“Please stop crying, Alessandra.”I hate to see her crying. She wiped her tears and stared at me.Hot tears streamed down her face, her gaze lingering on mine with a tenderness reserved for a cherished friend, not a romantic partner.“I can’t marry you, Rafael,” she managed, the confession a painful
The burden of the arranged marriage lifted, leaving my chest feeling light and airy. A genuine happiness, a feeling long absent, washed over me. At the same time, a wave of sadness washed over me for the man with the kindest, most genuine heart I’d ever known. He didn’t deserve my rejection, but he
I parked in their driveway and walked to the front door, pushing the doorbell button.A few minutes later, Lucy opened the door.“Hi,” I smiled.“Come in! I’m glad you came,” she exclaimed happily as she pulled me in for a hug. She guided me to the living room, where Carlos was sitting, talking on t
“Nothing is perfect. Life is messy. Relationships are complex. Outcomes are uncertain. People are irrational. — Hugh Mackay ..... Warning: This chapter contains sexual content. Please read at your discretion. Stavros POV I was sitting on the balcony, watching the calm water while drinking whiske
He held me so firmly that all my attempts to turn my head and identify my stalker were futile. He had me restrained with his bulky arms. I was battling foolishly with my heavy eyes to stay open, but I failed while trying to wrench myself free of his tight embrace.All my efforts were in vain, and al
I felt the breeze coming in from the door. My legs are bare.I’m wearing one of his white shirts, which barely covers half of my thigh.He was just watching me with open admiration, and I felt a little skittish at the intensity of his gaze.And I noticed his eyes were full of sadness, pain, and long
It’s a wonder how my senses could feel him, even if my eyes were closed.I felt him walk closer, and soon, he was hugging me from behind. His chin was resting on my shoulder.“You need to eat,” he whispered. “You’ve been sleeping for almost thirteen hours.”“What?” I exclaimed incredulously, turning
“You can call later after your breakfast,” I suggest in a clipped tone.The thought that she was going to leave me left me with fear.“By the way, what happened to my car? The groceries I bought?” she inquired, scowling when reality set in her head. “And where’s my purse?” She incessantly complained
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