I insist on stopping by the bakery later. How can I go to Cedric's house without bringing anything? That would be so impolite! During the elevator ride down to the basement where my car is parked, I ask a lot of questions about what his mother likes. Even though Cedric said it's not necessary, I believe it is essential.I mean, come on! How can a woman be introduced officially, with a not-so-flat belly, and not bring anything? I'm not crazy, right?!"Okay, okay. We'll stop by, alright. Your strictness is getting worse," I grumble in annoyance."Strictness or sweetness?" Cedric teases."Yesterday, I said 'balance', Joice. Balanced."I give up arguing with Cedric. "My mother likes cheese brownies. Let's buy them, and find a store that's already open." Cedric allows me to step out first, but as soon as I do, I realize this isn't the basement."We still have one more floor, Cedric.""Here, Joice."I furrow my brows. "My car is in the basement, you know."He just smiles. His fingers slip i
When Krystal gave me the warmest smile, I couldn't turn away. I hid my anger towards Cedric and put on the fiercest face I could muster. I disguised myself perfectly, even though my heart wanted to explode with all the thoughts in my head."Anya, I'm sure you were very surprised when Cedric just told you about this, right?"I knew exactly what my beautiful boss meant. I nodded quietly."But I'm also sure that he already told you the reason behind it, didn't he?"From my seat in her luxurious car, Cedric did tell me everything. Especially the reason why he kept it a secret. At first, he didn't want to reveal his identity, except later, after we got officially married. Cedric was furious because of Sarman's slight push that triggered his anger last Monday. All of Sarman's deception in front of the other top executives was exposed, and Cedric officially revealed his identity. Only I, yes, I, didn't know who he was. Even though Sarman was arrested not at the office but at the airport, Ced
"Anya is so clueless, it's like she's on cloud nine. It's so annoying! Can I yank her hair? I mean, can you do that to a pregnant woman?" Dona said, barely finishing her sentence before Naomi landed a heavy punch on her head."Dammit, Naomi!""Don't be so rude! Geez! Do you want your foul language to reach the baby?!" Naomi scolded.Dona then gently, albeit grudgingly, caressed my belly. "I'm sorry, Aunt Dona, okay? Your mommy can be a bit... difficult. She needs to be straightened out. Let's just be mad at Aunt Naomi instead. She's the harsh one, too aggressive."Naomi sneered while I immediately moved Dona's hand away from my belly, although she got a sharp flick from me. "Hurry up! You wanted to tell a story, right? I'm getting sleepy!" I said impatiently.Instead of sleeping, we ended up having a long pillow talk, something we hadn't done in ages. After leaving Cedric's grand house, they arrived not long after. I was sure Cedric must have messa
I had already thought about these steps and thoughts in case anything went wrong. I didn't see it as a risk at all. I had already started to accept that this was the path I was going to take - with Cedric and the baby. It was more than enough for me.I no longer thought about material things or economic imbalances. No, I had let go of that thought, and I don't even remember when. In my mind, Cedric would surely fight for us, just like he said he would. I believed in him and his determination to make sure he wouldn't be underestimated in his efforts.But now?Everything has vanished.And I missed my Cedric the day before that fateful Saturday. Yes, I called it a fateful Saturday because it was the day when Cedric unmasked himself. Everything I had in mind about our future together with Cedric disappeared. It was overshadowed by disappointment and anger that enveloped me. Being deceived hurts."The bag," he said, extending his hand towards me. I inte
For three days, I ignored, avoided, and disregarded Cedric, I don't care what you call it. The point is, I treated him as if he didn't exist, even though he never left my side. He sticks to me at the office like a leech, always following me around as if deliberately showing everyone that I belong to him.No one is allowed to get close, and I think now even Henry feels more hesitant around me. I'm okay with that. It's actually a relief not to have extra burdens on my mind. Our interactions are limited to work-related matters only, nothing more. Even the messages and calls that used to be frequent are now nonexistent.I think what happened on Monday really made Henry realize who he's dealing with when he approaches me. Maybe. I don't care to inquire further. I'm still unwilling to face Cedric right now."What do you want to eat, Joice?"We've arrived at the apartment. I didn't speak throughout the journey back, just like the days before. He chatted away, an
I saw that Cedric didn't divert his gaze anywhere else."Oh, I see. I'm not attractive anymore, right? My belly must be getting bigger," I said teasingly."N-No, it's not like that." Cedric took a step closer without hesitation. "Oh my goodness! Are you doing this on purpose or what?"I looked at him with a confused look, though my heart wanted to burst out laughing. "Doing what on purpose? I don't understand." As I reached the edge of the bathtub, I sat down, making myself comfortable. "Hurry up, Cedric. I'll get cold."Cedric rolled up his shirt sleeves. Occasionally, he let out a soft sigh. He grabbed the shower hose at the edge of the bathtub and started washing my hair gently. I tilted my head back slightly, closing my eyes. I felt the soft touch of Cedric's fingers on my scalp."You haven't answered my question, Cedric." The warm water flowed gently over my scalp, and the sound of dripping water filled the air."Which one?""I'm
I feel just like a death row inmate who can't turn back! All because of Cedric! He had to change our destination. Instead of going to the apartment, we ended up at his house! Just because he received a dinner invitation from his mother.Getting angry would be pointless. I was flustered because I felt underdressed. Too casual and, well... just not right! I was wearing a knee-length cotton dress with long sleeves, adorned with a bright yellow flower print. I wore a thin scarf as an accessory to cover the traces of Cedric still lingering there.My stomach wasn't too noticeable, probably because I opted for a loose but comfortable dress. As for my shoes, Cedric had replaced them with ones more accommodating for pregnant women. Whatever. Now, my top priority was making sure Baby was comfortable and my ears were at peace without this increasingly talkative man's scolding. Unfortunately, I've already fallen for him. Annoying, isn't it?Oh, back to the sudden issue of g
I wanted to laugh but held it back. The tone of his mother's voice changed, sounding like she was cornering me because of her son, I ended up wanting to drink cola. True, isn't it? That's the reality."But you're okay, right?"Again, I shook my head."Take care of your pregnancy, Anya."I blinked softly. This time, his deep and brief voice dominated the room. Since I entered; the solemn handshake, the greeting, the small talk, and even killing the uneasy feeling for not bringing anything except my body, Jonathan Blaxton didn't say much.It was only now that he mentioned something about my pregnancy. Even then, he didn't shift his gaze anywhere. He remained focused on the dish in front of him. I fell silent for a moment, digesting his words. It seemed stern and rigid, but for some reason, a warm breeze began to seep into my heart, which was so thirsty for parental attention."Yes, sir. I'm taking good care of myself.""Must be. Papa's
I was just about to be hit by a pleasurable wave. A wave I had been waiting for and was sure would be amazing, even though it was just using his hands and tongue. But I admit, Cedric really had a knack for rendering me powerless with just those two parts of his body. What if he entered me with his manhood?No words could describe the ecstasy that was building."Waiting for something?"My breaths were slightly ragged; my face was probably already flushed with passion. Given what I was experiencing in this state of anticipation, I spoke with a pleading tone. "I'm waiting for you to enter me, honey."Through the corner of my eye, I saw Cedric smirk ever so slightly. "So, this is what you get, honey."The sheets I lay on were utterly messed up. My hands clenched again, especially when Cedric's manhood pushed into my womanhood. I couldn't tell if I was too tight or if Cedric was just getting larger.It felt full and tight."H
Slowly but surely, I play with Cedric's penis. Creating wet traces there. Repeatedly. Moving like a child who's given their favorite lollipop. Several times, I also suck on the tip of Cedric's manhood.Feeling how Cedric's taste fills my mouth. The first time I did this, it felt strange. But as time goes on, I've become addicted. Sometimes, I intentionally make Cedric release himself in my mouth.Because I know... our second session is going to be way wilder than the first. That's also why I want to experience it again."Oh, Joice! You're getting really skilled at sucking, babe." Cedric starts to get restless; I can tell. Occasionally, his hand strokes my cheek, sometimes reaching for my hair and holding it in a grip. I think he also doesn't want our activity to be disrupted by my hair. With his other hand, Cedric squeezes my breast, though I can't really feel the squeeze.I guess it's because Cedric is more focused on the core of his body that I'm curren
"Instead of feeling your kiss without being allowed to kiss back, how about using your mouth to unbutton my shirt?" he suggests, and I quickly nod in agreement. Cedric slightly shifts his sitting position to get more comfortable. Then, he resigns himself to what I'm about to do.One by one, I undo the buttons of his black shirt. Just as he asked; using my mouth. I also use my fingertips to gently graze his skin with a deliberate rhythm. On purpose. It's not just him who knows how to raise body temperature with passion. I can do it too.And I won't waste this ability of mine to please him. They say that making your husband happy is one of the things that adds to the joy of married life. Besides, after our lovemaking session later, Cedric won't stop praising me. Who wouldn't be happy to be praised by their own husband?As soon as his shirt buttons are all undone, Cedric's body shape remains unchanged. I guess my husband really takes care of himself with a lot of w
Putting on a soft perfume around the nape of my neck is the final part of my preparation to welcome Cedric. I glance at the clock – it's been ten minutes since he went to the kids' room. Such a fleeting moment to get myself ready. The click of the door makes me stop what I'm doing at the vanity table. I grab the kimono-shaped pajama I casually hung up to greet him.When we come face to face, Cedric looks at me with a furrowed brow."Why... are you in your pajamas? Didn't you check the gift I left for you earlier?"I smile and close the distance between us. I made sure to lock the bedroom door, just in case Zain suddenly opens it or Zennita walks in without permission.I still remember what happened a few years ago when Cedric was right on top of me, but I quickly pushed him away because Zain was at the door. He asked, "What's Papa doing in there?"Since that day, the door hasn't escaped my attention. Even though they've grown up
Having two kids is fun. I believe that. Especially when you have a partner like Cedric, who's always ready and available whenever I need him. Though I can't deny, the fear before childbirth stressed me out big time. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to open my eyes and greet Zain and Cedric anymore. Also, my other family members: Krystal, Dona, Naomi, and my little brother Jacob.Our relationship is getting better and, well... the past is truly behind us. Even if I wanted to bring it up, there's nothing I can do now except accept it. Sometimes, with Cedric by my side, I visit Mother's grave. The nagging questions in my heart about why she left me when I was a child have lessened."Mommy!"I close my eyes briefly. The voice of Zennita, my youngest daughter, fills the kitchen. Her face is flushed with annoyance. Clearly, Zain is right behind her, chasing her with a superhero mask on. Zennita is now 5 years old – an age that demands a lot of my energy to keep u
a few years later"Hey, Champ. What are you up to?"My movement playing Mario Bros paused. I looked up briefly and saw a man in a black shirt. He looked well-dressed and quite classy. Who is he?"Playing a game, sir."He chuckled. Confusing me. Was something wrong?"Do I look like a 'sir' to you?"I grinned and blushed a bit. "Not really.""Well, don't call me 'sir' then. I'm too old for that."We both ended up laughing. He seemed like a nice and friendly person. I was still in my gray school uniform, suddenly feeling quite impressed. Who was he?"You must be Andrew, right?"Oh... I became cautious. Did he know me? Where from? I felt like I had never met this man before. It couldn't be that at my age I was getting kidnapped, right? Thank goodness Dad had me take self-defense classes. At least I could escape if he suddenly acted suspiciously. But I had to punch his fairly handsome face first."I'm Nelson. Yo
I thoroughly enjoy the attention of my two mothers at home. Mommy and Mami Keira. The house is bustling with activity now. Every weekend, Mommy pays a visit. She cooks together with Mami Keira, although I know they both try to become close to each other. Andrew says Mommy doesn't want to miss an opportunity to accompany her beloved daughter-in-law. On the other hand, Mami Keira adds, "Keep me company, Soffia. Take care of Andrew and Krystal. They're both so busy. I'm all alone."Clearly, this makes my husband even more elated. He says, "There's nothing that brings me more happiness than having both my mother’s here. I love them."Then... which part of my heart doesn't belong to him? I'm reminded of what Grandpa Jordy said that day."One day you'll understand why Grandpa wanted you to be Andrew's partner."Grandpa was right. He was a good man. Very good, actually. How respectful he was toward the two women often present in the house. He held them in
I don't know why I'm going through my days with such enthusiasm. Despite the doctor's frequent warnings for me to be more careful. To me, it seems exaggerated. All the meetings and encounters with new business partners, all sabotaged by Cedric without exception. I'm truly fine with that, and I'm only learning how my brother reaches a consensus.Truly, Cedric is the one who should be in control of BlaxtonExpress.Three months have passed since that incident. Several times, I've accompanied Andrew to the intense hearings because Phillip won't give up easily. He's put in every effort, which is dragging Daddy Jackson further into it. My husband predicted this. Entrapping Phillip wasn't merely about presenting evidence, but also about strategy.Andrew is clever at fending off Phillip's arguments and promptly presenting the additional evidence demanded until the older man loses. Truly loses. Daddy Jackson, on the other hand, never complicates the course of the trial.
It's been three days, and Andrew still hasn't opened his eyes. In contrast, Jacob has regained consciousness and is already in the recovery phase. He mentioned that he doesn't like lying down for too long, even though Jacob's condition is just as concerning. Two bullets lodged in his body. I can't express enough how grateful we are or how real the power of God feels in this situation.Besides his back, the bullets also hit Jacob's shoulder. His body is covered in bandages, there are bruises on his face, but he's already up and about in the hospital. He's doing this not just for me, even though it's unnecessary. Andrew's trusted men are taking turns to watch over him. I earnestly ask Jacob to focus more on his own recovery.And my words are only heard when my brother speaks. Looking defeated, he retreats to his room after expressing his anger and cursing Doni, of course."If that bastard doesn't end up in jail for a long time, I'll personally take care of him, Mr