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52 -Things I can't control
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Love me, baby 53 - I'm patient
MORGANA FOSTERI woke up tangled in Ryan's lap. His eyes were fixed on my face. How could he look so handsome in the morning? I whispered “good morning” to him and smiled casually, trying not to seem melted by him. His response of calling me “Mrs. Burke” sends a chill down my spine and I feel as if I can't breathe for a while. Our night together was so good, everything I ever wanted and just the way I wanted it. He devoured me in bed, on the little sofa, in the bathroom, in bed again and almost made the three years of waiting worth it.I took a deep breath and watched him walk away to the bathroom. I sat on the bed feeling each of his touches again. My skin had been craving it for so long. My whole body responded so well to it.I'm completely fucked! I have to keep my mind clear, everything has to go well so that I can get him to give me a divorce. I repeat to myself.But my gaze wanders to him again, as he comes out of the gleaming bathroom with a towel tied around his waist. I can't
Love me, baby 54 - Do I want it?
MORGANA FOSTERNone of those naughty thoughts now, Morgana. None. We continue eating in silence after your declaration. The food is perfect. When we finish eating, he clears the table and puts the dishes in the dishwasher."Let's go to the living room," he says, leaving and I follow him, looking at my own shoes. In the living room, we sit side by side and continue to have another glass of wine. If I don't get drunk on the next glass, I swear I'll kiss him.It doesn't take long for him to take the initiative to kiss me, intensely and desperately. He's full of slow touches around my neck and waist, squeezing every damn piece of skin out of the dress. His tongue brushes my lips, asking for entrance, and I give in without much of a fight.I pull his shirt over his head and his chest is completely exposed, my hands now able to explore him with better visibility. He lays me down and pulls me to his chest, grunting as I slide down him. I give myself a second to breathe before leaning in and k
Love me, baby 55 - A little proof of you
MORGANA FOSTERWhen the movie was over, and all the popcorn with it, I carried my things into the kitchen, leaving them on the worktop absent-mindedly. I return to the living room and check my cell phone: it's just after 6:09 p.m. I don't want to go home. I don't want to go home. That afternoon with Elliot was so peaceful and perfect. But I start organizing the things in my small bag even though I don't want to leave.As I turn, I bump into his chest, feeling every muscle contract from the impact.“Are you leaving already?” Elliot's voice rings in my ears.We're so close again that butterflies dance in my stomach, making it churn a little. Elliot awakened things in me that I couldn't deny feeling at any time.I wanted to fly into him at that very moment. I swallowed several times as I stared at him, stunned, with no real answer to give him. “So... I mean, yes. I mean, I have to go over some content.” I reply, looking away from his handsome face.“What content? Are you studying for a po
Love me, baby 56 - Just tonight
RYAN BURKEWhen Morgana left, I focused and immersed myself in work as if it were my only source of life to avoid thinking about what she could be doing with that doctor. Even though I don't like to admit it, I know she's with him, and I have to accept it because I signed that agreement. Just imagining the two of them together makes my stomach churn.I grab my phone to send a message to Stefan and Michael to meet me at Pegasus.I take a shower to clear my head and head out. I step out of the bathroom and put on one of my classic black sports suits with comfortable dress shoes. I apply some cologne, grab my keys and wallet. Driving my Rolls Royce to the club, which is already in full swing, the receptionist escorts me to the VIP area reserved for my friends and me since Stefan bought it.They haven't arrived yet, so I order a bottle of whiskey and sit down, loosening my tie. The club's music is loud and tumultuous. Some people are on the dance floor, swaying their bodies in a frenetic r
Love me, baby 57 - Some interest
ELENA KYLEI lay in my room when the phone buzzed, receiving some messages from Ryan. He's concerned about my health and our son's, and that's good, but after this last, humiliating, month, I've decided I won't beg for his love anymore. He's showing interest and attention to our child, and that's enough for me now.I can't help but smile at the messages, though. I don't need him in my life, just in our children's. I have my career and all the financial support I need. I always have. My only regret was spending my last five years in this relationship that led to nothing.Well... Not exactly nothing, right? We're going to have a child, and that would keep us connected forever.I got up to take a shower and grab something to eat. I'm famished, and James has been like a guard for me for the past two weeks; it's been nice having him here because he's been taking care of me. At least having someone to talk to is good. The doctor recommended rest for the next few weeks, so I'm staying home, b
Love me, baby 58 - The past knocking at the door
MORGANA FOSTERI rolled over in bed, relieved when Ryan finally left the room. Dealing with his drunken declarations of love was the best I could do right now. I sighed heavily, burying my head in the pillow. It felt rude to admit that I wasn't completely shaken by all those beautiful words I hear when he's drunk.Pressing the pillow against my face, I screamed in frustration. I removed the pillow and rested my head in my crossed hands. "Why do you always put me in these situations, Ryan?" My voice echoed through the silent room.Better sleep now. I'll deal with this tomorrow, I thought, settling back into the soft covers, tossing and turning until I finally drifted off.I had a disturbingly sexual dream about Elliot. I woke up feeling every square inch of my body trembling with pleasure. I put my right hand to my forehead, wiping away the sweat drops, and took a deep breath, letting out an involuntary laugh as I grounded my mind back to the start of my day.I got out of bed and headed
Love me, baby 59 - A question of luck
MORGANA FOSTERI try not to look like the most pathetic person in the world as I stare at him standing in front of me like a Roman god. Automatically, I feel my body tense up and swallow hard, admiring how well time has treated him. He looks like a more mature and serious man. He smells of coffee, menthol, and fresh orange. His gaze is firm and seductive, much sharper now. Mature and a little more captivating. Meanwhile, I must seem like the same simple and inexperienced girl he met in eighth grade, wearing jeans and band t-shirts."So, Morgana, how are you?" he says, running his hand through his hair and gazing into my eyes with the same charming smile of our youth."I'm fine," I reply, feeling myself burn under his gaze, "And how about you? I haven't seen you in so long.""Yeah, four years!" he remarks with a tinge of sadness in his voice, and I feel my chest tighten. "Quite a long time, isn't it? What have you been up to?"I nod and swallow a lump in my throat. I always knew I had h
Love me, baby 60 - The luck I don't have
MORGANA FOSTERNicolas's expression made me shrug my shoulders. I had married someone who wasn't him, and that certainly shook him in some way, but I couldn't explain that to him so quickly. "When did you get married?" he asked, still looking a bit pale. I just shook my head and smiled at him, "Long story," I said, and he closed the distance between us, taking my hand again."I'm really interested in knowing who stole your heart," he says softly, and that startles me a bit. "Let's sit down. Once this lunch is over, you can tell me all the details," he winks at me and pulls the chair in front of me.I sit with my back to the door, and he sits next to me. Lindsay sits across from us and takes out some papers from a folder, passing them to Nicolas. I just watch the two of them work while the waiter serves water and wine in our glasses. They order some dishes, and for a while, I'm relaxed without Ryan's presence here. That is until he arrives, clearing his throat."Sorry for the delay," he
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