Laura “Mommy, can I tell you something?” She asked after a while. I lifted my head to look at her face. “Of course you can, my angel,” I said, and my brow automatically furrowed. “Is something wrong going on?” It was my concern as a mother speaking louder. She giggled. "No, no. It's okay, relax
Laura There was something magical about talking about intimate and personal containment with a daughter, it was as if we had given birth to our best friend, a part of us that would never judge us for anything, and on top of that, we would find all our stories from the past so exciting and adventuro
Laura When I left my daughter's room, I returned to my room feeling a little sleepy and tired. I loved taking care of my babies, but this routine kind of became a bit demanding, not that I was complaining about anything. “Look whose back,” Jason said as soon as he saw me walking into the room. He
Laura Jason was still complaining about Anne saying that she didn't actually love her boyfriend because she didn't want to have this intimate moment with him, so I was a little confused by that. He and I were still in bed, talking about our kids, and the day had barely started, really. “Do you rea
Anne I was in front of the mirror while sitting at my makeup table while, all concentrated, I tried to get my eyeliner over my eye, but my younger brother's annoying voice threw me off when he suddenly entered my closet, shouting and calling my attention. I ended up with a black streak of mascara o
Anne Since the boys were already mad at me, one of them no longer responded to the things I said when I tried to communicate with him, and the other was trying his best to make me feel stressed, tapping his foot behind my seat over and over again and making me feel uncomfortable, calling me a spoil
Anne “I want to break up with you, Caleb.” When those words finally left my mouth, I almost couldn't believe it. I had been wanting to say it for so long that I was actually thinking that now it was another one of the times I imagined myself saying that. But this time, it was really real. I could
Anne When I got back to the car and looked in the rearview mirror as I drove toward my school's entrance, I could see Caleb with his hand on his head and his shoulders slumped, looking sad about what had just happened. I sighed resignedly and decided to look ahead and get on with my life, it was th
Zoey POV I was having one of those days you wish you could erase from your memory, one of those you'd rather never have lived. It all started with the ugly fight I had with Chad, which ended with him taking Max to the police station. That night, Chad shouldn't have come back home, but he did, and h
Jason's POV I was sitting in this VIP café, a place that exuded sophistication and privacy, waiting for Gideon Bathory. His name evoked memories I would like to forget, but were indelibly marked in my history with Laura. In our years of trial—dark and tortuous years when we were divorced—Gideon was
Anne's POV The morning had a different significance today. When I came down for breakfast, my mother was already running late, which isn't exactly surprising but always a little shocking. Mom and Dad had gone to a party last night and came home late, which was also to be expected. My grandmothers
Albert's POV The night was falling heavily as I followed the road to the address Max had sent me, about the place where he would be waiting for me and needing my help. And surprisingly, the GPS led me to a police station in Queens, which made me frown since Max had an apartment in Manhattan. So, w
Albert POV The party had been over for a while, but the feeling of it still lingered in the air. I poured myself a generous whiskey; I needed a moment after all that chaos, even if it was good chaos. The Williams mansion was silent now; only the sound of the liquid hitting the glass filled the room
Max POV “Oh my God… I had never had sex with a man with a pussy before! And it was incredible…!” Zoey Lee was sighing with a silly smile, staring at the ceiling of the room after having had a sublime cumshot, a cumshot that, modesty aside, he had provided for her. “That’s right, darling. My lovers
Laura POV “So are you going to help Gideon or not?” I asked him while we were still lying in our bed, looking at each other. Jason sighed as he threw his head back on the pillow and stared at the ceiling of our room. “I don’t know, to tell you the truth,” he replied. “May Lindsay forgive me, but I
Laura POV “Do you want to talk about what happened at the party earlier?” Jason asked me as the driver took us back home. I gave a resigned sigh and rubbed the numb area behind my neck. “No need to talk about it, honey. I'm tired, all I want now is my bed,” I told him. That party had really been l
Max POV“You were the one behind those two's divorce, Ms. Williams-Davies,” I told her. “For Lindsay, you are the other woman. And you still think you have the right to say that wanting to bring them together is not your business?”Laura was blinking, visibly impacted by my words. It was obvious tha