SHIMMA'S POV The cab pulled up in front of my house. I quickly paid the driver before stepping out of the car. I glanced back to see if Mr. Mattias had followed me, but the road was clear. There was no sign of any car approaching. I entered my house, closing the door behind me. I slowly walked to the living room, trying to replay the scene in my mind, but it still made no sense. “I need to cool off. I really need a bath,” I whispered, my breath hitching in my throat as I made my way upstairs. I stripped off all my clothes and headed straight to the bathroom. I turned on the shower, letting the water run over me from head to toe. “Ughhh,” I groaned, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. But I soon got distracted by the sound of my doorbell. I paused, waiting to hear it again. “Ding! Ding!” It rang for a second time. I had just moved in here a month ago, and I barely had visitors. Could it be? No way!…. I quickly grabbed a white towel, rushing down the stairs. “Knock
SHIMMA'S’s POV.I shut the door, my heart pounding heavily in my chest. Mr Mattias kept calling out to me, banging at the door.“Shimma! Shimma! Please, let's talk this out!“ He yelled, I could hear the desperation in his voice, but, God! it only made things worse.My breath grew heavier as I stumbled up the stairs, shutting my bedroom door behind me. Leaning against it, I slid to the floor, tears pouring down my cheeks like an unrelenting rain. What did I just do? I mumbled to myself, confusion wrapping around me like a thick fog. I had convinced myself these past few months that Mr. Mattias never truly loved me. All I want is happiness. And it hurts so much to make such a decision, but maybe moving on would help, I thought. I closed my eyes, letting the tears flow freely, each drop a release of the pain I had bottled up for so long. I wanted happiness, I told myself. Maybe moving on was the answer. Maybe I could find someone who my parents would approve of, someone who wouldn’t
“What are you doing here? And how did you know where i….,”“I own here now,” Mr Mattias said quickly, getting up from his seat.“You own here? where is my boss?“ I stuttered.“He's where he belongs,” Mr Mattias said, a sly smirk playing on his lips as he slowly approached.“Well, I'm here to submit my resignation letter,” i said, taking out the envelope and handing it over to him. He didn't take it. Instead, he frowned, looking down at me.“What's the need of quitting? I'm your boss now, you no longer need to go through what you went through. And good news is,” He Smiled, halting in front of me, barely an inch away from me.“You get to be my Personal Assistant again,” He said, still maintaining his sly smirk.I stood there, confused. Didn't he hear me last night? Doesn't he know that seeing him everyday would make it difficult for me to move on.I'm finding it difficult to move on. I don't even know how I'm going to do so.“I'm sorry but i am not interested,” I said, sliding the enve
I quickly took out the card so that I could see what it said. Although it was long written, The handwriting was so familiar that I could hear Mr Mattias voice so clearly as I read through it.---DEAR SHIMMA,I’VE SPENT TOO MANY SLEEPLESS NIGHTS THINKING ABOUT US, ABOUT HOW THINGS HAVE CHANGED BETWEEN US, AND I CAN’T BEAR THE THOUGHT OF LOSING YOU. I KNOW YOU’RE HURTING, AND I’M SORRY FOR THE PAIN MY ABSENCE HAS CAUSED. I NEVER WANTED IT TO COME TO THIS, BUT THE TRUTH IS, YOU ARE MY OBSESSION.YOU ARE EVERYTHING TO ME, AND I REFUSE TO LET ANYONE, EVEN YOUR PARENTS, DICTATE WHAT WE HAVE. OUR LOVE IS STRONGER THAN THEIR OPINIONS. WHEN YOU TOLD ME WE SHOULD END THINGS, IT SHATTERED SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE ME. I NEED YOU TO UNDERSTAND THAT I WILL NEVER LET GO OF WHAT WE HAVE. YOU ARE MINE, AND I AM YOURS, FOREVER.I’VE SENT YOU FLOWERS AND THAT NECKLACE NOT AS APOLOGIES, BUT AS A PROMISE. A PROMISE THAT I WILL FIGHT FOR US, NO MATTER THE COST. I WILL ALWAYS CHOOSE YOU, AND I WILL ALWAYS CO
Just a reminder besties! You’re Valid. ;) ————————————————- I swallowed hard, trying to gather my thoughts. “How do I stop her? What do I tell her?. My mind raced as I glanced at the letter again, the flowers, and the necklace. “Wait! Are you seeing someone already?” my mother asked, her tone filled with excitement as, stepping closer. I felt a rush of panic. I had to conceal the truth. Thinking quickly, I rushed in front of my mother, turning my back to her as I faced the flower, pretending to be interested in the flowers. “Oh, No, they’re just... um, a friend from work sent them,” I stammered, hoping my voice didn’t betray the lie. My mother’s gaze was now fixed on me as she took in my tear-streaked cheeks. “A friend? Okay, but why do you look like you’ve been crying.” I sighed, forcing a smile. “I’m okay, really. Just had a long week.” Uncomfortable, I shifted on my feet, quickly taking the letter from the couch just before her eyes could meet it. Desperate to cha
I had prayed and wished it wouldn’t be Mr Mattias.But as I opened the door, what greeted me was the familiar sent of his cologne. I gasped, moving out quickly as I shut the door behind me so that my mother wouldn’t see him.Although I could see her peaking and trying to see who it was. That was enough sign that I couldn’t spend more than a minute here before she walks in on us.“You need to leave right now?” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Obviously, I didn’t want my mother to hear me.“Shimma, why are you doing this to me? I hy are you pushing me away?” He said, taking some steps closer to me.“Look, What I am doing is for our own good, I need you to understand, Just leave. Please!” “No!” He shook his head, taking one step back. I’m not leaving. Not until you tell me what I did wrong,” He said, I could see his eyes slowly turn red. God, was be about to…..No! My head is fucking with me right now.“You can’t push me away just for nothing. I already told you, I didn’t abandon
Just before I could respond, the door swung open, and my eyes landed on my mother. Her expression was one of shock and surprise.“You! W—what are you doing here? How did you find my daughter?” she asked.I wanted to speak, but Mattias quickly got up, facing her now.“Mrs. Anna, I am here with your daughter because I love her,” Mr. Mattias said firmly, and I found myself nodding in agreement.“And what makes you think you have that right? Despite all we did to make you stay away from her, you still found her? Why don’t you just give up? Why can’t you leave Shimma alone?!” My mother yelled. For the first time ever, I was shocked to see her this angry. But Mr. Mattias—he remained calm.“Well, Mrs. Anna, I can’t give up on love. No one can, not when it’s true love. I love Shimma, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make her mine, with or without your consent,” Mr. Mattias said, reaching for my hand. I hesitated, fearing how my mother would react to seeing me hold his hand at that moment. But
SHIMMA'S POV.I lay on my bed, facing the ceiling as tears poured down both sides of my face onto the bed.I almost fell for it again. I almost fell for his lies. For a moment, I was brainwashed into believing that he loved me. How could I be so stupid?God! I don't want to see him ever again. I don't want to talk to him. I don't even want to hear his voice. I want him out of my life for good."Knock! Knock!"I heard a knock on my door, followed by the sound of my mother's voice. "Shimma!" she called out. "Leave me alone! Just leave! Leave my house!" I yelled, but I heard the door handle turn down. She opened the door, about to step in, but I quickly stood up, wiping my tears away."Leave! Now!" I growled, my voice filled with rage. Her eyes flew open in shock as she stood frozen, looking up at me."Why are you angry at me? Isn't he the one you're supposed to be mad at? He's the one who is to blame for deceiving you all this time," she mumbled. But at that moment, I didn't care. I
“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
I turned to stare at him, my eyes locked on his… "Then,” I paused, the question hitting me hard. “Then I’ll waituntil she’s ready. I just know she’s the one I’m going to spend the rest of my life with,” I said, my phone buzzing with her text. SHIMMA’S POV. A FEW HOURS LATER. I couldn't stop staring at my reflection in the mirror. The short black dress hugged me perfectly, my hair was done just right, and my makeup—ugh, it was giving! I don’t know why I was this excited. Maybe it was because it had been months since I went out with Mr. Mattias, or maybe it was the fact that I was going to my dream country. Like, what?! I couldn’t pinpoint exactly why, but I was grateful for the excitement. Still gazing at myself, I heard my phone ring. My eyes drifted to the screen, and my heart fluttered at the sight of Mr. Mattias’s name. It was finally time to leave! “Hey babe,” I said, pressing my lips together because calling him that felt weird—I wasn’t used to it. “Babe? I like
“How about I come to you? Come on, tell me where you are…” My eyes widened, shock flickering in them. Why was he eager to see me?“Uh, I’m sorry, but I don’t think there is any need for that,” I said calmly, trying to be nice.“Wh—Why? I mean, we could talk about us. Trust me, I felt a connection between us then. But I know that if we had the time to get to know each other, we would have…”“No, I’m in love with Mattias,” I said, quickly cutting him off. “There wasn’t going to be any room for us then, and even now, I know and understand how you felt, but…”“But I still do. I still feel the same way I felt then for you. And no matter how hard I try to shove the feelings away, I can’t stop the way my heart beats rapidly anytime you cross my mind, or how restless I get knowing I need to talk to you, and how much risk I took trying to get your number just so that I could speak to you. Come on, Shimma, can’t you see we both have a chance together compared to Mattias? Your parents don’t even