I glanced around in shock. My lips parted witnessing the sumptuous villa. It was mostly constructed with glasswork. My eyes stopped on a gargantuan glass wall. I could be on the other side of it. "It's a secret place. No one knows about it." He said, coming behind me. I could see his reflection through the glass wall. I touched the glass. But I was touching his reflection. I couldn't rein the strong feeling to touch him. "Thankfully no photographer and media," I spun, pushing my thoughts elsewhere. He pressed the button on a small remote control and gestured to me to glance back. I whirled on my heels and glanced at the wall. It began to part in two pieces, "How did you do it?" I asked him. I couldn't stay on my feet. I ran outside. My feet were buried in the sand. I laughed as I felt the sand beneath my feet. The sound of the tides and waves filling the air. Everything looked amazing. I didn't wait and rushed forwar
I wasn't expecting this kind of behavior from our families. Not a single word to him. No one even questioned him. Would they have welcomed me with so much warmth if it were my pictures? Hell! No! They must have lectured me about my Maidenhead, particularly my parents. Everybody's attention was flocked toward me. My father's glare stopped me. We looked like a perfect family from the outside but from the inside, I could see the difference clearly. I stared at the walls of his room. His parents and my parents acted as if nothing had happened. If it would be me instead of their son. Their gazes would have killed me. Their words would have stabbed me. "Grey color!" I heard my mother's cheerful voice. I could see some advice was going to come my way. I didn't wanna hear. It would only infuriate me. This room was massive with gray walls, dark furniture, a white marble floor, sheer curtains, and chandeliers above the set of gray couches. I hate his room, gray
Fame was a powerful thing. If it landed in the right hands, you could conquer the world. I was hearing her talking but I couldn't pay attention. My mind was somewhere else. He didn't come back to the room after my parents left. I did know where he spent his night, sleeping in another room or sleeping with another woman. I shouldn't care about him. He had paid off the loan, debt, and I must not forget, fifty percent partnership with my father in his business. Dad didn't mind as I'm his daughter and Edward is my husband, his son-in-law. Still, the nagging feelings couldn't be ignored. It hit me every second. I thought about contacting him many times. That would be a mistake. Perhaps, not. I shouldn't present myself to him. I should respect myself. She tapped on my shoulder, "Sienna, are you hearing me?" She raised her arched brows. Her fingers ran through her hair, showing her green-painted nails. She's wearing a white tight dress. She was a hottie. Her blue eyes sparkl
They’re a family heirloom. His ancestors earned the title hundreds of centuries ago. They ruled the noble community. My family is nothing compared to them. Doesn't he want to marry me? That would be the reason he would hire a girl to spend time with him. Things are getting complicated. I did not know what to do with us. A beep echoed in the room, grabbing my attention. I glanced at my phone. Aerial's message popped up on my screen. I swiped. 'Club, if you're not busy,' I immediately replied to her. I didn't wanna spend another night alone when I didn't know anything about him. I wanted to know desperately. Sometimes, I thought of losing control over myself and yelled out of my lungs. I didn't wait for her message. I grabbed a silver dress from the cupboard and sauntered to the washroom. I checked my reflection, there was sadness in my eyes but it wouldn't stay long, I checked my make-up, and ran my hand over my mini silver dress. Perfect
I threw a pillow at him in frustration. He caught it and put it down on the chair in front of the vanity. The corner of his lips curved in. He got back to his cufflinks. He was going to the office and I was staying behind at his English palace of royalty. It was just his other royal castle. My lips flattened in irritation. He slipped his arms in his coat. I was not bothered to be caught staring at him. He turned to me with a slight smile. He took my chin between his fingers and drew me up in a deep kiss. "Let me know if you have plans with your friend or anywhere." He whispered. His smile made my stomach flip. I hated that he could make me feel against my desire. "Or what?" I pressed my lips together more firmly. "I'll put guards around you," He straightened his back. "What!" A pounding headache was pressing against my temples, I rubbed my fingers over my temple, "That's insane," It was quite exasperating. No one c
At noon, I almost convinced him that I was feeling better and that he didn't need to be with me. It was an impossible job. But, he was convinced only to leave his guards behind. "Give me a call and I'll be on my way back to you," He said. Concern still clung to his handsome features. I nodded. He pulled me into a kiss. He made me feel alive. He got on his feet and did his cuffs. He grabbed his coat. My eyes never left him. He leaned as he kissed my cheek and turned to the door. A second later he was gone, tears lashed my eyes fiercely. He seemed icy at first, now he seemed more than anything. I didn't wanna name it love. I had feelings. The day wouldn't be far when I couldn't live without him. I slithered my hands on my cheeks. I sighed in defeat. I was pushing myself into a deep dark well. There was no way to come out. I felt a twinge of fear as my thoughts kept dragging me deep. 'Should I tell him? No! I shook my head. He would laugh at me.
We stood side by side, "Tell me. He wouldn't find me a husband." She said, scowling. She was looking scared. I filled my lungs inhaling deeply and breathed out slowly, "He won't." I said but I wasn't sure. She didn't need to panic over her thoughts. "I did want to deal with anything right now," She said. Suddenly, she looked exhausted. I couldn't decipher the abrupt change in her behavior. Yes, she must be upset but not so sad and frightened. There could be only one reason behind her fear. She liked someone. I dragged her in, "You have me, dear sister," I told her. She wasn't around when they dropped the bomb on me. I was content with my life now. But I could never push the dread of losing him. She smiled beautifully when I addressed her sister. She curled her arm around my shoulder and pulled me inside, "Yes, sister," She nodded. We walked through the house, wandering our gazes around but Uncle was nowhere to be seen, "Uncle, we're hom
I stayed in the office. I never hoped things would change so suddenly and fully. I wanted to stay with him. I needed some alone time to understand myself, and my feelings for him. I didn't wanna stay in doubt. I wanted to be sure. Trish's smile was idiotic on her face when Aerial told her about Edward's offer and her promotion, she deserved this. She's been with us from day one of our hotels. I glanced down at my ring. I kept telling myself to stay away from him, I couldn't ignore the pull toward him, it could be because I hadn't dated anyone. I did not know. I wanted time alone or away from him. I had told myself many times that anything between us could never work out, but I couldn’t seem to control myself around him. He felt like a magnet. I wanted to be with him. It could be bad or good. Only the future held the key to my answers. "We have Trish cover for us. What's you say? We should help Mom and Andria. They would like it," Aerial said wal
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