EvelynWarning: Mature and Sexual content ahead.We ended up in my room; Slamming the door shut, Jacob's strong arms lifted me, my legs instinctively wrapping around his hips. My hands remained around his neck as I pulled him for a kiss, wanting to be as close as possible to satisfy the urge of friction. Our lips collided, hungry and desperate. We succumbed to the fire between us. Losing each other in the fog of desires. Jacob lowered me onto the bed, his lips trailing from mine to my neck. His kisses were relentless, leaving a trail of desire in their wake. A loud moan escaped my lips as he found that sensitive spot below my ear, his tongue teasing and igniting a wave of pleasure."I want you all bare," It was more likely a low growl than just a command erupting from him and wetness pooled my already dampened bikini bottom.I reached closer to his ear, tangling my fingers in his silky hair locks as I pulled him to me and whispered, "Then undress me."I did not give a fuck about wha
EvelynA few hours had passed since we freshened up and changed into new clothes, and ended up in Jacob's room.Currently, I was occupied. Really very occupied in admiring the masterpiece beneath me, as I sat astride him, my legs on either side, taking in the mesmerising sight of his tattoos. They adorned his chest and extended down his arm, a tapestry of intricate details that I traced with the pads of my fingers. It was as breathtaking as he was.He slid his hand beneath the fabric of my oversized t-shirt, his fingers gently grazing my bare waist, just a few inches above the waistband of my shorts. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he traced patterns against my skin before firmly resting his hands on either side of my hips.He knew what he was doing! "You didn't have so many tattoos back five years ago," I mumbled."Yeah, I've collected them over the years," he replied."This dragon on your chest, you have had it from the start," I said pointing at his chest before sliding my ha
EvelynRestlessness consumed me as I tossed and turned in bed, unable to get any sleep.After meeting Clara and Dad, enduring a long conversation with Clara and enduring Dad's lecture on 'A million reasons why not to drink alcohol,' I returned to my room hours ago. But sleep seemed to elude me completely. My sleep schedule was fucked up, and my mind was consumed by thoughts of Jacob.Was it wrong to long for his presence once again?Perhaps it was, or perhaps it wasn't. Regardless, I was deeply troubled by this newfound forbidden addiction. I’m addicted to him. I definitely am.A groan escaped my lips as I abruptly sat up in bed. These past few hours had made it abundantly clear that sleep was an elusive companion, for Jacob refused to vacate my thoughts.However, did I even want him to be out of my thoughts? It was a constant internal debate because I genuinely loved dwelling on thoughts of him. There was a strange sense of peace I found whenever his face appeared in my mind's eye.
EvelynI pulled down his trousers before he helped me in sliding them all the way down before I moved my hands to his boxers. He was too perfect; I could already see it without having to actually see it.But suddenly, a wave of insecurities crashed over me. Doubt and worry crept into my mind, threatening to overshadow the excitement. I had absolutely no experience in oral whatsoever. The furthest I had gone with any guy was just a lip kiss and a few minutes of make-out—that was the extent of my limited knowledge. The questions bombarded my thoughts, like a relentless barrage.What if I'm utterly terrible at it? What if he's left disappointed?What if I fail to please him?I was surely not as experienced as the other women who had graced his presence. Such a man like him must have encountered so many beautiful women, who might have astounded him to the core from the looks to the performance on the bed. And to be awfully honest, I did not have any skills whatsoever since I have never
EvelynI woke up to the breathtaking sight of Jacob's face. His arm enveloped my waist, pulling me in close, our naked bodies entwined beneath the cosy blanket. The sensation of our skin against each other was pure bliss.In the serenity of his slumber, Jacob appeared even more captivating, his features softened and peaceful. It was a view I wished I could wake up to every morning, but the reality was far from that. He and I were so close, yet we were miles apart and perhaps would have to remain that forever.My own troublesome thoughts began shrouding my mind right at the very fresh start of the morning.Did we even have a forever? Was I raising my expectations too high?Fuck this shit!I decided not to let my thoughts ruin this moment, and shrugged all of it and the notions away.Reaching out, I gently brushed aside a few stray strands of hair that adorned his forehead. A smile played upon my lips as my fingers trailed down, caressing his jawline and grazing the subtle stubble.How
EvelynWhen I descended the stairs, little did I know that my entire morning was about to be ruined.Amongst Clara, my dad, and Jacob, my eyes were immediately drawn to the presence of Gloria—the painfully unpleasant woman. And to make matters worse, she was seated right beside Jacob. What intensified my burning jealousy was witnessing Jacob engaging in a comfortable conversation with her, just as my dad and Clara were.What in the world was wrong with that man?"Evelyn, try not to glare at him as if you're plotting to extract his kidneys," Mason's voice whispered in my ear, his tone low. "Trust me, you don't want anyone to catch on to your jealousy.""Why the fuck he is talking to her? What's he trying to do? Let her suck his dick?!" I whisper-yelled, my eyes did not move an inch from the scene."How would I know? I can't comprehend the thought process of straight men," he shrugged, nonchalantly."Evie, it's possible that he's simply trying to avoid awkwardness. After all, he can't j
EvelynFor the past fifteen minutes, I had been pacing back and forth in my room, unable to find peace. Frustration gnawed at me, and I found myself hurling onto the bed, only to bounce up moments later without reason.I was so out of my mind— it was in chaos."Stupid jerk," I muttered on my own shifting on the bed and grabbing a book to distract myself However, his handsome face kept invading my thoughts relentlessly, shattering my attempts to keep my thoughts together in the most gruesome way possible.Why did he need to be so irresistible for no goddamn reason?! Fuck that, what the hell I was so infatuated with him?!I was trapped in this weird state, consumed by burning jealousy that was not giving me any mercy. I was so fucking doomedSuddenly, my thoughts were abruptly halted by a violent knocking on the door, breaking the silence like a thunderclap.I sighed irritably, reluctantly leaving the comfort of the bed to approach the door. I was fairly certain it couldn't be Jacob;
EvelynSlipping into a pair of sleek black denim shorts, a fiery red crop top, and crisp white sneakers, I tiptoed out of my room, defying my natural clumsiness. Each step I took was a silent ballet, a delicate dance of caution.Finally, I emerged from the mansion's confines, and there it was: Jacob's car, parked in the driveway like a beacon of anticipation. The headlights glowed, a signal that he was waiting for me.A smile automatically spread across my lips, and I dashed toward his car, feeling like a silly kid. The excitement I felt was indescribable. It puzzled me why something as simple as going out at night, which I had done countless times before, now felt so different.The reason was Jacob.As I neared the car, he opened the door from the inside, flashing me a grin. "Get in.""I didn't think you'd be so punctual," I commented, climbing into his sleek Benz and closing the door with a thud.The black vehicle was simply breathtaking, but then again, when you've spent over a qua
Samuel"You're too young for a baby, Evelyn!""Jacob's right—you should abort it!""No, you can't have a kid when you're still a kid yourself!""I'm going to kill that bastard!""Evelyn, think it through!"A hundred pleas, a hundred desperate arguments—none of them mattered. She was hell-bent on having this baby. And truth be told, I couldn't force her. Danica and I had her when we were young too. Questioning her now would mean admitting we thought she was less capable than we had been.And I refused to do that. My daughter could handle this. I knew she could.As shocking as the news was, my bigger concern was Jacob. That piece of shit's reaction. I knew what this meant for him—how the word father terrified him, how much he hated himself for the blood that ran through his veins.He didn't think he was capable of being a father because he was convinced he'd fail. I'd seen it in him for years—his greatest fear."Do you think Jacob's going to agree to this?" Clara asked, worry lacing her
EvelynThe soft sound of someone shifting and moving around the room pulled me from the depths of sleep. My eyes blinked open, heavy with lingering grogginess, and I saw Jacob getting ready—probably for the office, judging by his sharp suit.Dragging myself up despite the weight of sleep threatening to drag me back into the sea of the mattress, I yawned. Maybe it was just another side effect of pregnancy—this constant, consuming need to rest.“What are you doing?” I mumbled, voice thick with sleep.Jacob froze mid-motion, his hand hesitating as he fastened his watch. He turned toward me, his gaze softening as he abandoned the task and approached the bed. “Sorry, baby, did I wake you up?” he murmured, leaning down to caress my cheek.“Not really.” I let out another yawn. “But why are you leaving so early? You usually head out much later than this.”A small chuckle escaped him as he caught my hands, preventing me from rubbing the sleep from my eyes. “Don’t do that,” he teased. “If you w
EvelynIt was noon when I couldn’t stand the silence any longer. It was suffocating, eating away at me, and I had no idea how to face it. So, I did the only thing I could—opened the damn door and walked out.Jacob was sitting on the couch, his head lowered, eyes fixed on his hands, clenching them together like they could somehow hold him together. The sound of my footsteps must have pulled him from his haze because his gaze shifted to me, and I saw the tension in his shoulders ease. A quiet sigh escaped his lips.He didn’t say a word, just stood as I walked toward him, stopping just a breath away. My chest tightened. Tears were threatening to spill, and worse—he could see it. That made it worse, because now I couldn’t hide it. The lump in my throat grew with each passing second.Before I could say anything, he raised his hands, cupping my face gently. His touch shattered whatever restraint I had left, and my chin trembled, fighting to hold back the flood of tears.He seemed to feel it
EvelynSunlight filtered through the small gap between the curtains, landing softly on my face. I squeezed my eyes shut, determined not to wake up, but it only lasted a moment before I gave in. Panic shot through every one of my veins as I opened my eyes and saw the empty space beside me.Sitting up hurriedly, I scanned the room.Did he not come home last night?I slipped on my slippers, ready to search for him, when a realization stopped me in my tracks. I'd fallen asleep on the sofa, waiting for him. Yet here I was, waking up in bed. The memory hit me then—his strong arms carrying me to bed, his warmth enveloping me as he held me close.I stepped out of the bedroom, my ears catching the soft clatter of utensils. Following the sounds to the kitchen, I found him there, cooking breakfast.A sigh of relief escaped me at the sight. He stood at the stove, relaxed and focused, as if the weight of our troubles didn't exist. As if we didn't have a situation to handle. As if we both weren't w
JacobI sat in my office, drenched in sweat, my breath shallow and quick. Dread crawled under my skin, seeping into my bones, invading every inch of me until I was cold. The air around me felt thick, suffocating, and each breath I managed to draw seemed to take all my strength. It was suddenly a chore to keep breathing and stay alive.I paced back and forth, running a hand through my hair, the dim light above the ceiling the only thing cutting through the darkness. I couldn’t bear to be in complete darkness right now. I needed to see something, anything, just to remind myself I was still here."Calm down," I muttered, trying to steady my shaking hands, clenching them into fists at my sides. "Fucking calm down."It had been years—years since I’d felt like this.The last time was when I was fifteen.I thought I'd outgrown it, that I had put all of it behind me. The fear. The pain. The panic. Why now? Why was it coming back?"He's dead," I breathed out, burying my face in my hands. The w
EvelynI stepped out of the doctor's office, my heart heavy and light all at once. It thudded violently against my ribs, my breath coming in shallow bursts. My skin felt cold, and tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. The feelings surged, intensifying with every second, creeping into every cell of my body.I felt lost. Hopeless. Overwhelmed.Was I ready to be a mother?I didn't know.Was it too soon? Maybe.But not once, in the whirlwind of thoughts swirling in my mind, did the idea of harming the tiny soul growing inside me cross my mind. My decision had already been made before I even realized there was one to make. I knew what I was going to do.I just didn't know how.Two and a half months. Probably from our time in America. And yet, until two days ago, the thought hadn't even occurred to me.Lost in thought, I pushed open the door to our apartment. The evening light filtered through the large windows, casting a warm glow. I froze when I spotted Jacob. He stood facing the mirr
EvelynIt took time to calm my racing thoughts, but even now, I had no answers. Still nothing but a plain sheet of blank covering my whole mind. Every corner.I needed to hear it from Jacob—his opinion, his view. This wasn’t just my decision or a race alone. It was ours.We had to face this situation together…For….Our baby.“I’ve looked into a few venues,” Jacob murmured, brushing his thumb over my ring. The moonlight caught it, making it gleam. “I liked some, but a few need a closer look. You should come with me,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to the side of my head, “Well, you are coming with me.”His warmth lulled me for a moment, my eyes fluttering shut.“So, no more secrets like everything else?” I teased, a soft chuckle escaping as I leaned back against him. His chest met my back, his warmth hugging me and his nose grazed my neck as he inhaled deeply. “If I could keep it a secret, I would,” he deadpanned, making me laugh again. “But I want the venue to be your choice. Besides
EvelynTwo days had passed since the excitement of Jacob's proposal, but something else had been gnawing at me like a relentless leech. One nagging, soul-crushing question: Was I even on the pill?The fact that I couldn't remember was maddening. It felt like trying to grasp smoke. I needed to know—desperately. And worse, there was no one I could ask. Who else would know about my pregnancy precautions? That was my responsibility. Solely mine. And I had failed. Miserably.I bit the inside of my cheek, shutting my eyes tightly, trying to will the memory back. Nothing. Just a hazy void where clarity should have been.The only person who might help? Nancy.Jacob was still in the shower, so I had time to call her. My fingers fumbled over my phone as I pulled up her contact and hit FaceTime.The call rang. And rang. Anxiety surged like a tidal wave, crashing harder with each unanswered ring."Pick up, you stupid bitch," I muttered under my breath, pacing the room. "Come on, I need you! Pick
EvelynThe morning came but my excitement didn’t fade. Overjoyed, I called Clara.Sitting on the bed, I held my phone up for FaceTime, the ringing tone filling the room as I waited for her to pick up. My heart was still soaring, and I couldn't help but smile, practically glowing.I mean, come on! I was engaged.This was no less than a dream, and I clung to it with everything I had, even though I knew Jacob would never let anyone or anything take it away. He was here—right here, beside me, forever.“Why isn’t she picking up?” Jacob’s voice broke through my thoughts. His chin rested on my shoulder, his arms wrapped securely around me as he pulled me closer making me meet his body warmth. A frown creased his brow. “Do you think they’re, I don’t know...making babies?”I gasped, turning my head to gape at him. “What’s wrong with you?!”“What?” He shrugged, his smirk growing infuriatingly. “It’s a plausible reason. Your dad can’t be trusted, you know.”“Excuse me?” I jabbed my finger into h