DanielI stayed outside the bathroom while she cried under the shower. If she really thought I wouldn't hear her heartbreaking sobs then she couldn't be more wrong. She was fierce when angry, irresistible when turned on and fucking baby when she sobbed. But the most annoying of her traits so far had been her stubbornness. It was no longer her decision to decide if she needed me or not. I couldn't just let her suffer alone. So, I set the water bottle on the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed and waited impatiently for her to get out of the bathroom. After what felt like the most anxious few minutes of my life, she finally emerged, with her curls pulled back in a ponytail and a towel wrapped around her middle. She stopped by the door when spotted me sitting on our bed, waiting for her. Her eyes were red and puffy and her nose had a reddish tint as she rubbed them with her small fist, looking down at her bare feet. Too much cuteness. I was smitten by her and I didn't know why m
I woke up in the middle of the night thirsty and came face to face with my husband. He wasn't sleeping, instead he was studying my face as if I was a mystery to him."Sorry, did my creepy stare wake you up?" He asked, stroking my collarbone with his fingers softly. I was acutely aware of my nakedness under the sheets. He exhibited his gloriously naked torso as if it wasn't the most irresistible sight to wake up to in the middle of the night."Were you being creepy again?" I moved to my side to face him and yawned.He moved closer to me and rolled me on top of his body. "No, I was watching my wife while she slept like a baby. It's called admiring.""But it's still creepy to stare at someone while they are sleeping." I folded my arms over his chest, loving the feel of his heartbeats against mine. We had never spent a night in our bed talking before. It was certainly the first."You're annoyingly right about that." He groaned, running his thumb over my dry lips. "Do you have a punishment
The next morning I woke up to the smell of freshly baked pancakes and waffles. It was strange because my breakfast usually contained sad greens and coffee. I gathered the sheet around my naked body and disappeared into the bathroom. When I walked into the kitchen dressed and showered, he was staring into the fridge with a frown on his face. "Do you never cook a meal?" "Marianne has put me on a strict diet. No carbs and limited calories per day." I shrugged, circling the island and stepping behind him. He smelled deliciously masuline, and he was only wearing gray sweatpants, exhibiting his muscled build. I had never seen him this closely during the day and I couldn't disagree on the fact that I wanted to see him like that every single morning. "I thought you'd leave in the morning." "No, I canceled all my meetings for today. Why does Marianne have to decide what you should eat?" His eyes scanned me head to toe. I'd put on my shorts, a tank top and walked barefoot to relax my sore fe
As promised Daniel didn't ghost me the next day and to make it even more surprising he was home early. I was incredibly nervous and excited to share my very first dinner at home with my husband like a normal couple. I had even tried to perfect his taste in Italian cuisine and didn't miss any of his favorite dishes. I'd chosen a beautiful white dress and set the table in the backyard, beside the magnificent pool. His eyes lit up when he found me there. "I hope I didn't overdo it?" I tucked a curly strand behind my ear and smiled at him, a little coy. He shrugged off his suit jacket and draped it at the back of his chair then regarded me with a soft look on his face. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to his chest, placing a lingering kiss on the top of my head. "Did you prepare all this alone?""Yes and no." I unhooked the tie around his neck and pulled it over his head, then opened the top two buttons of his black shirt. He looked both tired and relaxed. "Nathan helped me
DanielI was spiraling out of control. There were no excuses this time. I had decided to spend time with my wife of free will. I needed to be there with her, feel her touch against my skin and hear her voice. And maybe, it was due to the fact that I had finally met the real woman behind her gold digger facade. The woman leaning her back against my chest while the warm bubbling water lapped around our joined bodies, was surely someone new and exciting. It felt as if I had met my wife for the first time since our marriage. She was slowly working her way into the empty space of my blackened heart and that made me restless. I didn't want that but it was already happening and I had to turn that raw, fragile feeling into something else. Lust and craving. I turned her around in my arms, her small frame easily getting consumed within my embrace. I needed to get rid of the warm and fuzzy feeling starting to form in my heart every time she looked into my eyes. So, I did what I knew could cove
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
My dad was no more. I had to accept that and move on. The only problem was - I didn't know how. All the memories came back to me as constant nightmares over the next few days. And it was good to have Daniel wrap me in his warmth whenever my heart turned cold. He held me as I cried and took care of my grieving self. On the day of the funeral he stood by my side along with his entire family. He took care of the burial arrangements and the service. I was thankful that someone was there for me to handle things for me. I had Daniel.After the service my husband took me home and prepared a warm bath for me. And as I stripped naked right in front of him, he watched me leaning against the door frame. In that moment I didn't see lust and desire in eyes, it was love. It was definitely love when he walked up to me and stood behind me, watching my sad, somber face through the mirror and then tilted my chin to make me look into his eyes. "You don't have to hide your pain from me, Lily. I'm here
Daniel’s POVIt wasn’t until I walked into Vincent’s hospital room that the seriousness of the situation hit me. To my utter shame, it was the first time I was visiting him in person. I knew from the beginning that he was suffering from some kind of fatal illness but I never really bothered to go in depth. In my arrogant mind, I had always considered his medical condition a sham that his daughter used to marry a billionaire. I couldn’t be more wrong.Nathan greeted me with a dull face. I squeezed his shoulder as a gesture of gratitude for being there for Lily in my absence. He’d informed me how Lily didn’t take the news well and since then my heart had been aching for her. I glanced at my wife sitting by her father’s bed, her head placed on the bed beside his head. “She hasn’t spoken a word since morning,” Nathan said.I nodded at him and walked over to the small figure hunched over her father’s side. A dying man in his late fifties. Vincent was gaunt and the color of his hospital-gre
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
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
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.“
"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
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
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
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,