More than the excitement, curiosity took over me regarding what he wanted to talk to me about because of what I had been thinking in my mind, I was expecting him to talk to me about what had been going on in his mind. The minute I sat down on the chair that was placed on the side of the couch that Charles was sitting on, the servant served me my favorite beer after Charles looked at him in a manner asking him to do that.
After I took a sip of the beer, I looked at Charles who was anyway looking at me, and I asked, “Tell me, what do you need to talk to me about?” And to show him that I was eager to know whatever it was that he wanted to tell me about, I added, “I am all ears.”
It took him a lot of time from then on to start talking to me about the matter. The long pause was scary because the talk could be about anything and not necessarily about what I wanted it to be about. Deep in my heart I was hoping that it should
He smiled and looked away when I asked him that, which piqued my interest in wanting to get to the crux of the whole thing. It seemed to me as if Mr. Lozano was deeply in love with the way he was blushing when I asked him about the girl. The thing wasn’t supposedly anything serious, but just a matter of love, from the way it looked like.I hadn’t thought of Charles falling in love. The way we talked at the beginning showed his interest in me, but then it declined after I moved in with him. At least it felt like that to me, but it didn’t matter to me because I knew the difference between us very well, and I had accepted that he was never going to ask me out. Despite getting various chances, he didn’t care about taking our bond to a new level, and that was enough for me to control my wishes.A girl in Charles’s life felt like a big deal to me, and because I was his friend, I wanted to know more about the girl to m
Charles and I had a moment between us when we were only staring at each other. It might have lasted a little longer because we were both drunk and didn’t realize when to stop. But whatever it may have looked like, to me, it was a moment that I would cherish all my life.Some kind of a different vibe that I had never felt with anyone else before which left me wanting more of him in our friendship and gave me a feeling of inner peace instead of giving me butterflies in my stomach was very confusing. Had he also felt the same way, then we would have taken our bond to a new level.But I had no idea of how he felt for me. Did he take me as a friend or was he interested in me in the same manner that I was into him was the question constantly running in my mind since the day that I moved in with him. My fantasies can definitely not interfere and disturb my real life, so I kept my distance from him as I understood that he deserved a much bette
Looking at Charles with the hope that he would either support me in what I had planned to do or he would come with an even better way out of this weird situation that we were going to land in if I continued to stay here now that he was in love with someone else.In my mind I had this thing going on that how could a player like him fall in love. He had at least been a lover boy, and that was something which I had known from all the stories that the house manager, James, had told me. He wanted a new chick every day, and if he ever felt that he started to love a girl, then he would be with her for a week maximum before he realized it was all too much for him to put up with.It felt very special to me to be chosen by the richest guy in town to live with him and that too not to please him but in a completely platonic way. I had my doubts on why would someone let a stranger stay with them, but then if someone as settled as him asked me to live wit
Remembering the time when I had first opened the diary that had fallen on me in the little room on the other side of the floor where I used to live earlier when I had just moved in this house, seeing my husband's name on the very first page, did get me excited and it piqued my curiosity to read what was written inside even more. So, I didn't wait any longer to turn to the next page and start reading what was written in that little book.The first sentence on the second page was that everything that was mentioned in it was the kind of girl that he wanted to have as his life partner. It felt very personal to me, but this could be one way of getting close to Charles, I thought, and I got more eager to read what was written inside it because it could make me aware of the things which Charles expects from a woman to consider making her a life partner.And just as these four, five lines of rules were over, something which seemed to be the one wish
On coming to my room, I settled in the chair after locking the door as fast as I could. It was pretty obvious that my curiosity was ruling over me to know what pictures were there in the photo album which I got from there. It wasn’t going to be possible for me to go through all of the books, notebooks, diaries, and the albums that were kept in that storage, but I was going to see as much as I could from there without anyone getting to know it.Once I settled in, I took a long breath before I opened the album. From the inside, it looked relatively of the recent times. As I started seeing the pictures, I couldn’t believe any of the ones which I saw. I blinked a couple of times just to be sure if that was really him.The first few were of Mr. Lozano in bed with a new girl in every single picture. It was evident for Charles to have lived that kind of a lifestyle, but preserving all of his special moments in bed with so many different
Getting back to do what I was doing before takes me back to the time when Charles couldn’t find me in the house as I had planned to stay at a friend’s house after I heard him talking to someone on the phone. He was telling this other person who I presumed to be a girl because of the things he was saying while on the call.Anybody would make assumptions as I had done after hearing him talk to someone on the phone as if he was interested in having her. The best people would also have done the same if they heard a guy say on the phone, “My gosh! You are so beautiful,” “When will you have time for me?” “Come for dinner at my place tonight.”Not wanting to come between him and whoever he was talking to, I chose to stay at a friend’s place after college. Once the driver dropped me to college, I asked him to leave because I told him that I wouldn't be going back home with him as I was going to s
Charles hung up as soon as he asked me to send him my location and stated that he was coming to pick me up. He didn’t ask me anything about what my plan was and why I was at my friend’s place. I was confused as to what must have happened with him that he was venting it out on me. Until then, I had never seen him get so controlling.He had always been the kind of person who liked to make things go his way, but at least for issues pertaining to my life, he always gave me a say at the minimum. It was the first time that I saw him get dominant with me. And what was more surprising to me was that I was actually listening to him. Just when the call was disconnected, I didn’t only send him the address of where I was, but I sent him my live location instead.A little of domination was acceptable to me if I were in a relationship with him, but we were just friends back then, and it still didn’t feel weird to me. Maybe because
Charles’s words sent chills down my spine and my lower part cheered and did its job by hearing the two choices he had in his mind. Raised up in an orphanage, there were different kinds of people I was friends with. Some of which were very innocent, some of them were not at all innocent, and the rest of them came somewhere in between the two levels of extremity. Besides, I have had a sexy imagination ever since.So, it didn’t take me any time to relate what he said with the feelings that I had for him in my mind. I only hoped that the wish of mine would become a reality because it was high time to live like that. But because I wasn’t sure if he really meant to say what I assumed, so I chose to act dumb. Also, I did not want to push him away from that area where he was gradually coming. Hence, I replied, “How will you punish me, and what will the bargain be?”“Which one would you choose?” He questioned
.Olivia.I feel a little relieved to know that Charles is fine with compromising on something that he wanted his dream girl to do for him; give him a baby of his own who will be a reflection of him in every possible way. Even though any child can be taught the way that they ought to carry forward the traditions and the legacy.That is completely dependent on how the parents teach them their ways of life which should not be imposed on them at all. It should just be shown to them, and they should be given the leverage to decide how they want to go about it. If the parents practise what they preach, sooner or later the child will also follow their footsteps.Parents play the most important role in shaping the way a child’s mindset develops because no matter the bad influence in their lives, but they will always remain on the right path and not get distracted if a strong foundation is laid by the parents. And that ha
.Charles.Difficult for me to believe I have an angel living with me. Not only is she naïve, but she is also damn innocent. Every chick that I have been with since the start has all wanted to get the best out of me. They were mainly concerned with my money and wanted to extract as much as possible from me. And even then, they were never satisfied with all the things that I would give them as per their demand. They were all such materialistic girls.Despite having such a deal where they were using me financially and I was using them physically, I had become a monster. Never had I ever thought that I would like to settle down in life because I was getting all the enjoyment without being committed to anyone, and I believed in variety being the spice of life.Every day a new chick would come to my bed. Sometimes either I met them somewhere or called them back, and other times a phone call to an escort agency would tak
To the thing that I said, he ignored it even after I mentioned the talk I wanted to have with him and rushed into the bedroom to freshen up, which is why I also parked it in my head to live the moment I have waited for the entire week. The feeling of holding my darling husband gets better every time. His muscular body makes me want to give myself to him from top to bottom, and it also makes me want to prove all my skills to him.As we enter the bathroom, he grasps me tight. This is the best feeling he has been giving me since the very start. No amount of money can cover up for the orgasm that I man provides. Many people cheat on their partners despite having gotten everything from their partner only because the sex to them wasn’t really satisfying. But I guess I am blessed having gotten the best of both sides.Sex with Charles has been better than the best. When he undresses himself to get under the shower, he pulls me on my back and h
In his room, next came the little room where I had seen the painting of me which I wanted to ask him about. Even for that, I needed to act the same; surprised as if I didn’t know about it and had to be completely shocked. Now that I think about that time, I can certainly agree that it was the most challenging thing for me to do. But overall, it went well, and Charles accepted that painting was his passion, and he always wanted to become a painter.Not everyone is lucky to pursue their dream, but it is nice to keep living your passion even if no one knows about it because you are not living your passion for anyone else. You are living it for yourself. The painting was completed a little more, and because of that it was feeling even more lively, which made me look even prettier.Time passed very quickly from then and even quicker after knowing that Charles was going to be loving me more. All he was waiting for was me to become his offici
Going to Charles’s room legally for the first time was when I had not demanded or done anything to make it happen, and neither I had planned nor tricked him into taking me to his room. It happened completely unexpectedly and even though it was happening very late, but in spite of that, I was super elated.My happiness was obviously on point because even with such a long wait to undergo, I had been so patient for this day. I didn’t even know if it would happen before we got married or if it would happen later. It kept me confused if after marriage we would also continue living in this set-up where I used to sleep in a different room.It was very much possible for me to get to see the painting of me that he had been making in the little room which was attached to his room. I was very excited to see whether he would really let me into his room or not. As we were almost getting there, suddenly it struck me that I would have to act su
It seemed as if he was taking forever to say something. As he was opening and closing his lips in a slow-motion style, it was pissing me off. I just wanted him to say something to me and not just anything, but I was expecting him to oppose whatever I said because I did not want him to believe any of it was true. What he thought about me, and his take on this damn issue was very important to me as that was supposed to be the only thing that mattered to me.Charles, who was my fiancé and was going to be my husband pretty soon, had a doubt regarding all of those nasty things that the whole city was talking about, he should not have proposed to me. But I was sure that he must have thought it through; asking a mediocre girl who stood nowhere stood even closer to his status to marry him.As he started to talk, I automatically felt somewhat relieved without hearing a word from him. I was curious to listen to his side and then put forward my
When I was almost about to start with the final exams in college, I was extremely tensed about how everybody would react to the result I would score in my final exams. I just could not study with my hundred per cent concentration because something in my head used to keep bothering me.Firstly, it was the thought of being the girlfriend of the richest man in town. Anything that I did, any place that I went to, what I wore, what I ate, things as personal as the brand of sanitary napkins I used for those special days, every single thing was publicized to the level that would embarrass me most of the times.The way media people would perceive anything that I would do then onwards became something that I feared. Being rich and/or belonging to such a family is definitely a dream for many people who do not consider the repercussions.Some even say that they would be okay with whatever came their way, but if anyone saw you even
My mouth was fully open as much as it could be. I was shocked and astounded at what was happening. And not to make me look stupid in front of all the people at Erica’s wedding, I had partially covered my mouth with the bouquet that the bride handed over to me.I was absolutely in surprise and didn’t know how to react to what he asked. I hadn’t thought of marriage once I started working because the priority was to first settle down in life and be independent, after which, of course, a wedding would follow if I found my soulmate until then. If not, without a question the search would have been on.And right now, in front of my eyes, the man who I like very much is not just standing but kneeling down on one knee waiting for an answer from me on whether I will marry him. It is overwhelming, and I am not able to decide if I should scream out in happiness or if I should cry because something like this I had never thought of happe
It felt beautiful when we got to the wedding ground, and Charles asked me to continue to sit in the car. He got out from his side and walked to my side to open the car for me. He had even given me his hand for support to manage my dress and get out of the car just fine.Entering the wedding lawn was the most beautiful experience. Charles gave me his arm to hold as we walked in there. That was one amazing experience because I was holding the arm of the man I loved and walking for all the others to see. Because he was a billionaire, people's eyes were on him.The wedding did not have many media people running around here and there. Instead, they were all gathered towards one section that was reserved for them. So, that was one thing which did not make me very happy because I wanted to be seen with him.Seeing Erica and her man together gave me hope of getting married some day to the man who I would love. Both of them compl