*KEATON*Something I wanted from yesterday finally happened now. Since the incident in the kitchen, we never interacted again. I want to make peace with her and maybe now is the time. "Yes, but not at your house. I have a restaurant not far from here. And can I catch your car because I'm being followed," She said, glancing outside. I understand her status as the wife of a noble. How could she possibly want to create a scandal with a man like me, who is far from her husband's social status? "I'm going to turn the car around, and get out the back door," I told her. I'm sure she doesn't know how to escape properly. "But I will pay for it," "No Madam, let me do it," I said and she smiled sweetly. Her lips, oh my God, they belonged to someone else. I came out with all the shopping after paying for it. I put all my things in the trunk of the car while looking around me. I don't know her car, only that there is a black SUV standing by not far from a luxury car worth millions of dollars.
His shady eyes stared at me unblinking as his footsteps approached me. My feet froze in place, reluctant to move. What have I said? Should I say that I— "Um... that's—" I gasped in surprise when his large arms grabbed my hips so that our chests were pressed together. His handsome face sedated me for a few seconds until I couldn't speak..."Chit chat is that what you want to say," he said, his eyes falling on my lips. This strange feeling hit me. I tried to move to get away from him. "Hey, I'm your boss... why... are you... presumptuous in doing this?" I stammered without emphasis or firmness. I should have gotten angry and pushed him hard or I should have kicked two of his balls but...but his gaze intimidated me... "In the hotel and during working hours, you are the boss, but outside the hotel and working hours, there is only you as a woman and I as an adult man. Explain the word lucky. Do you feel lucky too?" This man was so bold as to touch me a second time. He didn't think abou
*Radella* "Are you tired?" He asked while pushing aside my wet hair covering my sweaty face. Maybe I'm not beautiful anymore. My throat felt dry, I couldn't swallow any saliva. "Do you still want me, you haven't come out yet, have you?" I asked. Since we have been making love for so long, he hasn't released cum at all. Why was he able to endure it? "If you're tired we'll stop and enjoy it another time," he said. Picking up my shirt that fell on the floor gave it to me. Our eyes intertwined. I only wear an unbuttoned shirt. Smooth my hair back. "No, I want you out and that's fair!" I said, looking at him in a serious, commanding tone. He has to follow what I want. I want reciprocity, I want him to feel as pleased as he pleases me."Okay," he said, flashing a faint smile. We put our bodies together again and finally, he shot his cum into my womb. My eyes closed feeling him pulsing inside me. "Sorry I forgot to ask, outside or inside," he said, regretfully. I didn't think about that
*Louis* I returned to LA to complete my business development project in this country. Having branch companies in many countries takes up quite a lot of my time. So far I don't have a problem, because that is the reason I avoid my wife and spend time with my friends and my girlfriend. After this, maybe I will reconsider my busy schedule. I entered my room and there were already 2 of my friends sitting relaxed on the sofa. "Finally you've come, where have you been? You know we're not just on holiday but working and they need a clear agreement from you," said one of them with an annoyed look on his face. They both immediately stood up to me. "I know, I'll just go home for a moment and arrange another meeting with them," I said, immediately sitting in my big chair and they sat in the chairs in front of my desk. There are so many files piling up for me to check, it's tiring."Are you going home to file your divorce papers?" said the other man named Kevin. With a relaxed look, he said t
*Radella*At this hotel, I had a special room. Only I have the key to this room. I lay down on the bed, feeling sore in all my joints and bones, especially my intimate parts. Staring at the ceiling of the room, while remembering what I had done last night.These lips never stop showing a happy smile. I feel free and is this what is called happiness? I forgot what it felt like to be happy when I was single. But this was not completely happy because I got the touch of a man who was not my husband. If he were my husband then this happiness might be one hundred percent complete."Naomi—""Yes, madam, what is it?"I called her to prepare all my very urgent needs. "I asked you to buy me an office suit, you know my clothing style and size, right?""Okay Madam, what color?" She is always quick to respond, I like people like her."I want a bright one this time and one more—" Because I'm happy, I want to shine."Well, anything else Madam?""And lingerie buy me 10 types that are unique and brigh
*Radella* I got to my room, opened my watch, and took off all the clothes I was wearing. I showered again to be fresher. Wearing seductive red lingerie. Spraying perfume all over my body. I am now a seductive woman, but only seduced one man who was able to destroy my heart, specifically my hidden lust. It seems like my face doesn't show the age difference between me and him even though we are 2 years apart. The sound of the bell stopped my thoughts in front of the mirror. Is that him? I walked quickly to the door then opened it and it was him. His mouth opened at my appearance. I stepped back and invited him to come in. His eyes continued to intertwine with mine. He pulled my hand so that my body was forward and my hand prevented his chest from touching. "You smell like the kitchen, take a shower first. I'll wait for you," I said. He heard a long sigh. He can't treat me as he pleases. He has to be clean and smell good before he touches me. "My time is running out," he protested an
*KEATON* A beginner who is just learning to make love is what I call her. I can't say anything about this beautiful woman whose body I enjoy. I don't know what kind of love communication she and her husband have been carrying out all this time. Why is she like a teenager who just learned how to suck lollipops? Or just getting to know the deliciousness of ice cream. She was very distant from Alexa when she was still at school. Alexa is my first love, the mother of my child and now she has left me. Picking up her wet body and putting her on the bed, kissing her neck, and squeezing her breasts which weren't too big to fit in my grasp. She had to learn a lot from me, we needed the same long time to adjust. "Lift your legs," I whispered, biting lightly on her ear. Making her convulse and moan until she's hoarse is the peak of my satisfaction. Radella is the woman who is the bravest in taking risks to serve my lust which is not easily satisfied. Her legs spasmed, opening wider, her voic
*Radella* I looked into his sparkling eyes as if his words were not a lie but hard to believe. We've only made love a few times, he has confessed his love to me. Ah, I'm enjoying this mistake, wrong... yes this is wrong. I shouldn't have done this but my soul seemed to guide me to do the same thing. And why did my mother-in-law visit me this morning? My mind continued to speak, reviewing what I had done with Keaton. The bodily pleasure I felt was extraordinary. Having been married for many years, I have never experienced such real pleasure as before. Fantasy in my mind and these feet that kept walking towards my room arrived there in the blink of an eye. Seeing my mother-in-law sitting on the sofa enjoying a cup of hot chocolate and cookies. Maybe she was bored waiting for me and then tried to call someone but stopped when she saw me walking towards her. She stood up and put her cell phone back in her bag. Her steps quickened towards me, and she hugged and kissed my cheek affection
*RADELLA* In the morning. "You cheap woman!" I woke up and sat up straight away when Keaty shouted at me like that in my dream. I turned my head and saw Louis still sleeping by my side. Rubbing my face I got out of bed. Wearing a silk kimono. Take a glass of drinking water and sip it slowly. Open the balcony door and close it again. The sky was still dark and looked beautiful because of the stars shining on it. My life, which used to feel dark, is now bright because of Louis' love. But it wasn't easy, I had to go through a lot. Love that shouldn't be. A relationship that was initially forced becomes something that is addictive and difficult to forget but must be left behind. And finally what? I'm to blame, me. I was the one who tried to save my child but I was the one who was hated. I tried to protect my child but I was also hated. I am the one who cannot escape the situation. I am also the one who is hated, insulted, and humiliated without thinking, what if they were me? I'
RADELLA When we got home, the guard at the gate told us that two men had come to visit our house while we were still in China. They even asked on the phone back if we were home. I looked at the CCTV footage and recognized that it was Keaton's brothers. “Let me make the call,” I said. Before I looked for them, it turned out they were looking for us first, what a coincidence. I can no longer maintain my ego to continue seeking help from other people. Keaty also wants to get to know them and it's time for them to meet for the first time. "Hello, good afternoon, I'm Radella, Chef," "Good afternoon, Madam Radella. I, Kyle. Thank you for contacting me. I would like to ask permission to deliver Keaton's last letter to Keatra. If you don't allow us to meet Keatra, then we just want to leave the letter and please, this time receive Keaton's last message in that letter." "Yes, come with Chef Dimitri, Keatra wants to get to know you," "She already knows. We'll be there in about two h
*RADELLA*I looked at Louis who was also surprised to see her climbing the stairs quickly without paying attention to us. She never like this. My feet stepped back up the stairs after her. I can't guess what happened. Does she already know who she is and is angry with me for not telling her the truth or something else because she was taken by force?I have to think positively. She came into the room and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me who was slowly approaching her. "What's wrong, honey? You're angry with us," I said, and her gaze sharpened. I sat next to her and her head turned to look at me. "Can I ask, Mom?" I gulped saliva; suddenly, my heart started beating fast. I'm afraid what he's asking is very difficult for me to reveal. "Yes, darling, say everything you want to ask." "Who am I? Whose child am I?" Finally, the words came out of her tiny lips. I can't say this truth. Oh my God! I was shaken, my brain couldn't think, let alone explain everything. Her eyes pierce
*RADELLA* It's been 8 days, I've been waiting with uncertainty. How many times have I begged Louis to let me talk to Keaty on the phone to relieve my longing? but he always said that the telecommunications signal was disrupted and difficult to contact. What mother wouldn't be worried if she heard that her daughter was in the middle of a war that could result in lives being lost? Even though she was in a refugee barracks which was heavily guarded by fully armed soldiers. Misfortune can happen if the enemy is too bold to act worse than they think. "Today, she will go home, but she will arrive tomorrow afternoon. Are you still worried?" Louis cupped my face with both hands. His eyes searched straight into mine. Eye bags that look sunken and black indicate I'm not getting enough rest. I couldn't sleep well; every hour, I woke up and fell asleep again 15 minutes later. It always repeats itself every day and sometimes I don't want to sleep anymore. I feel like I'm not okay. I was wor
RADELLA "Louis!" I rushed into the room. Luckily, it was quiet; there were no people. He was surprised to see me, then stood up and approached me, who was having difficulty speaking. "Why honey, what happened?" I was confused, looking at him, who was also worried about watching me and holding my arms, so I stopped moving and focused on standing in front of him. "Keaty, I... I just met Keaton's older brother. He told Keaton about an inherited disease from his grandmother, and, I, I—" "Calm down honey," He grabbed me and took me to the sofa. "How can I calm down, Louis? I want to check on her. I want to see her now. I want her to come home quickly. Please, tell your bodyguards to take her home tomorrow." "It will tire her out, Ella, the journey there is quite tiring. The air time is long. I will send our plane when they get home. Everything will be fine. We have to be sure that she is healthy, okay." I hugged him, crying in his arms, "I can't imagine that happening to her. L
*RADELLA*Today my schedule is a visit to a foundation that accommodates children with cancer. Donations in the form of food, fruit, vegetables, and medical equipment, as well as the medicines they need. I and several people who are administrators of charity activities mingled with them.Small children aged 5 to 8 years have also been diagnosed with cancer. I try to get them to recover. Their future is still long and their body's strength can still develop, supported by healthy food and proper and appropriate medication management. To liven up the atmosphere so it wasn't stiff, we sang together and after that had lunch together. "Lunch is ready?" "Yes, Madam," answered my assistant who is always by my side when there are outside activities like this. Her job was just to coordinate what I needed. "Radella, come here, let's take a photo—" Mrs. Georgia, the wife of a minister called me and asked me to selfie together. These administrators are not just ordinary women. The wives of off
*Louis*Arranged marriage in my family is inevitable. Gree has been the strongest candidate in my family from the start. My mother liked him and hoped for him to get a wife with a girl of noble birth who was equal to us. For the sake of preserving good and pure noble descendants. Luckily Gree purely has my blood because I would be considered a fraud if it turned out that Gree wasn't my real son. "Keaty doesn't need to take military education, right? I don't think she's strong," said Ella. I understand that too and I won't force it. The one I have to force is Louisa. That girl must get the best education. She is very capable of tarnishing my good name. "No honey, don't worry. Do you want to take a shower with me?" I answered. Seeing her so confused face, I knew what she was thinking. After being busy arranging Gree's matchmaking, she was busy again thinking about how Chef's son didn't meet her daughter. What if she knew that the man was also in Africa, as a commander on a secret mis
Radella "Mom, Louis, and I have agreed to give our sons the freedom to choose wives according to their wishes. Based on our experience, arranged marriages are difficult and it's a pity for the women who are arranged marriages if they don't love them," I reasoned. My Mother-in-law's face was still firm and did not soften. "You feel all that, Ella, and love needs a process. You two can be happy now, right? Greeshawn has strong charisma; in the future, he will be Louis' successor. If you want to give that freedom, please just go to Marshawn." Gosh, why did she choose it? We have the right to provide the best for our children. My sister-in-law smiled and held my hand. "Gree has to get the best girl. Mommy probably already has a candidate," She said and my mother-in-law immediately answered, "Yes, a Princess from Spain, Tatiana Esperanza. She is still 18 years old and I want to introduce them later after the girl is declared unfit for Gree." Gosh, what can I say to Crystal, poor her?
Radella There was a fear that gnawed at my soul. Guilt for selfishness that persists until now. This was a terrible blow that hit the deepest recesses of my soul. What did he do wrong to me, nothing, no. I was in the wrong but he was the one who received the scars of all this until the end of his life. Goodbye, Keaton, rest and peace in there, I'm sorry. *** "You ready?" I took Keaty to the airport, Louis didn't have time because there was an internal company meeting that couldn't be postponed. The 10 best bodyguards are ready in front of the house and will come with her. Keaty sighed when she saw the burly men lined up neatly in front of her. They each introduced themselves. After finishing, Keaty got into the car with me first. "I'm like a prisoner, Mom," She said, looking at the bodyguards through the car window. They wore white T-shirts, jeans, and black glasses. It looks inconspicuous if it's just one or two people, but if they walk together behind Keaty then they will