“Have you finished studying yet? “ Charlie's voice appeared at the same time that her thin arms wrapped around his waist, making him stop stirring the garlic and onion that were frying in the pan.“Yes, it's been a long time now. “ he smiled at her over his shoulder, pausing the video that was open on the tablet “ I'm just trying to test a recipe with the technique we learned today, for our dinner.“That sounds good…” she purred slyly, rubbing herself against his back and Morgan knew immediately that she was hungry for many things, but food was the last of them. “Can I help you with anything? Or is it that kind of technique where we risk the kitchen exploding if I get close? Charlie asked fearfully, making him chuckle.“Don't blame yourself so much. It was just one time and it wasn't exactly a blast. “ he looked up at the ceiling, where the marks of the food that had flown and stuck there could still be seen “It was more like a rocket taking off, if you ask my opinion…” he laughed whe
And, after the prosecutors went through Samantha's hidden things, and consequently also Anthony's, and discovered that his plan to one day order the murder of his own royal daughter, Morgan more than agreed that that bastard didn't deserve her calling him father again." It's fair. “ he shrugged, as he put her carrefully on the bed “But, tell me, my dear wife...” he started taking off his pants in front of her, making her rub her thighs together “Where's your surprise?" Right here! “ she crawled quickly to the bedside table, making him growl at the sight of the red stone standing out against her pale skin “I bought it at a sex shop. It's called xylocaine or something like that...” She rolled a cardboard, ointment-like box between her hands, speaking as casually as if she'd just bought a pack of candy. “There's a lot of interesting stuff in there. We have to go together one day. The attendant told me it's an anesthetic that will help the… Well, you know…” she bit her bottom lip once m
" Are you well?At the sound of her husband's voice, Charlie looked away from the fountain in front of her, trying to control the conflicting emotions that battled in her chest. Walking closer to him, she let herself be wrapped in his arms, feeling instantly calmer as she counted." I am yes. It's just that... " looking again at the fountain that held so many memories, Charlie sighed " I suffered so much in this place... But now it will be destroyed and I will be able to turn this page of my life completely... Yeah. .. " she struggled to put into words what she was feeling, but she couldn't " I don't know... I think it's a lot to process...“I understand, dear. Don't worry. “ he hugged her by the shoulders, watching the fountain with her “ We have the whole afternoon to do the last inspection and get the keys. Like you said there's nothing you want to take from here, so there's no rush.“Anthony would be a beast, wouldn't he? “She muttered to herself, though she knew he would too.” He
“I think it's a great idea…” he smiled wickedly, looking as excited about that theater as she was “I'm going to need privacy so I can take care of you the way I want…“And how are you going to do that? “ she laid her head against his chest, when they finally entered her old room, now almost without furniture, and Morgan placed her on the thin white sheet that covered the mattress “ Because, honestly, I don't think bandages are going to help me ... Maybe something else is needed... " She lifted her leg towards him, pretending to show her ankle as she placed her foot in his crotch, gently stroking the already hard shape of his cock under his jeans.“Oh, I know exactly how to make you feel better darling, don't worry…” he purred lustily as he knelt beside the small single bed “But first I think we need to get you out of these soaking wet clothes…” he played with her bra straps, moving them away from her shoulders “From being uncomfortable…“Good idea…” she helped him, undoing the clasp o
" That's great, Vivian..." Morgan heard his wife say on the phone, while finishing decorating the pie she had just taken out of the fridge " Don't be silly, of course I trust you to take care of this alone. I need to rest after this meeting with the dog toy company that wants to partner with us…” she sighed heavily and he worried at how exhausted she sounded “No, I'm fine… It's just… Um, forget it, it must be the flu or something. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay? I know, I know… We're going to celebrate my birthday at the shelter too, I haven't forgotten…” Charlie chuckled, although she still looked strangely tense “See you later, Vivian…“So…” he said, smiling when she appeared in the kitchen from the living room “Did the meeting go well?“Uh… Yes…” she nodded, her eyes focused on the floor “All as expected…Putting the pastry bag aside, Morgan took a moment to study his wife, trying to understand what was wrong. Everything had been absolutely normal and wonderful until, the night be
"Well...that depends..." he commented, shrugging." Like this? She raised an eyebrow, confused.“ It depends on whether you like it or not. “Morgan smiled, stroking her cheek." What? “ Charlie gasped, shocked “You mean...?“ Over the past few months, I've thought a lot about what you've told me about your dream of raising your own pets, beyond the shelter animals. But it would be a bit difficult to do that in an apartment. “ he said, making her eyes widen even more “ So I decided it would be a good idea to look for a new home for us: a spacious house where you can welcome as many animals as you want and make our family even bigger. “ Morgan approached her, biting her cheek to stop herself from laughing at her stunned expression. “And this was the house that I thought most fit what you had described to me. So what do you think? Should we look a little further or could this place become our new home? I particularly think Matilda would love to be able to run around without having so man
All the books and scientific articles Morgan had read about babies during Charlie's pregnancy said that in order for her son to sleep well, it was important to create a calm and quiet environment at nap time. However, his wife wasn't very good at it.“You spend the whole day soiling your diaper and throwing up…” he heard her play inside the suite's bathroom, with the sounds of wet kisses filling the room “How can you smell so good?Hearing her daughter's contented cackle, Morgan couldn't help but smile, even though she knew all that fussing would make it take Poppy much longer to fall asleep. But, well, she was Charlie's daughter, so obviously she wasn't a simple bottle, a dark room and a little white noise that would magically dampen the infinite energy she had inside her.Hearing his son give a long yawn, Morgan turned his attention to Patrick who, after a relaxing bath and having changed into his pajamas, was clearly ready for bed, very different from his twin sister. Feeling his h
Morgan didn't know why he was there. Or rather, the truth was, he shouldn't be there. And that in every sense.There was a lot of work to be done and a lot of paperwork to be signed in his office, like every other day of the year... But still, perhaps for the first time in his life, he had found it difficult to concentrate. That's because the image of Charlotte Manson jumping into a fountain across from him the day before wouldn't leave his mind. The more rational side of him tried to argue that it was just because she was a poor young girl with clearly terrible parents that she couldn't stand up for herself and needed help. Therefore, as soon as he finished work, he could visit her in the most proper way possible, like any normal person would. But not.Instead, he had left the office early for the first time in years "maybe, again, for the first time in his life", just so he could see Charlie again and get rid of that nagging feeling that had been plaguing his chest all morning. Whic