Our plane touched down the runway pulling me out of my nap. I was sleeping against my husband's warm side, holding his bicep like my favorite teddy bear. He brushed the wild curls from my face and tilted my chin to give me a soul snatching kiss. I took an hour after that sudden affection from my husband to get through the fuzzy feeling starting in my heart. By the time our limo arrived, I had forgotten everything and behaved like we were a newly married couple visiting Paris for our first honeymoon. To me it almost felt like that. "Do you have a meeting this afternoon?" I asked as our limo started out of the airport and to our family apartments. "Yes, I do have a meeting but I will try to be back for dinner." He ran his knuckles on my cheek then pulled me in for a kiss. "We're going out." "But what am I going to do while you're gone?" I shifted over to his lap and threw my arms around his neck. He smelled so nice, I wanted to lick him up all over. And I did. I ran my tongue over th
Daniel How did I get so wrapped up in this chaos? It was easier to hate her and have lustful thoughts about her at the same time. But now I didn't know exactly what my feelings were for her. One moment I wanted to run away from her and the moment she got far enough not being able to touch, I craved her for my dear life. And the worst part was - it wasn't just her touch I craved, it was all of her. I needed to be around her to calm my anxiety down. I wanted to be the reason she smiled and I had to be the only man she would look for when in need of a friend. Not some bodyguard I assigned to look after her well-being. Lust could be a dangerous thing. It can lead you up to that hill where you won't be able to distinguish between your body's and heart's desires. And I was going up that cliff, hanging on the edge and ready to fall any moment. One look at the woman sleeping beside me and I was already falling. She looked like both my redemption and demise. Here under the morning light,
I woke up to a dim room, the dark colored shades of the window restricting the afternoon light. The room was empty and so was the other side of the bed. I laid there for a moment, thinking, trying to sort out where Daniel might be. It was his day off from work and he had promised me to take on a tour around the city. If anything, I should be happy but the heaviness in my heart had been too much to bear. It wasn't a secret anymore that my husband had started making a home in my heart. And the most scary part was me not holding myself from feeling for him. What happened to the girl who vowed not to fall for his charms? She might've fallen captive to my husband's addictive touches and his romantic whispers.Daniel made sure to leave his print on me, inside out. We hadn't gotten any sleep. Hardly any. In fact, every time I drifted off, he pulled me back to my senses with him inside of me, sensually fucking again. And if that wasn't enough, his dirty, needy words kept me working up the wh
I should have never sought information about Amber Lee. But the newborn possessive wife in me did everything in her power to do a background check on her husband's ex. Given that I had such a skilled bodyguard as my friend I only had to ask him twice before Nathan slipped enough details about my Daniel's obsession over Amber. Turned out the rich brat had fallen for an equal in his category and when things got real, Amber crushed his heart to flee the country without leaving so much as a clue for her parents or boyfriend about her whereabouts. It broke Daniel to the point that he sabotaged his position as the next CEO of Rutherford Development and turned into an emotionless badboy overnight. Then he had done it all to get Amber's attention. He hoped his actions would lure his girlfriend out of her secret hideout but nothing worked. All of these details were still digestible for me but the fact that he accepted his father's proposal to marry me in the same hopes that it would bring h
"More Wine?" I looked up from my plate with a smile. "Getting me drunk, Mr. Rutherford?" His smile lines appeared as he took a sip of his whiskey and shook his head. "No, I like you in all your senses, Mrs. Rutherford." We were in one of the most beautiful restaurants, surrounded with extravagant French food, and dinning at a table by the window. He had persuaded me not to worry about my calories and promised to relieve Marianne from her duties as my handler once we went back home. It was an act solely offered by my husband and he wasn't taking my disapproval or his mother for that matter on it. I look outside to find a few photographers chatting among themselves and taking a shot or two every once in a while. A constant grate on my heart. "Are you not enjoying the food?" Daniel asked, breaking a lobster and bringing the fleshy part to my lips. I let him feed me and distracted myself with the starry sky to stop swooning over him. "As a matter of fact, I am. It's good to be treate
The first warning came with a bouquet of daisies, my favorite and a note written in cursive. The black inked words almost mocked me.- You’re living a lie. Hope you enjoy the kisses while they are on your lips. A mockery, indeed.I snorted, crushed the piece of paper and tossed it in the dustbin along with the beautiful daisies which were grating my heart. A hand wrapped around my waist just in time to put out the fire rising within me. It was the touch of affection that came in the form of my husband. Daniel planted a kiss at the back of my neck and turned me around in his arms to search my face.“Why do you look so gloomy this fine morning, love?” He whispered, nudging my nose with his. He had just pulled himself off the bed and was gloriously naked, his tousled hair tickling my face. Daniel was an affectionate sleeper, spooning me the whole night and whispering dirty words he had been dreaming about us even in his slumber. I stayed awake for most of the night to live the moment.“
I looked out of the window as the car stopped at the security gates and our villa came into focus. Home, trees lining the long driveway and I saw our rich neighborhood where I felt belonged somehow. That feeling hadn’t been there when Daniel brought me there the very first time but now being wrapped in his warmth and his hand draped over my shoulder possessively, my perspective about the place had changed.I turned to Daniel. “Are you going to stay home today?”Something passed on his face as if he wasn’t expecting that question from me. He nodded. “Yes, of course I’d be home today.” He squeezed my hand, leaning forward. “I know it’s hard to believe but I keep my promises. I gave you my words to perform my duties as your husband from now on and that certainly involves being at home with you when I don’t have to be at work.”My heart picked up that violent thudding. Every word, every action had my heart and soul pining for him. I nodded, settling back in the seat. He’d be sleeping in m
They say when something bad is about to happen, you get the signs beforehand. Well, I didn’t get the signs right then.The dream I woke up from starred a happy married couple diving in deep blue water and it was us. Me and Daniel. I didn’t remember much of the dream, but I recalled his midnight eyes and charming smile as he signed a ‘heart’ to me.I laid on my back and pressed a hand against the ache in my chest. As the fog of sleep blinked away, I realized it was too much to ask of him. He did not choose to get married to me, much less fall in love. Whatever chemistry we shared in bed was all I would get from him. For my part, I’d finally admitted to myself that I wouldn’t mind to be wife for as long as he behaved like a gentleman and not a spoiled asshole.It felt nice not to wake up to a horde of zombies dolling you up. From what it appeared Marianne did not invade my bedroom first thing in the morning. It could also be because of the hunk of a man sleeping next to me. We had ma