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
Speechless, I stared at him, my throat constricting with a sudden dryness. A thick fog settled in my brain. I couldn’t find the words. My mind was swimming in disarray and out of control.“It was clear the moment I arrived. I was too late. Your heart was no longer mine to hold. I can’t promise to be
Rafael POVI am ready to marry Alessandra. She slowly crept into my heart every day. I just woke up one day, missing her terribly, and I’m prepared to change her heart.The best night of my life was when, under the soft glow of the moon, she whispered “yes”.I smiled again.With the proposal a resou
I was drowning in a sea of success after taking over the company. The constant stream of positive results was exhilarating.I looked over the towering stack of contracts, each one a weighty promise, when my door burst open, revealing Loraine. Her face was a mask of fury, and she breathed harshly as
A defiant set to her jaw couldn’t quite mask the fear and uncertainty that flickered in her eyes. With a sharp turn, she fled, the door slamming shut with a loud bang that echoed in the sudden silence.A tremor ran through me as I stared at my bruised knuckles, the blood welling and dripping onto th
“NO!” I protested angrily and slammed the phone furiously down.My heart and head swirled with fear. The hole in my heart seemed to grow tremendously, a gaping wound that ached with every breath.I got up and paced the room, the rhythmic thud of my feet a counterpoint to my racing heart.No, she can
....Alessandra POVIn the weeks leading up to the wedding, a sense of excited chaos filled the house. Everyone was busy, their energy focused on making the big day perfect, while I contemplated my decision. A growing dread filled me as the wedding approached. It just didn’t feel right. I’m having s
“Alessandra, darling!” she exclaimed, her smile wide as she bounded towards me, arms outstretched for a hug.Mariane is one of my mom’s friends. She’s one of Spain’s most prestigious wedding designers, known for her intricate lace and luxurious silks.She’s in her mid-40s, but with her radiant skin
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