My mother had had me when she was eighteen—a single mom who had faced countless struggles because she had a child so young. I know that for most of my life, I've had the financial backing of my father's family, but those early years of poverty, hunger, and loneliness were memories that hadn't faded.
My feet pounded against the floor rhythmically, and my heart raced. I had finally done it—I’d finally gotten a promotion at work, and Andrew, my fiancé, was the first person who needed to know. Walking down the hallway, I clutched my briefcase tightly, grateful that no one else was around. They’d th
Yesterday morning, I’d woken up with the man I loved, chatting about how excited we were for the wedding of our dreams. This morning, I woke up in a cheap hotel room with my eyes swollen from crying so much. There would be no wedding, no happy ending for me, no family I had dreamed of. I was left wi
I could bring up an endless list of humiliating incidents involving my family, such as the time I came to this house to kneel before my father for money for my mother's treatment, and the time Amanda and her mother gave me a box of used and torn clothes because I "needed to dress better."But asking
I was in a fog of pleasure that I didn't want to emerge from. Kisses were traded back and forth, and the caresses on my bare legs moved up and down. I writhed among the white sheets, enjoying the warmth of the man on top of me. I didn't want this to ever end."You're beautiful, Marianne," he whisper
It was nice to have a friend who cared about me. Jenna confirmed that by letting me sleep on her sofa until I found a place to rent. I would have to stretch my budget and wait for my new salary at the end of the month to have a decent sum. It wasn’t that I was terrible with finances, but rather that
As I had been a virgin up until recently, the embarrassment I felt from having a drinking and bed partner was still new to me. It was worth noting that I hadn't exactly planned to sleep with my new boss, and it was also worth noting that my immediate reaction was to lower my gaze to the ground and s
Lucius was still engrossed in the many documents spread out on the table. He was marking them up with his pen as he analyzed them, and I could see a smirk on his lips. His lips were very expressive, as were his eyes."I'm not a postgraduate, nor do I think I need to be addressed so formally. It look
My mother had had me when she was eighteen—a single mom who had faced countless struggles because she had a child so young. I know that for most of my life, I've had the financial backing of my father's family, but those early years of poverty, hunger, and loneliness were memories that hadn't faded.
He was staring at me a lot."What are you looking at? Haven't you had enough of staring at me since we were kids?" I teased him."I'll never get tired of looking at you," he replied.I couldn't help but smile at that. How could he be so sweet?"Well, since you've given up on that ridiculous wedding,
I unhooked my bra, wanting to be more comfortable, and I began playing with my nipples. He noticed and kissed his way back up to them, sucking on each one in turn. It was even better as he didn't stop using his fingers, thrusting them in and out of me. However, he hadn't looked me in the eye since I
I hadn't woken up this morning planning to test Lawrence's patience, let alone end up kissing him like this. But the way he held me tightly against his body, the way our tongues danced wildly together, had me teetering on the edge.I had no idea he was such a good kisser nor that he was so skilled a
"Hello, Emma. It's nice to hear from you too..." I answered, feeling utterly drained."I want an explanation now, Lawrence," she snapped.Honestly, my brain wasn't functioning well enough for riddles at this moment."Who is 'she'? How are we making fun of you?" I asked, confused.I heard a frustrate
The best treatment and care at home—that was what my father was receiving. But no matter how much money was spent or how excellent the medical attention was, it wouldn't save him. In the end, money could only buy the material things. It couldn't replace a body destined for death.I was so disturbed
Lawrence Lewis's P.O.VWhen I got engaged to Emma and put the distance between me and Sara that I should have enforced all along, I never expected this. Out of all the scenarios I had predicted, what had actually happened was never one of them. I tried to chalk up what happened in that dark closet t
“How do you know Emma?” I asked.I’d noticed that Jason usually answered my questions without beating around the bush. He wasn’t one for exaggerations—at least, not in his professional demeanor. But this time, he hesitated, and I saw his hands grip the steering wheel uneasily.“From one of my previo
I was never a jealous woman. Experience had taught me that cheating depended entirely on the cheater. But right now, my jealousy was clawing its way up from the depths of my gut because three possibilities were gnawing at me.First, Lawrence and Emma were engaged for convenience. Their relationship