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70 - Do we have a relationship?
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Love me, baby 71 - Our son
Ronan O'Connor"I think I can organize this for this week, godfather," Amanda says, analyzing the latest financial records of my businesses. I was increasingly certain she would be an excellent replacement for me in the near future."Alright, sweetheart," I replied. "You can go to the office with your brother. Rules are rules, even for you, cupcake."Amanda looks at me with disdain and rolls her eyes. Since the Maranzanos set their sights on her, I’ve had to keep her under close watch. As soon as she leaves, Bear bursts into my office, panting. His mud-covered shoes soak my expensive carpet. I turn to face his bloodied, anxious face."You're dirtying my floor," I say, taking the cigar out of my mouth and staring at him.He takes a deep breath and swallows hard before answering me. One of my most loyal men, Amanda’s father, and my oldest friend."Sorry, ‘Mr. Clean’," he says, laughing a bit and shrugging. "A woman showed up looking for you."I raise my eyebrows, intrigued. Women never c
Love me, baby 72- The Passionate
ELLIOT SHARONI blink awake, feeling my eyelids heavy and slow as the room comes into view. The curtains are drawn. It's still dark inside the room. It's been over a week since I was with Morgana. Every part of me longs for her. The scent of her chocolate perfume is embedded in one of the cushions on my couch. I brought her here. The scent is faint, but it's like having her with me. I can still taste her pussy on my lips, and I confess I'm addicted.I lazily get up, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. It's just past 6:00 a.m. My shift starts in three hours. I head to the bathroom to take care of my morning needs and shower. I step into the shower after brushing my teeth; my morning shower is quick.I come out with a towel wrapped around my waist to look for clothes while I pack my uniform and lab coat into my backpack, along with the usual white shoes. I'm not pleased to be waking up so early, but I'm content enough when my phone buzzes with a message from Morgana. The smile o
Love me, baby 73 - Suspect
MORGANA FOSTERToday is my last free day before starting work at San Rose Hospital, so this morning I went to the administrative department to sign the contract and I'm officially hired as an intern doctor. Since my day was busy, I left Alessandra taking care of Ryan to make sure he takes all the medicines correctly. After the fever scare, I don't want to risk leaving him alone. I sent a message to Elliot, confirming our dinner, and found myself smiling at the screen.A car pulls up next to me, and the window rolls down. It takes me a moment to realize it's Nicolas' Bentley."Morgana! What a coincidence!" he says, smiling widely. "Are you going somewhere?""Oh, hi Nick!" I say awkwardly. "Actually, I'm coming back from a work meeting.""Do you need a ride home?" he says, pulling the car to the curb."No need," I reply, looking down the street, spotting a small Italian restaurant at the end of it, ready to give him an excuse. "Actually, I was going to that restaurant for lunch!""Oh, me
Love me, baby 74 -The one you want
MORGANA FOSTERA gust of cold wind blew, making me shiver and tuck my hands into the pockets of my overcoat. A few minutes later, Elliot's car pulls up in front of the property, the headlights a bit too bright, so I shield my eyes.He gives me a satisfying smile as he sees me. I smile back politely. He turns off the car and gets out to open the door. He's wearing a stylish gray suit with a white cotton shirt inside, no tie. His blond hair is neatly combed, and the scent of his woody cologne envelops me completely as he approaches. Elliot comes closer, holding a bouquet of white lilies, which for some reason he knows are my favorites."These are for you," he says, handing me the flowers."They're beautiful, Elliot. Thank you," I reply, feeling slightly moved. I enjoyed receiving flowers, even though I had just discovered this taste."You look stunning!" he says, hugging me. His arms wrap around my waist in a gentle embrace."Thank you!" I respond, feeling my cheeks flush slightly at his
Love me, baby 75 -Talk to me
MORGANA FOSTERI lifted my head in an attempt to appear and sound more confident, looking at him. Terrible idea. It was as if his eyes were calling me, making my skin tingle. I felt everything burning, just with his gaze. I sighed heavily, regaining my breath in my lungs.We continued the dinner quietly as I risked glancing at him sideways."I don't understand," he says, watching me as I awkwardly eat my salad."What?" I say, chewing quickly to respond to whatever his question might be."You didn't necessarily break up with Ryan..." he leans back in his chair, "You got enraged by the idea of someone else being with him. But here you are, with me now, and seem just as inclined to the dark sexual desires that I have as I am. Not that I find it an impediment. Don't get me wrong. I find it a very... shall we say, refreshing thing."Then he tossed the napkin onto his lap and fixed his gaze on me deliberately longer than necessary.I sighed heavily, trying to control whatever desire might be
Love me, baby 76 - Targeted threat
RYAN BURKEAs Morgana walks away from me, I watch her silhouette fade through the door. It's hard to understand why she still insists on avoiding me like this. It's so cruel. I'm sure she knows she's hurting me when she goes out with the doctor.That's fine. I know I haven't been the best of husbands. Far from being a supportive and pleasant person to her all these years. But now, with everything that's happened in the past few months, my whole world revolves around her.I feel a bit pressured and cramped to follow her, but I don't. I just watched her leave, my heart burning in my chest and the voice in my head screaming "go after her."Grumbling discontentedly, I shove my hands into my pockets and head back to my room. I sigh and lament the fact that I let her go to see that doctor. And the fact that she also works with him gnaws at me, but I can't deprive her of having this magical moment in her career at one of Rookgaard's best hospitals. I know how hard it was for her to stay in co
Love me, baby 77 - Ignore the threat
MORGANA FOSTEROnce the call dropped, I turned to head back inside the restaurant. I had been outside for quite some time talking on the phone with Ryan. The cold air touched my skin again, cutting like a sharp knife against my cheeks. The chilly weather had been abruptly interrupted by the warm coziness of the restaurant as soon as I crossed the door.Elliot remained calm and composed, sitting at the table elegantly enjoying his dinner with irresistible charm. Even his simplest actions were the sexiest thing for me to witness. I felt as if the whole world paused to watch, while I restrained myself, desiring and longing. Torturing my mind with the thought that I could fulfill this desire but lacked the courage to kick Ryan to the curb. For Elliot, I had this burning passion, and for Ryan, that repressed love I had fought for so long to make work."Are you okay?" He said, lifting his eyes to meet mine. Stabbing a fork into his risotto and quickly chewing and swallowing before firing ano
Love me, baby 78 - IT'S TIME FOR THE END
MORGANA FOSTERAlways a little box of surprises. Not always filled with good ones. I feel the air being knocked out of me as he looks around the restaurant. Trembling, I raise my hands and gesture to get his attention before he leaves thinking I gave him the wrong address.He sees me and makes his way to the table as fast as the wind itself. His hair is tousled, and his breath is uneven as if he had been running to get here. His eyes soften when he sees me up close. Elliot withdrew his hand and eyed Ryan with a furious expression."What?" Elliot asked, annoyed. "Did you lose something with me?"Ryan raised an eyebrow at him and scoffed. "Nothing," he replied sharply and turned to me. "Why didn't you wait for me at the door?"I roll my eyes, dissatisfied. "Humph," I exhale, laughing softly in the background. Elliot shrugged and chuckled behind his napkin as he wiped his mouth."Outside was more dangerous than in here, Mr. Burke," I say, pouting and looking at him with pleading eyes. "Or
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