I needed to get a grip on myself. He was circling his index finger above my knee, though, his attention was on the road. I tried to steady my breathing but it was no good. It wasn't just hunger. I love him. My feelings were tormenting me to give them wings. Crimson crawled my cheeks. I turned to face the window, almost hiding my face from him. When I couldn't endure. I thought to ask him to stop. But he didn't need to know his effect on me. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I could feel every nerve in my body. I couldn't let this happen. I slapped my hand over his, swiveling my neck, I lifted my single brow, "What are you trying to do?" I asked, definitely not in a pleasant tone. He held my hand. His thumb began to rub the back of my skin. He was looking distracted, and seemed to have deep thoughts! "Trying to distract myself, sweetheart." He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed the back of my hand. He had a puzzled look
He pulled me in for a hug and kissed the top of my head before striding out of the room. I was already ready to go out. Mark was coming to pick me up. I hadn't told Edward anything. My phone rang. I swiped to answer, "Hi," I grabbed my clutch. "I'm waiting outside of your house," I heard his calm voice. "Yes, I'm coming." I headed out of the door. Edward's parents had invited us to the weekend. I wasn't interested in going when so much was going on in my life. I hadn't informed him that his mother wanted us to stay in their house for the weekend. Indeed, I didn't get the chance to tell him. My feet halted in my way when I saw Edward with Mark. I gulped and suddenly became scared as I hadn't told him anything. I felt his gaze on me. I walked over to them, "Hi," I said. They stopped talking when I reached them. Before I could utter another word, "I'm getting late for my meeting." He said. They shook hands. Edward slithered
My heart thundered wildly in my chest as I walked into the kitchen. I stared around in puzzlement. I didn't understand a thing here. But it wasn't out of the confusion of being in the kitchen. A lot of things happened in her life. I was around her but I couldn't detect a single thing. "You don't know a thing around you," She said leaning against the counter in the kitchen. "You're a good actress," I said, my voice full of sarcasm. "Like you," She shot back. She put pressure on her lips, forming a thin line. I glared at her, "I didn't get married. I wasn't pregnant." My voice raised, breaking the silence. She sighed, pulling herself away from the counter, "I'm sorry." she muttered. I shook my head, "You should have told me when you dated him the first day. I was stupid. I didn't notice. It could be a man instead of our business." I breathed in and exhaled, hoping to control my exasperation. " I just could
I felt myself growing closer to him. My gaze didn't leave him. He was sleeping calmly. It was such a peaceful sight to see him. I couldn't speak my emotions, they were growing over time. I didn't want to keep my feelings to myself any longer. They were my strength now. But once they jumped out of my lips. It would be troublesome. He wouldn't accept anything more than a physical. I bent down and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. I waited and he didn't stir. I pulled myself out of the mattress and walked out of the room. Everything was changing. I couldn't resist the pull. The wind ruffled my hair as I opened the door and stepped out. I planted my feet on the grass and stared up at the sky. I felt goosebumps on my arms. I folded them, pulling them closer to my body. The weather was changing. I needed to stop this, my feelings for him. He couldn't control me. I needed to get used to the fact that there was nothing in the future for me. I couldn't hurt
I got in the car. Excitement was still bubbling in the pit of my stomach. He was out for two days. It barely hadn't passed twenty-four hours. I didn't understand. When he was in Paris how he could arrange things. I ran my hand on the slight golden bodycon mini dress. It was off-shoulder, showing my bust. I heaved a deep sigh. My chest rose and fell with the moment. I was feeling sexy. I was wearing his black shirt over my dress. I wanted him to see me, only him. How would I control my feelings when he'd be around me? The driver pulled over the car. I stared at the Villa in puzzlement. It was surrounded by grassy land. I reached for the door, clenching my clutch in one hand. I stepped out. I darted my gaze around. There was no one. The driver drove away, leaving me alone. I just stood there dumb. I thinned my lips in anger. What kind of husband was he? He invited me here when he was in Paris. Now his driver abandoned me. I staye
I just wanted to see him smile. I would like to hide my happiness to save it from bad eyes. It was hard when his sweet words kept running in my mind. He loves me back more. The bedroom door creaked open. I didn't need to turn to look at who. His cologne engulfed me before his arms curled around me. He planted a small kiss on my shoulder. It was a light touch of his warm and soft lips. It left a trace on my skin and sent warmth through my body. A part of me was scared she would take him away. I told myself over and over again that she would leave soon. Her being near my husband felt like a wave crashing on the shore. I didn't want her near him. All of those emotions swirled into a deadly concoction in the pit of my stomach. Mere thought tormented me. I pushed them away immediately as it was impossible. Yes, I'm possessive. Shouldn't I? We're married. His arms tightened around me. I couldn't help but draw to him. He nudged hi
I slithered my hand in my hair exasperatedly. The situation was going out of my control. All thanks to my brother. I muttered curses under my breath. I saw Sienna out of the door through the mirror. I didn't know how much she had heard. She didn't look happy. "I haven't told him. Will he accept us? I'm so scared, Edward." Elisa asked, seated across from me in my office. My wife thought... She's my girlfriend. Well! It was hard to control my smile when she said that with hatred and anger on her beautiful face. I couldn't neglect the pain in her eyes. She didn't want to accept her feelings. I was obstinate to surface her feelings. I glanced at the message I sent thirty minutes ago. He should be home now, I stared out at the vast grassland. Only one name was echoing in my mind, Sienna. But this was important. James needed to accept what he did. His doing shattered my plan. I wanted to lead a simple life with my wife. Now after this, when Elisa
Three months: I haven't seen him, I don't know anything. Where is he? I'm staying in Barnsbury away from his elegant palace. This place is far away from his modern life. I bought this small place with an attached garden from a teenage boy who wanted to leave Barnsbury desperately after the death of his parents. I didn't try to call anyone. Though I miss them all. Uncle and Andria would have been married. I smiled at the thought but it faded with my tears streaming down. I endeavored to forget him. I couldn't. I saw him in my dreams every night. My brain was trying to comprehend and my heart wasn't ready to accept that he could do this to me when he loved me. Life without him didn't set in. The more I tried to ignore him, his memories hit me like a ten-ton truck. Sometimes, I saw him ambling into my room in my sleep, him scooping me up. It felt real. I laughed at the thought. People would call me mad. I missed him, his bossy attitude, his t
The nightmares have disappeared, and I am smiling again. It's not always true what we see. The fact that Edward is there for me, gives me a sense of empowerment and reason to live life again. He has put his imprint on my heart. We were on the private island of Marcus. Aerial has picked this place for Uncle and Andria's wedding. I wanted to marry him again in this beautiful place. A chuckle fell from Andria's lips. She was looking adorable in her mermaid wedding dress. Aerial was hovering around her like a little girl. Her pink puffy gown was giving her a princess look. I was wearing a royal blue gown with thin stripes. The ends of my hair were curled, falling down my back. I released a soft sigh as I spun on my plump heels. Edward was against me wearing them. But I promised him to be careful while walking. He took care of us. I smiled, glancing down at my stomach. I was still scared but things turned easy with Edward. "We should go. Are you ready?" Aerial as
I swept my hair back into an elegant bun. I picked a teal and cream color dress for myself. It was breakfast time. No one disturbed me, no one visited me. I was thankful but it also made me realize that I was alone. Perhaps, I have lost everything. My family, my friend, my husband. I whirled on my heels and sauntered over to the door. I pulled it open and didn't stop my pace. I was scared to face him. I reached the dining hall. A smile brightened my face when I saw him sitting in the head chair. The chair I used to sit in was empty. I wasn't certain. Should I sit there or away from him? James and Elisa were sitting together, muttering something under their breaths. A giant smile bloomed on their faces. James craned his neck and looked at me, ''Good morning, sunshine." He smiled. Edward stared up at him, "Are you flirting with my wife?" His gaze turned hard on him. He rolled his eyes, "For goodness sake, look at your wife,"
I couldn't turn my expression into an indifferent mask. I ruined everything between us. He must be hating me for hurting him. Did I break his heart? He could read my thoughts easily. I was alone to deal with my pain. The door cracked open. His feet hit the floor softly. He was the last person I wanted around me, particularly now when I was feeling guilty, stupid for walking away. He sauntered over to me. He took my chin between his fingers and thumb. He forced me to look at him. I lowered my eyes. It was a shameful moment. He found me. He brought me back. The woman I was thinking of could be his girlfriend. I was wrong. James was the father of her child. I shouldn't be here. I hurt us both. Tears streamed down my cheeks. His first two fingers slid under my chin, his thumb swiped on my cheek, "Why these tears now?'' He demanded in a low voice. His anger was visible in his low voice but his features were calmed, " It's no use crying over
Three months: I haven't seen him, I don't know anything. Where is he? I'm staying in Barnsbury away from his elegant palace. This place is far away from his modern life. I bought this small place with an attached garden from a teenage boy who wanted to leave Barnsbury desperately after the death of his parents. I didn't try to call anyone. Though I miss them all. Uncle and Andria would have been married. I smiled at the thought but it faded with my tears streaming down. I endeavored to forget him. I couldn't. I saw him in my dreams every night. My brain was trying to comprehend and my heart wasn't ready to accept that he could do this to me when he loved me. Life without him didn't set in. The more I tried to ignore him, his memories hit me like a ten-ton truck. Sometimes, I saw him ambling into my room in my sleep, him scooping me up. It felt real. I laughed at the thought. People would call me mad. I missed him, his bossy attitude, his t
I slithered my hand in my hair exasperatedly. The situation was going out of my control. All thanks to my brother. I muttered curses under my breath. I saw Sienna out of the door through the mirror. I didn't know how much she had heard. She didn't look happy. "I haven't told him. Will he accept us? I'm so scared, Edward." Elisa asked, seated across from me in my office. My wife thought... She's my girlfriend. Well! It was hard to control my smile when she said that with hatred and anger on her beautiful face. I couldn't neglect the pain in her eyes. She didn't want to accept her feelings. I was obstinate to surface her feelings. I glanced at the message I sent thirty minutes ago. He should be home now, I stared out at the vast grassland. Only one name was echoing in my mind, Sienna. But this was important. James needed to accept what he did. His doing shattered my plan. I wanted to lead a simple life with my wife. Now after this, when Elisa
I just wanted to see him smile. I would like to hide my happiness to save it from bad eyes. It was hard when his sweet words kept running in my mind. He loves me back more. The bedroom door creaked open. I didn't need to turn to look at who. His cologne engulfed me before his arms curled around me. He planted a small kiss on my shoulder. It was a light touch of his warm and soft lips. It left a trace on my skin and sent warmth through my body. A part of me was scared she would take him away. I told myself over and over again that she would leave soon. Her being near my husband felt like a wave crashing on the shore. I didn't want her near him. All of those emotions swirled into a deadly concoction in the pit of my stomach. Mere thought tormented me. I pushed them away immediately as it was impossible. Yes, I'm possessive. Shouldn't I? We're married. His arms tightened around me. I couldn't help but draw to him. He nudged hi
I got in the car. Excitement was still bubbling in the pit of my stomach. He was out for two days. It barely hadn't passed twenty-four hours. I didn't understand. When he was in Paris how he could arrange things. I ran my hand on the slight golden bodycon mini dress. It was off-shoulder, showing my bust. I heaved a deep sigh. My chest rose and fell with the moment. I was feeling sexy. I was wearing his black shirt over my dress. I wanted him to see me, only him. How would I control my feelings when he'd be around me? The driver pulled over the car. I stared at the Villa in puzzlement. It was surrounded by grassy land. I reached for the door, clenching my clutch in one hand. I stepped out. I darted my gaze around. There was no one. The driver drove away, leaving me alone. I just stood there dumb. I thinned my lips in anger. What kind of husband was he? He invited me here when he was in Paris. Now his driver abandoned me. I staye
I felt myself growing closer to him. My gaze didn't leave him. He was sleeping calmly. It was such a peaceful sight to see him. I couldn't speak my emotions, they were growing over time. I didn't want to keep my feelings to myself any longer. They were my strength now. But once they jumped out of my lips. It would be troublesome. He wouldn't accept anything more than a physical. I bent down and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. I waited and he didn't stir. I pulled myself out of the mattress and walked out of the room. Everything was changing. I couldn't resist the pull. The wind ruffled my hair as I opened the door and stepped out. I planted my feet on the grass and stared up at the sky. I felt goosebumps on my arms. I folded them, pulling them closer to my body. The weather was changing. I needed to stop this, my feelings for him. He couldn't control me. I needed to get used to the fact that there was nothing in the future for me. I couldn't hurt
My heart thundered wildly in my chest as I walked into the kitchen. I stared around in puzzlement. I didn't understand a thing here. But it wasn't out of the confusion of being in the kitchen. A lot of things happened in her life. I was around her but I couldn't detect a single thing. "You don't know a thing around you," She said leaning against the counter in the kitchen. "You're a good actress," I said, my voice full of sarcasm. "Like you," She shot back. She put pressure on her lips, forming a thin line. I glared at her, "I didn't get married. I wasn't pregnant." My voice raised, breaking the silence. She sighed, pulling herself away from the counter, "I'm sorry." she muttered. I shook my head, "You should have told me when you dated him the first day. I was stupid. I didn't notice. It could be a man instead of our business." I breathed in and exhaled, hoping to control my exasperation. " I just could