“Likewise,” I said, a saccharine smile plastered on my face, though a bitter taste lingered on my tongue.My teeth clamped tightly as I met her gaze, unflinching.Rafael took the chair between Loraine and me.I looked anywhere but Stavros.I avoided his gaze and the torturing moments with Loraine.T
“Sure,” Stavros replied sweetly to her.My knuckles whitened as I unconsciously gripped my wineglass, watching the pair move intimately onto the dance floor. The music vibrated through the floor and into my tense body. Then Stavros held her closely, and it broke my heart over and over.One would thi
A chill ran down my spine as she recognized the distinctive rhythm of the footstep, somehow both familiar and unsettling.The air shifted, and I could smell a faint scent that was too achingly familiar. That belonged to him.My throat tightened as I swallowed hard, the decision to leave weighing hea
He gazed at me.“Can’t you give me another shot? Is there someone else?” he asked, searching her eyes for the truth. “Is it because of Rafael?” he accused, his tone clipped and cold.The coldness of his tone had seeped through my heart.“There’s no one, Stavros. Each time I lose sight of you, the pa
I briskly followed Alessandra.I saw her emerge from the washroom and head toward the balcony.She sat on the couch for a few minutes, then, with a sigh, she pushed herself up and walked to the glass wall, her eyes fixed on the world beyond. She didn’t notice me yet.I was debating whether to approa
“You can lie to everyone else, but you can never really lie to yourself.” — Anonymous.....Rafael Valiente POVI left Alessandra at our table to speak to Christopher, my lawyer. I had a problem with my shipyard lately.Amidst the towering cranes and the cacophony of the shipyard, the loading and un
I snatched my purse, and we convoyed to our parents’ house. Antonio and I entered the living room to find my parents and grandparents engaged in conversation. Emmanuel was sitting beside Abuela.“Alessandra, my love,” Abuela greeted me, rising to meet me. She pulled me into a hug, which I returned
I looked behind me to where the door was, and Rafael walked in with a big smile plastered on his handsome face.He gave his mom and my mom a kiss on the cheek. Afterward, he shook hands with my father.“Oh, dios mío!“Oh my goodness!” Grandma gasped. I think it is overdramatic. “¿Eres Rafael?“Are you
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