Kiara's POV:After an extremely restless night, I quit trying to go back to sleep and get up at 9am. A quick look into Dean's room proves me right, Dean hasn't come back at all last night. My heart drops, and I daren't even think of the possibilities why he hasn't come home. I had sent him a couple of messages last night, all read, but none answered. If he had been in an accident, he couldn't have read the messages, and surely, they would have contacted his dad. And his dad definitely would have contacted me, or at least Gale would have. Trying my hardest to soothe my senses, I head for a long hot shower. He'll have some good explaining to do when he comes back.As I'm not in the mood to dress myself up and it's fairly warm outside, well, it's the middle of July, I simply grab some navy-blue jeans shorts and a yellow tanktop. Just as I'm about to make my breakfast, I hear the elevator together with some stumbling and two vioces.Seconds later, I'm relieved to see Tyler's face, who is
Kiara's POV:I decide to take a long walk to get my mind free a little before I head to the mall. Whether Dean is coming or not, I'm going to look smashing hot tonight. My thoughts drift off to Sean, and I quickly text him to come with us tonight. Besides, I need some deeds from him. Since the last race, Sean and Nick have been hanging out together a lot.Reaching the mall, I stroll along. I'm still not the great shopping type, and seriously, I have no idea what I'm looking for. I want something sexy, something I wouldn't wear to a race but most definitely not to work either. London is known for a partially very crazy nightlife, but I don't want to go over the top either.In the end, I buy a short red feux leather skirt and a short black lace crop top where only the breast part has a lining. It only has very thin straps and a killer cleavage. If Dean won't be coming, he'll definitely have a headache, with me going out like this. Not that I would let anyone get near me, but at least he
Kiara's POV:"I don't belong anyone but myself. No person will ever own me. Now fuck off." Even with my anger fuelled power, I don't manage to get him to budge a single inch. His hands have gotten hold of my wrists, to stop me from pushing him away. His nose runs up and down my neck, and as angry as I am, my damn body is a damn traitor giving into him. I start to squirm underneath his hot breath. Right now, I hate my body for doing this to me."I'm not a thing to own and to be put aside whenever you like." My voice is less poweful than it should sound."I'm sorry, Kar. You're not a thing to me. You're my world, more than you'll ever know. This week has just been so fucked up. I don't want you to suffer because of me. I just, I can't...... I can't lose you Kar. I love you too fucking much. And I didn't mean the things I said. When you left beforehand, I was worried sick.""You were worried sick? How do you think I felt last night?" I throw back, trying not to give into his remorseful
Kiara's POV:The last four weeks have been a hell of a ride. After the night we went out with our friends and our makeup session, which somehow extended through all of Sunday and even lunchbreak on Monday, I was hoping things were good. But by Monday night, I had the moody Dean back.He's been so moody that even Brent invited me into his office during the second week to ask me about it. No one seems to know what's going on with him. Even Tyler and him got into a huge argument about nothing, and once Tyler told him to treat me better, he totally lost it. In the end, Tyler had a broken nose. I felt so sorry for Tyler. After that, Dean's mood dropped even more at the fact about what he had done.One evening, when he came back drunk, he confided into me crying while telling me how badly he's losing his shit at the moment. Saying he can't cope with things and doesn't know how the hell to get out of it. But it's only in those drunken moments that he will admit to at least something.There h
Kiara's POV:"Fine. I guess it's better than eating alone. It might be a bad idea for you, though.""I'm not afraid of Dean." Well, that's a new. And something about the way he says it seems a little off. I decide to ignore my feeling though and put it down to simply being out of order at the moment. So I decide to joke instead."Nope, I was actually thinking because of you having Mac'n'Cheese there, and I only have a stupid sandwich. I'll be very likely drooling all over your food."His shoulders shake as he laughs. "I'm fine to share," and with that, he adds another fork to his tray."Who says I'm not going to steal the whole plate?""That tiny belly of yours," his fingers pointing at my flat stomach.He's right, though. It's taken me some time getting used to eating during lunchtime at all. I can eat normal portions in the evening, but I'm not used to it at this time of day. "Lucky you," I reply while following him, causing him to chuckle again.Logan tells me all kinds of funny of
Kiara's POV:"Kiss me, Kar. Please!" Dean begs once more.After this confession and all the pain on Dean's face, I can't help but lean in to kiss him. His strong arms pull me tighter against his chest while our kiss deepens. The way he kisses me feels like he's afraid to be on the verge of losing me any moment.Tasting him is so addicting. No matter how angry I am, I will always want more of Dean. And right now, I understand his pain. I understand why he doesn't want me near Logan, so I'm fine with that. We still have all the other issues, but this is one pain I can ease right now.A deep groan escapes Dean's chest when I start nibbling, kissing and sucking his neck."Fuck Kar, you have no idea how good that feels." His voice ever so deep and husky.I'm going to take his mind off things for tonight, no matter what else is haunting him at the moment. Slowly I start unbuttoning his shirt and trail kisses along his bare chest, the further I unbutton his shirt, the further down my kisses
Kiara's POV:In the evening, no surprise, Dean can't make it home with me. So much for my good feelings during lunchtime.Just as I'm making myself some fried rice/ vegetable pan, Tyler turns up. I tell the porter to send him up."Hey," I say with a huge smile on my face. I'm so glad to see Tyler. This is the first time after Dean broke his nose, and him being here gives me hope it's not all messed up."Hey, beautiful," he beams back at me, pulling me in for a hug with a heart melting smile on his face.Once I've drawn back, his eyes always roam up and down my body, and he clears his throat when he starts speaking. "Guess I should have called a little earlier," and he nervously rubs the back of his neck. Fuck I've totally forgotten I'm wearing nothing but a long t-shirt from Dean. Which has become my lounge and sleeping wear."Shit!" I mutter while blushing like crazy and try to pull the t-shirt over my bare legs. "I'll be right back," I excuse myself and run as fast as possible witho
Kiara's POV:My whole world has just crumbled to my feet. Even though I had the feeling after his message last night that this might be happening, there was still this tiny stupid hope left inside of me, hoping there was a good explanation for it. I was holding on to the string that he would never cheat. Not after the pain we both went through after both of our partners were cheating on us.Why didn't he just tell me it's over? Why did he keep on lying, telling me he loves me? That it's only business with Nadine. Why did he sleep with me only a day before this? My hope and love were too strong to give up on him, and he just went ahead and broke me worse than anyone else ever could.I'm such a stupid girl for ignoring all the red flags. For hoping for more. For being just as dumb as my mother.Even if it kills me even more, I need to know what is written in the magazine. As there obviously was an interview too. Without getting up, I simply reach out to the top of the desk and pull the
****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