s
IAN'S POV."Awesome," I clapped my hands. "So Mary intends using Dominic to spy on Saraya. Guess I'm not the only one who is worked up about Saraya's existence." I said to myself."I've known she didn't care for Saraya like she claims to but I don't know Saraya made her so insecure she would go all the way.""Let's shake her up a little with this." I said staring at my phone before replaying the voice note."Isn't it too early to confront her? What if it goes down south?" A voice said in my head. "While it's still early, time is not on my side. With the way the company's shares have been plummeting since I took over, it's just a matter of time before those punch of greedy people start discussing my impeachment.""I'm in no position to consider the timing, even if it's just a straw, I have to grap it tightly with both hands and figure out a way to survive."I stood up and headed to her room with a victorious smile. "Let's see how she would react."I knocked twice on the door, taking a
Warning: 18+ only. This book contains age gap erotica and hardcore steamy taboo. If you're not up to 18 or sensitive to contents like this, I advise not to read further. But if you're not,then get ready for a naughty, intriguing and fun read. __________________________________ She slowly leans forward,her weight supported with a hand on the table.Her eyes looking into mine, not flickering, just slowly battering up, and then down. Was she trying to read my thoughts? Was it a dare? "You should take a careful look at it" She says, her voice low, soft and coaxing. My throat bobbed with a hard swallow. My guts failed me. This is what I've ever dreamed about since I met her, to have her this close to me, alone in a room. I turn my gaze to the file on the table, but her finger brush under my chin, lifting it with a gentle deliberate touch that even I could not help but oblige till our faces were close enough for me to feel the warmth of her breath. "Not now big guy." She says. Tens
(Colorado, USA.)Saraya Newman wipes off her tears as she arrived at the her mother's gravesite and drops a bouquet of flowers on the slab that had her mother's name, Maria Moore, engraved on it alongside her date of birth and death. She had done that every month for the past six months after the funeral.Her mother's death was never a shock to her, with all the heavy drinking and smoking it was only a matter of time only that it happened at an inappropriate time of Saraya's life.Moreover, she'd just broken up with her good for nothing boyfriend of two years and needed some time away, a vacation,to heal from the heartaches these young men kept giving her. And maybe, just maybe, try her luck on the older ones._____________SARAYA'S POV:I took one last look at the cemetery before closing the door to my 2023 Cayenne Porsche SUV. My mother and I never had the best parent to child relationship but if I'm to be honest, that woman did try her best in the many ways most single parent never
(Sydney, Australia.)ARLAN POV:The party air was heavy and stifling with hollow laughter and shallow formalities and little expression of any real amusement, at least from my end.The conversations about trivial business talks intrigued me only a little. I've already had a stressful day at the company and I'm certain that I do not need anymore of it. My cheeks are starting to hurt from the forced smiling I had to do whenever I got noticed by someone that I may or may not be acquainted with.I took a gulp of the cold glass of champagne, my third glass already, to keep my throat warm ahead of the conversations I might have soon. I checked my phone like I have been doing for the past thirty minutes, and pretended to be busy on it whenever anyone tried to approach me as I wasn't ready for another conversation."The balcony!" I remembered, an open escape from the stifling atmosphere. I glanced around the room over my shoulders making sure no one would try to rope me again into an insipid
SARAYA'S POV:"I'm a businessman," He began, "I can tell just by watching closely. Look, let me show you," He moved closer beside me till our faces were almost touching. "See that Lady over there with a hat that looks like the shape of a monkey's butt?" He lowered his voice "Yeah?" I snickered."She's the ex-wife of Raphael Alou, the infamous Opera Vocalist. Over there is Mr. Richard Wallenstein, he took over his father's business years ago and is doing well. And as you can see," He extended a hand outwardly "Everybody is either standing next to someone or talking to someone. In short, everybody knows somebody here. Except for you." He turned his face to me.I felt his gaze burning deep into my skin, I turned too. "How can you presume so?" I asked in an almost whisper."I can tell from the look in your eyes. You look...alone. Why should a beautiful woman like yourself be all alone at a party?" He brushed some strands of hair away from my face. I cupped his chin with my hand and ask
IAN'S POV."Awesome," I clapped my hands. "So Mary intends using Dominic to spy on Saraya. Guess I'm not the only one who is worked up about Saraya's existence." I said to myself."I've known she didn't care for Saraya like she claims to but I don't know Saraya made her so insecure she would go all the way.""Let's shake her up a little with this." I said staring at my phone before replaying the voice note."Isn't it too early to confront her? What if it goes down south?" A voice said in my head. "While it's still early, time is not on my side. With the way the company's shares have been plummeting since I took over, it's just a matter of time before those punch of greedy people start discussing my impeachment.""I'm in no position to consider the timing, even if it's just a straw, I have to grap it tightly with both hands and figure out a way to survive."I stood up and headed to her room with a victorious smile. "Let's see how she would react."I knocked twice on the door, taking a
SARAYA'S POV.I walked in feeling exhausted, at this point, there was no more tears coming out from my eyes.Gabby who had been waiting quickly rushed to me. "You gave me quite a scare, you wouldn't pick your phone..." She was saying when she finally looked up and saw my face. "Oh my, what happened?"I sank into her arms. "I hurt him, Gabby. I did."Gabby wrapped her arms around me, her grip firm and reassuring. "Who did you hurt?" she asked gently, stroking my hair."Dominic," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "He—he told me again he had feelings for me, and I... I couldn’t give him what he wanted."Gabby sighed, pulling back slightly to look me in the eyes. "Saraya, it’s not your fault. You can’t force yourself to love someone just because they love you.""But he’s been nothing but good to me," I said, my voice breaking. "He was there when I needed someone, when I was at my lowest. And instead of appreciating him the way he deserves, I—""You were honest," Gabby interrupted. "And that’s
SARAYA'S POV."Dominic, ever since I met you, you've been a good person and friend to me. I wouldn't want to jeopardize our friendship.""What are you scared of?" He asked."I'm scared of everything!" I snapped. "Letting someone new in and being vulnerable to them is something I don't want to do anytime soon.""I think it's time you let go.""What?" I asked like I didn't hear him the first time."I said it's time you let go of your obsession with Arlan." He said firmly, making me nervous. "He is never going to be yours, he is expecting a child with Matilda and if my memory serves me correctly, she should put to bed anytime from now."The realization in his words made my heart go cold. Dominic must've noticed how his words got to me but he didn't stop."Are you really going to stand between a father and a child because of your obsession?" He added.I felt the sting of his words like a slap across my face. Obsession? Is that what he thought this was?I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my
DOMINIC'S POV."Saraya...""Dominic, what's going on?" She asked sounding so worried. "I just got to my phone and saw your calls and message. Is my dad okay? Are you okay? Is everyone fine?""Calm down, princess." I managed to break through her worrisome questions. "I came to see you.""What?" She said. My actions took her by surprise just I had expected. "You mean you came all the way from Sydney to Colorado just to see me?" She asked like she needed to be sure."That's correct." I affirmed."Dom...""I know what you want to say but you can chastise me for showing up unexpectedly when you see me. What do you say?" I suggested, hoping she would agree.There was silence on the other end. I could almost see the way her brows would be furrowing right now, the way she’d bite her lower lip when she was trying to process something she didn’t see coming.I held my breath, waiting.“Dominic…” she finally said, her voice softer this time. “Why do you have to make such trip when we could have e
DOMINIC'S POV.The flight touched down at the airport and I soon checked out."Saraya, here I come!" I screamed out drawing stares from onlookers but I didn't care.I bought out my phone. "Okay, let's do this." I said, dialling her phone. It rang a few times but there was no reply. "Could she be busy at the moment?" I thought to myself, wondering why she wasn't picking I flagged a taxi down, "take me the closest and coziest hotel around, I'm so tired."The taxi ride was quiet, but my mind wasn’t. My heart raced faster than the car, my thoughts were fixated on one person—Saraya. I could help but wonder how would she react when she see me? Would she be surprised? Shocked? Angry?I leaned back in the seat, running a hand through my hair. “She’ll probably be mad at first,” I muttered under my breath. Saraya wasn’t the type to welcome unexpected visitors with open arms, especially not when she had told me that the last time I showed you expectedly on Christmas day. But I silently hoped wi
ALEX'S POV.I patted his back awkwardly, the strength of his hug catching me off guard. “I’m here, Arlan. I’m okay now.”He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes. “Do you have any idea of how I felt when you collapsed? I couldn't focus knowing fully well it would be on me if you never wake up?”“I’m sorry I got you and everyone worried.” The words came out in a whisper, guilt settling in my chest.“You’re sorry?” He shook his head. “Don’t be ridiculous. Its all my fault, I should've told you everything...” His voice broke again, and he rubbed a hand across his face.I tried for a weak smile. "It's okay." I replied. "It would have been difficult if I were in your shoes too."“Thank you for coming around,” he said, but a small, relieved laugh slipped out anyway.I gestured to the chair by my bed. “Sit down before you fall over. You look like you haven’t slept in days.” I said pointing the eye bags beneath his eyes.“I haven’t,” he admitted, sinking into the chair. His elbows re
ARLAN'S POV I tried getting some sleep but it was impossible as my mind ravished with the thoughts of Saraya. I thought about what she could be doing but I couldn't mutter the courage to call her, not with what I saw at the airport."You're such a coward, Arlan. You don't deserve her." I turned on my side again.Her smile seems genuine and I couldn't remember the last time she smiled at me that way. All I remember was her tears and struggles whenever she was with me.I sighed and sat up. Restlessness took over me but I knew drinking wasn't an option. Not with Matilda, who is due with our baby anytime from now. For their sakes, I have to be sober.I decided to keep myself busy by going to my study to sort out the stack of documents that had been left untouched for days.I took off the bed cover and got off from bed. My study is attached to my bedroom so I grabbed my phone and headed there.I sat down and placed my hand on the stack of documents and I cursed my procrastination as I got
MARY'S POVI locked the door behind me and stood stark naked in front of the mirror and ran my hand through my damp hair.Ian's word replayed in my ears. "You’re doing this for yourself." He wasn’t wrong, but he didn’t know the full story."How could he? I had given eighteen years of my life to this family. Eighteen years of sacrifices, sleepless nights, and tears that no one else would ever understand and what do I get for it? Being used, made to accept every decision like my voice doesn't matter and condescension." I said in tears.No one has the right to chastise me, least of all Ian, with his arrogance and his facade of righteousness when everything seems to be slipping out of his hands."Ain't no way in a million years will I allow this chance to pass me me by." I said determined. "You can call me all sorts of names and it wouldn't matter as long as I get what I want."I looked at my stunning body in the morning, at forty one, I still had it. My round and firm breasts compliment
IAN'S POV.From my room, I watched Mary and my grandmother get out of the car.“They must’ve been at Alex’s,” I muttered, stepping away from the window.For two days, I had been turning over ideas in my head, trying to figure out how to get something on Mary. Something I could use. Nothing solid came to mind, so I finally decided: tap her phone. If she was hiding anything, it had to be in there.I waited until late that night. When I heard the shower running from her room, I knew this was my chance. Quietly, I slipped into her bedroom and spotted her phone on the bedstand. Perfect.Moving quickly, I attached the tapping device and started the process. My hands worked fast and it began to load. The percentage climbed steadily. 70%. 80%. 95%. Almost there.Then her phone rang, disrupting what could have a perfect job.I froze, glancing at the screen. It was Dominic. "Don't tell me it's the same Dominic?" I muttered to myself, "what have they've been talking about?" By now, the loading i