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Hard For Him to Move On

Penulis: MysticAmy
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-06-21 21:22:49
As we arrived home, I headed straight to my room to sort through the new clothes we’d bought. It felt surreal to have so many new outfits.

I’d never had this much before, even when I was living alone. I happily folded each piece, admiring the various styles and colors. It was a luxury I wasn’t used to, but it felt nice.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I looked up to see Joaquin leaning against the doorframe, a soft smile on his face.

"What's up?" I asked, returning his smile.

"I just wanted to see what you’re up to," he said, his eyes scanning the room. "Are you happy?"

I nodded, still smiling. "Yes, I’m happy. I feel very spoiled, actually."

"Good," he said, stepping inside and sitting on the edge of my bed. "You deserve it."

"I almost feel guilty about all of this," I admitted, folding another shirt. "But since you keep reassuring me that it’s alright, I thought maybe I could abuse you more financially."

Joaquin laughed, the sound rich and genuine. "It will never be an abuse
MysticAmy

Poor Joaquin... still cannot move on from Clarise. Shall Haven help him? ;)

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    Two days had passed since that night—the night he kissed me, touched me, and then walked away like I was a mistake.Since then, Joaquin and I had slipped into a silent routine, the kind that only cracked open when convenience demanded it.We both worked from home, communicating only when absolutely necessary—when discussing the status of manuscripts or coordinating meetings.Nothing personal. Nothing close.The warmth from before had all but vanished, like a curtain drawn over the sun.It was late in the afternoon when we were seated across each other in his study. Papers scattered between us, a laptop open to a shared document as we read through a final chapter submission from one of our authors. We gave notes. We revised. We edited.Just like normal.“I just flagged a pacing issue in chapter fifteen,” Joaquin said, voice neutral.I nodded, eyes still glued to the screen. “Got it. I’ll adjust the timeline slightly to make the transition smoother.”“Thanks,” he said. “And—right, befor

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  • Pen & Passion   I'm Sorry

    His lips pressed against mine again, soft but hungry, and this time, I didn’t pull away.I couldn’t.The heat of his body, the way his hand gently cupped my face, the intensity in his eyes—all of it made it impossible to think clearly. I melted into the kiss, my fingers clutching the fabric of his shirt as if anchoring myself to reality.He deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine with a desperation that made my knees weak. I gasped softly, my back arching as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer.The silk of the lingerie clung to my skin as his hands trailed down my waist, fingertips leaving trails of fire in their wake.“Joaquin…” I whispered between kisses, barely catching my breath.“Hm?” he replied, lips brushing against my jaw as he moved to kiss the underside of my ear, then lower—my neck, my collarbone, everywhere he could reach.My fingers tangled in his hair as he kissed his way down. My body pressed against his, aching, tense, wanting. His palm slipped u

  • Pen & Passion   Fair Warning

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  • Pen & Passion   He's Cute and Hot!

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