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83 - You need to relax
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Love me, baby 84 - The trip
MORGANA FOSTERThe next day, we drove to Rookgaard Airport. I wasn't sure why we needed to take a plane, but here we were. We were directed to a private lounge, and I didn't understand what was going on. I just followed Ryan around until we settled into our seats. Tyron and James had the luggage, taking it to the conveyor belt."Why are we here?" I asked, looking around."We're going to travel in my private jet," he replied, adjusting sunglasses on his face without offering more information.So, we boarded. The trip was quite smooth; I slept for most of it, and the few times I opened my eyes, Ryan was there, looking at me. It was a bit awkward, but I ignored the feeling. We landed on a small airstrip, a reserved island near the Bahamas, with only one hotel in the area.So, I assumed we would be staying there. Ryan checked us in, and I looked around while Tyrion unloaded the car.It looked like a paradise from movies. Palm trees, fine sand, the smell of beach water. Everything is perfec
Love me, baby 85 - Peaceful days
MORGANA FOSTERIt's still bright outside when we finish our "special bath," and I'm still feeling breathless, trying to calm my breathing.I feel like I'm on cloud nine, and it's perfect. Ryan is perfect in bed for me.I'm tired of denying myself, tired of not being here or at least pretending I'm not. I feel the burning in my chest for him. He's drying himself next to me, and I keep my gaze on him, drying every part of his body. The desire to have him inside me again grows incessantly. My throat burning with desire. I swallow hard.I put on a robe from one of the bathroom countertops and go out to look for clothes. We didn't even have time to unpack, so I grab the blue suitcase lying on the floor. When I open it, I see that it's mine, and I start looking for clothes. I realize I didn't pack a bikini, I didn't pack much of anything, actually."Damn it. I really wanted to go to the beach..." I mutter discontentedly.I feel Ryan's hands wrapping around my waist and pulling me back. As he
Love me, baby 86 - A friend
MORGANA FOSTERIt's a little past 2:00 p.m. when we leave the boutique. Ryan still has a pouty look because I didn't let him into the fitting room, it's adorable. The wind passing by carries the scent of the salty beach water as we walk through the hotel toward the restaurant.Tyron is walking behind us, carrying the bags. I insisted he didn't need to, but he took the bags without even responding to my insistence. We reach the restaurant door, and he turns to Ryan."Thank you for bringing me here," I say, looking at him with a smile. "I think I really needed this.""We both did," he replies, holding my hand. "Sometimes it's important to disconnect from everything and just be present.""Mr. Ryan, I'll stay here at the door," he says, holding the bags and crossing his hands in front of his body."Okay, I'll call if I need anything."I squeeze Ryan's hand and draw his attention to me. He leans his face in so I can whisper."Ryan, he should eat with us," I say. "He's been with us since ear
Love me, baby 87 - TENSION
MORGANA FOSTERAfter the long post-beach shower, I put on a floral dress with a light fabric, tie one side of my hair back, wear small nickel earrings, and slip on comfortable flats. Ryan is still in the shower. I sit on the bed and check my phone. There are a few messages from Bethany.10:00 am.Bethany: How's the trip going? I want pictures! I miss you! Kisses5:00 PMBethany: I had a fight with John! He's such an idiot sometimes.Morgana: The trip is going great. I'll send pictures soon! You and John need to make up!Ryan exits the bathroom, drying his hair. He gives me a broad smile and approaches, planting a kiss on my cheek."Go get dressed," I say, pleased by his recent affectionate gestures. "I'm starting to get hungry."He gently brushes a strand of hair from my face."I was thinking of ordering dinner in the room," he says, looking at the bed, his voice smooth and soft. So tempting that it makes me squeeze my legs tightly."No way," I reply, crossing my arms over my chest. "I
Love me, baby 88 -Miss Kyle
ELENA KYLEJames is coming back from the airport. It seems Ryan and Morgana are getting along. My chest aches a little with the feeling of loss, but I refuse to cry. I decided a month ago that this wouldn't shake me. So, I won't let it. And the days with James have been good.James arrives while I'm preparing lunch. I decided to put my few culinary skills to use and make something for him to thank him for all the care he has given me over the past few days. My small belly is starting to grow into a rounded bump.Some ingredients of my spectacular paella make me a little nauseous, but I continue preparing the dish because it's the only one I know how to cook perfectly.I hear the front door open. James calls my name from the door."I'm in the kitchen!" I shout back while stirring the broth in the pan.He comes into the kitchen holding a grocery bag, placing it on the marble countertop."Miss Kyle, you shouldn't be cooking," he says, approaching and taking the spoon from my hand.I inter
Love me, baby 89 - Safe?
MORGANA FOSTERWhen dinner ended, we didn’t see Nicolas around anymore. I felt relieved by that; it didn’t seem right for him to be there. We stayed at the hotel bar, having a few drinks for a while. Ryan was so receptive and pleasant that it was surprising. My chest warmed with the initial feeling of love he was providing me there.He kept finding ways to get closer, touch my hand, hug me, or kiss me. I didn’t know how to feel about it. I didn’t see myself as someone with that love language, and part of me didn’t like it. But there was another part that wanted it so much that it screamed in my mind. I laughed at myself, staring at the green apple martini in my glass.“Are you enjoying the trip?” he says, interrupting my daydream. “Yes.”“That’s it?” he says, furrowing his brows and grabbing his own glass, taking a long sip. “You used to be more detailed.”“Stop it,” I say, drinking a bit of my drink. “I wasn’t that talkative!”I try to sound indignant, and he laughs loudly, throwing h
Love me, baby 90 - Everyone's a suspect
MORGANA FOSTERWe were at the airport in a private room, waiting for Ryan's private jet to be ready so we could finally leave. The last two days, at least until five hours ago, were so wonderful. Just when we were finally getting along... those damn photos appeared, showing us that we are nowhere near safe.Never a moment of perfect peace, right?I looked in a mirror, trying not to break down. I don't know how to feel right now. Do I want to be strong? Am I strong?We were so good, two magical nights. In a small paradise made just for the two of us.I looked at the small bruises, now purple, on my arms, painting my skin like a canvas. I rolled down the sleeves of my shirt to cover them and sighed, feeling the weight falling on me again. The same weight I wanted to lift when I agreed to come on this last-minute trip.And now happiness feels like a grain of sand on a beach.To complete my total disgrace, Ryan hasn’t said a damn word to me since I showed him the photos on my phone, and he
Love me, baby 91 - The Morrison's
RYAN BURKEI had to leave the plane earlier than expected, and since Morgana was sleeping quietly and peacefully—quite different from when we left the hotel—I preferred to let her sleep a little longer while I dealt with our security issues. I already had some information about it. The hotel's camera system had been hacked through a remote access using a false IP address, a VPN that changed the location.Since she barely slept last night and this morning was more turbulent than I had planned, I decided to let my wife rest. I'm on my way to JBR Enterprises in one of those ride-share cars. There wasn't enough time to call James and request his service, but he's taking care of Elena, so he's earning his money either way.In front of the enormous mirrored building, the car stops. I pay the fare and enter without looking around. The receptionists look visibly tense when I walk in. I give them a distant look and hiss a "Good morning," which is politely responded to.I take the elevator strai
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