“If I could do it all over again.. I would know what it felt like to lose you, and if you give me one more chance, I promise, I would do everything in my power to keep you.” - Rashida Rowe …..Alessandra POVAfter the party, Stavros drove me home. Exhaustion and the searing pain in my soles made every step an agonizing effort. He was so disappointed, his shoulders slumped as he wanted to stay, but I insisted otherwise.I am determined to weigh the possibilities this time. I am guarded. The memory of his betrayal looped in my head. Each repetition is a fresh stab of anxiety. The thought of getting hurt again in a relentless torment.If he had stayed last night, I might have woken up with him by my side. I can’t trust my traitorous body. I had to create some distance. He has to work hard to win my trust back. I wanted to be courted by him.Last time, there was no courting. It was a whirlwind romance.Today, I signed a contract with Victoria’s Secret, a momentous occasion filled with ex
Girls around the cafe swooned at his sight.And I hate to admit, I am gazing at him drooling over his almost to perfection look. Dressed in his sharp suit, he entered the cafe, and the space seemed to contract around him, his presence filling the room.He sat on the chair across from me and placed the flower on the empty end of the table. “Are you by any chance visiting some sick people?” I taunted, cocking an eyebrow with suppressed mirth. “Yes. But she appears to be doing well now,” he said, holding back a smile, though the corners of his lips twitched.I chuckled, shaking my head.I stopped by at your place. Rang your doorbell, and waited for a while, but no response. I thought you were still sleeping,” he explains as he gazes at me. Why are you at my place this early? Don’t you have work to do?” I say with a dry tone, looking him in the eye.“I do. But I gotta see you first,” he confessed with a goofy grin. He looks devilishly handsome when he does that. I was itching to throw m
Stavros POVThree months have passed, and Alessandra still has shown no signs of accepting me. Her distant gaze and quiet demeanour, though she offered smiles — smiles that didn’t reach her eyes, a clarity that there was a wall between us.I went all out with the romantic gestures, even if it meant facing some serious teasing from my friends.I took her out for dinner, and most of the time, I cooked them for her. Surprise her with her favourite flowers and chocolates. I’ve done all I could do to soften her heart, but it wasn’t enough.I remember her laughter ringing in my ears as she saw me in my flour-dusted apron.I had assumed she’d stay. The night air was cool and crisp, hinting at the coming dawn, but she left. Nothing had changed. Meeting her changed me. I’ve given up the things I loathed. I could never have dreamt of breaking it.Three months ago, she promised to talk when she returned, but I needed to stop Jake from following her.Yes, she found out when, unfortunately, my sec
“To lose someone you love is to alter your life forever…The pain stops, and there are new people, but the gap never closes…This hole in your heart is the shape of someone you lost - No one else can fit it.” - Unknown…..Alessandra POVThe last shot for the swimwear catalogue was a flurry of poses
“Yes?” he prompted. A glint of warmth shone in his eyes as he turned to me, his gaze encouraging and kind.“Yes, as I used to... “ “ I paused for a moment. I can’t seem to find the exact word I’m looking for. “No,” I faltered. His eyes gauging.“Because not anymore,” my voice dropped into a murmur.
The faint scent of his cologne filled the air.And again, I couldn’t help but compare him to Stavros.“You look simply beautiful,” he said, a slow smile spreading across his face as his eyes raked over me.“Thank you,” I replied, forcing out a small smile.“You ready?” he asked after, not noticing m
Noticing my unsteady gait, Anthony seized my hand. “I’ll take you to your room,” he offered politely.“Thanks,” I gurgled. My voice sounded breathy, rather incoherently.His embrace was close, and I was dizzy from it, offering no protest. Reaching our room, he immediately took my keys and opened the
He shut the door. I noticed the paper he held. It looked crisp and untouched. In big, bold letters, the name Alessandra stood out. It seemed to shout from the page.ALESSANDRA.I laughed at it.“Alessandra knows us, Pancho,” I chuckled. He shrugged, a serious expression etched on his face. I never k
I suggested, “Let’s step outside,” so she could dress in peace, without feeling rushed or observed. And I walked out the door with mixed feelings. Mortified and angry.I heard my son’s sharp voice command the girl to leave immediately, promising a call when he was free.“Is dad here too?“ Alexander
Despite the tumultuous journey of our marriage, filled with laughter and tears, our love has proven resilient, weathering every storm.I was happy. Overwhelmingly blissful.And until now, we still love each other. We respected each other. In every major life decision, we’ve always had an equal voice
Although, when he turns twenty-eight, my husband will give him the Demakis Corp, as promised.“Honey, I’ve been thinking about a trip to Greece to see Alexander.” I randomly blurted out as I popped a piece of asparagus in my mouth.We were having dinner.Stavros sat in the middle of the long dining
Yes, he still makes me giggle like a giddy teenager.“Stop wriggling,” Stav chuckled, his breath warm on my ear, “or I’m gonna drop you,” and I frowned.“Do you understand that I’m pregnant? Of course, I’m heavy. I’m fat!“I hissed, a little stung by the truth, the words like a bitter taste in my mou
“Done, Mommy,” he proudly exclaimed, a grin splitting his saucy face as he held up his empty plate. “Can I leave now?” he asked in his sweet little voice, melting every ounce of resistance I had to put up with them.“Daddy will clean you up first,” I smiled as I put the plate of spaghetti in front o
“Hand it to me,” I demanded, my gaze sharp on Alex, a sweet smile playing on my lips that belied the warning in my eyes.My son shook his head vigorously, the familiar scene a blur of frustrated sighs and clenched fists.“I promise I will eat my dinner, Mommy. Just let me taste it,” he begged, smili
“There’s nothing that makes you more insane than family. Or happier. Or more exasperated. Or more... secure.” — Jim ButcherWarning: Sexual Content. Please be guided.….Alessandra POV5 years later...“That is gwoss, mommy!” My second three-year-old son, his face screwed up in a stubborn frown, exc
“Are you okay?” I asked.“Sorry, I woke you up,” she murmured hoarsely.She looked like she had just vomited everything she had eaten the previous night, and her face was devoid of color.“Should I call a physician?” I asked, worried eyes sweeping her pale face. My heart pounded as unpleasant though
Her legs clamped down around my neck, and I held them apart as I devoured her as if I had been starved for years. Her resistance only fueled my desire to please her more, as her cries of ecstasy spurred me on.My skillful tongue fucked her, sucked her hard, then lapped it up and down. Sucking, lappi