Dean's POV:Waking up, I can't stop the stupid grin on my face, looking down to the beautiful girl who is currently half sprawled out on my body. While my arms are wrapped around her, her head is on my chest, including half her upper body, one arm wrapped around my middle, and one leg hooked around my leg.This is possibly the nicest way I have ever woken up. No denying anymore, I can't keep my distance to this girl. I mean, there are other bosses who have some sort of relationships with their employees, too. Right? It's not like one of us is taking advantage of the other. We are both old enough to understand this. And yet, this worries me.A look across to the clock tells me it's already 11am. Even if we haven't slept much, we need to get up. Our flight back goes in four hours.Gently, I place a soft kiss on Kiara's head. "Good morning, sleeping Beauty," I whisper softly. "We need to get up and have some breakfast and get ready." She grumbles a little and only snuggles up a little ti
Dean's POV: Annoyed she isn't spilling right now, I grunt slightly. But seeing as I will know by tonight, it calms me a little. What the hell does she do, which is in the evening and wouldn't be on the files? Is she bartender or something? Then again, that would be nothing she would need to hide. And why the hell does she need that money?Is she in debts or something? I mean, until a couple of days ago, I thought she's loaded. She drives a fucking Mustang and not one of the cheap ones, she can't be lacking so badly. Damn, I need to at least chill my thoughts until I know more tonight. Not easy for someone who controls everything.Kiara is typing away on her phone until she looks up at me smiling a couple of minutes later. "Ok, got everything organized."Yeah well, what ever that means. As I've paid the suites for the whole day today too, there is no need to rush seeing as our flight has been delayed. Instead I decide we should have some more fun time at the pool, we each have two coc
Kiara's POV:The look on Dean's face is priceless. To be honest, I was afraid about what he might think of me, doing illegal stuff. Right now, I can see lust written all over his face. His eyes have darkened, and the bulge pressed against my ass are both resembling the lust shining in his eyes.And yet there is more, something I can't quite deciphere."Hey, is that your Lamborghini?" Nora asks Dean while bashing her lashes at him. This girl is unbelievable. Even with Dean's arms wrapped around me, she starts touching his biceps. She has absolutely no boundaries, this little piece of shit.To my satisfaction, Dean flinches back from her touch, which doesn't stop her from moving even closer, though."Will you be in the race? I'd be on your side." She tries keeping it up, licking her bottom lip, which only disgusts me."Back off bitch, go and find Brad or who ever is willing to fuck you." I snap at her."You don't know if this good-looking guy isn't willing to fuck me. I mean, it wouldn'
Kiara's POV:By the look on Dean's face, he's not too happy about it. Guess I'll have to explain this later to him. There's no time for it now. Sean brought my Subaru here today and we need to get the fuck out of here, and Dean sure shouldn't be caught with me here. With his black Lambo I know he'll get fast out of this anyway.I watch him drive off, before actually clutching my foot down on the pedal myself, while Sean was already yelling at me to get away from here.Half an hour later, I drop Sean off at his home, before heading to the garage for my Subaru myself. It's only a couple of streets away from home and to be honest I'm glad to have a small walk in the fresh evening air, to clear my head, before reaching that place.Dean now knows quite a bit more about me now. This weekend definitely has changed a lot. How will things be at work for us now? We were clear about it, keeping it a secret for a while until we both know this is what we really want.Did Dean get home safe? I deci
Dean's POV:Getting up in the morning, I can't help but chuckle at the thought of how Kar would be moaning and groaning now, just because of having to get up. The both of us are polar opposites and yet somehow the same. Our working morals are the same. The passion is the same, and even some ways to react and think are the same. Maybe that's why we are so explosive, just like I would never back down. She would never do it either, driving me insane.When she called me yesterday evening, I was on the verge of looking into her file, to find out where she lives, or call David if he still had her address. Knowing she was out there in the dark was bad enough, but then in those clothes.... Next time, I'll make sure to bring a blanket I can wrap her in.My god she looked hot as fuck. There was something off about her though at the end of the call. I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was, but something changed. What ever it was, if I notice it again, I'll make sure to find out.My whole
Dean's POV:She rolls her eyes. "Sure, it's part of my job to know these things. I've seen the articles and pics from us. They are also spread all over social media. I woke up to my phone beeping non-stop this morning, with people texting me about it.""So what do we do about it?""We knew we were in for it the moment we caught the paparazzi. I mean, you said they do that with every girl you're being seen with, right?""Yeah, but these pics were different. I mean, it's clearly to be seen that there is some kind of chemistry between us. And god, I hate they got those bikini photos from you or us dancing at the club."She goes pale all of a sudden. Obviously, she hadn't seen everything. "Bi- bi- bikini photos from me?" She stutters."Yes, I'm so sorry. I had no idea about them until I saw them myself this morning. I could sue them to take them down, but I suppose that would only catch more attention. Especially as I have never ever reacted to any photos taken in the past.""How bad are
Dean's POV:Dean's POV:I didn't get to see Kiara all through the day. Work kept hold of me most of the day, but also Kiara didn't seem to have time. Of course, I heard the talks in the hallway, and I suppose she did too. Trish seemed to be everywhere where the gossip was. Seriously, why the hell do I even pay her to be here?She better keep her mouth shut. Otherwise, I will really end up firing her. That girl has done enough damage as it is.Once all the other office lights are off, I decide to finish off my work and stroll over to Kiara's office. After all, I still have her clothes in the boot, and I wanted to talk to her."Hey Kar, you alright?" I ask as I see her face hanging low while stemmed onto her fists. She doesn't respond. "Kar?" I ask once more, and her head bobs up, tearing her out of wherever her mind was.Between her ellbows, I see her phone on the table and wonder if it has anything to do with the photos?"Sorry, I didn't catch you coming in. Did you say something?"No
Dean's POV:In the morning, there is still no message from Kiara and reaching the parking deck, I start panicking. Her car is nowhere to be seen. Reaching the offices, I check her office first, but the lights are still off and no sight of her. Looking at my watch, I know it's still early, but Kiara is always here before me.Ok, it's only been a little over a week now, and then she might have just gotten caught up in the traffic. When I head across to my office, Gina already comes walking over to me, bringing me a coffee."Thanks Gina", and as always, her eyes are oggling me, and she is close to drooling. At least unlike Trish, Gina knows to keep her distance.Just as I'm about to enter my office, she stops me. "Oh Dean, Ms Summers called", my heartbeat starts racing immediately. "She says she's going to be late, as she needs to see the doctor, but she will be in as soon as possible.""Thanks for the information, Gina."For a moment, I think about asking her if she knows the reason, bu
****12 years later****Dean's POV:"Dad, why the fuck am I not allowed to go to the party?" Phoebe whines and there's no doubt where she's got her language from."Because I said no. You're seventeen. You're not going to some party where the guys are just waiting to get you drunk and do things with you." "Damn dad, I'm seventeen and a half, so in half a year, I'm legal and can do whatever I want. Besides, you know exactly I can't do shit. You'll know exactly what I'm doing anyway.""Yes, the last time I had to see you kiss some guy as newest tweet from some stupid tabloid. And I'm sure not having that again." For years, I hated the media showing so much interest in our kids. Now, for the first time, I can see the perks of it as our kids can't do shit without us not knowing. Or them at least being afraid of getting caught."Damn, it was just a kiss. I didn't fuck him or anything. He didn't even touch me.""If he had, he'd be a dead man by now." I grit out, not even wanting to think abou
**** 3,5 years later****Kiara's POV:From my shaded place at the pool, I take a glance over to my husband. The way his muscles flex along his broad worked out shoulders is ever so delicious. God, how can someone look so incredibly good and mouth-watering? He turns around, and his toned chest and abs are right on view for me. The way his wet shorts cling to his body showing every well-built leg muscle, too. It definitely has my heat rising.His hands run through his wet hair while he clears his throat once he's standing in front of me. Damn, the way the water is drizzling down every perfect shaped and toned muscle on his body. And those wet, full, soft lips which are now twisting into a crooked smirk."Honey, if you keep on looking at me like that, I'll never finish preparing for Wyatt's birthday party in two hours. Jeez, just the look on your face turns me on like hell.""It's not my fault you had to jump into the pool and look so incredible delicious," I defend myself."Sorry, I nee
Kiara's POV: ****nearly 1,5 years later****My dreamy eyes linger on my two toddlers in front of the Christmas tree, while Dean is trying to convince them to play with the toys he so proudly chose but now aren't of interest to any of them. Instead, they are having hell of a fun playing with the wrapping paper. "Why the hell did I spend so much money on toys if all they want is some stupid wrapping paper?" Dean complains while walking up to me. Dean is such an adorable dad, and my heart swells every time I see my three loved ones playing together."I told you they don't need all of this fancy stuff and the amount of toys you bought. You went a little crazy again, didn't you?""I just want them to be happy and have everything they wish for." The expression on his face is a little sulky while looking across the floor to Phoebe and Leo. Phoebe, in the meantime, finds it awfully funny to put the sticky ends on to her brother and hiding his face under the wrapping paper."They're not even
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Kiara's POV:Once I've made sure to show my appearance nearly everywhere once, I take my time to fully take in everything here. This place is a huge mansion, and the garden is amazing. I've never seen anything like it. It's like a huge sculptured park with all kinds of flowers everywhere. The air is filled with a sweet scent of the roses and lavender. I love lavender. There are secret hideouts, fountains, a lake, and huge old trees, giving this place a romantic look as if it were from another century. Nancy obviously went all out on the decorations, too. I can see fairy lights everywhere, which are probably meant to light up the garden in the evening. Flower bouquets are spread throughout the area, torches put up for the night, huge ribbons, and other kinds of decorations wherever you look. We're so lucky with the summer weather, making it perfect. It's warm, but the many old trees give us enough space for people being able to stand and sit in the shade.This looks like a fairy tale
Kiara's POV:,"You're so god damn beautiful, Mrs Arlington." Dean whispers full of awe against my lips before drawing fully back. I love the way that sounds.People around us start laughing and cheering even more at Dean's eager kiss. Neither of us wanted to break out of it. He noticed right away when my legs had reached their limit, and now I'm in his amazing, strong arms. Arms, which make me feel treasured and protected in every single way.Sean was the only one who knew about me wanting to walk down the aisle. He rushes down the other end, where I have left my wheelchair behind, and he gets it for me. Tyler uses his chance to squeeze us first, and I literally mean squeeze because what he's doing right now isn't hugging. He's squeezing the living shit out of us."Air, Tyler. I need air." I manage to get out totally breathless while being squashed between Dean and him. "We're not a hamburger, and I'm not the piece of meat in between.""Oh, beautiful, but I wouldn't mind you being the
Dean's POV:And then she appears with Sean at her side. My heart stops for a second, as I don't just see my absolutely stunning bride, but also see how she gets up out of her wheelchair. Oh my god, she starts walking towards me, secured by Sean's arm. Step by step, she comes closer.Everyone around us is gasping at her sight."Holy fuck!" Tyler exclaims.I feel the urge to rush up to her and carry her the rest of the way here. I can clearly see she is struggling, but also how determined she is to walk her way up to me. She must have trained more than I knew. I had no idea she was able to walk again at all. Tears start rolling down my cheeks at my incredible bride.She's so strong, and seeing her walk totally knocks the breath out of me. Besides, she is absolutely stunning. Beautiful, sexy all in all beyond imagination. The dress she is wearing is beautiful too. As soon as she's in front of me, I can't hold back and wrap my arms around her and cry. I don't care what the people think,
Dean's POV:The last couple of hours have been torture. No scratch that ever since she left the house yesterday at lunchtime has been a torture. Damn, it's only been a little over 24 hours, and I'm missing her like hell. At least I had Phoebe and Leo during the daytime yesterday, while Gale took Kiara for a spa. But since Gale picked up my babies last night, I missed them all so incredible much.Tyler and Chris wanted to go for a strip club. No way was I up for that. I don't want to see any other woman naked in front of me, other than my own girl. To my surprise, Tyler even wasn't too pushy about it and quickly understood. Of course, he had a remark about it."Honestly, man, if I had Kiara at home, I wouldn't want to see any other chick naked again either. She's the jackpot, and no sexy stripper could keep up to that. Fuck, I'd never let her out of the bed again and fuck her until she couldn't walk and keep it going." Yes, he did get a smack for that from me.The thing with Tyler is,
Kiara's POV:Only minutes later, I hear the knock at the door Nancy and Gale have arrived. Apparently, Nancy has already been to our location where we're marrying, making sure everything is being prepared as it should be. She scares the shit out of me when she yells through the phone because the wedding cake hasn't been delivered yet. And there was me thinking I could be a badass and impatient.Gale gives me a huge smile and hug. "How are you feeling, darling?""Excited and nervous," I lower my voice for only her to hear. "And a little scarred of Nancy, to be honest." Gale looks across to Nancy, who is still yelling orders through the phone and laughs."You should have heard her ramble away beforehand. She was beyond pissed because the table clothes apparently now are an off-white instead of an eggshell white like she had ordered. Honestly, I couldn't tell the difference, but for her, it was a huge disaster, and she's saying the whole colour scheme has been messed up through it. She's