We didn’t end on a good note either. I sit up, go to my suitcase take out some clothing, and take a quick shower before getting dressed and making my way to the children’s room. I sit on the floor between the two beds, leaning my head against Zion’s bed as I watch Sia, her breathing is more labour
ZAIA. “I wouldn’t have expected this from you, Zaia,” Aran says as he sits behind his office desk in the Pack Building. His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are harsh as he sits there, watching me. “I do apologise, but you have been refusing to answer my calls or to meet me and there is a lot we need
Aran frowns, and there’s a glimmer of surprise in his eyes. So, he didn’t know about Gerard. He needs to know everything. I realise that if I need to get through to someone as stubborn as Aran King, then I need to be firm and clear. Feeling a little more certain, I continue, quickly telling him h
ZAIA. It’s the following day. After what I learned from Aran, I was unable to face Sebastian yesterday. I didn’t want to talk to him, and after everything, I needed a moment to gather my strength. I didn’t want to go before him and break down. So, instead, I put everything into preparing for his
Tomorrow evening… I also need to meet Olivan tomorrow night… It should be okay. “Thank you,” I say simply. I give Jai a thumbs up and he gives me a nod and a double thumbs up. Mouthing ‘well done.’ I hurry down from the dais wanting to get him out of prison immediately. Reaching the doors to the
“Oh, I missed your cooking, Zaia! That is I presume you will be cooking!” “Yes, I will be,” I say, smiling softly. She was always a good mother-in-law. I can’t wait to cook for Bastien. “Alright, tell your driver to wait in the car around the bed on the left. I will come to the car, but first I
ZAIA. I look in the mirror, feeling all jittery and nervous. Two and a half hours have passed, and I am all ready. I managed to have the food ready, showered myself, dressed the children, set up the welcome home banner and balloon and finally got dressed myself. I like how I look. I think so will
“I’m so sorry I’m late, the gifts were all taken to be checked before I was allowed in and there were so many…” she says, wringing her hand at the bags that she’s just placed on the floor. “Mom, what are you doing here?” Sebastian asks, frowning slightly. “I was invited by my daughter-in-law, it’s
I kiss her neck, nibbling teasingly on her skin, perfect… smooth… slender… She whimpers, her entire body reacting to my touch as she turns to face me. Our eyes meet, and she blushes as she grips my biceps before running her fingers down them, and then she’s fiddling with the buttons on my shirt, her
SEBASTIANOne moment I’m kissing her, the next I’m on my feet, pulling her with me as I cup her face and deepen that kiss. She tastes… like perfection.I groan, feeling my cock harden in my pants.Fuck, she’s doing things to me that no one else ever could.“Shall we get out of here?” I whisper. Her
ZAIAHe dropped me off last night promising to call me, but the day has come and gone and nothing. Maybe he realised I wasn’t suited for him.“Zaia, what is wrong with you, dear?” Mom scolds me.I look up from where I realise I’ve overpoured the juice in my glass. “Oh, I’m so sorry!” I exclaim as I
ZAIAThe weather is awful tonight, but there’s no one to pick me up. I tried to call Mom, but I couldn’t get through to her. The traffic is so bad I wasn’t able to get a taxi in this rain either, so I decided to return home on foot. I was at least able to message Mom to let her know I’m on my way ba
The rain begins pouring down as Annalise continues to drink the bottle she’s brought along. She’s pretty drunk, her words are slurring as she chatters on about something I have no interest in.The traffic is a nightmare, endless streams of red taillights stretching far ahead. I grit my teeth, wishin
Hey everyone! Just dropping by for a New Years Treat!~ The Start of Sebastian and Zaia’s Love Story ~~ SEBASTIAN ~Another lavish party, just another excuse to spend the evening surrounded by wealthy young men and women draped in slinky, expensive dresses that cling to their curves. Pleasing to t
To my dear readers,Thank you so much for accompanying me on yet another journey. Some of you have been reading my books since 2021 and others have jumped on through the years. I appreciate each and every one of you.This four-part series has been a rollercoaster ride and I enjoyed writing it, today
To my dear readers,Thank you so much for accompanying me on yet another journey. Some of you have been reading my books since 2021 and others have jumped on through the years. I appreciate each and every one of you.This four-part series has been a rollercoaster ride and I enjoyed writing it, today
“What’s wrong?” I ask sharply, closing the door behind me, surprised when Zaia lifts the trail of my dress so it doesn’t touch the bathroom floor. Neither of us exchanges a word as we look at Valerie, who is battling with herself. “Oh, I don’t know. Never mind. Let’s get back to our men.” She trie