For some reason, Weston was particularly gentle that night. Like any other hot-blooded man, Weston would turn savage when he was engrossed in lust and desire. Perhaps it was akin to a primal instinct, but in those passionate moments, he would completely lose all rationality as he plundered and looted no holds barred.No matter how much he cared about Stella’s feelings and tried to be careful, he would be absolutely unrestrained and even beastly at the peak of his pleasure.But that night, as he pinned her against the bathroom wall, Stella could feel a streak of warm tenderness amidst his ferocity. He placed his large hand on her flat belly, and the warmth from his hand flowed continuously onto her skin, partially shielding her from the cold tiles on the wall. Stella pressed her against his chest while the front of her body clung to the icy wall, creating a stark contrast of fiery passion on one side and chilling hardness on the other.“Gently, please…” she begged after a whi
“It’s late at night over here,” Roger told Stella. “We’re just about to sleep. I wanted to give you a call before going to bed. You just got up, didn’t you?”Stella nodded. She scrutinized the screen and noticed that Roger seemed a lot thinner than when she last saw him.“Have you lost some weight?” she asked, brows knitted in concern. “Have you been eating well lately?”“No,” Roger answered reluctantly, not wishing to worry Stella. “I’m probably still getting used to this new environment. I’ll be fine in a couple of days.”Stella sighed.“You must take good care of yourself!” she reminded him. “Oh, by the way, you do know how to cook, don’t you? Try to eat home-cooked meals as much as possible, okay? And even if you don’t like the local food, try not to skip meals…”“Oh,” Roger smiled wryly. “Don’t worry about that. Even if I cook for myself, there’ll always be a freeloader who always comes over begging for food.”“Good!” Stella laughed. She instantly caught on that he was refe
Downstairs. As Stella was walking down the stairs, she heard the housekeeper reporting to Wendy. “After Mr. Ford left last night, he never returned…” Wendy sat before the dining table, playing with Zack in her arms. She said without a hitch in her expression, “Did he call this morning?” “Yes, he did…” The housekeeper shook her head with a distressed face. “He did call, but he said…” “What did he say?” “He said he won’t be coming back to eat or to stay the night during this period…” Wendy sneered. “Whatever.” He was willing to stay away from home for Guinevere Cohen. The housekeeper did not want to make any unnecessary comments about their family matters. She simply stood silently at a side. Warren was also at the dining table, a rare occurrence for him, and he was sipping on his tea, “It’s probably because I let Ella stay at the Ford Manion last night, and he feels upset with the both of us.” Despite her anger, Wendy remained respectful in face of her own father
Perhaps, he really thought that she was willing to be Zack’s stepmother, which made him keep kissing that soft flesh on her tummy when he went wild last night. Stella was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn’t even notice when Warren left the table. Wendy fed Zack his bottle and asked Stella, “Ella, why aren’t you eating? Is the food not to your liking?” Stella snapped back to attention. “No, it tastes very good…” She resumed eating her breakfast. Wendy was keen enough to spot the hickeys on Stella’s neck. Although Stella tried very hard to hide the marks, they were still evident as she moved. Wendy herself had been passionately in love with Chris before and naturally could understand what things were like between her and Weston. She smirked to herself but didn’t say anything further. A while later. The housekeeper came in and whispered something into Wendy’s ears. Wendy’s face changed. “Why is she here?” The housekeeper simply stood at the side and remained
Nobody expected Weston to appear. At that time, he should have been working in his office. Yet here he was at the Ford Mansion. As though he only had eyes for Stella, he made a beeline for her and whispered tender words into her ears, without a single care for Guinevere who was standing right there. Guinevere mumbled, “Weston…” She didn’t expect him to return so suddenly. She was still speaking aggressively and fiercely to Stella just a minute ago, and now she was at a loss at how to collect herself. Wendy was still in a daze as Zack kicked in her arms, yelping, “Ah! Ah!” The milk bottle was tilted at an angle such that he could not drink the remainder of the milk. Wendy snapped back to attention and tilted the bottle so that he could continue drinking. “Weston, why are you back so suddenly?” Weston sat down next to Stella and said, “I head out just to settle some urgent matters. She’s still here; I won’t go anywhere.” His bias was clear for all to see. Wendy smiled
Having had enough of the show playing out before her, Stella stood up. “I have something that needs attending to. Please excuse me.” She could tell that Guinevere was clearly unfamiliar with caring for Zack and was just putting on a show of motherly affection. Just that, to her dismay, the charade was a tragic failure. Although she enjoyed watching Guinevere make a fool of herself, she didn’t want to waste her time. Weston stood up along with her. At the sight of both of them leaving, Guinevere subconsciously grabbed Weston’s arm. “Weston…” She looked at his side profile as her eyes ached with unshed tears. “You previously promised me that you’d bring Zack and me overseas for a holiday. Will you still keep your promise?” Stella halted in her footsteps but did not turn back to look. Her arms were by her side, and her fists clenched up slightly. She stood there for a moment longer before leaving without so much as looking back. That was between the two of them. Whatev
Stella didn’t want to respond to him. However, she was locked in his embrace and had her face cupped between his hands. She had no choice but to stare right back into his deep, dark eyes. “Weston, let me down…” He lifted her chin. “You’re still angry. How can I let you go yet?” Stella squirmed in discomfort under his hot, brazen stare. She turned her face away and insisted, “I’m not angry.” “Are you sure about that?” Weston pinched her chin harder and forced her to look back into his eyes. “Liar, one more charge against you.” With that, he leaned in closer to Stella’s lips. That fresh and familiar scent of his was an invasion of her olfactory senses. It was the smell of his aftershave, perhaps mixed with a faint scent of tobacco from his menthol cigarettes. It didn’t smell bad, though. The warm gust of air from his nose and mouth lingered on her skin, numbing her wherever it touched. Stella tried to avoid his touch and furrowed her brows. “Let’s get on the road. S
That was why even though there was completely no one around, he liked seeing her playing a timid game of hide-and-seek. Stella gradually realized that something was wrong. She could only hear Weston’s footsteps and nothing else. She poked her head out again and saw something familiar upon exiting the elevator. “This is the apartment we came to previously?” Weston didn’t reply to her. He finally her down after entering the apartment. Weston’s oversized jacket slipped off and revealed her shoulders, further emphasizing how petite she was. “Why did you bring me here?” Weston pulled her toward the doorway and recorded her facial features and fingerprints in the security system. “From now on, you’ll be staying here.” Stella looked dazedly at his deft movements. “Are I supposed to stay in Stardust Mansion?” “That’s our home. This place is nearer to Ahn City, and it’ll be better for you to stay here over the weekends. We can always go back to Stardust Mansion over the week
Stella had rarely ever woken up before him.He had always been terrifyingly strong, but their lovemaking last night must have consumed a lot of his energy, leaving him so tired that he was still sound asleep.She stared at him and suddenly felt like doing something naughty. She pinched his nose and held her fingers there, trying to suffocate him. Unsurprisingly, he soon knitted his handsome brows and quickly woke up.He was surprised to see her mesmerizing eyes as soon as he woke up, which made him pause. He then took her hand into his and kissed it again and again.“Are you okay?” he asked with concern, remembering how wildly he ravaged her last night.She had only been willing to be intimate with him because she was under the influence of a drug, yet he had taken advantage of her and had his way with her over and over again last night.Stella did not speak. Seeing her like that made his expressions turn a little colder. He fell silent for a long time before he got up and sl
The moment Stella saw him, she flew into his arms and clambered onto his body. She kissed him again and again, trying to search for his breath so she could explore his body even deeper. All she wanted was to let him extinguish the fire burning inside her.Half an hour had passed, and the effect of the drug on her body was its strongest now.Weston swallowed his saliva. Without any hesitation, he pinned her against the bathroom mirror and kissed her vehemently on her face, her shoulders, then her neck.Stella could not stop herself from letting out loud moans. The sounds she produced only drove Weston wilder. Even the corners of his eyes began to turn red now.Luckily, there was still a thread of reason in his mind. He pushed her away and, while panting heavily, asked her, “Who am I, Stella?”But Stella’s mind was occupied with her primal urges. She ignored his question and grabbed his shirt collar, saying, “Let’s do it…” The sight of her filled Weston with a desire to just give
Weston paused, then simply replied, “Okay.”When he saw her changing into a pair of high heels, he followed her around and asked, “Where are you going?”“Oh, to a private concert.”Then she added, “If you’re going to spend the night here tonight, then please take care of Elias and Emma. But if you have to leave, I’ll ask Roger to come over instead.”“Don’t worry,” he said. “Just go out and enjoy yourself. I’ll be at home and take good care of the kids.”Stella paused suddenly, feeling inexplicably weird about what Weston had just said. It sounded like she was forcing him to stay at home and take care of the kids while she went out to have fun without a care in the world. She turned around to look at Weston, feeling like he was acting like a poor neglected housewife.She shook her head and tried to shake this terrifying thought out of her mind.When they arrived at the concert, Hayden offered his arm to her like a gentleman. They then walked into the private concert together, w
Stella’s words rendered Weston speechless. She was right. He had been the one to agree to let Stella date other people, so he must seem like a fool saying all those things to her.He withdrew his hands and forced himself to calm down a little. “I have no intention to stand in your way,” he told Stella. “I was only worried about Elias and Emma. Since they’re also here, I think you need to take their feelings into consideration.”The children could sense the strained atmosphere between the adults, so they just waited patiently on the couch with Roger, occasionally poking their heads out to look at their parents.Seeing his kids like that, Weston slowly added, “I’m only here to see the kids, so both of you can go ahead with your date.”Stella said nothing and just took Hayden’s hand and left.When they got downstairs, Hayden glanced at her and asked, “Are you sure you want to just leave him like that?”“I don’t know,” Stella massaged the point between her brows. “I’m not sure wh
Hayden Quirk arrived half an hour earlier than Stella did on their first date.“You’re much earlier than I expected,” he joked as Stella walked in.Stella was actually on time, but she still felt a little guilty when she saw him already waiting for her when she arrived.“The traffic is terrible today,” she said.“Don’t worry about it,” Hayden said, handing her the menu. “Mr. Ford expected me to wait for you for at least an hour.”“I seriously don’t know what you guys are up to,” she grumbled, exasperated, “but I hope it will at least be over soon. Just don’t drag it out and cause me any trouble.”She ordered a few dishes, then handed the menu back to him. Hayden took it from her, ordered a few more signature dishes that the restaurant was popular for, then looked at Stella with a faint smile.“Did you think this is all just a joke?” he asked.“What else could it be?”“I am serious about this,” he told her, his voice suddenly turning grave. “Since even Mr. Ford agreed that we s
Weston raised his eyebrows at Ben’s words. “But he’s divorced. He has an ex-wife.”“What’s wrong with having an ex-wife?”Ben found Weston’s comment strange. “This man has good qualities. Upon investigation, he has a very good personality too. He was an active member during college. He also has an amazingly beautiful resume. It’s normal that a man like him has been married before… Besides, hasn’t Ms. Sealey been married before herself? She even has two children.”Weston’s expression turned cold at once. “Are you discriminating against her?”“I’m not.”Weston said, “Or do you think she can only find a divorced man for her second marriage?”Ben panicked. “I wouldn’t dare!”With Weston’s ridiculous amount of nitpicking, they could find no one that would match Stella.Hayden sat beside and quietly reviewed Weston’s latest psychological health report. As he turned the page, he suddenly said, “I’m actually a little interested in Ms. Sealey.”Hayden laughed a little and turned to Wes
Stella opened her eyes and shot Weston a cold look. Then, she turned her head the other way.Weston did not touch her again. He knew she was probably angry with him, so he stayed silent.A few moments later, he reminded her, “Don’t be angry. That man is unreliable.”Stella propped her chin in her palm. “And what does that have to do with you?”Weston pursed his lips, setting his jaw in a tight line. He said, “I’ve promised to stop pestering you. It’ll be a promise. I’m fine with seeing you with another man, but at least find someone who makes me feel at ease.”“Why do I need your approval when I’m just looking for a date?” Stella found his words funny. “You’re just my ex-husband. Don’t you think you care too much?”Weston rubbed his brow, and his voice suddenly went cold. “If you don’t want me to keep pestering you like I just did, maybe you should listen to me.”Stella questioned, “Are you threatening me?”“No. I’m suggesting.”Stella was lost for words. Then, she suddenly
Stella froze for a moment when she heard the voice. When she turned around, she saw that Weston had appeared behind her at some point.Weston stared at the man behind Stella with a cold gaze and an icy aura around him. Weston had always emitted a strong aura around him. Anyone who saw him would immediately be terrified because of his intimidating aura.The man froze for a moment at Weston’s sudden appearance. He took a step back and quickly steadied himself before greeting Weston, “Mr. Ford.”He still had the same calm and gentle look. “I’m sending Miss Cicily back.”“I know. Don’t ever show up in front of her again,” Weston told him. “You don’t have to send her back. Stay away from her.”It would be a little inappropriate for the man to act a fool at Weston’s straightforwardness, so he tugged at his collar and asked Weston with a polite smile, “Mr. Ford, you should give me a reason, shouldn’t you? I’m having a good time with Miss Cicily.”“You’re the one who thinks she’s having
Stella smiled. It seemed like he had come prepared.Stella enjoyed chatting with the man. He was sincere and introduced himself properly as soon as they started chatting.The man was also a pianist and came from a scholarly family. Although not super wealthy, he was doing considerably well in the middle class. Stella would not need to worry about the quality of life with him, but that was about it. She certainly could not live a luxurious life.Stella had a good impression of him. She also talked to him a little more about piano music.Stella twirled her hair and smiled. She told him with a nice voice, “I’m sure Roger has already told you about my situation.”“I know.”The man looked at her gently and set the coffee in front of her. He said to her, “I’m very interested in you. I think we’re very suitable for each other. Our living standards nowadays have improved quite a bit. Not many look for a partner purely because of material qualities. People with emotional needs will search