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EIGHTY-FOUR
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PLEASE LOVE ME EIGHTY-FIVE
"It's my vow to you, you're mine, mine to please and love," He stated and pushed into her, she gripped her lips covering her moans, Isaac took them off, "Moan for me, princess..." He continued deeper but slowly. "Isaac" she managed to say, his lips teasingly. She pushed her hair backwards, waiting for his lips against her. He leaned fucking deeper and harder, while he kissed her, burying his moan in her mouth. “Isaac, yes, please!" she ran her hands through his hair, hoping he wouldn't leave. she arched. He was hitting just the right spot, and she was so wet that he went in smoothly. "Ohhhh!" A wicked grin pulled at his pretty lips."You're going to wake the fucking whole neighbourhood," he said, Gemma ignored grabbing his hands beside her. "I'm," her eyes pleaded, her panting increased, her mouth opened but only moans came out. "Yes, baby," he asked, Gemma's hands left his arms to his shoulders."I'm coming!" Her legs shook, and she buried her head. She squirmed. he was too much
PLEASE LOVE ME EIGHTY-SIX
"You okay?" Isaac asked, holding her hand as she got off the plane walking to the black Jaguar that waited for them. "Of course, I love the warm weather," she squeaked."Yeah, Gems, you would" He replied, Gemma narrowed her gaze at him, and he glared at her making her laugh. "What's funny?" He questioned. "Nothing, Sir" she shrugged, Isaac opened the car for her, returning her smile. "We should get something to eat," he offers, Gemma nodded as she strolled through her phone. "Are you listening?" He asked, she raised her gaze to him and nodded. Isaac cleared his throat, looking away. "Can't you prepare something nice?" She asked, placing her hands on his lap, Isaac fell silent. She blinked waiting for a response. "Isaac?" She scoffed, this man was petty. "That's childish!" She took her hands off him, "I didn't do this on purpose," she argued. He crossed his hands over her shoulders, pulling her closer. "I'm sorry," he said, kissing her cheek and laughing. Gemma rolled her eyes,
PLEASE LOVE ME EIGHTY-SEVEN
THREE WEEKS LATER,"Getting tanned like this is what I needed," Gemma says, picking strawberries from a bowl in a yellow bikini, beside her Isaac lay with a black shade on."We've been out here for a while," he said, Gemma looked at him, her eyes rolled down his body, and fell on his face. "Does it matter? You could head back… why are you even complaining!!" She asked with her voice raised, Isaac looked around and most people didn't even care about them. "I am not complaining, I was going to tell you to use sunscreen" he sighed. "I was only kidding" she giggles and continued with her strawberry. "I think you're getting worked up these days," he commented. "Yeah, I noticed that but by the way, why do people like salt water?" She asked, turning to him, Isaac smiled, resting his head. "Baby, I have no idea," he sneered. "Do you?" She asked. "Do I what?" He turned over to her, Gemma shrugged and looked at the sea. "I don't know, depends, I haven't gotten a chance to enter
PLEASE LOVE ME EIGHTY-EIGHT
They arrived at Isaac's place, which was now their new home. Pamela and Gemma stepped in, as Isaac had left her at the airport to head home alone. She stared at the empty house, with no expression. She had expected so much and hoped they could spend more time together but she was here staring at an empty place. "Mrs Dale, Do you need me to take this to the room?" Pamela asked, but Gemma's mind had wandered to different thoughts. Maybe he was seeing someone else, her mind was playing tricks with her. "Oh, Mrs Dale, I didn't think you would be home soon," Tracy says, Gemma's eyes fell on her, standing in a white outfit. She didn't hope for that either. Tracy looked so much better. She sighed and walked into her room, ignoring them. The door slammed after her. She hoped he would come home to her and hoped by the time she got out of bed, he would be by her side and probably apologize to her for ignoring and messing up their honeymoon. "Mrs Dale?" Tracy knocked gently, she covered h
PLEASE LOVE ME EIGHTY-NINE
"My lovely Gemma," it started. "I have missed you so much, I heard news you are now a married woman. I feel so much sadness that I never got an invitation, but darling I understand if you hate me now, I have disappointed you, and you have every right to be mad, I just wish you had come to see me or send an invitation, Gemma darling. I don't have so much to say but I am proud and happy to hear such news. And just like we have discussed, I hope he cherishes and makes you happy, because being my daughter, you deserve so much happiness… I hope to hear from you, just like in the old days. Gemma lay on her bed, curling herself as tears rolled down her red cheeks. Sadness engulfed her, bitterness crept into her soul and at that moment she hated everything about herself.She must have made a huge mistake by not sending a message, at least letting him know how much she missed him, and how she found the love of her life. Gemma blanked out after so much thought.It was morning again, the sunli
PLEASE LOVE ME NINETY
Fear, it's been fear ever since that news, the news Juan had shown her. What was she ever thinking? Her mind processed so many things at the same time. she quickly rushed out of the room, Pamela wasn't around, and the living room was empty. She quickly made her way to the kitchen. Gemma wiped her eyes, looking around, she picked up the knife and stared at it for a while then, slowly headed back to the bedroom door, Gemma peeped through the door and she couldn't see a soul but heard noises, she sniffled quietly, and walking out of the room. "Gemma?" She heard Isaac call, he had been out all day and finally came home. She shut the door slowly and pushed the knife under the bed, and jumped to the bed covering herself. The bedroom door opened, and she closed her eyes."Gemma?" he called, his steps were getting closer and she could feel his presence nearer. The door opened, and her eyes opened. Seeing him stand there, breathing hard. He looked scared for a moment."Hey?" She pulled the
PLEASE LOVE ME NINETY-ONE
The following morning, Gemma stepped out of the room in a white floral gown and a small pink bag. Her makeup was perfectly made. She had no idea where Pamela and Tracy were, disappearing in just seconds, she rolled her eyes and sighed heavily repeatedly, taking her keys from the desk, she took a blue coat over the white and green floral gown. As she opened the door about to step out, a text came in. Juan:You have 30 days left, Love. Gemma angrily threw her phone into her bag and continued. "Oh, Mrs Dale?" Tracy called, Gemma paused, looking frightened by her presence. "Tracy?" She asked, glancing up and down at her, she had her hair short and blonde, and Gemma was unable to recognize her. "It's me, Mrs Dale," she said with a smile, Gemma fell silently stunned, but she managed a smile, with a piercing gaze. "Is everything okay, Mrs Dale? You look tired" she asked. Gemma inhaled slowly. She was tired and could barely hang on, she felt heat consume her, and her eyes spinning. S
PLEASE LOVE ME NINETY-TWO
"Gems?" He called, she swallowed and raised her gaze, tears rolled down her cheek. "I'm sorr-'' she tightened her lips, and her gaze met his, Gemma stepped back, slamming the door. "Gemma!" Isaac opened the door, looking around and found her going down the elevator. "Gemma!" He rushed over, but didn't make it on time. The door closed before he could reach her. He quickly took out his phone, dialling her number. "Isaac? Come on!" Farah called from behind, he listened to her phone ring, and she picked. "Gemma?" He called, she remained silent, and he heard the door ding, she must have gotten to the last floor. "It's not…" "I know, Isaac… I just needed to leave, thought it would be disturbing to be around" she said faintly. "You should have…" she hung up, Isaac looked at his phone and sighed, Isaac turned around, Farah folded her arms across her chest, she had her brows up. "Why are you even calling? You would still go home to her" she said sarcastically. "It's none of your b
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