I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling the breeze on my face. The night was beautiful, and I could see the star-studded sky with a perfect moon. I remembered that it had been a while since I stood on the balcony like this. My busy schedule made me feel like my bones were about to fall apart one by one.
But I liked it. I loved my new activities that demanded so much attention. From the moment I woke up until I went to bed at night, that is if Cedric didn't act all cuddly and ask for more intimate moments.
"Joice, it's quite cold out here. You might get sick later."
I turned and found Cedric, my husband, walking towards me. He then wrapped a thick shawl around me and fixed my messy hair. Oh, did I forget to mention? This was another one of his hobbies; fixing my hair.
"Daydreaming again, huh?"
I smirked. "You think you know everything."
"It's usually like that. Daydreaming."
I playfully pinched his flat stomach, and Cedric winced. "Hey,
Cedric POVI really hate it when Krystal gets pushy. It's like there's no other day for her! Walking around in Washington DC after lunch is just insane! Not to mention, my phone keeps ringing non-stop. Glancing at it, her name keeps popping up again and again. She's so idle, isn't she? Plus, it's so unusual for her to ask for help, usually, she always handles her problems herself.In less than thirty minutes, I arrived at the café near her office. I parked in a hurry and rushed to meet Krystal. As soon as I got there, I could clearly see her sitting at one of the café tables facing her laptop. Krystal's choice of table is always quite noticeable.I think Krystal's whole world revolves around work. I actually feel sorry for her, but what can I do? She likes it that way. I can't stop her at all. Or maybe it's because of something that, well... I can't bring myself to say. I'm afraid it would make her even sadder.Just when I w
Oh, damn!Why is she here again? Oh my gosh, she looks so sexy! I swear, she was dressed appropriately at the office earlier! If I recall correctly, she was wearing a black blazer with long pants. But now? Wow!A black dress barely covering her thighs with an open back. Not to mention that incredibly low neckline. Her chest... looks so perfectly shaped! I look around, and she's alone. It's been a year since she started working with Krystal, focusing solely on the finance department, but I never suspected they could be so wicked. You can't catch someone like Anya so easily.She has two close friends always around her. They're never far and always following her every move.As I expected, not only is she hard to approach, but Anya also has very high standards for her life. I don't know why, but she's somewhat similar to Krystal. She likes things organized. No room for imperfections, even the sweetness level of her tea must be perfect. I've been reprimanded b
But behind her complaints, I can hear clearly that Anya admires Krystal greatly. It's like, after being teased by Krystal, Anya is praised. She even admits that Krystal is her role model. I just listen attentively.It didn't take long, and I arrived at her apartment's parking lot. Don't ask me how I know. I followed Anya home once before. Well, maybe I had some free time. But I was just curious about where she lived.As soon as I glanced, I already suspected that my job was not just driving her. I had to accompany her to her unit because she was in no condition to do it on her own. She kept rambling incoherently and walking unsteadily.And my choice was right. I didn't take advantage of the situation. I genuinely helped her. I don't want anything bad to happen to the girl I'm interested in. Right now, I'm closing myself off. There are more urgent matters to attend to than my feelings. I admit, she's caught my attention all this time.She doesn't make a fu
I am a lover of gentleness and caution. I don't like rushing or hurrying things. I always want to leave a profound impression, through whatever I can give. For example... a touch. Just like now.On her soft bed, a real Anya, who occupies a corner of my heart that I can approach just a little bit, lies there. Breathing heavily, her impatient eyes eagerly meet mine. Her sexy black dress is now abandoned on the floor. I left her with only a black lace bra and a thin sheet covering the area between her legs.No words can express how beautiful, sexy, and smooth her body is, which I now eagerly gaze upon. I record every inch of what I see, so that it will fill my memories, getting to know the most intimate things about Anya Joice.Clearly, there are red marks I left all over her body, especially on her chest. I wonder how her face will look when she wakes up and realizes. Her gaze is enough to make me flustered. As all the buttons on my shirt successfully came undone,
Finally, she became my wife.Happy? Don't even ask.I'm extremely happy. Though, well... there were a lot of dramas. It wasn't easy to be in Anya Joice's life, I admit that. Trying to win her heart turned my world upside down. There was always something wrong. If I had remembered that I still had a promise to Krystal, I might have spilled everything as soon as I found out that Anya was pregnant with my child.If I had revealed my true self then, I'm not sure my mission would have been executed perfectly. It wasn't about anyone's interests. Since I found out that there was a Blaxton heir inside her womb, I made Anya my top priority. But it wasn't that simple, you know?The situation at the office became quite tense. Even though it didn't come to the surface, I knew Krystal was angry about what happened. Eventually, I remained the Cedric that Anya knew. Staying by her side, even if she often pushed me away, slapped me, scolded me, and made me feel like givi
Our routine went back to normal. I drop Anya off and pick her up from work while I manage the cafe that I had entrusted to Daska. She's someone I trust, so thankfully, there weren't any major issues while I was away. Well, it's not like I completely left the cafe, just that I didn't wholeheartedly manage it anymore, that's the only difference.When it comes to work matters, I can't argue with Anya. She has valid reasons for choosing to continue her job. I know it hasn't been easy for her to reach this point. A week after we got married, I asked Anya to be more open with me, not just because we changed our status. No, I wanted our relationship to be like two people who need each other, filled with love and many prayers to keep us together.I wanted to be a friend she could trust completely. It didn't feel good when Anya got angry because I asked two of her friends to keep quiet about who I am until I reveal it myself. But in reality, it made Anya a bit skeptical, and sh
I accept my fate. I'm their personal chauffeur, but I do it willingly. Especially since Anya's smile hasn't faded at all. She looks so beautiful from the rearview mirror. The three of them are quite a remarkable trio. None of them are gentle when speaking, but like true friends, none of them ever leave each other's side.I'm so lucky that Anya has them.Do you still remember when I revealed my true identity at the office? During lunch, Doni pulled me aside. His eyes were red, a sign of how angry he was with me. I was prepared for the risks. What mattered most to me was that this was the right moment. At first, I didn't want many people to know who I really was.I rarely appear in public. Ever since I handed over all of my father's business and business meetings to Krystal, I've been behind the scenes, helping her out. I don't mind as long as my face doesn't become public knowledge.Who doesn't know Jonathan Blaxton? The successful businessman who chose to
"Are we there yet?"It hadn't even been five minutes since I covered her eyes with a handkerchief. Oh my gosh! Her lips were already making so much noise. But I finally understood one thing. Anya never played around when she said she was afraid of the dark. Not because of the darkness itself, but because she was afraid that when she opened her eyes, I wouldn't be there beside her.Her grip on my hand was tight. So, I whispered, "I'm right here, Joice. I won't leave you."Her breathing gradually steadied, but her lips couldn't stay still. I paid close attention to each step. I didn't want any debris left behind, but my fear was justified. If Anya were to fall, it wouldn't just be dangerous for her, but also for Baby. They were my top priorities in life now. To put it simply, my life and death revolved around the two of them."Cedric," she said with a slightly trembling voice."I'll always be beside you." I whispered softly."Whe
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