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
Ivyrose's POV The past two days went by in a blurr. I was alive and walking, yet I felt like I was on autopilot. I did all the work needed to be done in the flower shop with no emotions. It was easy enough because I had so much paperwork to do I didn't have time to think about all that had happened. Last night I finished all the hotel orders for the next three days and fell asleep on Hailey's couch as soon as we got home. "Good morning, boss." Hailey said chirpily. "What are you so happy about?" I asked, amused at her ear to ear grin. She handed me a cup of coffee before sitting down beside me on her couch. I loved that I had been staying with her and she didn't mind it at all. "Oh nothing. Just that Hudson finally called and said he can come home again.""I see. Well, I'll be out of your hair by then." I smiled back at her, wishing I could be as happy."Oh shit. No. I didn't mean it that way, boss. You can stay here. I'm going over to Hudson's hotel.""I know, Hail. But it's time
Ricardo Sanguin’s POVOne look at Christopher Standford and I knew he was who my men shot at after he jumped off the Brooklyn bridge. They weren’t sure who Vicenzo Biancis was talking to because it was dark and he jumped before they could kill him too. Their description made me think of Christopher, but I didn’t bother to confirm it. But as he stood by the doorway pale and looking like shit, I knew it was him. I whispered to Seb to find out what Biancis wanted with him.Christopher’s smile evaporated the moment he saw me stand up and at the exact same time his jaw and fists clenched, looking at me like he was about to murder me infront of everyone at the meeting room. Seb snickered beside me and I knew he noticed it too. I saw the woman beside him was quick to realize how Christopher was feeling and she pulled him out while she looked angrily at me. Kyle, his partner, put on his winning smile and greeted everyone. He walked over to me and shook my hand profusely, having no idea I was
Hello everyone..I wanted to inform you that I've decided to update only when I've finished editing all the remaining chapters so that I can upload it all at once which I hope will be before the middle of this month.Thank you all so much for the gems, comments and positive reviews so far. I think there are only 30 of you reading for now, but you have no idea how much all your support means to me. (I'm terrible at advertising so I leave it all to the app. I tried doing tikt*k and failed. LOL) I'm sorry if this decision upsets you. I'm also a book series reader and a TV series follower so I know waiting sucks big time, but I think this is the only way to make sure I can give you the best of the rest of this story. I really sorry again and hope you all understand. By the way it'd be cool if I knew which part of the world you're from, so if you don't mind, comment down below. Thanks! Love,KM
Ivyrose’s POVThe warmth of his body on my back and the sound of his breathing, convinced me I wasn’t dreaming—We were spooning. I couldn't believe how after all these years of hating him, yet also longing for him, we were back in each other's arms. We fell asleep after the third round of wild love making and I smiled waking up with the weight of his arm as it draped over my waist. Two blue jays perched on the open window of my room, sounding like they were fighting before they flew away. From the cloudless bright blue sky, I figured it was near noon. I was about to reach for the blanket when Gareth’s arm suddenly got off my waist and moved to caress my thigh, making me giggle. He groaned and moved his body closer to mine, pressing his hard cock on my ass. Without saying a word, his hand left my thigh and started caressing my right breast. I moaned. A wave of thrill exploded all throughout my body from the excitement of feeling him inside me again. I put my hand over his and guided
Hello, everyone. I just wanted to thank you all so so so much for being part of my writing journey. Thank you for all the comments, 5-star review and for giving or voting gems. You have no idea how much your kind words and support mean to a newbie indie writer like me. If you haven't yet, please do read my other book here on GN called My Rebound Men. Oh and if you want to talk about the books some more, you can always find me on f b with my pen name. Thank you all so much again. I hope you are all doing great in your part of the world. Until the next book... Love, KM
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