DON'S POVWhen I opened my eyes and found my wife sleeping peacefully next to me. Her hair still covered her shoulders and she lay completely limp in my arms. She looked completely relaxed. Perfect.I kissed her on the forehead, my smile broadening as I recalled last night's events. Last night's incredible sex. She had tasted amazing. Delicious. Absolutely fucking delicious.I traced patterns on her back lovingly, relishing in the feel of her smooth skin beneath my fingertips. I smiled down at her face again, feeling an urge to wake her up and tell her everything that had transpired between us. To thank her for allowing me to show her exactly what it feels like to be fucked real good.I recalled how she moaned last night as I fucked her on the floor, her pretty little ass tight and clenching around me.I could practically hear her screams as I pumped into her until she came for me, begging for more. She begged me to fuck her harder, deeper, making her come with each thrust
DON'S POV"Good morning," I said quietly.She grinned slightly, closing her eyes again and letting out a soft yawn."Morning," she muttered with a soft smile spreading on her face.Her gaze lingered over me briefly before she broke eye contact, looking away from me shyly.We sat there in silence for a few seconds.I couldn't help but stare at her. The way she squirmed a bit under my gaze, her blush deepening ever so slightly. I couldn't help but let out a small smile at her adorable behaviour.Her shyness didn't bother me in the slightest. If anything, it made her even prettier. I adored her shyness. Her innocence. She was absolutely captivating. I couldn't get enough.Her long, wavy hair cascaded freely past her bare shoulders. The sunlight streaming through the open blinds created an ethereal halo effect around her. Her skin seemed luminous in the early morning light .Her full lips were slightly parted as she stared at the ceiling, her eyes glazed with sleepiness and innoce
DON'S POVShe moaned into the kiss before pressing herself up against me. Her tongue slipped between my lips, entwining with my tongue. I took hold of the sides of her face and caressed her jawline with my thumbs.She placed her hands on my shoulders as she deepened the kiss, running her fingers through my hair. My heart beat wildly as my blood roared through my veins with passion.Our tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths eagerly.I pulled away slightly. She rested her head against my chest, listening to my frantic breathing.I ran my fingers through her hair gently, staring down at her.Her lips curved into a soft smile, lifting her chin. "You' re just so gorgeous, you're so beautiful," I whispered, leaning towards her again, kissing her once more passionately.I pulled away again, placing my forehead against hers as we caught our breath, both smiling widely.She nuzzled her nose against my neck, her breathing slowing down as she began to sink back into slumber.
DON'S POVAccalia sighed, pushing her hair back in frustration. "I don't think we're cut out for this cooking thing."I chuckled, wiping a smudge of purple sauce from my cheek. "Yeah, I think you might be right."Just then, we heard a knock at the door. Accalia's face lit up. "That must be Kito! He can rescue us from this our cooking disaster."As Kito entered, he took one look at our masterpiece and burst into laughter. "What on earth have you two been up to?"Accalia grinned sheepishly. "We tried to make breakfast."Kito chuckled, shaking his head. “Foreigners.”He walked around the counter towards us, plopping himself down onto one of the stools opposite to us. His blue eyes scanned over the mixture that still lay strewn across the table like an oversized pancake, some of which stuck to the plates."Who taught you to cook?" he chuckled."Well we did try, but failed miserably, obviously."Kito shook his head, laughing harder this time. "You poor things!"We chuckled along, the laug
ACCALIA'S POVI looked up at Don with a soft expression. "Are you hungry? Maybe breakfast?" I suggested.He nodded happily. "That sounds wonderful." We shared a smile, my heart melting slightly at the sight of his smile. It was so genuine and kind, making him even more breathtaking than he already was."I'll go prepare the food then. Will you join me?" I offered as I felt my cheeks turning red slightly."Of course, I'd love to help,"HeI replied, returning my smile.We entered the kitchen and we were filled with excitement but clueless about the local way of cooking. I grabbed a strange-looking utensil, examining it with confusion. "What on earth is this?" I muttered, holding up what appeared to be a cross between a ladle and a spatula.He shrugged, equally perplexed. "Beats me. Let's just roll with it."We rummaged through the pantry, finding an array of unfamiliar ingredients. I held up a purple vegetable, wrinkling my nose. "Is this even edible?"He inspected it like he was tryin
ACCALIA'S POVWhen Don came back, he was dressed in sweatpants and returned to the kitchen where Kito had finished preparing the pancakes for us.He passed Don two pancakes and a fork without speaking. A smile spread across Don's face. I watched him take a bite, sighing blissfully as he chewed slowly. I immediately knew that it tasted so good. So heavenly."These are the best pancakes I've ever eaten," I said as I took a bite too.Kito's face softened in contentment. "Thank you.""You didn't have to make these though," Doncommented as we ate, savoring every mouthful. "There's plenty of food in the kitchen." I nodded in agreement.Kito shrugged with a slight chuckle. "It's not like your food tastes bad." "No offense but that doesn't change how delicious your food really is.""Mhm,".He smiled.A comfortable silence surrounded us once again, only filled with small chattering noises."Are you sure you don't want to go on a picnic today?" Kito asked, finishing his last bite of pancak
ACCALIA'S POV"What is bothering you?" He asked quietly."How am I supposed to explain this to you?" I asked warily, eyeing the floor anxiously.He placed my hand on his lap and caressed it with hus thumb absentmindedly as he stared into my worried eyes. "Don't be afraid. I won't judge you or treat you differently."I remained quiet as he waited patiently for my response, gazing gently into my hazel eyes.I exhaled deeply. "It's not that easy."He furrowed my eyebrows curiously. "What do you mean by 'not that easy'?"I paused for a moment, taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly."Will things go back to being so formal between us when we go back home?" I asked."We're only doing the things that were stated in the contract we both signed, for three months, you're mine." He responded nonchalantly, smiling slightly.I blushed lightly at his words, staring down at our intertwined hands shyly."I know it's stupid." I admitted softly, avoiding eye contact with him.He lifted my chi
ACCALIA'S POV"Was that what you needed?" He whispered into my ear.I nodded wordlessly, pressing my face into his shoulder, hiding my tears from view. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, giving me a comforting squeeze.He lifted my face and looked into my eyes, the tender look lingering there for some time before he broke the intense gaze and turned his head away, breaking the spell.I closed my eyes, resting my forehead against his chest. The warmth and strength emanating from him enveloped me, calming me. I sighed contently, enjoying the peacefulness of the moment as my mind wandered aimlessly for awhile, relishing in the feeling of having been held and comforted by this person who has somehow made my life more bearable.He rested his chin on top of my head. "You're so pretty." He stroked my long black waves gently with his fingers, massaging it soothingly. He kissed my scalp tenderly, his lips landing on the crown of my head repeatedly, causing goosebumps to rise up on my sk
DON'S POV"I spoke with Bentley, her father is the police officer that ruled your sister's death as suicide." Luca said."So?""According to Bentley, Accalia family has no hand in it. Her father was threatened by the other gang and their new leader."I nodded slowly, understanding what he was saying. "We better get the truth out of Ken then, have you handed Florella over to the police?" I asked."Yes boss.""Good."We both headed down to the basement where Ken was being held captive, I needed to torture the truth out of his mouth.He was sitting against the wall with his arms tied behind his back, his wrists chained. His face bruised and bloodied, and his clothes covered in dried blood, he was still shivering, despite his cold exterior."What are you going to do with me?" He spat, spitting blood onto the floor of the dungeon."Well Ken Peterson , I'll give you an opportunity to answer a few of my questions and maybe I'll release you."Ken narrowed his eyes at me, "Why should I believe
DON'S POV "You need to calm down son, I have no reason to kidnap your wife!" My father screamed in annoyance as I held him by the collar, accusing him of being responsible for Accalia sudden disappearance. it has been two days since I've heard from Accalia or seen her.i recalled telling her to go home first after the press conference but when I got home, she wasn't there and no one knew anything about her disappearance.I was beginning to go crazy over her absence, I felt like something bad happened to her and I couldn't control it, I was scared shitless.I was furious that I did not know what had happened to her.who the hell dared to kidnap my woman?!!!"I won't let anything happen to her!" I roared while I tightened my grip on my dad's neck and squeezed harder.After I released my grip, my father gasped and began coughing loudly."What the hell are you?!" He questioned me as he took several deep breaths."Do you really think that I am a weak minded coward like you?!" I replied
ACCALIA'S POVI noticed alot of crowds at the company today but I had no idea why but for some reason Enzo seemed tense and clinged to me."Is the company doing something today? why are there a lot of people and reporters outside?" I asked but before I could hear Enzo's response, an egg hit me on the head."She's the one that hurt our kitten!" The man shouted and everyone's attention was turned to me, I was so confused but had no time to process that confusion because people began hurling insults at me and the eggs kept on flying.I tried to defend myself but people would not allow it, many people were throwing eggs at me and they kept on hitting me and I had no way to avoid the hits. One egg managed to land on my head causing me to stagger.I wanted to defend myself, the insults weren't hurting anyone they were just getting their point across.Someone picked up a bottle and threw it at me. The impact of the bottle hitting me made me flinch.Enzo guided me through and I finally made
FLORELLA'S POVI frowned as I watched the new model, Accalia walk into the studio. She had a radiant smile on her face and everything about her just screamed beauty and perfection, no flaws or imperfections in sight.Her hair was styled in perfect waves that framed her face beautifully, her makeup perfectly complimented her gorgeous olive brown orbs and bright pink lipstick.She looked good. So good! So incredibly good that she could probably win any contest she was in! I almost gasped in admiration as I saw how breathtaking she really looked.I hated how beautiful she was, I never understood why anyone could want to look like that, but she was definitely an exception. She had a unique personality that drew people to her in a different way than everyone else did.I hated the fact that she was pretty that me and could easily over take me in the modeling world, there was no way in hell I was going to let that happen. i have been bullying her for over two weeks since she came but she
ACCALIA'S POVAfter hours of modeling and posing for countless pictures, it was time for me to go home and rest before I had to return to the studio again for another day full of work. My clothes were all wrinkled and dirty after being used so many times for clothing shoots.But I was tired and hungry. So, with only mild hesitance, I walked out of the studio to head back home. my phone chimed and I looked at it and saw it was a text from Don asking me to use the back door of the company and meet him at the car park where he was waiting for me.I smiled weakly at the text before I took the elevator to the car park tiredly.I exited the elevator and walked out of the building and saw Don standing at the entrance of the parking lot, he waved as soon as he saw me approaching and headed over to the car to help me inside. Once I was seated, he walked around the car to the drivers seat."Where is everyone?" I asked curiously, noticing no cars."They had to go somewhere." Is all he told me.
ACCALIA'S POVI smiled as I dressed up for my first day at work, yes, my first day at work. I was so excited when Don told me to dress up today that I would resume work at his company as a model.I wanted to make a good first impression so I needed to dress up nicely. A white button down shirt and a black blazer were the two pieces of clothing I selected from my closet after I finished dressing in bed this morning. I also wore some light makeup but it wasn't much. Not too much, just enough to look like I hadn't slept with it all off last night. That made me think about something else - Don's lips... I shook my head trying to get rid of those thoughts.I brushed through my hair once more then applied one last coat of lip gloss before leaving my room, closing and locking the door behind me. I took a deep breath of air and exhaled deeply, hoping to calm myself before I headed down the stairs to meet Don."Good morning!" Don chirped happily when he saw me. I grinned back at him and walk
ACCALIA'S POVDon squeezed my hand reassuringly, his gaze filled with unwavering determination. "We can do this, Accalia," he said, his voice steady despite the tremble in his hands. "Together, we can face anything."With a heavy heart, I nodded in agreement, drawing strength from Don's unwavering faith in our future. As we boarded the bus and took our seats, I cast one last glance back at the village of Arinthia, its familiar streets now fading into the distance.And as the bus pulled away, carrying us towards an uncertain future, I knew that it was time to go back to my old life.As the bus journeyed towards the city, the landscape outside morphed from rolling hills to towering skyscrapers, a stark contrast to the quaint charm of Arinthia. With each passing mile, my heart grew heavier, the uncertainty of our future weighing heavily upon me.But as we finally arrived at our destination and stepped off the bus, a sense of anticipation tingled in the air. For the first time in what fel
ACCALIA'S POVDon wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me close as he felt my body tremble with suppressed sobs. "It's okay, Accalia," he whispered, his voice gentle yet filled with unspoken sorrow. "We'll be alright."But the dam had already broken, and I could no longer hold back the flood of emotions that surged within me. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I buried my face in Don's chest, my heart aching with the pain of leaving behind everything I had ever known."It's just... so hard," I choked out between sobs, my voice muffled against Don's shirt. "Saying goodbye to everyone, to everything..."Don held me tighter, his own eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I know, Accalia," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "But this isn't goodbye forever. We'll come back someday, I promise."His words offered little solace in the face of our imminent departure, but I clung to them nonetheless, finding comfort in the warmth of his embrace. Together, we sat down on the worn wooden b
ACCALIA'S POVWe climbed into the of the truck, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the thought of leaving behind another dear friend. Kito had always been there for us, offering his help and support whenever we needed it, and the thought of saying goodbye to him was almost too much to bear.As we settled into the worn leather seats of Kito's truck, a heavy silence hung in the air, punctuated only by the soft hum of the engine. I glanced out the window, watching as the familiar sights of Arinthia faded into the distance, my heart aching with the weight of farewell.The ride to the bus stop was a somber one, the only sound the steady hum of the engine and the occasional sniffle from one of us. Kito tried to lighten the mood with some of his trademark jokes, but even he seemed to be struggling to find his usual cheerfulness.As we neared the bus stop, Kito pulled over and turned off the engine, the silence that followed almost deafening in its intensity. "Well, this is it," he