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Last Updated : 2022-01-17Our Hearts Beat For Anne Sweet Caress
Anne He kept himself up with his knees on both sides of me, and in one fluid movement, pulled his shirt off, exposing the rippling muscles of his arms, shoulders, and abdomen. I gulped. Hard! He had tiny beads of sweat running down his chest. I reached out and stopped one of them, earning myself a moan from him. “Anny,” he breathed, straightening on top of me. He held up most of his weight with his left elbow, then used his right hand to softly stroke my cheek. I don’t know if my eyes mirrored his, but the intensity of his gaze had my whole body reaching boiling point. I pulled his face down to mine and kissed him ferociously. He returned it with the same vigor, running his right arm all over my body. He grabbed my left boob and squeezed gently. That single action had my knees vibrating. I bit my lower lip to satiate the painful throb of my hardened nipples, arching my back to press it against his naked chest. But my stupid gown and underwear were impeding it. I wanted more. I need
Last Updated : 2022-01-18Our Hearts Beat For Anne She's Gone
Vincent I knew something was off even before opening my eyes. I felt emptiness around me. Weirdly, I had slept so peacefully without haunting dreams of Anny and my brother. The clock on my bedside table read 10 am. I had slept till the late hours of the morning. Great! I slowly stood up holding my head at the massive pounding whilst squinting my eyes at the harsh light coming in from the window. I felt weak, tired, and hungry, but at the same time, I felt a tinge of happiness within me. It was either the peculiar scent of Anne all over the place, or something else? This was when the flashes began. It was in tiny fragments, and a bit dark. It sped past in quick succession that I couldn’t grab them individually. But my most predominant thought at that moment was that Anny was here. I darted my eyes looking for pieces of evidence asides from her scent, but there were no traces of her. Against my mad headache, I slipped out of bed and scrutinized my room like a merchant purchasing dia
Last Updated : 2022-01-19Our Hearts Beat For Anne Uneasy Feelings
Andrew The housekeepers had told me she left that night. I was worried sick and had kept trying to reach her but I couldn’t. I was going to go off in search of her but mum wouldn’t let me. she pleaded I stayed back cause’ of my leg and the fact it was already dark. She was certain Anny would call before the day ran out. I accepted because I knew she was right. It didn’t make me feel any better though. She’d been left alone. Maybe an emergency came up. I felt hurt too. Anny and I had a beautiful moment that night at the party. Although we didn’t get close after that, something had begun between us. I had been happy and confident about it, till now. If she wouldn’t inform me of sudden departures, then our relationship would be built on weak ground. My mum’s reassurance kept resounding in my ears as the night progressed and yet, no sign or call from Anne. I tried calling Vincent. His wasn’t going either. I simply assumed he was on call. My anxiety level was now climbing the ceiling by
Last Updated : 2022-01-19Our Hearts Beat For Anne Denial
Andrew My joy knew no bound. I sprinted towards her, almost sending us both to the ground when I ran into her. She flinched at the contact and held onto me for support. My arms couldn’t hold her tight enough. Left for me, I would cut myself open and stick her into me. That was a demented thought, I know. After hugging the life out of her, I pulled away a little bit, then came down and took her lips immediately. She wasn’t holding me anymore, neither was she kissing me back. She just stood rigid, with her eyes squinted shut as if in pain. This made me pull away to examine her. “Where have you been? Are you hurt anywhere? Why didn’t you call or text? I was so freaking worried about you,” I said in a rush. She didn’t respond to any of my questions. She just stood there staring at me with a look of guilt or something of that nature. “Anny, talk to me,” I said, gently shaking her arms. She still didn’t respond. “Are you sick or something? What’s happening Anny? You’re making me anxio
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Andrew Sharp pains shot through my body as a bone-crushing blow made contact with my balls. I was hauled backward by its force. I wrapped my palm around it tenderly, nursing it back to normal. My Anne had kneaded me in the groin. She stomped towards me and came to hover over me as I lay on the floor. She was panting profusely while staring daggers at me. It was as if she was daring me to grab her again and see what happens. I was ashamed. I had attempted it again. But this time, I wasn’t drunk. I was fully conscious. There were no excuses as to why I tried to get sexual with her against her will. Even if she had any feeling for me, however small, it must have been wiped out completely by my actions. “Get out,” she said in a low deadly voice. I was too mortified to move. Her words from the hospital, when I’d been admitted for a puncture wound on the neck, resurfaced. She warned me never to attempt this on anyone. She forgave me and even went as far as accepting me as a friend. But
Last Updated : 2022-01-21Our Hearts Beat For Anne Trip to Umende
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Our Hearts Beat For Anne Epilogue
Anne I felt a hand slip into my PJs and began walking its magic there. A moan escaped my lips as sensual pressure built in my core. I was lying on our king-sized bed with white sheets and a duvet, in our large bedroom. I’m too sleepy or maybe lazy to describe it. Just take this though, the walls are white. The side tables holding up the bedside lamps are also white but with golden designs along the edges, matching that of the bed frame, which has extra huge golden spirals on the tall headrest just above my pillow. By the corner, a long wooden cabinet that holds several drawers is attached to the wall. On top of the cabinet are different figurines and sculptures, then close to it is a magnificent white dressing table that houses my very few beauty products, and an equally magnificent mirror with the same golden design on its edges. There are two walk-in closets on opposite sides of the room. One is for Vincent and the other, mine. A second door closer to my closet lead to the bathroo
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Home
Vincent The heavens grumbled like an old giant before I began feeling splatters of droplets on me. I glanced up at the skies and smiled. It was as if it knew how I felt inside. It was a thunderous feeling. I sped past cars on Andrew’s bike, squinting to see clearly as the rain had begun pouring with reckless abandon. How didn’t I see it? How could one be so close, yet so far away?! I felt what I felt, but I just couldn’t see what I was supposed to see, simply because of amnesia. Now it’s all coming back to me! Like a waterfall crashing against the oceans, my memories came flooding in. “I’m coming, Anne. Just wait, okay? I’m coming,” I breathed, maneuvering through the impending hold-up that the rain caused. ‘Slow down you dumb-a**’ my mind warned. I listened to it and went slower till I was off the traffic and onto the small road leading to Anny’s. My heart pounded against my chest as I neared her apartment. The gate that’d had been there when I rented the place for her was un
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Vincent Arya made it sound like I had the best of times with her. She may be right because the feelings I had for her couldn’t have been created by mere moments. We must have gone through thick and thin for me to have realized what I had and cherish it. Arya made me to almost desire to stay back and savage the little I could from all we had left. I couldn’t. Because I was hurt. I lost my memory. I couldn’t remember any of my time with her, or even her face, yet I couldn’t get myself to make love to any other woman. She had all the knowledge. She knew all the bits and pieces of our trials and tribulations, but the moment I step out of the picture, she finds solace in the arms of my brother. Now, she has a baby for him. I couldn’t live with that. Her love for me didn’t nearly match the way I felt for her. I couldn’t fight when she’d already given up a year ago. Why didn’t she come after me? Why didn’t she make plans to make me remember slowly? She only comfortably devised plans
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Silhouette in the Rain
Anne The knock on the door made me jerk and involuntarily drop the scissors outside the bathtub. Andrew couldn’t have been back so early, and definitely won’t be knocking gently. Pamela wouldn’t too. Who could be knocking? My dead heart arose and, like a diver, dipped into the pit of my stomach as the thought of Vincent being the one at the door entered my head. It couldn’t be, could it? He should be in the airport now if he wasn’t on the plane already. I didn’t really care to check the time since Andrew left. Is It possible that Andrew had talked Vincent out of leaving? That’ll be if he saw him on time. I didn’t want to ignite my hope only to watch it explode in my face yet again. I’d wanted to wait a bit to see if the caller would go away, but then the knocking would wake Lucia, who’d begin crying and wake my mother. That thought made me hurriedly step out of the bathtub. My legs were wobbly from all the fear and trepidation of what I’d decided to do. I gingerly put one foot i
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Goodbye World
Anne I carefully carried sleeping Lucia and placed her on the duplicate cot in my mum’s room. I slowly and noiselessly stepped back and out of a room, throwing a glance at my mum, who was snoring lightly on her bed. I then switched off the light and shut the door behind me. Finally, the time has come. I made sure I locked all the doors for the night before heading to my room. Pamela had come earlier and suggested staying with me till Andrew comes or calls. Andrew must have called her to come. Well, I refused all her persistence and almost got angry at her stubbornness. She’d grudgingly accepted to leave. In my room, I took out a pen and scribbled down a few thoughts of mine. I hadn’t time to write a full epistle because I was hurting badly. If I did have the time, I would have written long notes to every one of the people I know who would be hurt by my actions. I’d wanted to live for Lucia, but seeing her face, eyes and long hair reminded me so much of him. One would think that wo
Our Hearts Beat For Anne A Confession
Vincent “We need to talk, Arya,” I said, watching her enter the parlor. She stretched her mouth into a thin line, nodding her head in agreement. “We’re finally having the talk,” she said, removing her jacket and dropping it on the couch alongside her bag. “Alright, I’m ready,” she said, after sitting down on the couch opposite mine. Silence engulfed us for minutes. It was as if we both knew where all this was headed. “Arya, I’m sorry,” I began. “I thought I could do it, but I can’t. It would be a total mess marrying me in this state. You guys were right, I’ve not healed entirely, and I shouldn’t have come back here…” I had my eyes on her the entire time, gauging her reaction. She simply looked back at me without a flinch. “Arya, let’s call off the wedding,” I conferred. She didn’t respond or divulge any emotion that showed how she felt about what I said. After what felt like ages, she inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, then cleared her throat. “It’s sad. Honestly, I prayed it w
Our Hearts Beat For Anne He's Leaving Again
Andrew My brother has been ignoring me ever since I took him to see Anne a day ago. I don’t know what he was thinking, but for him to be acting this way, his thoughts weren’t in our favor. Anne had gone there to meet with him that same day while I’d gone straight to the studio. I was going to call Anne and ask how it transpired, but we finished so late at night and I was so exhausted that I passed out immediately my head touched my pillow back at our family house. The next day, I called Anne, but she didn’t answer. I called Vincent, but he, too, ignored my calls. So, after my recording session, I’d gone to Vincent’s but when I saw my mum’s car parked in front of the house, I made a U-turn and headed for Anne’s apartment instead. It was a sunny afternoon. I got there and met her coiled up on her bed, crying her eyes out once again. Racheal and Pam were there trying to make her eat her food. “You’ll make Rachael miss her doctor’s appointment, Anne,” Pam had warned. That was the only
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Led by my Heart
Vincent Mum had threatened to take Anne’s baby away from her. She’d told me how she'd contacted her lawyers and had every paperwork done so that once Arya and I leave, the real work starts. “No, mum,” I’d refused. “Son, that our grandchild there. She cannot live in the slums,” she’d argued. “I’ve been there, mum. It’s not a slum, and Andrew is more than capable of caring for that child,” I countered. I was hurting real bad. I felt like I was drowning… it was overwhelming. Having these massive conflicting emotions, then having to stick up for what I believed was right, was slowly killing me. “Son, she has to pay for what she’d done to us! She cannot go scot-free. My husband and I, for over a year, have had no meaningful conversation because of her. He’d gone rigid around me,” she said in tears. “He’d not touched me for over a year because of that witch, Vincent,” she divulged bitterly. “She created a rift between your brother and yourself in the past, now, a much bigger one by hav
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Bias
Vincent ‘Anne.’ I guess that’s her real name. It actually rang a bell. I remember pronouncing that name, and it must have meant so much to me because whenever I called it out, which I was doing often since that time with Arya in the kitchen, I felt a cacophony of emotions attack me. There was peace, followed by fear, then agitation, trepidation, fury, and what have you? It was strange. Her name held so much power, yet I couldn’t still remember. It was frustrating! “Have you booked the tickets, Vin?” mum asked from where she sat on the couch. She’d come around right after Arya left the house. Arya has been giving me the silent treatment ever since I mistakenly called her the name that tormented my subconscious, the day before. “Yes, mum,” I replied grudgingly from the dining table where I was getting some reading done. “Have you heard from dad?” I asked. “No, hun, but don’t you worry, he would be available for the wedding. I just received his clothes from his tailor. We’ll be tr
