Unlike the parties Smiles have attended, this was different…classical and full of filthy rich men and women, dressed in expensive suits and their women with expensive ball gowns and jewelries.She never had any jewelry and she wasn't complaining, bit like she wanted any.Watching the crowd dancing left a smile plastered on her face. The atmosphere was so lively and good that she felt so drowned in it and never wished to go.Her gaze caused the sight of Keane walking to her direction, her smiles broadings but was quick to fade at the sight of the brunette beside him. She was the lady he's been hanging around with, Lisa….his first love and girlfriend. Smile hasn't seen her since she came unless it's just now she's coming.The sight of them holding hands like couples aches her already bleeding heart making it bleed even more. She staggers, almost falling. Thanks to the man behind the counter, she didn't fall."Be careful, beauty" He said and she nods before saying"Thank you". He just fla
She grabs on his boxers about to pull it off but was stopped by him."You've been such an obedient slave!" He said. She lowers her head, giving him all the respect he deserves. Normally, even though she will give him respectfully, not to this extent but because if she lives for him, she finds herself lowering herself to his every demand and commands even when it's not needed."And master is pleased with you" he said, picking up a wet strand of her hair, playing with it."For that reason, I wish to grant you one wish…that's if you have any" he said.She was stunned by his words as she stared at him in astonishment and disbelief. Was he seriously offering her a chance to make a wish? She thought conflicted."Make…a wish?" She stutters, staring at him with eyes that silently begs him not to pull her legs.He nods and say"Yes…any thing…I will grant" he said playing with her hair.There's nothing more she wishes for than wanting him to be hers. Maybe she's a bit selfish right now but she
She grabs on his boxers about to pull it off but was stopped by him."You've been such an obedient slave!" He said. She lowers her head, giving him all the respect he deserves. Normally, even though she will give him respectfully, not to this extent but because if she lives for him, she finds herself lowering herself to his every demand and commands even when it's not needed."And master is pleased with you" he said, picking up a wet strand of her hair, playing with it."For that reason, I wish to grant you one wish…that's if you have any" he said.She was stunned by his words as she stared at him in astonishment and disbelief. Was he seriously offering her a chance to make a wish? She thought conflicted."Make…a wish?" She stutters, staring at him with eyes that silently begs him not to pull her legs.He nods and say"Yes…any thing…I will grant" he said playing with her hair.There's nothing more she wishes for than wanting him to be hers. Maybe she's a bit selfish right now but she
Jessie's pov Days turned into weeks and weeks into a month. Things still haven't changed and of course, everything kept going on pretty well. No fights or arguments with Melanie which at first budged me but then I decided to stop getting worked up over her. Seeing her outside is rare and even when she goes out, she comes back pretty fast. And also without exchanging words with me. None whatsoever. Which wasn't only suspicious but also strange. She was never that quite, which still continue baffling me. Walking back into the mansion after dropping the kids off at school, I was shocked to the narrow bone when I encountered her and not only that; she's approaching the front door while dragging her luggage behind her, together with two maids behind her, carrying the rest."What's happening?" I thought inwardly, stepping inside and leaving the door open after signalling to the guard by the door to leave it open. Acting oblivious, I made to walk past her when I was sidestepped by her an
Jessie's povAt first, I wanted to burst out into a loud laughter but then it was more realistic than I could have thought and then that would be the most childish thing on my part. Looking down at him, most especially at the ring held between his index finger and thumb- a shiny silver ring. Just looking at it made me shake my head. This can't be happening. Is this the Xander I know? No, I mean... All this are just so unexpected. Just as I was about taking a step backward, I felt his touch on my thigh which made me stop. "Jessie." His eyes stared straight into mine and as much as I'd love to look away from his enchanting ones, I found myself entrapped. His voice so soft and soothing that I couldn't help lowering myself down on the ground; on my knees. "Why are you doing this?" Now face-to-face with him but not the same height, I threw a question at him in the stead of a response. His brows furrows for a second, "What does that mean?""I mean, this is coming out of the blue. And th
When his hand stopped roaming my sides and landed on my breast , a moan slipped past my lips. This never happened at the meetings. I never enjoyed them but here l was feeling like l was in heaven. His palm on my breast was soft as he touched me, yet I could feel now just how much he was restraining himself. There was a slight tremor with in him as he held back."Do you want to go to the bedroom?", My mouth asked, and I felt like I was going on autopilot. Perhaps it was my exhaustion,or the small amount of alcohol in my system. But I knew those things mixed with Aleksander's dark allure were dangerous. His touch was winning my body over ."Fuck yes," He growled. I froze, but in the next instant he lifted me up from the couch and rose to his feet. His quick speed and calm strength impressed me. A bright blush spread across my cheeks and I wondered if he could see my resemblance to a tomato. He carried me into the bedroom where nothing but the New York City lights streamed into a darken
Jessie's PovThere's the chance to back off if I don't want the kiss but what happened was; I never took that chance. I stayed rooted on the spot even as his hands wrapped around my waist, finally erecting me to a firm spot in which I no longer have the chance for an escape. My head went buckled up as his lips dawned even more firmer on mine. Instead of resisting or denying him further access, my arms shoots up from beside me and the next thing I knew was that I now have my arms wrapped around his neck. Before I knew it, a moan slipped off my mouth which caused me to go rigid. He seem to notice instantly as I wanted to withdraw from him but he tightens his arms around me even more, signalling 'access denied'."I..." I was embarrassed even more as I spoke against his lips. Whereas, he simply chuckled nonchalantly."Stay." I stilled when he commanded. Our lips are now disconnected and as I stared up at him without moving even an inch, I know just who will be the end of me. Those chest
“As much as I love to see you in your white undies, I need them out to do my job”, his moves became even more sensual. His words suddenly sounded so sexy. His eyes convey pure lust towards the beauty in front of him. I felt overwhelmed. I have never seen this side of him. So attractive. He is a man, but I dare to say, he is bewitching, irresistible, and deadly seductive. I think all my known adjective words to describe him right now do not give him justice. He was somehow a mixture of ferociously fierce and sweet. Playful and dedicated. How can even two opposite things be in one and still result positively? He looked passionately aroused yet so careful to touch her. As if she was a porcelain doll that would break into pieces if not being careful. He started showering kisses all over my toes, up to my legs, knees, thighs, and all around my lower body. I let him do as he wanted. Until he finally reaches the very center of my being. He marveled at the look of my untouched possessions.
Thank you all who followed along on Xander's and Jessie's journey. I really hope you enjoyed the journey and then, keep showing the story some love. It was such an emotional rollercoaster, filled with awakening blissful ride, and the bonding of our two lovely couples- Xander and Jessie - as they surged through the circumstances that surrounds life together with their kids. This happened to be my third book on Goodnovel and I honestly can't believe it's me getting this much support. To everyone who sticked to this novel from the beginning to the end, I so much appreciate. I'm so glad to have each and every one of you and as good as this sounds, am happy I still have so much support even as I end this story. The journey from the beginning down towards the end is fascinating and I will say this- I don't regret bringing this novel out to the world. You readers are so amazing and will always have a spot in my heart. Keep supporting and let's keep growing. I will see you all in my other
Third Person's povTwo weeks later, the day of the wedding had finally arrived. Jessie stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a stunning white gown, her hair and makeup done to perfection. She looked radiant, like a princess out of a fairy tale. Outside, the guests were already gathered, and Xander was waiting at the altar, his eyes shining with happiness. As the music began, Jessie took a deep breath and started down the aisle. It was the moment she had been waiting for her entire life.As Jessie and Xander exchanged their vows, the words felt like a promise of a lifetime of happiness. They pledged their love and devotion to each other, their voices filled with emotion. When it came time for the kiss, they gazed into each other's eyes, and then their lips met. It was a kiss that would last a lifetime, a kiss that would seal their bond forever. As the guests cheered and clapped, Jessie and Xander just held each other, lost in the moment. They had found their happily ever after.As t
Third Person's povThe hospital room was filled with police officers, all asking questions and taking notes. Scott stood in the corner, his heart racing. He had called them as soon as they had gotten to the hospital, hoping they would be able to help. But now, he wasn't sure if he had made the right decision. What if they couldn't find the person responsible? What if they couldn't make Jessie better? He felt like the world was crashing down around him, and he didn't know how to make it stop.As the police filed out of the room, one of the officers turned to Scott. "We'll be in touch," he said, his voice solemn. "We'll do everything we can to find out what happened and who's responsible." Scott nodded, trying to quell the panic that was rising within him. He knew he had to stay strong for the kids, but it was so hard. He felt like the weight of the world was on his shoulders, and he didn't know if he could carry it any longer.As the police questioned Melanie and Sarah, the girls were
Third person's pov"But I'm glad you did it." She paused, looking at him carefully. "And I agree, I'd love to be your girlfriend." Fred couldn't believe it. He had only just met this woman, and yet he already felt a connection like no other. He felt as if he had known her forever, and he knew that this was the start of something special.Melanie stared at Sarah in disbelief. "Are you serious?" she asked, her voice trembling. "I can't believe you would even suggest such a thing. That's...that's crazy!" Sarah's face hardened, and her voice was icy. "Oh, so it's crazy to want to get rid of that gold digger who's stealing your boyfriend away from you?" Melanie felt like she had been punched in the gut. She had never imagined that Sarah would feel this way about her. She shook her head, her mind reeling. "You're wrong, Sarah," she said, her voice breaking."I know you're upset," Sarah said, her voice softening. "But I just want what's best for you. You deserve better than this. You des
Third person's pov When Xander got home, he found Jessie waiting for him, her eyes wide with worry. "What happened?" she asked, her voice full of concern. Xander took a deep breath, and then he told her everything. He told her about his conversation with Fred, and about the changes he had seen in his brother. When he finished, Jessie's eyes were shining with tears. "I'm so proud of you," she said, reaching out to take his hand. "You've done something truly amazing."In the weeks that followed, Fred and Xander began to rebuild their relationship. It wasn't easy, and there were times when the old anger and resentment would bubble to the surface. But they worked through it, and slowly but surely, they found a new understanding. For the first time, they saw each other as brothers, not as rivals. And as time went on, they began to rebuild their lives. It was a long and difficult process, but they never gave up. They knew that they were stronger together than they ever could be apart.T
Third person's povIt was a dark and stormy night when the gang met at their usual hideout. They gathered around the table, each of them eager to make their mark on the world. "We need to pull off the perfect heist," Fred said, his voice full of determination. "We need to rob someone who's rich and powerful. Someone who won't be able to fight back." The others nodded, their eyes glittering with excitement. But little did they know, their plan was about to go horribly wrong.The gang had their sights set on the fourth richest billionaire in New York, a man who had made his fortune in real estate. They studied his security, looking for any weaknesses. But as they were plotting their heist, they didn't realize that their plan was about to fall apart. Unknown to them, their scheme had been uncovered, and the FBI was on their trail. The net was closing in, and it was only a matter of time before they were caught.Fred sprinted down the street, his heart pounding in his chest. He turned d
Third person's povAs Jessie was getting ready, Xander knocked on the bedroom door. "I've got your car ready," he said, his tone upbeat. "My driver will take you to the party, since you said Melanie didn't want me there." Jessie felt grateful for Xander's understanding. "Thank you," she said, giving him a quick hug. "I know this is a little outside your comfort zone, so I appreciate you being so supportive." Xander gave her a smile. "It's no problem," he said, his voice full of reassurance. "Have fun tonight!"Jessie stepped out of the car and made her way to the front door of the mansion where the party was being held. As she rang the doorbell, she felt her heart pounding in her chest. The door opened, and there stood Melanie and Sarah, both of them smiling brightly. "Jessie!" Melanie exclaimed, her voice dripping with insincerity. "We're so glad you could make it!" Sarah gave Jessie a hug, and then they both ushered her inside. But as they did, Jessie couldn't help but feel a
Third Person's pov "Jessie, we need to talk about this," Xander said, his voice calm but firm. "Your jealousy is getting out of hand. You can't keep throwing things at people just because you're feeling insecure." Jessie's eyes widened as she suddenly remembered the food she had been cooking. "Oh no!" she exclaimed, running to the kitchen. Sure enough, smoke was billowing from the stovetop, and the pot of pasta was starting to burn.The maids hurried into the kitchen, ready to put out the fire. But when they saw Jessie standing there, they froze. They had heard the yelling and seen the pillow fly across the room, and they were afraid of getting caught in the middle of whatever was going on. "Um, we can take care of this," one of the maids said, her voice trembling. "You don't need to worry about it." But Jessie simply waved them away. "It's fine," she said, her voice shaky. "I've got it under control."As Jessie reached for the pot, her fingers brushed against the hot metal and
Third person pov The next day, Jessie's phone rang, and she saw that it was Melanie calling. "What does she want?" she thought, feeling a mixture of annoyance and curiosity. She let the call go to voicemail, not wanting to talk to Melanie right away. A few minutes later, she received a text from Melanie asking to meet for coffee. Jessie hesitated, unsure of what to do. On the one hand, she didn't want to see Melanie, but on the other hand, she was curious about what she wanted to talk about.Jessie took a deep breath and answered the call. "What's up, Melanie?" she asked, trying to sound casual. "I really need to talk to you," Melanie said, her voice desperate. "It's important. Can we meet for coffee?" Jessie reluctantly agreed, and they set a time and place to meet. As she hung up the phone, she couldn't help but feel uneasy. Melanie's desperation was unsettling, and she had a bad feeling about what she might have to say.Meanwhile, Melanie met up with her friend, Sarah, who was