SHIMMA.“Enough!“ I cut in, stopping Lucas from saying anymore words.I stepped forward, my heart racing as I faced Lucas. “That’s enough, Lucas. What’s happening between Mr. Mattias and me isn’t your business. You need to leave, now.” I was surprised by how firm my voice sounded, but I knew this was important.Lucas opened his mouth to argue, disbelief on his face. I raised my hand to stop him. “I mean it. This is private and doesn’t involve you. If you can’t respect that, you need to go.” I felt the weight of my words.Mr. Mattias stood tall, his gaze steady and focused. He glanced at Lucas, then back at me, exuding calm. I guess he liked that I was in control.“Lucas, I suggest you leave. This is a personal matter, and your presence is not welcome.” I said calmly, trying to regain my composure.After a moment that felt too long, Lucas sighed in frustration.“Fine. But this isn’t over.” He glared at Mr. Mattias before turning and storming out, slamming the door behind him. The sou
LUCAS'S POV.I knew it! I fucking knew it. I knew something was going on between them, it was so obvious. The day at her office, when he knelt down so close to her. his protectiveness towards her, his sudden cold mood whenever he sees the both of us together. I knew it.This is sick! how could he? How could he do this to his best friend's daughter.I couldn't stop pacing back and forth around my office. Running my hand in and out of my hair in frustration, anger. rage burning inside of me. I can't tell why I am this mad but I am. He is older than she is, I mean the age difference is clear. What ever they think they have together, it's not going to work, it can't, Shimma is better off with me, I know it. “What do I do now?“ I mumbled, still pacing around confusedly when the door to my office swung open, revealing Mattias, his expression, cold, as usual.“Lucas, what was that about?“ He questioned.“Don't come here, making me look like I am the Villain,”“Lucas, you are crossing your
Mattias stood there, fists clenched, eyes locked on me. The tension in the room felt suffocating. My heart raced as I took a few steps backward, trying to distance myself before he unleashed his anger on me. I didn't want that...“Mattias, hear me out. You’re my big brother and my boss. I wouldn't want to go against your will or partake in your business, but… I just don’t want you to hurt her,” I said, softening my voice. Maybe that way I wouldn't get him too pissed.Mattias glared at me, anger flashing in his eyes. “Hurt her? You think I want that? You don’t know anything about us!” he said, his voice firm. I shook my head. “I don't need to know everything, but what's certain is that Shimma deserves someone who respects her family. You’re playing with fire.”Mattias took a deep breath, his face hardening as if he was trying hard to control the rage burning inside him. But I would do anything to get to the root of this. I would do everything to make sure he sees that what he has with
I stood frozen, staring at Emily, my ex...The years seemed to have passed by quickly, but the memories rushed back, uninvited. Her ginger-red hair framed her face just as I remembered, but now it felt like a ghost from my past.“What are you doing here?” I managed to say.“Mattias,” she said softly, her voice trembling slightly. “I know it’s been a long time. I came to ask for your forgiveness.”“What forgiveness?” I questioned, my voice barely above a whisper. The anger and hurt from our past bubbled up. She had left me for someone else, someone with more money. And now, she stood here, back in my life, looking for a way in.“I know I made a mistake,” she continued, her eyes searching mine. “I heard about you; I saw you in the media. You've changed so much,” she whispered, taking a few steps closer to me.“Maybe we could start over, Mattias,” she mumbled. She hadn't changed a bit—such a snake.I clenched my fists, fighting the whirlwind of emotions. “You left, Emily. You chose wealt
Hi besties! I'm here again.At this point, I am eager to know what you guys think about my book. Let me know your thoughts. Are you loving it?!Well, I'm sure if you're seeing this, it means you are, and I'm glad! ♡´・ᴗ・`♡.But yet still, put down your thoughts in the comments; I want to hear them.Much love, dearest. Your favorite author, Fantasy goddess♡.-------------------------------------“Shimma,” he called, a frown settling on his face as he hastened his steps. He must have read my mood…“What's wrong? You don't look good,” he asked, placing his hand on my shoulder.“Uhmm, nothing. Why do you ask?” I replied, forcing out a smile that seemed obviously forced.He hissed softly, taking more steps until he got so close to me. I took a step backward because what the hell was he trying to do?“Lucas, I'm fine. It's almost time for the conference meeting,” I said, making my way past him as I headed to the conference room. I didn't turn to glance at him, but I was certain he was starin
“What does she want from him?”“Shimma,” I heard Mr. Mattias call to me. “You're the only one my heart beats for. I know it's weird that I fell in love with my best friend's daughter, but…” He paused, turning to the door as it swung open. The lady with ginger hair walked in, her eyes landing on me.With her arms folded, she advanced toward me and Mr. Mattias. “Who is she?” she asked, her eyes running from my head to my toes. “What are you doing here? I thought I asked you to leave?” Mr. Mattias said. “I'm not going anywhere, Mattias. I believe we have a lot to talk about,” she replied, turning to eye me again. I said nothing, even if I wanted to.“Emily, leave this office before I call security on you,” Mr. Mattias said, his tone firm. Yet, the so-called Emily didn't even flinch. It was as though she knew he wouldn't do anything.Just when I was about to feel relieved by Mr. Mattias's assuring words, here she was again, standing so confidently. Shit!I could feel my lungs tighten; t
is she the one you're talking about? The one your heart belongs to?“….. MR MATTIAS'S POV.I stood there, tension coiling tight in my chest as Emily’s words echoed in the air. It felt like a punch to the gut. How could she waltz back into my life after everything? I glanced at Shimma, whose expression was a mixture of confusion and concern. I could see her heart racing, mirroring my own.“Emily, this isn’t the place for this conversation. We’ve both moved on,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, but I could feel the frustration bubbling just beneath the surface.“Oh, i see,” she giggled, turning to eye Shimma, then she sifted her gaze back to me.“Like i said, We've both moved on, Now get out!“ I said but this goddamn girl proved too sturbborn, a devious smile escaping her lips.“Have you?” she shot back, her tone sharp. “You might think you’ve moved on, but I can see it in your eyes. Mattias, You’re not over me. You still care.” I could feel her words cutting deep, and I fought
“What if I can be the person you need?”Mr. Mattias took a deep breath, turning to face me. My heart raced as his eyes met mine, and then he turned back to her. “Emily, how can you be the person I need when you weren't there when I needed you the most? How can you be the person I need when I don't need you anymore?” Mr. Mattias said calmly. Emily gasped softly, her expression one of shock. I mean, what was she expecting?Unexpectedly, Mr. Mattias took my right hand in his. “I'm sorry, Emily, but my heart belongs to someone else. And trust me, leaving me for some rich guy in college was the best decision ever,” Mr. Mattias said, a smirk plastered on his lips as he looked down at me.Now my heart wasn't just racing faster; my breath was ceasing—not because Emily was glaring at me with so much anger and hate, but because Mr. Mattias was showing me off to his ex. Oh gosh!I forced out a smile, looking up at Lucas. Suddenly, the door to my office opened. It wasn't Emily leaving; it was
“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