Mr Alexander was so surprised that the lady, being his ex wife which he didn't know, pointed in his direction. How justifiable it looked like for her to point at Mr Alexander when it was only the two of them that were putting on masks. Both masks properly covered their faces, leaving only the spaces for eyes, nose and mouth. “Yes!” Arthur made a fist with both of his hands. The only difference was that he didn't raise his hands to be seen. The brief moment of pointing at Alexander shocked Alexander. “This is not what I wanted,” Alexander thought and while the crowd was waiting for Mr Alexander to make his first step towards Becky, Becky signaled her friend, Diana, to come closer to her. “Tell whoever is in charge of the light shining on us to take it off.” Diana smiled and she pulled her ear away from Becky. Her smile was the reflection of her thoughts. “Maybe, Becky wants to do something more romantic,” she concluded. Meanwhile, Alexander was still standing and some seco
The next day at Becky and Diana's hotel room, they slept until the morning sun smashed against the glass window. Becky was the first to wake up. They must be tired not only from the dancing but from drinking some alcoholic wine. Diana was the one who actually made Becky take a full glass cup, but she deliberately refused to take another cup. Becky opened her eyes as she turned herself on the bed until she sat down at the edge of the bed. The time was almost 7am and she felt like lying down again. It was at this time Diana's phone started ringing. Becky stood up and went to the phone on the table to look who was calling. “Mr Humphrey!” Boldly on the screen. She can't pick up such a call, that was her former driver. Everyone who knew her before now knew that she had died. She held the phone and went and tapped Diana. “Get up Diana, your…,” chuckled. “Your darling is calling you.” Diana opened her eyes and looked at Becky and it was this time that the call ended. “Hi Becky,”
“Does Becky actually have a job for me?” Diana wondered, her skepticism evident as she watched Becky turned away from the window and walked toward her.“I’m heading to see Mr. Amos a few hours away,” Becky replied, glancing at Diana’s face, which was clouded with worry.“I’m fine,” Becky said quickly, dabbing at her eyes. “I just don’t like talking about my past—especially when it involves Mr. Alexander. I hardly control my emotions.”Diana’s expression remained unchanged despite Becky’s words.“What are you thinking about?” Becky asked.“The job,” Diana admitted. “I’m skeptical…”“Trust me,” Becky said, stepping closer and wrapping her in an embrace. “I have something lined up for you, and you’ll be surprised how everything turns out. Trust me.” She paused before asking,“Do you have the number for a house agent? Let’s get that sorted first.”“I know someone who might,” Diana replied as she felt a little relieved.“Please call them,” Diana urged. Diana immediately grabbed her phone a
“Am I dreaming? Arthur, is this real?” Alexander’s voice trembled as he stood still on the staircase, staring at the clips playing on Arthur’s phone.“She... is alive. I’m seeing what you’re seeing,” Arthur replied hastily, his tone equally stunned. Before he could continue, Alexander snatched the phone, bringing it closer to his eyes. His hands shook slightly as he scrutinized the video, feeling dissatisfied with the small screen.“Transfer these files to my laptop,” Alexander demanded, his voice urgent and strained. His breathing was shallow and rapid, as though he had run a marathon because of his excitement. “Come on, I need to see this on a bigger screen.”Arthur nodded and followed as Alexander stormed up the stairs to his room. Behind them, Mr. Tom, who had no idea what was happening, but followed them into his boss’ room.The moment they entered Alexander’s room, Tom turned on the laptop without waiting for instructions, and Arthur immediately began transferring the files. Ale
Becky's life was about to change for good in a direction she wasn't expecting. The doctor was the first to leave the building after telling Becky all that she needed to do. “We would have signed the contract now, but since there are some little adjustments, it will be done tomorrow at my office.” “Okay Mr Amos Wright,” Becky replied. But the aspect of making Amos' son releasing his sperm once in a week kept troubling her. “How am I going to do this?” She thought even in the presence of Mr Amos. “Wouldn’t it look awkward? What if he wakes up at that moment? Ejucalation is…Hmm. That might be the main reason why the doctor said I should do it.” “Mrs Hudson,” Mr Amos called as they were still in the sitting room down stairs. The name pulled her from her thoughts. “Mrs Hudson? Has he started calling me his son's name? What if Diana hears about this new name?” Her brain reacted. “Please, Sir, I will be more comfortable when you call me Miss Becky. I am sorry I'm being selfish
It all happened suddenly as the security men were about to kick Diana out of the building. She knew beforehand that Michelle was capable of doing something like this. “You are not welcome here, get out!” Michelle said as she stood in front of Diana. “I didn't come here because of you. I didn't come here to beg you for my previous job. Since I sat down, I didn't disturb anyone. Why are you looking for trouble?” “I have the right to send you out of this place. Your presence is a distraction to the peace of this place. I hate to see you.” She suddenly chuckled in a way that was annoying to Diana. She took her long from her face as the movement of her body was making her hair cover her face. “Listen, there is no way you can bypass me so that you will get your job again. I want you to suffer and learn the hard way. Where is your arrogant friend you brought the other day? You see that she had caused you your job and abandoned you. I want to use you as a scapegoat. I want everyone
Mr and Mrs Scholes slowly went and stood at their window at the right of the sitting room, closer to where they could see Mr Alexander's car properly. Her husband gently pulled the heavy curtain and they looked outside. “Why are they still standing there?” Mrs Scholes said softly. “I don't know. Probably they are confused.” “Why will they not be confused?” Mr Scholes remarked immediately. “What were they thinking?” “Probably he thought with all his money and influence, we would be shaking to tell him where Becky was.” “They are about to go,” Mrs Scholes quickly said. Their departing has a way of exciting the both of them. Mr Scholes left the curtain to fall back and he sighed. “Imagine we didn't allow Becky to go away, what would have happened?” “I am so glad we let her go. You were the one who wanted her to stay by all means. Sometimes, it's good to give our children the kind of freedom they are looking for.” Mr Scholes stepped closer to his wife and his her clos
Mr. Tom struck the desk sharply, forcing Manni to snap out of her thoughts.“Why is she taking so long to reply?” Mr. Alexander muttered under his breath, trying to suppress his growing frustration.Manni stood up slowly, her hands trembling. “I…” she stammered, her voice barely above what they could hear. Deep down, she didn’t want anything good to come to her sister. Yet, her hesitation only spurred Alexander to press further, thinking he could appeal to her emotions.“I know Becky is your only sister,” he began, his tone filled with trance-like remorse. “She must have told you everything that happened during our three years of marriage.”His words hung heavy. It was at this time, Mr. Tom opened his mouth to add something, but Alexander raised a hand to silence him. Before he could continue, the door creaked open, and Arthur stepped in, his impatience clearly written on his face.Alexander didn’t acknowledge the intrusion, his gaze locked on Manni. Tom, however, quickly stepped in f
Kathrine’s povThey say all good things come to an end. I already had a sense of what was waiting for me at home, judging by the flood of messages I got while my phone was on silent last night and this morning. All I could hope for was that Noah and Henry wouldn’t be around to see the awkward and embarrassing scene that was about to unfold.Part of me wished my mother had gone to church, giving me the chance to slip into the house unnoticed. But when I saw both her car and the professor's still in the garage, I knew luck wasn’t on my side today.I stepped out of the car, stretched my stiff muscles, and braced myself before following Noah into the house. He carried my gym bag while Henry held the packages from the hotel. As we opened the back door, I saw my mother sitting in the living room. She wore a modest dress with a wide collar and a skirt that fell halfway down her calves. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun, and she wasn’t wearing any makeup, making her look older than usual.
Henry’s povI didn’t want things to feel weird between Kathrine and me the next morning. Not while we were still at the hotel.I woke up early, wrapped up in Kathrine's legs, her hair spilling over the pillow. It was still dark outside, but I knew she’d wake up as soon as the sun peeked over the horizon. For a moment, I just lay there, watching her, amazed at how someone like her had ended up here, with me.Carefully, I slid out of bed, not wanting to disturb her warmth, but I had plans before she woke. She wasn’t usually one for big breakfasts, but last night had been... eventful. If she wasn’t hungry, I definitely was, so nothing would go to waste.I rang the concierge, who sounded half-asleep, and arranged a little surprise. Then, I tidied up the suite, making sure everything looked just right. Once I was satisfied, I settled onto the small couch and waited.Just as I expected, I soon heard soft movements from the bedroom. It couldn’t be Noah, too early, too quiet. I heard the bath
Noah's POV:“Hey, Noah, a little help?” Henry’s voice broke through the quiet, strained and impatient. “The water’s turning into ice here.”I moved quickly, snatching a towel from the vanity before scooping Kathrine into my arms. She felt light, almost weightless, her body limp but still warm. For a second, I worried she’d completely blacked out, but then she let out a faint murmur and nestled her face into the crook of my neck. I left Henry to deal with the tub, trusting him to drain it and clean up the mess, while I carried Kathrine to the bed. She was my priority now, my responsibility.Laying her down gently, I began to dry her off, the towel moving in slow, careful strokes. She stirred slightly, her lips parting as she mumbled something incoherent. Her hands fumbled weakly for the comforter, trying to pull it over herself. I couldn’t help but smile as I continued to towel her hair, which clung to her skin in damp strands. Her body was a canvas of faint marks, love bites on her ne
Kathrine's povI was incredibly sore, to the point where walking seemed impossible. My body had never experienced anything like that before. Slipping into the hot water was pure bliss, and the jets massaging my muscles? Incredible. But when I opened my eyes and looked at Henry, a different kind of ache filled me. His physique was unlike Noah's, taller, slimmer, and with more hair on his chest.I never thought I’d find body hair attractive, but... I liked the way it felt under my fingertips. It was so tempting that I moved closer, sliding over his legs to get near him. Reflecting on our time together so far, it felt like Noah and I had been the focus, while Henry had been overlooked.No one had touched him yet. That didn’t seem fair.My Henry, always so giving, so reserved, so disciplined. Now, all I wanted was to break through that control. For some reason, the thought of pushing his limits thrilled me.My soreness faded as the warm, swirling water worked its magic. "Henry?" I placed
Henry’s PovSeeing Kathrine like that was the most stunning thing I’d ever experienced. It wasn’t just about the physical part, it felt bigger, more meaningful, like it reached a part of me I didn’t even know was there. I won’t lie, I felt a little jealous that Noah was the one to be with her first, even though we’d planned it that way. Noah is calmer and softer than I am, and we wanted her first time to be so good that she’d want to keep going. I didn’t mind sitting back and watching, though. Well, not too much. I barely noticed Noah, my eyes were locked on Kathrine, watching every move, every reaction, every little sound she made. When she started asking for more intensity, I almost couldn’t hold myself together. If she liked it a little wild, then I knew she could handle me. But I could tell she wasn’t ready for me tonight, not after what Noah had just done. I’d have to wait my turn. I was also really proud of her for using her safe word when Noah did something she didn’t lik
Kathrine’s PovHenry and Noah awakened a part of me I didn’t even know was there. Who was this bold, teasing version of myself? Yet, slipping into that role felt as natural as breathing whenever things turned intimate between us. Pushing their buttons, especially Henry’s, gave me a thrill I couldn’t resist.“So, who’s going to take this off me?” I asked, my voice low and teasing, my hands gliding down my body as I held Henry’s gaze. He was the one in charge, the alpha. I thought stripping him of his clothes might have dimmed some of his power, but he still sat there like a king, composed, unshakable. My skin prickled as his eyes roamed over me.“Noah,” Henry said, a slow, confident smile spreading across his face. “You’ll undress her, but not with your hands. Use your teeth.”Noah’s eyes sparkled with excitement. He moved onto the bed, hovering above me on all fours, his body enclosing mine. He leaned down, catching the thin strap of my top between his teeth and tugging it off one
Kathrine's POVMy heart pounded as my gaze darted between Henry, Noah, and the delicate pendant in his hand. A lump formed in my throat.I had never thought about anyone else outside the two of them. Why would I? Henry and Noah were already more than enough. Polyamory meant multiple lovers, sure, I understood that in theory. But in my world, it was just them. Just us. I already had my hands full. So why would I ever look elsewhere?But then, was I ready for a real, committed relationship? I had told myself this was supposed to be light, fun, just an experiment. No strings, no deep emotions, no heartbreak. That way, when these two playboys inevitably moved on, I wouldn’t be left shattered.I should have said no to the necklace. I should have laughed it off, made a joke, or even called for a timeout. But I didn’t. Instead, I stood up, my hands trembling as I brushed aside the paper wrappings. I didn’t say a word. My body moved on instinct as I turned my back to Noah, knelt before him, an
Kathrine’s POVThe Grand was a fancy hotel on top of the mountain, mostly for rich skiers and socialites from out of town. It looked like a giant Swiss chalet, but with a ballroom, a conference center, and five floors. Everyone knew about it, but locals hardly ever went there because it was too expensive. I didn’t even want to ask how much Henry had paid for a room for the night.As we walked into the lobby, it felt like stepping into another world. A huge stone fireplace sat in the middle, though it wasn’t lit. Cozy chairs were arranged around it, and I could almost imagine coming back from skiing and warming up by the fire. To one side, there was a bar and a restaurant, and a grand staircase leading up. Henry went to the front desk, signed some papers, and got the key.“All set,” he said with a smile before leading me, not to the stairs, but to an elevator. That meant our room was on a higher floor. When we got in, Henry pressed the top button. It wasn’t numbered, just marked with a
Noah’s povI was sitting in my truck outside the Tokyo House restaurant, tapping my fingers on the steering wheel, feeling restless. The sky had an unusual orange glow as dark storm clouds began to cover the setting sun. The air felt thick, like rain was about to fall any moment, and I could sense the shift in the weather. I hoped Henry and Kathrine would arrive before the downpour started. Thankfully, I had thought to bring an umbrella, just in case.I glanced at my phone again, but there were still no messages from either of them.Just as the first heavy raindrops began to hit my windshield, I noticed the Impala pulling into the gravel parking lot. I quickly grabbed my umbrella and hurried over to hold it above the passenger door for Kathrine as she got out.She stepped out carefully, offering a small smile, though it seemed a bit forced. "Oh, Noah! Hi," she said.I wanted to kiss her, but something about the way she carried herself made me hesitate. I glanced at Henry over the car