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Our Hearts Beat For Anne A Mother's Intuition
Anne After dinner, mum had called me up to her room. I knew this kind of summoning. Most times, it didn’t bode well for me and my sis. It was either we did something bad and needed a spanking, or she needed to have a long, one on one motherly talk with us, based on certain observations. I was apprehensive. Maybe mum didn’t like Vincent. Or maybe she didn’t like that I brought a man home in general. Well, the second probability didn’t seem like it because she had threatened to marry us off if we continued to give her headache. Not that Vincent was planning to fulfill her wishes or anything but...I should stop going to that angle now. So, to her room I went, holding onto my chest. At her door, I gently knocked and slipped in when she responded. On a normal circumstance, when I was certain I had done nothing wrong, I could barge into her room and fling myself on her bed while she’d yell her lungs at my deaf ears, but today wasn’t one of those days. “Hi momma,” I greeted in my tiniest
Last Updated : 2022-01-29Our Hearts Beat For Anne Illicit Thoughts
Anne In the parlor, the trio had already started a small party of laughter. Joan was already sitting comfortably on his shoulders, playing with his hair. I stood in the entrance for close to a minute before Joan saw me and yelled my name, making the others stop and look my way. I gave them a small smile and walked slowly into the room. “Is he going to sleep here?” Joan asked excitedly. “Do you want him to sleep here?” Makayla asked her daughter. “Yes!!!” Joan squealed in delight. “I know everyone wants him to sleep in aunt Anny’s room, but…but… I don’t want that,” she whined, folding her tiny arms beneath her tiny chest. “What then do you want, sweetie?” I asked, coming to stand in front of Vincent whilst talking to the little lady above his head. “I want him to play with me in my room, then we’d sleep on the floor together, with all the toys, just like I see on tv,” she said, tearing up. I saw my sister’s smile slowly vanish from her face. We all understood her words. Joan, ho
Last Updated : 2022-01-29Our Hearts Beat For Anne Get a Grip, Anne!
Anne He reached down and grabbed my butt, then used it to slide me up on his body till I was face to face with him. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at me. Of course, all his actions, be it the one with his eyes and the one with his body and hands were doing crazy things to my mind and body. I tried to keep my head up but the feeling coursing through me made it feel so heavy, plus the way those orbs roamed my face made me dizzy with desire. I had to bring my head down to his shoulders and lay it there. He kissed my forehead whilst sliding his hands into my big shirt, and grabbing my skin tenderly. “Hmm…you’re so soft,” he whispered in a raspy voice, sending chills down my body. His voice excites me, especially when we are this close. It is one of the things that made me know how he was feeling at that moment. The rest were his hooded eyes, his touch, and that huge bulge beneath me. “And you’re so hard,” I replied, then widened my eyes and smacked my hand against my lips at the
Last Updated : 2022-01-30Our Hearts Beat For Anne Hot Bodies
Anne He roughly pulled me against him, then moved backward and closed the door with the back of his foot. When he was sure the door was secured in its latch with the clicking sound, he pushed forward, still not leaving my lips. We reached the foot of the bed and he pulled away, only to push me on the bed, then followed. He would have fallen on top of me with all his weight but he had first landed with his arms before gently lowering the rest of his body on top of me, taking my lips again. There was urgency in the way he kissed me; in the way he glided on me as if he’d been holding and bottling himself for so long. I didn’t mind. It was overly appreciated by me. I parted my legs to feel his lower body better. My own heat was back and had matched his in seconds. I grabbed his butt and pulled it closer to me, moaning as my body trembled with excitement. I was finally feeding it. He slipped his hands into my big shirt and dragged roughly at my skin, pulling and rubbing as he went up.
Last Updated : 2022-01-30Our Hearts Beat For Anne The Future is Here
Anne I felt him move up, stopping directly over my face. I thought he would pull the pillow away, so I tightened my hold on it, but he made no move to do that. Weirdly, his hands were still where I last felt them, and I wasn’t seeing his expression cause of the pillow over my head. A few moments later, I felt his hand slip out of my shorts. I was worried. I decided to remove the pillow, but he beat me to it. He pulled it over and stared at my face. He wasn’t smiling, neither was he angry. He had an unreadable expression on his face that, somehow, retained the intensity in his eyes. “Are you disappointed?” I asked, roaming my eyes around his face to decipher, even if was the tiniest thought. He was going to answer, but footsteps outside my door sent us flying apart. He flung himself off the bed, while I adjusted my shorts and shirt, then sat up on the bed, waiting for the knock that never came. The footsteps went downstairs and walked around the kitchen area for a while. It was ac
Last Updated : 2022-03-01Our Hearts Beat For Anne Sleepless Night
Anne I laid on my bed, staring absentmindedly at the ceiling. My mind was weighed down with a burden heavy enough to flatten a car. Vincent hadn’t picked Andrew’s call. He had called severally but he didn’t pick up. He had slid it inside his pant pocket and grabbed my hang, resuming the back and forth flinging as if nothing had changed the air around us. He was dreading the future, too. On reaching the bus stop, the cab he ordered earlier was already waiting to pick him up. Before he entered, he had placed a soft kiss on my lips and had whispered that we’d see later. That moment reminded me of the night that changed everything. I had brought up Andrew, and his mood had changed. He had tried to hide it like before, but I knew he felt uneasy and disturbed. Nevertheless, he called me when he got to his hotel room and we spoke for an hour before we called it a night. I couldn’t sleep though. The love Vincent and I shared was forbidden now, and I didn’t know how to come to terms with th
Last Updated : 2022-03-01Our Hearts Beat For Anne Relief
ANNE It was my first time entering the hotel that was now known as the medical hotel by a good number of people in Umende. Being where all the visiting medical personnel lodged, a lot of protocols were being followed before one can enter or leave the premises. I spent close to thirty minutes waiting in line to get checked at the entrance. Vincent had told me of these processes and had suggested we met at my house, but stubborn me insisted on going to his hotel. They shut a lot of places down because of the lockdown, so we hadn’t many options. It was either my place, which I was so not agreeing to, or I go to him as a medical volunteer. The latter I did. He said he had a meeting with his team that morning and had opted to come to pick me up in the afternoon. Again, stubbornly, I insisted I waited for him at the reception, cue in my prolonged waiting at the beautiful gate. The event of yesterday disturbed me a lot. I needed to let it out, and I needed to do that as soon as possible b
Last Updated : 2022-03-01Our Hearts Beat For Anne Were you Disappointed?
Anne “Oh sorry! I didn’t know you had a visitor,” she said when she peeped through his shoulders and saw me sitting on the bed. ‘So, if he hadn’t a visitor, what was she going to do?’ my angry mind yelled at her. I know I was reading more than it was to the whole Dr. Arya thing. Honestly, I didn’t have a problem with her. She was a beautiful and jovial soul from my brief encounter with her. The only thing was that I felt I’d messed things up with Vincent and his family. If someone as blameless and lovely as her enters the picture, everyone was likely to let go of the problematic Anne and glide towards her. “Hi Anne,” she waved over Vincent's shoulders. “Hi Dr. Arya,” I replied as enthusiastically as possible. “It’s nice seeing you again after a dreadful encounter,” she said with a kind smile. “Same here, doctor,” I replied, imitating her smile. She turned back to Vincent and mumbled a few things to him, then handed him something, turned to the side, and walked off. When Vincen
Last Updated : 2022-03-02
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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
Our Hearts Beat For Anne The Voices
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
