"Relax, Gia Wilsons! That hot sin in your bedroom is just messing with you." I murmur to myself as I make my way to the kitchen.Yeah, that should be it. He just wanted to get a reaction from me. That's all. He is just pulling my leg. He knows his spell-binding beauty scares me, and that is the only reason he said that. Just to scare me. What else? Nothing, right? I don't know why I am finding it difficult to believe in my own words, but at least I can trust that Deep is decent enough not to walk in front of me naked. I am sure he can't. He was just pulling my leg. I mean, no, I can't get that picture.I open the fridge and start taking things out one by one. I don't know where I got that absurd excuse of coming to the kitchen to look for something to cook when I knew very well that everything should be spoiled by now. More than five months is a long time. There is nothing that can save us here except the eggs that were not in the fridge and a packet of pick 'n' peel that has turned i
Less than an hour later, we are perched in the living room, enjoying the perfectly made pancakes. They say there is nothing like perfection, but I think this guy is perfection. He is just perfect in everything I have witnessed so far, except in the field of love. He seems to have misfortune following him in matters of the heart. The first woman was killed, and the second one just left him in the middle of their wedding preparations. What will the third one do to him? What will happen to her? Leave him hanging or reject him at the altar? I hope not. I hope he will be lucky this time around. All this beauty deserves nothing but happiness."So, how is the hotel doing?" I ask, realizing I had not touched on that subject despite being the reason for that misfortune. I owe this guy more than I will be able to repay him."Everything is working just fine. I had to explain to my parents the reason behind the bombing." He says."And?" I ask eagerly. Remembering the conversation with his mother,
A soft kiss on my forehead just disturbed my sweet sleep. I groan as I peel my eyes lazily. They still feel heavy and dizzy, and my whole body feels so tired, and someplace down there is painful and sore. I can feel the irritating itchiness of the soreness. My! Is this how sex feels afterward?Last night was crazy. It was a night full of lust, passion, and utter madness. We were both so wildly uncontrollable. The charm was so irresistibly strong. The urge was so strong. It couldn't have been prevented. The desire was burning us without mercy; we couldn't let it consume us. So we dove into the world of the magic of burning pleasure and sin. We swam in the ocean of the madness of sex. We tasted the mind-bogglingly juicy, sweet sin. We both willingly surrendered our bodies and practically our all to each other, and the night was like no other. It was memorable. It was terrific. It is incredibly sweet and mind-clogging.If that was a message he wanted to put across—that he indeed is irres
Hang on. What? Ready? From where exactly? Did he defrost the juice and scramble some eggs or what? "What do you mean it's ready? All the milk was spoilt." I state, and he stares at me for a minute before speaking."You heard me right. Breakfast is ready. I woke up early in the morning and thought, Since it is thanks to me that you will not be able to leave the bed today, since it is thanks to me that we had such sweet, steamy sex that now sounds like you didn't want, why not make it up to you? So I drove around and asked around, and that's how I found my way to the market. I bought all the foodstuffs that I thought were necessary. So maybe, just maybe, you can give me some little credit now, even just a little."Shiet! Now that hurts, huh? He did all that? Well, I won't deny underestimating him. It seems I have a lot to learn about him. Wait, I didn't say I did not want what happened last night, did I? I wanted it. I loved it. I love the experience. If not for anything else, at least
I am leaving my beautiful home, but I will return. I will not say soon or when exactly, but I surely will. I will not just return alone, but next time I visit, hopefully, I will have news about my father, and Grace too will be with me. Hopefully, because that brat is such a hardcore. Hope is all I have, all I am carrying, and I am not letting go of it.I drag my unwilling, lazy self to the car where Deep is waiting and hop in. This foul mood between us is killing me. But what can I do to help if I am the problem? I see him, and I remember that passionate night. The electric jolts of his soft touch on my bare skin are yet to vanish. I look at him, and I remember how childishly I acted yesterday morning. My jealousy and outbursts are not in any way justified. I know I have no right to ask him anything, even if I run into him with another woman this very minute. I allowed everything that happened. I did not ask questions before, and I shouldn't do it now. I don't know why my mind can't e
"Tell me, Gia. Is this the new us now? This is how we are going to behave from now on, like enemies." Enemies? No, Deep! You and I can never be enemies. Not ever. I would rather die than see that happen.This is the chance I have been itching for to straighten things up. This all started with me; I should end it myself. I take a deep breath. "I am sorry, Deep. I just don't know. Maybe I never expected us to go that far in such a short time. But I will be fine, I promise. And I have nothing against you. I just don't know how to behave around you anymore, you know? Do you want the former Gia or the woman you just had sex with? It's confusing. It's...." He stops me from further ranting, putting a finger under my chin and tilting my head to face him. "First, stop calling it just sex. It wasn't plain in any way. You and I know that there were feelings involved, okay?"Feelings! There were feelings. Sweet, right? But what feelings? The only feelings involved here are that I have fallen for
We finish loading the clothes I have bought for the girls in Deep's car. They are a lot, and Deep chipped in too, despite my refusal. We get in, and he drives us on the way to where the girls are staying. Just thinking, I should get myself a Lamborghini too. Just kidding! It doesn't have to be a Lamborghini, but a nice car, so that I can stop troubling this handsome guy so much. He is attracting a lot of attention, which just gives me weird goosebumps. Aside from that, we are good in general. We are back to our crazy, sweet, and free. We are the ones who drive while dancing and singing in the car, laughing and joking about anything and everything in general. This is good, and this is us.We get to the house and park the car. After getting out, we extend our greetings to Paul, Ajay, and Sheryl. I was running late, so I told the psychiatrists to proceed without me. I asked Mayleen to talk to them on my behalf, and I have no doubt she did it just fine. She perhaps doesn't think she needs
"Wow!" I say this as we check out the well-decorated modern kitchen with well-furnished modern amenities in my new house. It's located on the outskirts of Ngara, within walking distance of the beautiful city of Nairobi. Actually, the balconies of the master bedroom and sitting room overlook the city from the south. It is not just the beauty of this humongous house that is mind-blowing, but the convenience of the place, the quiet, serene environs, and the accessibility of almost everything. The supermarket is just a three-minute walk, and the market is about five minutes from here. Men, do I love it?"You like it?" The caretaker asks me."I love it." I answer with all honesty. The laundry space is just across the kitchen, and it's as spacious as all the rooms of this three-bedroom house—actually, four, including the servant's room.I know I said earlier that my dream place was the wetlands, but that has changed now. I love this one. I love Ngara. This is the beginning of a new stress-f
As the plane descended over Nairobi, the city's familiar skyline welcomed Deep and Gia back home after their three-month absence. The sun bathed the landscape in a golden glow, casting a warm embrace over the land they had missed dearly. Exiting the airport, they were greeted by the bustling energy and vibrant colors that characterized the city. Deep couldn't help but notice the changes in the skyline—the new buildings that had sprung up during their time away. "It feels good to be back," he remarked, a sense of belonging settling in as they made their way through the familiar streets. Driving through the city, memories flooded back—places they had visited, experiences they had shared. "It's like we never left," Gia exclaimed, her eyes taking in the sights of Nairobi's lively streets. "Kenya always feels like home," Deep replied, a smile tugging at his lips. Arriving at their house, they were greeted by familiar faces—neighbors excitedly waving and welcoming them back. The warmth of
After exchanging vows and being pronounced husband and wife, Deep and Gia set off on a remarkable journey—a honeymoon pulsating with the allure of Boston City. The city's rich history and vibrant culture drew them in, promising a blend of enchanting escapades and romantic exploration. As they stepped into their hotel room, overlooking the bustling streets, Gia's eyes twinkled with excitement. "Deep, can you believe we're finally here? It's going to be incredible," she said, beaming with enthusiasm. Deep chuckled, his arm wrapping around her waist. "Absolutely, love. Ready to uncover the charm of this city together?"Their first day in Boston was filled with wanderlust as they traversed the cobblestone streets, absorbing the city's historic vibes. They visited the renowned Freedom Trail hand in hand, immersing themselves in the tales of the American Revolution. "This place holds so much history," Gia remarked, captivated by the stories echoing through time. Deep nodded, feeling the wei
"Gia, from the moment I met you, my life took on a new meaning. Today, as I stand here in front of our loved ones, I promise to love, cherish, and support you through every joy and challenge that life may bring.I promise to be your partner, your confidant, and your best friend. I vow to always listen with an open heart and to comfort you in times of need. Your dreams will be my dreams, and I will do everything in my power to see them come true.I promise to laugh with you in moments of happiness and hold you close in times of sorrow. I vow to respect and honor you and to stand by your side as we navigate the twists and turns of life together.I pledge to build a life filled with adventure, understanding, and unwavering love. I promise to create a home filled with warmth, where our love will continue to grow deeper with each passing day.Gia, you are my rock, my guiding light, and my greatest love. With all that I am and all that I have, I give you my heart and my soul for all eternit
As Gia stood at the threshold, ready to walk down the aisle toward her beloved Deep, a whirlwind of emotions surged within her. Her heart fluttered with anticipation, and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears of joy.With every step she took, the soft melody of the music echoed through the venue, setting the tone for the momentous occasion. As she moved forward, the aisle seemed both endless and fleeting, each step carrying a weight of significance and a sense of elation.Surrounded by the love and support of family and friends, Gia felt overwhelmed by the outpouring of emotions. The sight of familiar faces, the soft murmurs of admiration, and the loving gazes directed her way intensified the feelings swirling within her.Her eyes met Deep's as she approached the altar, and the sheer depth of love reflected in his eyes washed over her, calming the storm of emotions within. In that fleeting glance, a silent promise passed between them, a promise of a lifetime filled with love, support,
Gia stood in awe of her reflection, feeling a surge of emotions coursing through her as she beheld herself in the exquisite gown. The gown's intricate lace detailing hugged her figure delicately, enhancing her natural elegance. Layers of soft silk cascaded gently around her, creating an ethereal aura that seemed to float around her with every movement.Her dark hair, adorned with fresh flowers intertwined delicately within the curls, exuded an air of natural sophistication. The delicate veil, adorned with handcrafted lace that matched the gown's details, fell gracefully, framing her silhouette with an air of timeless beauty.Grace entered the room, her eyes wide with admiration as she witnessed her sister's transformation into a radiant bride. "Gia, you look absolutely breathtaking!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine admiration.Gia turned to her sister with a smile, her eyes shimmering with a mix of excitement and nervousness. "Thank you, Grace," she replied, feeling a sur
Gia, adorned in her wedding planner hat, gracefully approached the cake matrons and caterers in the bustling wedding venue. With a calm yet assertive demeanor, she aimed to ensure that everything was in place for the grand event."Hello everyone," Gia greeted them warmly, her tone carrying a sense of urgency. "We've got just a few hours left before the ceremony, and we need to ensure everything's set."The cake matrons and caterers looked up, acknowledging her with attentive nods. Gia's earnestness was evident, and they knew the importance of meeting her expectations."We need the cakes to be arranged and the desserts set up in their designated stations by the agreed-upon time," Gia continued, emphasizing the criticality of their roles in the wedding's success. "The guests will soon arrive, and I want everything to be picture-perfect."Gia observed the cake matrons meticulously arranging the tiers of the wedding cake, ensuring each detail aligned perfectly with her vision. Approaching
Deep and Gia sat comfortably on the plush couch, a sense of anticipation lingering between them. The soft glow of the living room lamps illuminated the cozy space, creating an ambiance conducive to their wedding preparations. Wedding magazines and planners adorned the coffee table, their pages marked with colorful tabs and notes—a testament to their joint effort in planning the perfect wedding."Where should we begin?" Gia asked, flipping through a magazine filled with venue options. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, reflecting the dreams she had for their special day.Deep leaned in closer, studying the magazine. "How about a location that resonates with both of us? Somewhere that holds meaning for our journey together," he suggested, his tone reflective of a desire to create a meaningful experience.They deliberated over venues, themes, and guest lists, each detail adding to the tapestry of their shared vision. "I'd love to incorporate elements from both our cultures," Gia said, tr
Gia had always carried music within her soul, a harmonious symphony entwined with her essence. Yet, for too long, the melodies had remained dormant, overshadowed by the trials of life. But now, a spark had reignited her passion.With each lyric she penned and every note she strummed, Gia felt the familiar rush of emotions flooding back—a cathartic release through music. Her return to the music scene wasn't just a comeback; it was a resurrection of her deepest passion.In the intimate setting of a studio, surrounded by a cocoon of creativity, Gia poured her heart and soul into crafting songs that mirrored her journey—songs that resonated with raw emotion and authenticity. Her fingers danced across the strings, weaving melodies that echoed the ebbs and flows of her life.The studio walls absorbed her voice, carrying the weight of her experiences, as she sang with unbridled intensity. Each word she sang seemed to carve its place in the hearts of those who listened, evoking emotions that
In the quaint setting of their family estate, Paul and Sheryl's wedding preparations were in full swing. The air was tinged with excitement and joy as family and friends came together to create a magical celebration."Sheryl, darling, you look breathtaking!" exclaimed Mrs. Marlow, Sheryl's mother, as she adjusted the veil with delicate care. Sheryl beamed at her reflection in the mirror, the excitement radiating from her eyes."Thank you, Mom. I can't believe the day is finally here," Sheryl replied, her voice filled with joyful anticipation.Meanwhile, Paul stood with his groomsmen, ensuring every detail was perfect. "I hope the flowers are set," he remarked, glancing at Martin, who nodded in assurance."Everything's in place, Paul. Don't worry," Martin assured him, patting his shoulder with a reassuring smile.As the ceremony drew closer, the atmosphere buzzed with lively chatter. Grace and Gia, assisting with the last-minute arrangements, shared a moment of reflection."This is bea