HUDSON'S POV
When I awoke and beheld my wife's enchanting visage, an involuntary, beaming smile illuminated my face. What a splendid morning! She resembled a serene pagan goddess in the midst of her beauty. Her lips, not as ample as the coveted Angelina Jolie's, possessed a distinct allure with a full lower lip and a slender upper lip, radiating a sensuous and attractive charm reminiscent of moist pomegranate seeds. Her nose boasted a duchess-like elegance, a highly sought-after feature among celebrities. Yet, my wife's was naturally flawless, a divine endowment. Her eyes, slanting gracefully like a cat's, were further accentuated by long eyelashes and impeccably shaped eyebrows that consistently arched when directed my way. I found her allure heightened when she gracefully raised an eyebrow in my direction. I planted a sweet kiss on my wife's lips. What can they do now? Can I invite her to go grocery shopping? Aceia’smommy said I should teach Aceia even simple house chores. Her mom said that Aceia doesn't want to go grocery shopping, especially going to the wet market, but her mom said Aceia needs to learn. Aceia's mother left me one more thing: don't ever make her the underdog of this brat. If it is wrong, she should not condone it. Damn! It's likeI am raising my own daughter. I have to get up now. I have to prepare breakfast for my wife. I will help prepare breakfast. I already have a list of what foods Aceia does and does not like. I asked her mommy for that. When I got up, the comforter that had previously covered Aceia's neck moved down, and her healthy breasts were exposed. My jaw immediately watered at the sight of breakfast served in front of me. My wife is generous! Fuck it! Why is she naked? Her nipples were pink and erect, like two ripe cherries waiting to be eaten. The areolas surrounding the morsels were deep, dusky pink. A dangerous tingle settled into my groin at the erotic view. My erection immediately came to an end. It was aching as hell, and I needed to do something to relieve the ache. I let my eyes greedily devour her glorious breasts before she reached out to touch them. I caressed Aceia's nipple with my thumb-finger. She stretched out, her back slightly arching, so that I could have a more erotic view. I played with her nipple. Her muffled moan electrified me. I was salivating over luscious breasts. Fuck! I shouldn't be guilty of feeling this because she's already my wife. But I should have consented to doing this, right? I can't restrain myself from doing it. I lowered my head and took the pink morsel into my mouth. She tasted fucking delicious. I played with Aceia's other nipple with his finger while his mouth savored the other breast. It's good to play with the tongue on its nipple. Even if he eats it all day long, he won't get bored. Lyca's back arched, and she was accompanied by a small grunt that made her even more excited. Suddenly, his suction became stronger, and he squeezed the top of her chest with emphasis. — “HUDSON! "My eyes widened as I looked at Hudson, who was sucking my breast. I thought I was just dreaming. Hudson looked at me, giving me a wolfish grin while continuing to suck on my chest. "What are you doing?" My voice came out all breathy as the delicious sensation started seeping through me. "Good morning! Thank you for a delicious breakfast, wifey!" I bit my bottom lip when one of his hands crawled up my body and slipped into my pants. "Oh!" I moaned as he caressed my wet womanhood while continuing to suck on my nipple. My teeth gritted and my muscles tensed at the pleasure of Hudson's finger caressing my womanhood, especially when he played with the sensitive grain of my womanhood. "Oh!" Igrowled as she arched my back. Delicious! Very delicious! Damn! He knows exactly what he's doing. He knew the right spot that he needed to stimulate to drive me crazy. Hudson let go of my breast; his mouth crawled around my neck, and his hot tongue ran over my collarbone and throat until his tongue played with my ear while his finger continued to pleasure my womanhood. "You're amazing, Aceia! I never wanted anything but you. Only you!" "Hudson! That's insane! Don't stop!" I was begging. My hips were canting off the bed with each languorous touch. I think he's already at climax. "Oh fuck! You are approaching!" Hudson raised his face to look me in the face. His face was full of admiration. "I'm near!" My back arched. "Shit! Shit!" I squirmed as she went down to the extreme but was stopped when Hudson pulled his hand from my pants. "Hudson!" He gave medevilishly a grin. "Yes, my love?" He teased me. "Fuck it!" I hissed. He's playing on me! "Your mouth, young lady." "If you don't continue this, you will sleep in the living room!" "Aw! How cute, my wife. Do you like what I'm doing, my love?" I was startled when Hudson squeezed my nipple. He moved his hand down my stomach, again inserted his hand into my pants, inserted two fingers into my womanhood, and moved it back and forth so quickly that I almost screamed. "Aaaah! Hudson!" He pulled his fingers out of my pants, curling around the waistband of my pants, and pulled it down. I hurriedly helped him take off my pants. I removed the comforter that was covering my body. Alford parted my thighs and again played with my flesh, which seemed to be on fire. "Hudson, please!" I begged as the tip of her finger poked the hole in my womanhood. "What do you want, Aceia? Tell me." "Damn, put it in!" I'm running out of patience to ask for. "What?" Hudson had a hidden smile. She swatted him on the arm. "I hate you!" "Why?" His grin widened. "You want my dick?" I bit my bottom lip and nodded. "Say it." Hudson pinched my cl--t, causing me to gasp. "Yes. I want your c--ck inside me." "Good girl." Hudson pressed a kiss to Aceia's lips. He pulled me away. Now I'm on top of Hudson. "Then get my d--ck." He swallowed when his cunt hit Hudson's penis. Its length filled my slit. Hudson's hand crawled up the side of my body and grabbed me by both hips. I moved my hips to rub my womanhood against it. Shit! Feels good. "Damn, Aceia!" Hudson exclaimed in shock. Hudso’s fingers dug into my skin as I quickly rubbed my cunt along it. Its jaws growled. "Loosen up your grip; I can't move properly!" I snarled at him. Hudson let out a boyish chuckle. I placed both hands on Hudson’s chest and dug my nails into her skin. "If you keep doing what you're doing, you're going to get really hurt!" Hudson chuckled, then loosened the hold on my hips. "Oh, great!" I grunted as I sprang into motion. It was even more delicious because my clitoris was rubbing against his penis. "Oh, yesss!" I muttered to myself as I sped up on top of Hudson. I raised my head and closed my eyes. Hudson hadn't even gotten inside her, but I already feel like I'm going to explode. "So f-cking hot!" Hudson’s two hands went to my breast and squeezed it.When the head of Hudson's manhood hit the hole of my womanhood, the pleasure that enveloped me intensified. Heat shot through me like fireworks. I need his c--ck now! I tried to let his hardness enter, but Hudson grabbed my hips again. I looked at Hudson with wide eyes. "Alford, please! I need your c--ck now!" I was begging disparately. Hudson laid me down again. He nestled himself between my legs. Hudson put both of his legs on his shoulders. I closed my eyes again as Hudson slowly inserted the length into my womanhood, and I let myself drown in the delicious sensation. Oh, God! This is how it feels when something fills my womanhood. With each gentle contraction and advance of his penis in her tunnel, it seemed to take me to another dimension of pleasure. But I opened my eyes again in shock when he suddenly felt an earthquake, and my whole body shook on top of the bed without warning. Hudson unleashed strong and fast thrusts. "Aceia! Fuck!" I looked up at Hudson; his lips parted, and he seemed delirious. His eyes were wide as he looked at me. He reached for one of my breasts and squeezed it while continuing to stroke my womanhood. "Oh sh*t! Oh yeah!" I pulled out my own hair and moaned as I felt the intense pleasure of my upcoming orgasm. The pillow dipped as I threw my head back, making ardent sounds as Hudson's c--ck drilling my tight p--ssy. "Hudson, faster, faster!" It became more and more ferocious and seemed to become more and more crazy with the grunts and pleas coming out of my mouth. Hudson kept moaning as his manhood seemed to dig something deep inside me. It reached so deep that something inside me made the delicious sensation even stronger until I gave in. A shriek escaped from me, and my vision seemed to cloud after my eyes widened. My body shuddered as I felt something hot fill my womanhood after Hudson cursed. The man stiffened as he kneeled down and winced as he bit my leg. "That was amazing, your amazing!" He let out a gasp after his teeth let go of my leg. He bowed to me. "Fuck it! You make me crazy, Aceia! I almost buried my balls in your cunt!" “Oh! Same feeling! ” I silently expressed the identical emotion within my mind.”ACEIA'S POV"I struggle to grasp your perspective, Ace. Opting to forge your own path in building a business instead of inheriting your parents' company adds an extra layer of complexity, especially considering your known short temper. Beatrice, in particular, appears to cast a shadow over your aspirations, showing a lack of support for your decision.As Beatrice and I sit on the porch, savoring beef nachos, "You have a husbandI'll just remind you of. Stop your obsession with Aidan already. I know your plan for Aceia. You are building your own business because Aidan is an engineer. And you're planning to hire him to build your boutique, right? So that you both see each other without your parents and Hudson suspecting.""Beatrice, I already had this plan before Hudson and I got married. I've already invested in the land, and it would be a missed opportunity not to bring my vision to life."Truth be told, my passion lies more in designing dresses than in business. Aidan's return to New Y
ACEIA’S POV"Pull up the car over there." Hudson halted the car on the side of the road, not heading straight to the gate of the land where Aidan was.It was the construction site for my emporium, and yes, Aidan was the engineer. That's why I didn't want Hudson to enter the site."Why here?""I don't want anyone to see us together. No one should know we're married. We're going to break up anyway."His brow shot up. "Who said we'd get divorced? That will happen when pigs fly.""Alright, bye. Thanks for driving me, Mr. Vasco." I tried to pull the door handle, but it was locked, so I looked back at Hudson."Unlock the door." Hudson placed his index finger over his lips."The heck? We're not a real couple."Hudson just looked at me, not moving, so I sighed. "Okay, fine!" I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. What should have been just a dampening kiss turned into a torrid one as Hudson cupped the back of my head and deepened the kiss."Stop, Mr. Vasco; this is not the right spot for
ACEIA'S POVHudson didn't personally pick me up from the site earlier; instead, he arranged for someone to fetch me. The man who arrived explained that he was Hudson's on-call driver, ready to drive only when necessary, despite being compensated for the entire month.When Hudson finally returned home late, I was already lying down, feigning sleep. As he entered the room, I kept my eyes closed until he settled beside me. The subtle scent of alcohol lingered in the air, revealing his night's activities.I had suspected he went to the bar, having exchanged texts with my cousin Clent earlier, who mentioned being at the bar with Hudson. The thought of him potentially being entangled with another woman sparked intense annoyance, causing my chest to tighten.Hudson, lifting the comforter, nestled into my body with my back against his, and I could sense he was unclothed. Wrapping an arm around me, he remarked, "You're fully clothed," expressing surprise as he noticed my sweatshirt and silk sho
ACEIA'S POVStress had been too much for either Hudson or me, and we decided right away that we needed a vacation. This vacation not only looked like a great way to unwind, but it also gave me a priceless chance to reflect.The following morning, as the dawn broke through the curtains, I grabbed for Hudson and found nothing but empty space next to me. Relentlessly, I got out of bed and faced the new day's routine. The sound of the shower invited, and I quickly got ready to wash away the last bits of worry that were clinging to my exhausted body.With all that steam around me in the shower, my thoughts started to stray. I could still feel the first thrill of our scheduled actions flashing across my mind. But then a twinge of disappointment struck when Hudson's sudden disappearance to take a call came back to mind. The unpredictability of everyday life was interfering with the anticipation of what was intended to happen.After coming out of the bathroom, I immediately got dressed. I wore
ACEIA'S POVOne of Alford's hands reached down and slipped it into his shorts. Alford let out a deep groan when he felt her wet womanhood."I'll take you here.""W-what?""Oh!" I bit down on my lower lip when his finger zeroed in on my clitoral area, sending an electric current through my body."Hudson, someone might see us here.""No one can enter. I lock the door,” Hudson said, whispering to my ears that it adds heat to my body.Oh, God! Yes! But I felt nervous that someone might see it. The feel of his finger as he rubbed my nub made my body feel like it was on fire. I could feel his hardness against my buttock, and I ached for his c--ck. His touch felt like torture."Word, wifey.""Aah! Yes!" I gasped as he pushed his digit inside of my slick core."Yes, what?" Hudson asked as he kissed the nape of my neck and slowly slid his finger in and out of my womanhood.I reached for his d--ck behind her and palmed it through his boxer short."Oh!" He breathed out, sinking his teeth against
ACEIA'S POV"Let me capture a picture of you, so now give me a pose," I said with a menacing smile.As his initial smile faded and he promptly shook his head, a subtle understanding passed between us—I could sense that taking pictures wasn't his forte. He seemed to embody a certain humility, a reluctance to bask in the limelight of vanity. Even on his phone, images showcasing his face were a rarity, outnumbered by the abundance of pure landscapes and scenery."Oh, why resist, Hudson? My camera loves capturing the elusive side of you," I playfully teased, trying to coax him into the impromptu photoshoot."I'm fine with no pictures, Ace. Let's just enjoy the scenery now that we're done taking your pictures."Despite his protest, I couldn't resist the allure of freezing moments in time. As he spoke, I continued to click away on my cell phone, each snapshot capturing a fraction of the essence that made him uniquely Hudson. He attempted to stop me, futilely covering the camera, but I manage
ACEIA'S POVWhen the next day finally arrived, we were looking forward to a full day of diving activities. A full day of thrilling activities, including undersea exploration, was promised by the schedule. The chef and butler were there for us when we stepped onto the yacht, ready to serve us. The ship transformed breakfast and lunch into luxurious activities that set the stage for an extravagant day.For dinner, we opted for simplicity, choosing to dine at the nearest restaurant on the idyllic island."What do you want to eat?" Hudson's inquiry jolted me from my senses, his voice a gentle wake-up call to the present moment.With a smile, I replied, "It's up to you. Surprise me.""Alright." Hudson perused the menu, his thoughtful gaze eventually lifting to signal the waiter.As I listened to the exchange between Hudson and the waiter, a curious realization dawned – each item he ordered seamlessly complemented my favorite dishes. It was a subtle acknowledgment of the nuances that few peo
ACEIA'S POVHudson's gaze collided with mine, and the unfolding realization etched across his face hinted at the tangible waves of anger emanating from me. Internally seething, I found myself incredulous at his audacity to engage with another woman in my absence. Though devoid of romantic sentiments, there existed an unspoken understanding—a boundary of respect that I had expected not to be transgressed."Of course, we can extend our stay here if that's your preference, but..." Hudson's attempt to offer an explanation faltered under the intensity of my glare.Maintaining a polite smile, I interjected, "But? So, you're not interested in spending more time with me? I'm not prone to violence, but I can certainly be menacing."As Hudson visibly gulped, his eyes darted nervously between me and Vinice, who stood as an unwitting spectator to this unfolding drama. "Sorry, I'm busy. Perhaps some other time," he stammered, attempting to salvage the conversation."Maybe never?" I turned my sweet
HUDSON'S POVIt began when my parents decided I should attend a math camp, assuring me it would be a joyful experience while they were away. Little did they know that it would become the catalyst for a traumatic event, pushing my life to the edge of death.As Sunday afternoon descended, we meticulously packed our belongings, getting ready to head home. The facilitator signaled the end, prompting us to board the bus. The journey commenced serenely, and I immersed myself in a book, oblivious to the impending disruption.Suddenly, the bus screeched to a halt, shattering the tranquility. My eyes darted outside, revealing an eerie silence only disturbed by the entrance of an armed stranger.Chaos erupted as the man discharged his weapon, sending children into fits of panic. Fear gripped me too, yet I chose to remain silent.Soon, we found ourselves at the mercy of these assailants. Tears flowed from frightened children yearning to return home. Amid the gunfire, a rescue mission unfolded, c
ACEIA'S POVWith all that had happened, I felt like I needed to find closure because of the overwhelming weight that was on my shoulders. I understood that knowing the truth was essential if I was going to embrace a happy future.After receiving confirmation that my daughter was safe, I set off to visit my parents. There were secrets hanging in the air, and it was time to face the ghosts of the past. As I walked up to the door, the air crackled with expectation, and I felt a mixture of resolution and nervousness in my veins.As I sat across from my father, a guy with many life experiences and unspoken stories, I forced myself to go deeper into our family's past. It was as though the walls were listening closely to everything I said, and the weight of unspoken truths echoed throughout the room.For an instant, my father wavered, a trace of regret visible in his eyes. Subsequently, he started to reveal a story of love and sorrow in a voice that carried the weight of decades. He added, "M
ACEIA'S POVHudson and I ran across the sterile hallway, our footsteps hitting the chilly hospital walls like cries for help. The fluorescent lights pulsed harshly overhead, creating eerie shadows that reflected the turmoil in our hearts. Seated on the emergency bed, our daughter was a delicate figure among the difficult chaos of life-threatening medical situations.My vision became blurry as we approached the surgical room. Hudson, who was equally upset, desperately tried to hold onto our hand to help steady ourselves in the emotional storm. The sobs of a pained mother resonated with the far-off wails of sirens outside.The door to the operating room flew open, showing a surgeon whose face reflected the seriousness of the situation. As I talked, my voice quivered, and the words came out of my mouth like thin whispers in the storm.My eyes gleamed with worry as I asked, "Is she... is she going to be okay?" but the surgeon's grave expression offered no instant comfort.The surgeon gave
ACEIA'S POVWhen the man finally tore my top off, I forced myself to get away from him, even though it was difficult to do. I scooted away, trying to get away, but my legs were yanked back with force.Tears were flowing down my cheeks as I looked at Alison, who was still crying. "No, please. Don't do this," I begged.Marthina spoke, casually playing with the gun in her hand while still sitting in front of me, interrupting the terrifying image. "You know, when I was young..."Captivated by her words, I turned to face her. She related the heartbreaking story of how my father abandoned them when she was a young girl, leaving her mother hopeless. She stated, "I never had a happy childhood because your father took that away from me. When he left, my mother fell into madness, unable to care for me. I had to work to survive," before suddenly pressing the trigger, deafening Alison with her cry.I tried again, desperate to get out of the man's grasp, but I was quite conscious that all that was
ACEIA'S POVMy head was hammering when I woke up, like a relentless hammer, causing unbearable pain. The agony in my brain was getting closer to breaking, so I tried to get up and looked around as it did.Alison and I ended up sitting on the ground, tied, and surrounded by rusting, run-down cars in an abandoned car factory.I had no idea where we were.I had flashbacks to Alison, and I went for ice cream, but they were cut short as Marthina barged in holding a gun.After being made to sign a document and given a numbing agent, our bodies passed out. As we awoke, the terrible truth of our imprisonment became apparent.There was one thing we knew for sure: Marthina had planned our kidnapping. Her intentions were still unclear, but she acted with malice in her eyes.Turning to the sound of Alison’s soft sobs, I took a deep breath to compose myself, resisting the urge to succumb to fear.The uncertainty of impending help gnawed at me. All I could hope for was that Hudson was actively searc
ACEIA'S POVIt had been a full week since the intenseencounter with Marthina. I didn't talk to my father after that. I purposefully chose to keep this distance because I needed time to gather my thoughts and reflect before bringing up the hard topic. Even though I really should be talking to my dad and making sure Marthina and Alexander are telling the truth, I take comfort in these quiet times, letting my ideas settle before facing the storm that is coming.This self-imposed break from face-to-face interaction is making my internal turmoil even more confusing. My logical mind begs me to speak with my father immediately in order to get clarification and closure. It is full of longing for pure clarity, wanting to remove any doubt from Marthina's charges and Alexander's remarks. However, the soft murmurs of my heart beg me to take my time, to temper the urgency with a measured resolution, so that feelings don't overshadow any revelations that may come to light.There is a constant feeli
ACEIA'S POVMy mind was jumbled with doubts as I looked at the man in front of us. His manner was sincere, yet there was a persistent suspicion that persisted in the back of my mind. Was he trustworthy? Are we to believe all he said? My eyes studied his facial expressions, searching for any hints while she considered these questions.I questioned whether there was a process for figuring out what defines authenticity or a guide that explained how to deal with the complexities of trust. As the silence lingered between them, I thought about the importance of every word that was said. Was there a clue in his eyes—a slight change in the way he held himself—that would expose the truth?As I kept talking to myself, I fought with the problem of making choices based solely on beliefs. What actions should I take to make sure I'm not misled if I decide to trust? I felt the weight of the situation pressing down on me, forcing me to choose between being sincere and lying. I realized that the way fo
ACEIA'S POV I woke up to a fairly normal workday with very little on my schedule. Driven by the need to give priority to the things that really mattered, I made an unusual decision. Choosing to stay at home, I made the most of my unexpected free day by spending it with my kid. As we explored the simple pleasures of reading aloud, making cookies, and playing games,Following our different adventures, Alison fell into sleepiness and went to bed. Driven, it seemed, by an ongoing restlessness, I sat in the soft light of my laptop, expecting to lose myself in the routine work of checking files.A distant memory emerged as the room filled with the quiet hum of the laptop: a USB card placed in my bags. After getting it back, I started looking for files in its small memory. But somewhere among the things in my bag, I found a strange calling card—something to remember from the mysterious stranger who had passed me by the day before.The card was silently inviting me to inquire as it settled in
ACEIA'S POVI used to have so much wonderful family time, but the burden of running the family business left me exhausted, and my daughter Alison would sulk even on the weekends. I was determined to stop this cycle, so I made the decision to finish work early today and give my scheduled time for bonding with her and Hudson top priority.“Ma’am, you have a board meeting in 30 minutes, followed by a lunch meeting with Mr. Perales. I've arranged a restaurant reservation for that,” my secretary informed me, her voice cutting through the endless stack of reports I was sifting through."Okay, just let me know when it's time for lunch," I replied, my focus still immersed in the sea of paperwork that demanded my attention.While I was signing documents, my secretary gently reminded me that the board members were still waiting. He nodded, and I got up, gathered up my coat, and made my way to the boardroom, wondering aloud if Marthina, who had always been concerned about the company, would be am