“Too soon? You both have known each other since forever and you’ve both been in love for close to a decade. Nothing you do would too soon.” Chloe~ Karen’s POV “I could have saved her, but I didn’t. I was too furious, too outraged and hurt that I let her die, and I didn’t feel guilty.” I ask, seeing there is a lot of regret in his eyes and in his voice. “Then what changed that?” “They found her that day and when the police came to question me, I told them I didn’t know a thing about her plans to leave me, which was right because I didn’t and that I was in the office throughout that day. My car in the office garage proved my case, and I made sure Francis helped take me out of any implicating matter with being there at the scene of her death. I further ran a secret investigation to find out who Jean was working for, but I never could find him.” He sighs heavily. “instead, I learnt Jean was two months pregnant at the time of her death a week later.” “Oh my god,” I run my hand over my
“I didn’t lose everything, not the most important one.” William~ “Have you made the call?” I ask, turning to glance up at him through my lashes, though he’s still hugging me from behind. After a while of utter silence, “To?” he trails off because he must have obviously forgotten our earlier discussion and agreement. “To the church,” I groan and pull away, and this time he let me out of his grip. He raises his hands up in guilt, “In my defence, I was busy,” he defends himself. “It’s a call that would not take over three minutes.” “Don’t you think you should be the one to do it?” he asks. “I mean I haven’t been to church in eleven years.” He adds. “I already did, and that’s no excuse. William, I didn’t ask you to go to church. I just want our wedding in the church. After that you can choose never to go there.” He doesn’t look interested or convinced and I can’t help wondering “What’s your reason?” I cross my arms over my chest. The church has always been my dream place of having
"You with me is what makes it special and, to be honest, I could stay in a mud house and still feel happy because it’s with you." Karen~ It still a surprise that I woke up late for the most expected day of my life. It isn’t my fault though ‘cause the preparation ended late last night and though it wasn’t a compulsion to help out, I wanted to be involved in the little I could and a little can be a lot sometimes. After that, I went to compose my vow, and I finished at specifically eleven fifty-eight p.m. The wedding has scheduled to start at ten a.m. and the time is nine forty-five a.m. and I’m yet to have my make-up on, much less my wedding gown. “Oh, God, I’m going to go late! I’m the worse bride ever.” I cried bitterly in front of my dressing mirror as Mike, the make-up artist, work on the rollers on my hair. There is a matter-of-fact tone in Taylor’s voice as she answers, “No, you’re not.” Ever since the engagement party, Taylor and Varisha have been coming in from time to time
"What I’m saying is, some feel little or any pain in their first time and that depends on the size of their partner" William~ In the back seat, I sit quietly, my head resting against the window of the moving car and I watch as the streetlight swiftly passes with the speed of the car. For sometimes I’ve been this way, just thinking of the night and days ahead. I am married now and as overwhelming as it might be; I belong to someone now, just as someone belongs to me. And I am no longer Karen Butler; but Karen B. McQueen. I’m happy and excited to begin this new life, this new chapter with William, but I fear us being far from the end. I know the McQueens have a lot of enemies and now marrying William makes me a target, but I’m not scared of them. It’s funny, but I’m more terrified of the hurt William might cause me while trying to protect me. While we were yet unmarried, it was his responsibility to protect me and now that we’re married; I wonder if he would let me protect him as wel
“Well, I intend to make you scream as well.” William~ “I want you so much, my love,” comes Williams wrecked grunt and my eyes open to see him positioned between my legs. His hard cock that looks like it’s about to explode any moment from now in his hand and the same white sticky substance is around the head much this time and before I can stop myself, I reach between us and stroke him. Although my hand hardly cover all of him, I feel his body take a surprise jolt and he grunt wildly and having come down from the edge twice tonight, I can feel my third orgasms already building up, but I don’t want the third release happening without him coming along with me. He growls, making an inaudible noise as my other hand finds his balls and softly fondles them before pulling up to kiss his red and slightly swollen lips, tasting myself on his lips and I lick deeper into his mouth and as if I just flick a switch, he pushes me back down on the bed and pushes my hand from him. His hands go betwe
"We’ll have to argue that one too and FYI I’m going to win." Karen ~ We arrived at São Vicente Brazil late at eight fifteen p.m. and it’s expected because we began our eight hour plus flight rather late in the day and most of the time I spent sleeping and resting my head on William’s shoulder. I’m still excited because I’d read a little about this place online and I can’t wait to relive the experience. “Muito Obrigado (thank you so much),” William says as he pays and collects the bag from the male staff who helped us carry them from the airport’s security checkpoint. “I didn’t know you speak Portuguese.” Amazement drips in my voice as I turn to him. He sets our bags down in the car and walks over to me. “That’s because I’ve had no reason to speak the language before. Besides, I’m not as good as I used to be.” My brow arches. “Why is that?” “I had other responsibilities, so I could neither take the class nor come here,” he says, opening the car for me. I enter and he closes the
"Well, that says, go home with your husband and let him blow your mind away." William~ I’m a lot sober the next morning and though I’ve got a slight headache from last night trouble and most of my memories are blur so, I can’t remember in details the things that happened before I fell asleep, I still get up and get ready in time for church. William decided not to wake up and wouldn’t get up and so the last hour and a half I’ve spent getting ready, he’s spent sleeping. I applied a light blush on my face before applying the red lipstick on my lips. Then I get up to look at myself in the mirror. I accompanied the black short lace gown, almost reaching my knee with 4-inch red heels. And I make sure I keep a modest look with my hair tied into a ponytail before grabbing my purse. I hear a light moan coming from the side of the room and I turn to see William sitting up in bed and sleepily looking at me. His brows draw together interestingly as he keeps his gaze on me. I step away from m
"And today being so naughty and turning me on the way you did, you make me want you even more." William~ That was not the last we had our weird our fun outside. William can seduce and take me just about anywhere. After multiple times of being dominated in the cafe, cinema, female’s bathroom and the back seat of our car, etc. I took my revenge on William. He’d taken me to board meeting in Brasilia the nation’s capital where the McQueens have a branch and yes I told him we were on our honeymoon and so meeting were off the charts, but he kissed me into silence and told me he’d make it up to me. “Fine,” I said, “take me with you.” We arrived, and the guard shows us into the magnificent building and once inside William introduces me to both the board members and the staffs as his wife and I receive a warm welcome from everyone before William leads me to his office. “The meeting will start in six minutes,” William tells me, and I smirk at him. “We have little time then,” I said, and b
Hey, lovely readers, this is a Christmas special chapter, hope you enjoy. A Merry Christmas from me to you . “I love the Christmas-tide, and yet, I notice this, each year I live; I always like the gifts I get, but how I love the gifts I give!” ~Carolyn wells “One second,” I yell before getting up from the bed and going to the door after hearing a knock on it. I open the door, still rubbing my sleepy eyes, and when my eyes finally clear out, I see William standing at the door. He held his black suit over his shoulder with one hand and holding onto his suitcase with another. He looks a bit tired and worn, and I can’t blame him. Three days ago he received a call to be in the UK after the attack on the McQueens company that left many injured took place. Even though our tradition in this family during the holiday was to stay together, he had to leave. He promised to do everything he can on order to return to me in one piece and before
“Why would I ever mock you? God made you so unique that you’re hot when you’re not pregnant and hotter when you are.” William~ “Welcome, Darling how was work?” I ask as I feel William pass by the kitchen and I’m certain he’s heading for the bedroom. He halts, takes a few steps back, and looks through the door at me. “What are you doing?” He demands slowly, stepping into the kitchen. I turn to look at him, who’s standing before me, looking a little worn and tired from the day’s stress, holding his suit over his shoulder. “Cooking. Again I’ll ask, how was work?” A frown appears on his face and doesn’t leave. “Cooking? Have you seen yourself lately?” “Yes I have,” I nod and sigh heavily “I’m heavily pregnant and for the third time, how was work?” “You are pregnant and the last thing we both need is you stressing yourself out. Where are the maids and cooks?” He whines and complains like I just did a bad thing. I place my hand on my waist and glare at him. “You’re just going to keep
“I know what you had to go through, William, not knowing what was happening or what you did wrong, but trying to fix and make it right.” Karen~ A few weeks later, a few things were back to normal... Or at least that was how it seemed to everyone watching us from afar, but to William and I, we knew it wasn’t. After the night when it all went to hell, William suggested I take up therapy to help handle the trauma my body might develop because of the ordeal with Noel, but I didn’t see it as important and just shrugged it off. Since then we tried out sexual activity in the bedroom, but I couldn’t let him touch me because I feared being naked before him. William wanted to know if it was something he did and I told him it wasn’t, but I couldn’t tell him I was seeing Noel’s face whenever he touched me intimately or affectionately. I loved him so much and I needed him to satisfy me sexually and be there emotionally, but it is hard to do that when the face you see is the face of the man tha
“I can’t lose you even if you’re too strong-headed to get that.” Karen~ “Her name is Mia Fernan-.” “Wrong answer,” he answers before pulling the trigger. “Mia!” I scream out as I push her out of the way, causing the bullet to slide painfully past my cheek. Its force is hot and powerful against my face that it sends me back a few steps. “Karen!” William gasps out as he immediately drops the gun and rushes towards me. I raise my hands in protest, stopping him in his tracks as I regain my composure. “Don’t come close to me, William!” “You have a cut on your cheeks!” His voice is shocked and trembling. My hand touch my cheek and it instantly gets stained in what I’m certain is blood. My teeth grit and I glare at him, “and whose fault is it?” “I’m sorry. I was never aiming for you. She’s the one I was aiming at.” He pulls another gun from behind him and again he points it at Mia and so I step in front of Mia. “You want to shoot her? You would have to go through me, William.” His
“My wife said something that has been hunting me for a while and it was that I could decide how I wanted to be remembered in life. As a coward or as a brave man.” William ~ I get up from the bed and put on my jean trousers and the only shirt I can find around, which is William’s, and with the paper still in my hand I storm out of the room. I walk to the living room, where there are about four guards positioned at different corners. How the fuck does he get to decide such a terrible fate by himself? What makes him so sure there isn’t another way? I swear I will kick him harder on his junk if I ever see him again. “Where is William?” I ask one man in a black suit as I approach him. “William said to not disclose his whereabouts to anybody Mrs McQueen.” I grit my teeth and my cheeks heat in fury, “I am not anybody you dick, I’m his wife!” I hold myself from hitting him like the stupid fuck deserves and I step away from him. I draw a deep, angry breath and head for my room when I see
“Says the man that once told me he’d never let me go.” Karen~ I pick up the keys Simon drops on the table and follow Simon out of the room. He’s walking really fast and I double up my pace to keep up with him. “You want me to go to him?” I finally asked, glancing up at him. He shakes his head a little. “No, you’re no longer a kid. I know that and William does, too. He just ignores that most times. But since you want to go to him so I’m helping you do that. Just don’t make me regret it.” I grab him by his arm before hugging him tightly. “Thank you.” We walk to the door and Simon and I step out, but the two guards at each side of the door walk towards us. “What are you doing Simon?” Demands one guard as they both approach us. “We are going to William and you can try to stop us.” “She isn’t going anywhere!” the other one says. “Come, take her then.” Simon nuzzles me aside and the next moment, I see them throwing fists and punches at each other. Of course, two against one is unf
“I can’t have your blood on my hands. I can’t lose you, and I won’t!” William~ My eyes open in a room with three people in lab coats and mask over their nose and a rubber cap over their head. They are all standing around me and they seem to do something to me. With all my might, I force my hand up to grab the wrist of the one standing beside me. He turns and looks down at me and my mouth opens to speak. “You’re in the hospital, ma you’re saf—” “Don’t tell him,” I cut her off, “please, the baby.” “You need to relax and let us help you, ma.” Is the reply of the lady in green with a white face mask. “Don’t tell him,” I keep on murmuring until everything fades off. When my eyes open again, I’m alone in the room... My eyes drop to my side and I see William there, his head is resting against the handle of the bed and his face shows great signs of fatigue and under his eyes are bags signalling lack of sleep. I notice he’s still in the same clothes as he was when I came back from Oxfor
“You’ve just been there. Through my worst and darkest hour and I guess I wanted that, I wanted you.” Japhia ~ The next three months were the slowest I’ve ever had. William stayed another week after the new year before going home. It was a decision we both hated because we wanted to be with each other, but; we didn’t want to be completely selfish. It was time for work, school and a lot of other things and more than anything, it was time to go apart for a while. A while almost became forever. Many mornings I’d wake up craving William beside me and at night needing his voice to put me to sleep. The need grew as the days turned into weeks, and soon I became lovesick, according to Japhia. “I miss you and it’s literally making me sick,” I whine as I walked inside and then on the light. I hear him chuckle over the phone and my face heat. “You’re saying I made you sick?” “I won’t say you didn’t,” I pout as I pull off my jacket, then I realise this trick won’t work on him ‘cause he can’t
“Do you know how I feel? You act like you own nothing, but you’re wrong, Karen, cause you own me.” William~ My heart doubles in beat and I turn around to see William standing in the kitchen with black jean, a white inn and a brown leather jacket. There’s a bit of snow on his blonde hair, which is now shorter than I remember, but his stubble beard remains.Nothing compares to having William here now and to be honest, I’m lost for words to say as those grey eyes pierce into mine.“Hey,” he begins, as if knowing my predicament. “Hey, how did you get in?”There’s a smile at the corner of his lips, “I’ve still got Hope’s key with me.”I press my lip together, “I thought you had a lot of work to do before closing for the year.” He steps towards me. “I did, I do and I’ll do them. But did you think I’ll let my wife spend her favourite holiday alone?” “No,” I reply, “So you were here when I called?” He nods and my lips slowly press together and my eyes wander around.“You’re not happy to s