Kiara's POV:"Why the hell is your fucking ex boyfriend sat on your stairs? Is he the reason you've been staring at your phone all the time yesterday? Don't think I've been stupid enough, not to notice that you're shielding messages from me. Is there something between the two of you again?"Is he fucking serious? My head is pounding and I sure don't have the power to go through this fight right now. Despite the fact that Brad is sitting on the stairs."Of course, there's nothing. I hate that piece of shit. Didn't you just hear me calling him a cheating piece of shit? Please, my head is pounding. I just need to get to bed. Thanks for taking me back."With that, I open the door and step out of the car. I probably should have turned around and kissed him goodbye. But right now, all that I want to do is to vanish. What I didn't expect was Dean to step out of his car too and walk up behind me as Brad, on the other hand, approaches me.Great, just great.As soon as we are all face to face,
Kiara's POV:"Leave my George in peace," my mum cries out and starts slamming her palms down on Dean's back. "Kiara, help your dad," she demands from me as I'm still standing there, watching in total disbelief about what is happening right in front of my eyes.Dean gets up, only pushing my mum back slightly to keep her at distance. "And you?" He hisses at her. "What kind of mother are you to leave your injured daughter lying unconcious on the floor? Don't you care, she could have been dead?""She should have simply stayed out of our business. And if she hadn't been whoring around with you, her boss," she snarls, "we wouldn't have had that trouble in the first place. She causes nothing but trouble, always has. Getting into things which are none of her business. So one way or another she had it coming." My mum's words cut so deep, I feel like someone has just stabbed me.She's never been the loving and caring kind of mother. And yet, she came to me so many times after my dad had beaten
Kiara's POV:A little dazed I can hear people motioning around me and quiet but hushed voices speaking."So what's wrong with her, Dr. Pierce?""Don't worry too much, Dean. She has a bad concussion. She should have been resting. You said she had passed out and yet worked all day?""Yes, she said she was fine and only needed to take it a little more easy. Damn, I could see she wasn't well, I should have made her take the day off.""Her muscles are all extremely tense too, even although she's passed out. I have the feeling she is under a major distress right now, only making things worse. If she works as hard as you do, she might be overdoing it.""She does, but I think that's not the reason. She collapsed after being kicked out by her parents.""Oh, I see. Care to share more information? Maybe we should put her up for psychiatric care?"Even with the little power my body seems to provide right now, I can feel the anxiety in me rising and the will to escape as fast as I can."It's not d
Kiara's POV:"Kar, stop. Don't freaking say such things, while you need to rest and recover in a hospital bed." His voice sounds a little husky suddenly. I love the way he reacts to my words, just as I react to his.Damn, this thing between us really can switch on from one second to the next. No matter how drained I'm right now, the thought of how he could control me turns me on."Don't give me that look, Kar," he warns me."What look?" Of course, I'm trying to play innocent."You know exactly what look, I mean. You're thinking about it right now, and I know it turns you on. At the moment, that's not good for either of us.""Hmmm, you mean, things like me imagining what you could do to me with that tie of yours? Or the things you promised you would do if I disobeyed you again? Or the desk you bent me over?" Leaving like a dramatic pause in between, I speak up again. "Nope, I was totally not thinking about any of it," a huge self-confident grin appears on my face.Dean gulped hard duri
Kiara's POV:What did I expect? That guy has a huge business to take care of. Besides, he hardly got any sleep last night. Of course, he can't just stay here all day with me.The door opens shortly later, and a male nurse comes in with my lunch. It's not that often you see a male nurse, and honestly, he's quite handsome, too. Even if nothing in comparison to Dean. Then again, no one can keep up with him."Uhm, do you think I could have something against the pain again?" I know yesterday I refused, but only because I didn't want Dean to catch on, how bad I was really feeling."Sure, you still have the IV anyway, and the doctors have put painkillers on your plan. I'll just go and get some.""Thanks." I try and give him a polite smile.Due to the painkillers and the bit of lunch I managed to get down, I feel a bit better, fairly quickly. Which only leads me to think about things even more. Everything that happened yesterday and the evening before, which led to me being here. About all th
Kiara's POV:"Well, I guess that means it's my time to go," Steven says while getting up from my bed.Dean glares at him, looking like he's ready to punch someone again. As soon as Steven has closed the door behind him, Dean's glare averts to me. His jaw is clenched hard, and his nostriles are flared.I don't know how much time passes, but it seems like ages to me until his deep voice starts talking. "Care to tell me, why the fuck that guy was touching you? And what the hell was he doing on your bed?"My heartbeat starts to race at the thought, how much he might have caught on. And his angry glare isn't exactly soothing me either. "How long have you been standing there?" I croak out.Oh my god, what if he heard Steven talk about the bikini photos? He's going to kill him. "Long enough to see him wink at you and caress your arm. You are fucking flirting with a nurse while I'm out? Are you serious?""Wait a minute, are you serious right now? Have you seen my puffed eyes? You know what s
Dean's POV:Kiara insisted on me going back to work after taking wednesday off. And she was damn right. Both of us missing on the same day inflicted many more rumours. Gina was the first one to confront me with it. At least she has the polite way to talk to me, instead of like all the others talking behind our backs.One thing I had to do was talk to my dad. I roughly explained Kiara's situation without going into too many details and yet explaining why she will be living with me. Of course, he's worried this whole thing will blow up in our face, but it's better he knows than finding out accidentally. Besides his worries, he had a huge smile on his face once I left his office.That makes a huge difference to the whole situation. My dad never liked Nadine and always mentioned how much better I could do. While with Kiara, I can see his only concern is the concern about the messed up situation. He actually wanted to go and visit Kiara in hospital himself, which really took me by surprise
Dean's POV:"Oh my god, this is so unbelievable. I'm dreaming, right? I mean, this is perfect. It's too perfect. I must be dreaming. There's no other way. A pool and gym, seriously? And this bed feels like heaven. Jeez, I probably did have a brain bleeding, and I am now in heaven or something. Oh, oh, no. Wait, those painkillers, holy shit they are gooood, they've drugged me so well. For all I care, if this is what it does to me, I want to stay drugged. Like forever. I'm sure this mattress is clouds or wait cotton, fluff, or something like it. Perhaps I should try and bite into it. It might be candy floss. Candy floss is soft, right? Oh, but wait, it's sticky, so not candy floss, too bad. I could have eaten my bed. Imagine how cool that would be. Then again, it's colourful enough to be some." She turns around and bites into the blanket. "Bah no, definitely not candy floss, still very soft, though. Damn these drugs are good, though."I can't, I hunch down in laughter. Honestly, I'm d
****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