Lowering her gaze, she saw that she was in a compromising pose. Their bodies were tightly pressed against each other. Beneath her silk skirt, her legs were hanging by his sides. Mason’s deep-colored long pants cast a stark contrast against her fair skin. It was an erotic sight.Her eyelids fluttered. “I’m not in the mood.” Then, she begged him a little, “How about another day?”Leaning back on the seat lazily, he looked at her intently. She leaned backward a little as he touched her face and asked, “Are you scared?”Before she could answer, he held the back of her neck and pushed her toward him. She thought he was going for a kiss, so she parted her lips and decided to let him do it.Little did she know he’d exert more pressure on his hand. She was perplexed and raised her eyes to look at him. His eyes were so deep and there was a hint of dominance in his eyes. Truth be told, he looked sexy when he was like this. She believed that if he asked for it, a lot of ladies would do anyt
Both of them were quiet when they were done having sex. Perhaps it was because they were no longer married or because it had been a long time since they last did it. Either way, they didn’t feel at ease with each other.Putting on her clothes, she said softly, “I feel a little sticky. I need to take a shower.” That made things a little more awkward.Mason was so eager earlier that he forgot to wear a condom. Of course, it felt good, but it also meant she was going to need a longer time to clean it up. Coughing lightly, he said, “I’ll wait for you outside.” Then, he went out. The cleaner will clean up the bed and the place. He was a man, so he didn’t care about that. However, she couldn’t bear to leave it like that. She changed a new bedsheet and stuffed the previous one into a bag, labeling it so Ava would send it to the laundromat. After that, she hopped in the shower.The warm water cascading on her slender figure reminded her of the sex earlier. He was much gentler than he
Ella was still lying motionless on her bed when dawn came.Burying her face into Ella’s hands, Zoe murmured, “Wake up, Ella! No one’s going to be mean to you ever again. You can live a good life. There’s no need to worry about people finding out about your past and looking down on you! You can even have your own babies if you want.“Wake up, please? I beg you! Wake up and show me that my sacrifices are worth it!”Waiting endlessly without knowing if things would get better was a soul-crushing experience.It was morning when the doctor officially said the situation was looking bleak. If Ella didn’t wake up in the next four hours, then she might be in a persistent vegetative state and never wake up from it.She might never wake up…The thought of it was too much. Zoe felt immense pain in her heart and she was having trouble breathing. Dashing to the restroom, she held the sink as she dry-heaved, spitting bile. Then, she slumped onto the restroom floor.Curling up, she covered her
Zoe knew what was on her friend’s mind. Looking at Ella, she said with a tearful smile, “Why wouldn’t this be worth it? I’d do anything for you. So, make sure you recover well and fast!”That brought tears to Ella’s eyes. Zoe hugged her tightly and murmured, “You have no idea the days I’ve had. I thought I'd go mad!”Ella was feeling extremely weak, but she summoned every ounce of strength left in her and hugged Zoe back.…Ella had some food before the doctor examined her.Zoe decided to give her some space. Exiting Ella’s ward, she walked to the end of the long hallway and paused to look out the window at the bright, sunny day outside. Then, she let out a sigh of relief at last.Ella woke up. She didn’t beat herself up. Instead, she was brave enough to carry on with her life. However, she couldn’t help but feel a lump in her throat when she thought about the unborn baby. It was a hard pill to swallow. Ella might be able to get pregnant again somehow, but it’d never be the s
Leslie felt as if someone stabbed him in the heart.He kept holding her and tried to stop her from speaking or leaving him.He’d take any moment he could with her.…Ella roared, “I don’t need your stupid hotel.” She tore up the ownership transfer agreement. “Get the hell out!”Then, she said, “I don’t love you and you’re not even worth my hatred!”Leslie looked like a lost soul when he came out of her ward. His shirt was bloodied. It was a frightening sight.Nellie was standing right outside. She saw him coming out and sneered, “Missing the bitch again, aren’t you? You’re the one who made her who she is today, Leslie. If you hadn’t been so obsessed with her…”He slapped her across the face. Then, he choked her and pinned her to the wall. Nellie couldn’t breathe. Her face started turning purple and her arms thrashed about, trying to pull his arm off her neck. However, that didn’t stop her from speaking foolishly.“How is she better than me? I'm a Lynch, and she's nothing mor
He was swamped with work, but he still took her on a luxury trip for a week. It was something of a honeymoon!Once they went back to Brookesville, Mason dived into his multi-billion dollar project and started working late. He’d even have meetings for entire nights and not even come back home.It was the weekend now, and Mason managed to come home from work on time. The black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled into the manor. Caught in the evening light, it glinted and looked resplendent.Layla opened the car door for him and told him what they were going to have for dinner. He got out of the car, looking a little worn out, and asked her casually, “Is Zoe home?”She smiled and said, “She’s been home all day! She's busy upstairs the whole morning!”He chuckled in response.Mason looked very handsome when he was happy. Even Layla couldn’t resist looking at him. More to the point, he may have been very busy for the past few days, but still, he was very happy. It was probably because Zoe wa
Zoe turned her head to the side, “Aren’t you going to hop in the shower?”Lowering his head, he kissed her for a spell before getting out of bed and into the shower. His smile faded when he opened the bathroom door. The fact was, it was easiest to tell if a lady loved her husband when they had sex.Zoe might’ve felt a lot of pleasure, but she wouldn’t let herself enjoy the sex. She was suppressing herself. She’d rather clutch the bedsheets, instead of moaning out loud when things got heated. In the past, she’d wrap her arm around his neck and moaned his name.A few minutes later, he was done with the shower and came out of the bathroom. Zoe had already gotten up. She wore a silk nightgown and her long black hair cascaded down her back, giving her a vibe that was both innocent and seductive.Standing by the window, she stared off into space. Steam covered the window and she was drawing on it absentmindedly with her lean fingers. It wasn’t anything recognizable, but he could just
It was the middle of the night when he returned to his bedroom. Slipping off his shirt, he lay down behind her and leaned to her neck. He didn’t say anything. He just fooled around with her body, intent on waking her up. After a brief moment, Zoe’s breathing became rapid. He knew she was awake. Pressing his lips against her ear, he said softly, “Tell me you still love me!”Her eyes snapped open, but she couldn’t fulfill his request. She could be his wife, attend social events with him, and sleep with him. She could also take care of his daily needs, but she couldn’t go against her will and say that she loved him.Didn’t they merely strike a deal?Why did it matter if she loved him?Her long period of silence sank his heart. Then, he rolled her over and pinned her on the bed. Underneath the glow from the moonlight, he stared at her quietly, his eyes growing ever darker.“What’s the matter, Mason?”They locked gazes for a long time. Her voice was a little husky when she spoke,