Hunching over her, Christian teased and caressed Shania's folds. Parting her pussy lips and playing with her clit until he felt her hips rising tentatively against his hand. “I want to be inside you,” he whispered, kissing the side of her neck. “I want to go deep into your body… I’ll be so gentle, baby…let me turn you over, and…damn, you’re so lovely…” He murmured in between kisses and pressed her on her back and settled between her widespread thighs, his whisper becoming frayed and unsteady. “Ace,” Shania's loud cry erupted in the room followed by a canopy of the wind flapping the curtains rhythmically. “Touch me, baby…” Christian demanded desperately as he sucked in a quick breath and her fingers curved gently around the hard length of his cock. “Damn it, baby,” he hissed as Shania stroked him hesitantly, his breath quickening so that the caress gave him pleasure. His eyes closed, the thick lashes trembling slightly against his cheeks, his lips parting from the force of his shar
Tears lingered in Shania's eyes as she stayed put and listened to all that her so-called mother had to say. Her chest tightened so much that she felt her heart painting with every vile word from her mother.“You should be ashamed…is this to get back at me…” Madeline said angrily that has had enough. She couldn't hold back tears any longer.“Sleeping with him…what will your little sisters think, huh!” Madeline shouted again before Shania could say anything. Again, a sharp pain pierced through Shania's heart.“Stop it now!” Shania yelled, shocking Madeline, whose expression darkened even more. “You don't know anything, what's wrong with you!” Shania yelled again, and this time her face was flooded with tears. The salty taste lingers at the tip of the tongue.“You said I'm loose…my actions were like that of a prostitute?” Shania scoffed while wiping tears with the back of her hands. She took a step back and let out a sarcastic laugh. “What do you know about me, Madeline? Your daughter…t
Christian took small steps into the small living room, which looked exactly like how his grandparents' living room used to look.“She loved swimming, but we forbade her,” the old granny said with a smile as her wrinkly hand ran over Shania's childhood photo she was hiding.“She's a lovely girl…we raised her when her father…passed away,” Shania's granny continued, and Christian stayed silent as he listened. He was interested in knowing Shania's childhood. Why did such a sweet girl decide to be a stripper?“How old was she?” Christian asked as he picked up another photo. He saw how the old woman's lips quivered upwards into a faint smile.“It was a sad day for her…the poor girl was alone in the house when her father had a heart attack,” the granny remarked, and Christian noticed how her eyes twitched a little. The sadness in her voice was visible in her eyes. Christian didn't know Shania's father died from a heart attack. “She was only three years old when her dad died…those two were
“You should go and get her,” Christian said hesitantly while playing with some carrots he found on the counter. Madeline threw him a side glance and continued making dinner. “Why should I…anyway it's past three months now…if she would rather not stay why force her,” Madeline said without even looking at Christian, which made him wonder exactly what happened between the mother and daughter. “She's your daughter…whatever it is …sort things out,” it was pointless talking to Madeline when she was as stubborn as Shania. He had tried for a week to convince Madeline to coax Shania to come back to the Kingston mansion. Unfortunately, she wasn't willing.“For now…you should focus on your wedding… Mr Smith is anxious…we would rather not let him down…again, “this time Madeline said while looking at Christian with furrowed brows. Of course, Christian rolled his eyes in annoyance and tossed the carrots away.“I would rather not get married…”“We discussed this…your father is going to endure loss
Shania's slender hand ran over her masks hanging inside the cupboard like a closet. It was just like the first time she started working as a stripper. She got her first mask, and danced in front of men. The love and cheers were nothing like she ever imagined. She knew what she did was considered dirty by others. Many women called her names, sex workers and many more. But she found comfort in her work. Without knowing, tears were falling non-stop. All the memories flooded back. The world was bad, she thought love was easy to find. But no. She was better off doing what made her happy. “Don't do this,” came a hoarse stern voice, Shania didn't have to guess when she knew Christian's voice too well. Wiping her face, she closed the cabinet as soon as she picked the mask she wanted and turned to her dressing table.“Leave now,” she said sternly, and sat down to fix her make-up. Christian shifted around until he was standing behind her. Shania could see his reflection. Christian scanned her
“Let…let go, Christian,” Shania murmured when the man pulled her into his lap. His hand snaked around her waist, trapping her completely. “Stop this…you're breaking my heart,” Christian whispered and cupped her face. Shania's eyelashes flickered a little, his words brought a warm fuzzy feeling in the pit of her stomach. His warmth and scent invaded her nostrils, causing her to feel calm.“What do you want from me… Chris…” Shania muttered when the man pressed her down. Their noses were touching and their mouths an inch from each other. The background music had changed, but Shania could feel all the eyes on her and Christian. “Come with me,” Christian said, getting her down and holding her hand tightly, he led her secretly away from the noisy club shouting her name. Without knowing, Emily had followed them.“Chris…” Shania gasped when Christian threw her on the bed before he started stripping off his clothes.“This…ends here,” he said breathlessly and tossed his coat on the floor. His
Shania shifted a little until she was half lying on the bed while her head rested on Christian's chest. She didn't have to put two and two to know she got trapped again. “Good morning,” she heard Christian's sleepy voice. Her eyes opened, but she didn't dare answer. The man was busy playing with her hair. “Can we talk,” he mumbled lazily and glanced down? He needed to have a word with Shania. Why was she avoiding him for the past week? “There's nothing to talk about,” Shania finally said, Christian detected anger in her voice. Which meant something was bothering her. “We are a couple… I'm sure by now that's damn clear…talk to me,” Christian said, adjusting himself upright until he was leaning his back against the headboard. “As much as I want us to be like this. I want the whole world to know…you are my woman,” he muttered and carefully gripped Shania's chin and tilted her head up. “Face it Christian…this relationship won't go anywhere…it's just a little fantasy" Shania finally
“How can you say that…the wedding is in a week!” A yell came from Christian's father. The room was in the utter silence that even Emily kept her head lowered. “I'm not interested…and I'm old enough to make my own decisions,” Christian said seriously. He decided to spend his life with Shania, no one would separate him from the woman he loved.“What's this, huh…the decision was made months ago…think about our family reputation,” Madeline chimed in, not believing what she was hearing. They had a family reputation to protect. The Smith family were cruel when it came to their daughter. Ashley was a top model. Everything she did affected her career and brand. Her marriage to Christian was postponed once. People were talking badly about her.“Do you think this is a joke…”“A joke is forcing me to marry a girl I don't want… I'm in love with someone else,” Christian said without any regrets, shocking everyone in the room. Emily only smirked and played with her nails, while Evan scoffed disdai