Ivyrose's POV "This has to be the last time or we're going to be late, Chris and mom will kill us." "Then I'd die a happy man." he joked playing with my nipples as we laid facing each other both naked. After our fourth round of sex, I was getting sore and I wanted to start preparing for my mother's party. I couldn’t believe he blew off work for me and we had spent the day lying around and fucking."Stop that. You're making me horny again and I'm already tired.""My sex slave has no right to be tired.""What did you just call me?" "I'm kidding. I'm kidding. Ouch." He said in between laughing because I started lightly pinching him everywhere. "I'm taking a shower. You stay here and get a power nap. I need you to ravish me again later.""Yes, master. But why can't I just shower with you?" "Coz I know you're going to fuck me again in there."We laughed and I left him lying naked in bed and still trying to tempt me. As the warm water touched my skin, I thought about how perfect everyt
Ricardo Sanguin’s POV I pretended not to see her, but I knew from the way her smile suddenly disappeared, that my plan was working. Marina walked toward me, passing Ivyrose and her mom who was also staring at me. I met Marina half way and she gave me a hug before kissing me. I liked the fact that I didn't need to bend so much because with her high high heels she was almost as tall as me. As Marina's tongue explored my mouth with her hands on the back of my head, all I could think about was if Ivyrose was looking at us. It took a lot of energy for me to resist peeking right away, but when I finally did my heart sank—she wasn't even standing there anymore. I pulled away from Marina's arms and wiped her lipstick from my lips with the back of my hand. The other guests were smiling at us and the younger gentlemen were clearly jealous of me for being with a beautiful, sexy and tall woman.I took Marina's hand in mine and we walked together toward Ivanna Foxworth who was smiling from a
Ivyrose’s POV I stared at him in disbelief. The warmth of his hands on my cheeks burned me. It was all so surreal. Everything happened so fast. What do I do? How could I have let him touch me? Pleasure me. Oh my god, I cheated on Christopher. He’s never going to forgive me. How could he be Gareth? He denied it when I knew it was him at dad’s birthday party. How could dad do such a thing to me? Ricardo must be lying. “Rosie. Say something, please. I’m sorry I lied about being me when you asked. I had to make sure you still love me.” Ricardo said, putting a stop to my jumbled up thoughts. I managed to stop my tears from falling by letting the rage I felt come out again.. “You’re not Gareth. He's probably somewhere out there married with kids. Or dead for all I know. You’re lying. My dad could never do such a thing. He’d never threaten to hurt anyone. He never hurt anyone in his life.” I hit his chest repeatedly. I wanted him to feel the pain, anger, confusion, guilt, and sadness flow
Christopher’s POV“Cheers! Kyle said, clinking his wine glass with mine. “I’m glad the two of you figured out everything. I hate seeing you drunk, Chris. Plus we’ve got big plans ahead and I need that genius brain of yours to be focussed, not love sick, ey?” he patted my back, chuckling and I shook my head thinking about how I lost it after drinking all that Macallan on my own at the office. I made a mental note to give Lea a raise for going the extra mile and taking care of me last night. Kyle was talking to his wife about our upcoming new project. I looked around for Ivyrose and saw her dancing with her dad. She looked so beautiful as she smiled when she saw me watching her. I love you. I mouthed to her and she sent me a flying kiss. My heart leaped for joy and the butterflies in my stomach fluttered. Everything was going to be fine. I excused myself from Kyle and his wife and went over to Ivyrose and her dad just as the music had ended. When the band played Witchcraft, I asked he
Hello everyone. I wanted to apologize for not updating for a long time again. My day job has been brutal along with taking care of my kids. And when I do get a few hours of free time to write at night, my Impostor syndrome prevents me from polishing what I've already written to be uploaded. It's so bad that even though you guys tell me you love the book and I'm earning, I'm still doubting myself :( Especially since my first book has been published on the app for a year now and it's still not as big as I dreamed it would be (lol dream big, right?) I'm sorry for disappointing you with the slow updates. As a reader and eager fan of TV series myself, I know it can be frustrating (George R. R Martin I know how hard it is now lol). Jokes aside, I'm so grateful you like "Only His" so far and over the moon that you've invested your time, money and feelings on it. You have no idea how much you've changed my life. I have five days to work on the book starting today so here's to hoping I can u
Ivyrose’s POVMy gown, uncomfortably tight, wrapped around my abdomen, making me gasp for air as I kicked off my high heels and ran away from Christopher who kept shouting for me to stop. I longed to go back to my room in the mansion, to undress and let the warm shower wash away all the information that had been forced down my throat. My tears blurred the dark path, but I continued to run and sob loudly until I reached the green house where I knew some guests could be hanging around. I slowed down and wiped my tears even though the pain in my chest demanded me to let it all out. I wanted to go straight to my dad and shout at him to tell me none of it was true. I wanted to go back to Christopher and ask him to turn back time. I wanted to find a way to prove Ricardo really wasn't Gareth. My Gareth, whom I was willing to forget. I wanted to disappear—to think without the nagging pain of both my heart and mind.The dry ground and sharp bermuda grass made my feet sore by the time I was ne
Ricardo Sanguin’s POV I stopped walking when I reached the greenhouse and looked back at them. Even though I could only now see their silhouettes, I could tell they were still talking—fighting. I knew it could still go either way; she forgives him or she doesn't. Either way, it felt good to finally tell her the truth. I brushed off the dirt from my tux once more before turning the corner and going back to the party. The Foxworth's back garden was still overcrowded with people dancing, eating, talking, or just laughing without a care in the world. I wished I felt the way they did though no one really knows what a person is truly feeling because everyone can hide behind a fake smile. Ivanna Foxworth’s birthday celebration was over the top in my opinion. Too many fake people. Christopher got it right when he told Ivyrose they only wanted her for her father’s money. I went straight to the open bar and ordered a drink. "Champagne, please." I suddenly felt like celebrating. Break up
Christopher’s POVI don't know if it was pure human survival instinct imprinted in our DNA or the fact that I've watched enough James Bond, Jason Bourne or Mission Impossible movies, but somehow I managed to swim to shore at pebble beach and get myself to Lea's apartment in the DUMBO area.Her eyes widened when she saw me drenched. She pointed at my arm. I looked and it was bleeding. I hadn't felt any pain at all, but when she said I was bedding it was like a switch turned on and the gunshot wound hurt like hell. My mind suddenly rewinded everything on the bridge. I was talking to that mafia lord. They all died. I saw the bullets dug through their chest. The look of shock in his eyes when he realized his bodyguards were falling on the ground and that he had been shot too. I looked away and saw the dark glistening water, and felt weightless the moment my feet left the railing. My heart was beating too fast for my lungs. I felt the sting of a bullet hit me right before my skin constric
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Ivyrose’s POV“A year ago it was all over the news how New York was finally Mafia free. The Mafia Dons and all their goons, along with all corrupt government agents were either all put behind bars or killed in the biggest entrapment in history, thanks to the genius of billionaire Christopher Stanford. He made a program that could hack…”Gareth turned the TV off before he jumped into the bed with me. He tickled my feet and I kicked and screamed for him to stop in between fits of laughter. I was just randomly changing channels when Christopher’s face showed up and I got curious. It was his interview for a talk show.I knew what it was going to be about. Gareth told me how, after I disappeared, Christopher fought with him and they almost killed each other before he listened to Gareth about where I really was. He asked him to help defeat the whole mafia system by taking out all their paid allies. Of course when everything was done, Gareth disappeared and gave Chris all the glory. Accordi
Ivyrose’s POV It felt good to be unknown. I loved how I could walk the streets and people didn’t have any idea who I was or would judge me for my sins. Being off the grid in the city of Kuta in Bali, was the best decision I ever made. I lived in a rental cottage that’s only big enough for four people, but I couldn’t be any happier than living in all the mansions in New York. Sometimes I felt so all alone and scared that I liked to think that Paul and Ivan were secretly living a few houses down the road and were still watching over me, trying their best to be invisible, ordered by Gareth to give him peace of mind that I was safe. The market fruit vendor, Mr. Uwir, who also happened to be my neighbor, handed me a plastic bag full of mangostenes and we exchanged small talk until eventually it ended with him inviting me to attend his granddaughter's birthday party the next day. I accepted in a heart beat when I heard she was the same age as Harmony. I missed the two of them so much, bu
Ricardo Sanguin's POV The sound of the gunfire right in front of me rang sharp and cost me my hearing. I saw Ivy drop the gun on the floor and kneeled right after, crying. For a few seconds I was lost in the suddenness of everything that transpired, thinking I got shot by Rex. With my shaking hands I hurriedly unlocked the chain from my foot and ran to Ivyrose. I hugged her as we both sat there and cried with Nestor and Rex’s bodies on the floor, their blood pooling around us. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Rosie.” I repeated, again and again. I don’t know how long we sat there, crying and me asking for her forgiveness. I felt like someone was squeezing my heart so tight, making it almost impossible to breathe. If not for the warmth of her body as she hugged me tight, I would’ve gladly wanted death to take me too. But I couldn’t leave her. I needed to protect her, especially now that Rex was truly dead. “Gareth? Please take me out of here.” “Okay, Rosie. Hold on.” I got up firs
Ivyrose’s POV I tried calling a million times today again, but Hailey and Hudson's phone only kept ringing. My heart pounded in my ears wondering if anything happened to the three of them. "It's been two days since we last talked, mom. All I know is I woke up Christmas morning and I was alone. Only a voice message from Gareth that he has to go away for two days with the padrino and he asked me to stay here and to trust him. Shit. I hate not knowing. You know me, mom." "Oh honey, I'm sure they're just doing some couple soul searching therapy thingy. Leave them alone and stop worrying. You'll get wrinkles. And as for your husband, what can you do, but trust him, right?" she laughed and hung up the phone before I could even reply. In the background I heard a man's deep voice calling her sugarplum. I shook my head and threw my phone on the bed when my call to Gareth’s phone still went to voicemail. Something wasn't right. Hailey would never leave like that. I paced around our bedroom
Ricardo Sanguin’s POVVilla de Sanguin was once again filled with laughter because our little Harmony would not sit still. She and Seb were playing tag inside the living room, the old man was having the time of his life running after an almost two yr old you would never imagine him to be a stone cold killer.Ivyrose and Hailey were in the kitchen helping the cooks prepare our dinner. Hudson was sitting near the fireplace staring at it as if hypnotized by the dancing flames. “Dinner’s ready.” Ivyrose said, standing by the door. Harmony ran to her in panic because Seb was going to catch her. She stuck her tongue out at Seb the moment Ivyrose lifted her in her arms. Everyone, especially Harmony, laughed when Seb pretended to cry like a baby for losing tag against her. The five of us sat around our smaller round table and made small talk while eating the delicious homemade ham and chicken pasta. Ivyrose suddenly fell quiet and when I asked her what was wrong she just said, she missed h
Ivyrose's POV I put the two dozen outfits I picked out for Harmony on Hailey’s shopping cart. It was a beautiful Sunday on the day before Christmas, and we decided to spend our day off hanging out together. The three of them agreed to spend Christmas in our mansion instead of in their house in Staten Island. "Boss, that's too much. She's—." "Really still with the boss? Why do you keep forgetting we're partners with the flower shops now?" "I'm just used to calling you, boss. Feels weird to suddenly call you Ivy." "Rosie." "I thought only Gareth could call you that." "What? No. Only the people closest to me can." "Aww I love you, Rosie." Hailey said, hugging me tightly. “Thanks for spoiling that little critter of ours.” “Of course. I’m her fairy godmother, remember?” I said and we chuckled. "Besides you guys are my only family now that mom's so busy with her boy toys in Millan." I said and we chuckled. “Did she ever tell you what she and your dad fought about?” “Nope. Sh
Ricardo Sanguin’s POV Live in twenty minutes, boss. After I read the text, I tossed my phone on the other side of the bed and held her in my arms as she slept peacefully. My beautiful Rosie. She had her head on my chest and I caressed her hair. Ivyrose moved in her sleep, got off my chest, and laid on her back. It was already seven in the morning and I knew she was waking up, so I started playing with her nipples through her silk pajamas until they hardened and she moaned. “Mmmm. That’s always the best way to wake up.” “Really? Close your eyes again. I wanna try something else.” “Okay.” she giggled and closed her eyes when I kissed her cheeks. “That’s great too.” “How about this one?” I said as I pulled down her silky pants and panties, parted her legs and started licking her folds going to her clit. “So if I keep my eyes closed you’ll think I’m still asleep and you’ll continue that to wake me up, right?”“Right.” I chuckled and continued to pleasure her while my hand wen
Ricardo Sanguin’s POV "Ricardo! No! But why?" Rex squinted, adjusting to the light. "You've had your ass kicked for a month and that's all you have to say to me?" I chuckled. I looked at the mighty Rex Foxworth and felt tingles of happiness all over my body. He looked like a homeless man in a dirty torn tux who’s been mugged at least a hundred times. His fingernails and toenails were all gone, pulled out by Seb while I watched him scream and asked what he did to deserve it. The buttons of his inner dirty white shirt were open and his chest had cauterized wounds of different sizes and shapes. "What do you want, Ricardo? The company? Don't hurt Ivy. I'll give you the company. I'll give you everything you want." "Everything I want? But don't you see, Rex? I do have everything I want. Ivyrose is the CEO of your company and you are here as my prisoner, but the cherry on top— that woman whom you said could never be mine, she is my wife now. Here watch this. We fucked right on your