SHIMMA'S POV. It's been two days. Two days of crying endlessly.I had cried so much that there were no tears left in my eyes. I just sat down on my bed, staring out the window, lost in my thoughts when I heard my phone buzz.I reluctantly turned to glance at my phone when my eyes landed on a notification. It was an email. Emails are important to me because I had been applying for several jobs.I know, right? A girl who was once excited about her life, both in love and finance. A girl who once had an amazing man and a loving family.Is this same girl, lost and unaware of where her life is headed?I picked up my phone, tapping on the notification as I slowly read through it.I dropped my phone, shock washing over me as my eyes flew open.I blinked, trying to read it again. I was offered a job at one of the top companies in California. Is this even real?I wasn't even that qualified!I quickly stood up in excitement. All the chaos going on at that moment totally vanished as I paced back
I took a quick breath as I walked in, and my eyes landed on Mr. Mattias. Wait! Mr. Mattias. He was the boss.Fuck! Not again! I turned to leave, but I heard him yell.“Shimma! Don’t move an inch!” he said, his tone commanding.I turned back to him, eyes wide with shock. Was he ordering me not to move?He stood up, slowly advancing toward me. I took one step backward, then another, and another until I felt my back press against the wall.What was happening? Why was I feeling this way? His presence wasn’t supposed to make my heart race this fast. Not after all he did to me. Not after using me and deceiving me.He stood barely an inch away, eyes locked on mine.“Shimma,” he started. “I am going to explain everything to you, and I don’t want you to say a word. Not until I am done explaining,” he said, his voice low, sending chills down my spine. Why can’t I stop feeling this way about him?I wanted to speak, to tell him that he didn’t have any right to tell me not to speak. I wanted to le
MR. MATTIAS' POVWould she believe me if I told her that the moment I set my eyes on her, I felt a spark of what I couldn’t understand then was love?It’s crazy! She was only fifteen, yet I felt something so intense burning inside me.It sounds stupid to say I dumped a sexy, rich lady for a fifteen-year-old, but I did. I didn’t know why then, but now, I don’t regret it.I don’t regret staring into her eyes while she stared back at mine, shocked and confused. I know—I never planned to fall in love with a fifteen-year-old either.She attempted to stand up, but I pulled her back; she wasn’t going to leave. Not until she sees clearly how much I love her. Not until I make her mine again.---SHIMMA’S POVI tried to get up for the second time, but he pulled me back down again.How could he tell me that he wasn’t interested in Aunt Pricilia because of me? What sort of stunt is he trying to pull here?“What do you gain by lying to me? First, you lied about the incident in the restaurant, then
"Shimma," he said, his tone rough and charged with desire. "I want you right now."Just as he was about to take my lips again, a loud knock echoed through the room."Sir! I have the files you asked for!" A lady's voice came after the knock.That sound transported me back to my first day in Mr. Mattias's office, the day I first tasted his intensity.He ignored the knock, his lips crashing against mine once more, igniting a fire deep within me. But then the knock came again, louder this time, shattering the moment.I instinctively grabbed my bag, ready to flee."I'm sorry, but I have to go," I mumbled , getting up on my feet to leave but he pulled me back, his eyes icy and unyielding. "I said I want you, and nothing is going to stop me this time," he declared, his voice filled with seriousness. I had never seen his eyes so cold, so fiercely determined.My heart raced as his grip tightened, a possessive hold that made my pulse quicken. In that instant, the world outside faded away. It w
He pulled his fingers away and all of a sudden, I felt at loss. I opened my mouth to protest and he pulled me off the table."On your knees baby, I want to fuck your tight little mouth" he ordered.The corners of my lips pulled up in a smile, as I went down on my knees slowly, teasing him. The smell of his arousal filled my lungs and made my pussy water even more.I grabbed the base of his cock and rolled my tongue over the pink head, he closed his eyes and with his other hand, grabbed the edge of the table to hold himself.I pushed his cock deep into my mouth until it was beginning to touch my throat, until I was beginning to feel my gag kicking in.Without warning, he shoved his cock down my throat and my vision blurs with tears"Shimma," he moaned and I pushed it down even more. When I pulled out, his cock was covered in my saliva. I grabbed his shaft with both hands and started stroking him.Precum Spilled from his cock and onto my hands. I brought my tongue to the tip and licked
Mr. Mattias pulled up in front of my house, and I was seated right beside him in the passenger seat. I sat there speechless, unable to utter a word. Not back at the office, not on the way here. It was as though I had lost the ability to speak.I honestly didn't blame myself. Not after being fucked over and over again, not wanting it to end. Thinking of it at that moment had already gotten my pussy to throb.I needed to go inside; I needed to think about whatever had just happened. Leaving my house that morning, I hadn't expected to meet Mr. Mattias as the boss. And not just that—I hadn't expected to be brutally fucked by him, either.Don't get me wrong; I had totally enjoyed every bit of it. But a part of me still wondered if I had made the right choice. A part of me still wondered if I should fully open up my heart to him again.The past few months had been heart-shattering. The last thing I wanted at that moment was to regret letting him back in.I knew my parents still weren't goi
We sat across from each other at the dining table. The smell of baked chicken filled the air.I watched Mr. Mattias take a bite; he shut his eyes, as if savoring not just the meal but the moment itself. A small smile tugged at his lips, and I felt a warmth spread through me, realizing how much I missed these simple, intimate dinners.“Delicious,” he said, his voice deep and smooth, pulling me from my thoughts. “You’ve always had a way with food.”I chuckled softly, feeling a blush creep onto my cheeks. “It’s just chicken, but I’m glad you like it.”He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, his gaze intense. “It’s not just the chicken. It’s you, Shimma. It’s being here with you. I’ve missed this—I’ve missed us.”I could see the flicker of something deeper in his eyes, an urgency that made my heart race.“I’ve missed us too,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “But you know there are things we need to address… the past, the future.”He straightened, his expression sh
MR. MATTIAS'S POVThe moment I walked out of Shimma's house, I took out my phone, pressing some numbers. The jeweler had just texted me, and I needed to act fast. I couldn't stop my heart from racing with excitement as I imagined the next step in my plan. I was fucking going to be a fiancé!“Hey, it’s Mattias,” I said when the jeweler picked up. “I’m on my way now. Bring out the most exquisite engagement ring you have.”“Of course, Mr. Mattias. We have some stunning pieces that just arrived,” he replied, his voice filled with amusement."Allright, see you soon," I said, hanging up.As I drove to the jewelry store, my mind swirled with images of Shimma. I envisioned her face lighting up when she saw the ring, the way her eyes would sparrk with surprise and joy. The moment she would say yes to me. The thought of it alone, made me both excited and impatient at the same time.Because this wasn’t just a ring; it was a promise, a commitment to a future I was ready to embrace—with her. My
“There’s something I want to say…” she said, stepping forward, her gaze drifting to me.But then her reaction softened, turning into sadness, maybe regret.“Shimma,” she started, moving even more closer. “Please forgive me if I ever made things hard for you. You know I have always wanted the best for you; that way, I must have overreacted. I am so sorry,” she said, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes.I let out a sigh of relief, drawing her in for a hug. “Mum, it’s okay, I forgive you,” I said, tears streaming down my face as I turned to Mr. Mattias. He wiped his eyes, turning away quickly. Was he crying too?MR. MATTIAS' POV.Gosh! She caught me crying. Although I don’t blame myself for doing so, seeing her happy for the first time in a long while made me, you know, emotional.Finally, there’s nothing holding us back—not her parents, not life itself; everything I ever dreamed of is all happening.I would be getting married to the love of my life in a few weeks, and in a few mo
“What is going on here? And what is he doing here?” he asked, his tone cold.Before I could gather my thoughts to respond, Mr. Mattias gently squeezed my hand and stepped forward. “Derry,” he began, his voice steady but respectful. “I understand this may come as a shock to you.”My father’s frown deepened, but Mr. Mattias pressed on. “Please, I would appreciate it if you let me explain.”“Explain what? The fact that you went ahead to find Shimma, even after threatening to ruin your life?” my father said, anger evident in his voice.But there was this strange calmness about him; he was as angry as I thought he would be.“I don’t care if you ruin my life, Derry. All that matters to me is your daughter, Shimma,” Mr. Mattias said, turning to steal a glance at me.“And there’s something we have to tell you.” Hearing this, I watched my mother's eyes widen in curiosity, although she had been strangely quiet throughout.“Shimma and I are engaged, and she’s pregnant.” I heard my mother finally
“We are here,” Mr. Mattias said as he sat in the driver’s seat, his gaze drifting to me as we pulled up in front of my parents' house.I could feel my heart racing—no, pounding hard!. While my mind raced with a million thoughts.God. What if I am making a mistake by coming here? what if they take me away like they did before? How would they react? What would my father do to Mr. Mattias if he found out I was engaged and pregnant by him? My mother on the other hand must have thought she had ruined everything that Mr. Mattias and I had, but what would her reaction be if she found out she had actually made us closer?“Are you okay, babe?” Mr. Mattias asked, breaking me from the whirlwind of thoughts. I nodded. “Yeah—yeah, I’m fine,” I said, slowly watching the guards walk up to us.One of the guards who had spotted me gasped, his eyes wide as if he had seen a ghost. “G—good day, Ma’am,” he greeted, shock evident in his tone. “Good day, please let us in,” I said, feeling breathless.He nod
“Babe, there’s something else I have to tell you,” I said.He raised his head to gaze at me, his cheeks wet from tears. I used my hand to wipe his face as I spoke.“While I am happy to share my life with you and our child, I don’t see my life without my parents in it too. My dad is your best friend, and I don’t want to come between you both.”“Shhhh, shhhh,” he said, taking my left hand and planting a soft kiss on it. “You didn’t come between I and Derry, but I understand he’s just protective of you, just like I will be of our daughter.” I frowned.“Who said she’s going to be a girl? I’m sorry, but we are having a boy,” I said, chuckling.“Well, we are having a girl because she told me so?” Mr. Mattias responded.“Who?”“Her! She literally just spoke to me.”“What the?! He’s not even fully formed yet!”“She’s, not he’s,” Mr. Mattias corrected, and we both giggled.He stood up, dragging a chair close to mine, then leaning over so he could be closer to me.I knew Mr. Mattias had always
I was done setting up the candles on the dining table when I heard a knock on my door.A warm smile formed on my lips as I made my way to open the door.Standing there was Mr. Mattias, in a black shirt and perfectly fitted beige pants.He held a bouquet of roses. Not that I was surprised; this was like the tenth time in two weeks I had received roses from him. I might as well get used to it now.“Hi,” he said nervously. Why was he nervous? I hadn’t even spilled the tea yet.“Hi,” I said softly as I paved the way for him to enter, his cologne enveloping the room.“Wow!” he exclaimed, his eyes landing on the dining table. The settings.“This is beautiful,” he said, turning to glance at me. “But what’s the occasion?” he asked. There was no way he would know I was pregnant yet because he had called me earlier, asking what the doctor said the problem was, and I told him it was stress. I know; I had to lie to him so that I could get his full reaction in person. Forgive me.“Well, I have ne
THREE WEEKS LATER.It was a Saturday morning. I sat on my couch, giggling and chuckling, my gaze focused on the TV. As I watched my favourite reality shows.I placed my hand on my tummy, because it was grumbling. Obviously I was starving. It was last ten Am and I hadn't had breakfast.I picked up the remote control, pressing the power off buttton. I honestly didn't want to quit the sho w, but at the same time I needed to eat.I got up, about to tak a first step, but I paused, placing my hand on my hand because I had just felt a sharp head ache. I felt this way yesterday and it's becoming concerning. After a few seconds, I felt the headache reduce and then I proceeded to head to the kitchen.-------Later that afternoon, I got dressed to go see the doctor. I thought the nauseous feelings would stop but it hadn't, and I needed to take a test, just to know what's wrong."HEY BABE, I'M LEAVING FOR THE HOSPITAL ALREADY," I texted Mr Mattias.He had basically forced me to leave after I had
He broke out of our kiss, his eyes locking on mine.“You’re my fiancée, and soon you will be my wife,” he said,” as though he was just realizing. I nodded with a smile, and then his lips crashed back into my lips.He carried me all the way to the bedroom, lowering me to the bed, his eyes not leaving mine as he took out his boxshort.I did the same, taking of my clothes as fast as I could, he helped me take of my panther and finally, we were both completely naked.He leaned over, his body hovering over mine as usual. But this time, it felt different—intense.He pressed his lips to my chest, then he began to kiss me slowly as he makes his way down my body.“Oh God!” I moaned, running my hand through his hair, my breathing becoming heavier and heavier and heavier. He spread my legs open, planting a soft kiss on my clit. I gasped, finding it difficult to breathe.I looked up at me for a second, his gaze intense—deadly. Before retuning to my pussy.Slowly, very slowly, he dug his tongu
We got back after having dinner. It still feels surreal; I never saw this coming.I walked into the bathroom, the lights turning on by themselves because they were sensor-activated.I glanced at my hand; this was like the hundredth time now.I had never seen a ring this beautiful in my entire life. How much did it cost? And what would my wedding ring look like? Mmmnn, my wedding.. In a few months, maybe a few weeks, I would be getting married to the love of my life; Mr Mattias. But my parents…It’s so sad to think of my parents' reaction if they find out that Mr. Mattias and I are engaged, even after the separation. Damn.The thought of it made my heart sink. But then, the door to the bathroom opened, revealing Mr. Mattias in his boxers.I glanced at him through the mirror; my eyes ran from his head to toe. So fucking hot.I could already feel my pussy throb, and right now, all I wanted was him.He came up behind me, wrapping his arms around me, his cock pressing against my ass. I c
I looked around at the beautiful setup, then back at him, my heart overflowing.“Yes! Yes, I will marry you!” I said, my voice barely above a whisper but filled with all the excitement bursting inside me.Mr. Mattias’s face lit up like a thousand fireworks, and he quickly slid the ring onto my finger. The diamond sparkled so brightly that I thought I might faint. It was perfect, just like this moment.He stood up, pulling me into a deep and intense kiss. He kissed me so intensely that the world around us disappeared.Seconds later, he pulled out, hugging me tightly.“I love you Shimma, I love you so much,” he cursed under his breath, pulling me tighter, as though he never wanted to let me go.“God, I can’t believe this is real,” I whispered into his shoulder, tears of joy streaming down my cheeks. I am his fiancée. Fucking Pinch me!“It’s real, Shimma. You’re my everything,” he said, pulling back to look into my eyes. The sincerity in his gaze sent shivers down my spine.The soft soun