For a fleeting moment, time appeared to stand still, and a wave of relief washed over me as I held Alistair close. Unbeknownst to me, a tear had slipped down my cheek, a subconscious expression of the emotions coursing through me. I held him tighter, heedless of the bloodstains that marked both of us. "Are you alright?" Alistair's voice finally penetrated the cocoon of peace we had shared, bringing me back from the realm of fantasy to the reality of the present. As I pulled away, I became aware of my surroundings. Not just Jayden, but everyone in the room wore expressions of surprise at the unexpected display of affection. The intensity of the moment lingered, and I found myself grappling with the mix of emotions that had unfolded before the watchful eyes of those present. The aftermath of our unexpected embrace left me feeling awkward and yearning to escape, wishing for any place other than where I currently stood. A quick glance at Alistair's face revealed a slight frown, not con
Love? Was that really the emotion coursing through me? Was that the sentiment that surged each time my gaze met his? Could it be the explanation for my repeated attempts to capture his attention and the frustration I felt when faced with his rejections? All this while, I had convinced myself that I harbored no genuine care for him.My stomach churned at the thought, and I sensed my heart racing. Surprisingly, it didn't feel as terrible as I had anticipated. Strangely, it felt good, and there was a certain irony in realizing that I had fallen in love with someone like Alistair. How on earth was that even possible?Alistair never made me feel special, and every action of his seemed motivated by self-interest. It was clear that everything he did was meant to construct an image of us as a couple—the perfect couple. In light of this, how could I have possibly fallen in love with him? Or had I deluded myself to the point of forgetting the harsh reality, constructing a mental image that we w
“Thanks a bunch,” I grinned, snagging the two scoops of cotton candy from the vendor with delight. Returning the favor, he accepted the cotton candy as I turned around. Handing one to Alistair, he took it, and his expression gave away a slight discomfort, which I found a bit amusing. He didn't strike me as the type who enjoyed being seen in public, evident in his choice of a cowboy hat and sunglasses. Dressed in a matching white tank top and shorts that showcased his muscular arms, he glanced at the cotton candy and then shot me a look. His eyes betrayed a sense of boredom, contrasting with my own smile. “What? It’s nice.“ I said to him as I ate a bite from my candy and flashed him another smile. We found ourselves at a park, where I had envisioned spending the day together. I had stayed up all night jotting down notes on the activities we could do today. Alistair didn't seem overly thrilled about it, but he had still chosen to go along with the plan."Do you do this often?" he inq
"What are we doing here?" I inquired, my curiosity piqued as we rolled into a ranch.Alistair's choice of fun intrigued me; despite his cowboy attire, he didn't strike me as the horse-riding type. As he brought the vehicle to a gradual halt, he turned to me, a mischievous glint in his eyes.“You’ll see.” He said and we alighted the vehicle. I watched as he went to talk to a lady. They both looked like they were acquainted with one another as they laughed like old time friends. "Your girlfriend, I presume?" the dark-skinned lady inquired, casting a friendly glance in my direction. Her warm smile adorned a face that exuded perfection, leaving me silently captivated by her presence.Her skin boasted a smooth caramel tone, framing an oval face adorned with full eyebrows and lips. With a curvaceous figure, she exuded beauty, and beads of sweat shimmered on her forehead, catching the sunlight. What struck me most was her apparent lack of astonishment. Alistair was a public sensation, one o
Perched on Vanessa, a mini panic attack threatened to engulf me as she let out a neigh. Maddie's reassurances echoed in my mind, but the revelation that Alistair owned the ranch added an unexpected layer of surprise. He confirmed his ownership, disclosing that he had acquired the property from its previous owner."Are you good?" he inquired, and I nodded nervously. Soon, he joined me on Vanessa, settling in behind, his hands gripping the reins. A swirl of emotions churned in my stomach at the closeness between us, an inexplicable feeling I wouldn't trade for anything. Alistair, a breath of fresh air, emanated an alluring cologne that filled my nostrils as Vanessa galloped towards the expansive pathway leading deep into the forest. Meanwhile, Minnie’s stubborn refusal to move left Alistair with no alternative but to ride alongside me on Vanessa.The sensation of the wind caressing my face brought forth a delightful feeling, prompting a smile as I closed my eyes, momentarily shutting o
“Since you want to be fucked so hard, I will gladly do so.”Excitement coursed through my body as soon as he had uttered such words from his mouth. He had never looked so sexy before until now and the intensity of his lustful gaze, left my body twitching and yearning for his touch. He dropped down on his knees, as he went for my belly button and began to plant kisses on it.The sensations. My body muscles clenched and moans of pleasures escaped my lips but he paid no mind. He was Alistair fucking Levon and yeah, he was crazy but that only added to his gorgeousness. He locked eye contact with me and as we stared at each other, I felt that fire within me, stirring out of control.I knew my pussy was dripping badly and it was dripping for him. Oh, what power he possessed. He leaned forward to my face and we were locked in another passionate kiss, as the trees bore witness to our intimacy. The winds could carry our moans and spread them around the world and I wouldn’t give a damn. “Alist
Alistair's PovSlamming my dick into her, I felt her writhe beneath me. A moan escaping her lips while a smile adorned her face. I bit my lower lip as I stared at her face.Damn it! She was so hot.Slamming in and out of her, I relished in the sounds of her moans. Her fingers found their way to my back and as she dug in pleasure, I ignored her. I was going to fuck the hell out of her. She asked for this anyways, despite knowing I was against it.She raised her lower back as she tried to take in more of my cock but with a gentle push, I forced her back down. Her back were still arched and she was gasping and shuddering. She clutched her breasts and began to squeeze them with her eyes still closed. Her body shuddered even more and she was fucking dripping. I knew she badly wanted me for so long.“Please, more, I can take it.” She pleaded in a moan as she managed to lock eye contact with me.I did as she said. I lowered my hips even more and pushed further into her. She screamed, but it
She stared at me, her smiles fading as my words settled in. Her lips trembled, but no words escaped them as her eyes shifted to the water below. Before she averted her gaze, I caught a glimpse of tears welling up.Suddenly, she let out a short chuckle. “Did I really say that?” she questioned, laughing nervously as she hastily wiped away the tears that threatened to stream down her cheeks. “I must be high on crack… How could I fall in love with you?” Her attempt at humor thinly veiled the vulnerability that lingered beneath the surface."Are you okay?" I inquired, studying her closely. This sudden change in her demeanor was unusual, and although she tried to mask it, there was an evident shift in her behavior.I found myself wondering whether my words had hurt her or if she genuinely meant what she said. Hoping for the latter as it would bring relief, I acknowledged that if she was genuinely hurt, then she had good acting skills to be able to hide it. “Yeah.” She said and smiled befo
Chloe’s Pov I caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background. I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me. "Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a
Chloe’s Pov I caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background. I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me. "Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a
Chloe’s Pov I caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background. I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me. "Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a
Chloe’s Pov I caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background. I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me. "Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a
Chloe’s PovI caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background.I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace.It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me."Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a smi
CHLOE'S POVMy eyes were filled with bags from crying. Streaks of tears smeared on my cheeks as an evidence. My hands continuously tremble as I sat before the breakfast table, staring blankly at my coffee.My hair were dishevelled and even though Aspen as sent some attentants to give me a makeover, I had refused and chased them away. I was okay with the way I look and didn't want a make-up right at that moment.I was grieving and it was all thanks to Alistair. The only thought taht crossed my mind severally as I stared upon the bread knife that has dropped by the side of the mug, was killing Alistair and watching him die in his own pool of blood.Aspen as promised, had hidden me in one of his hotels. To make sure I was comfortable, he got me a phone and got a card prepared for me. He had assured me that the card had no tracking device in as he wasn't interested in wherever i went but I couldn't help but feel it was a lie.I had contemplated giving Kate a call but fought against it eve
CHLOE'S POVMy eyes were filled with bags from crying. Streaks of tears smeared on my cheeks as an evidence. My hands continuously tremble as I sat before the breakfast table, staring blankly at my coffee.My hair were dishevelled and even though Aspen as sent some attentants to give me a makeover, I had refused and chased them away. I was okay with the way I look and didn't want a make-up right at that moment.I was grieving and it was all thanks to Alistair. The only thought taht crossed my mind severally as I stared upon the bread knife that has dropped by the side of the mug, was killing Alistair and watching him die in his own pool of blood.Aspen as promised, had hidden me in one of his hotels. To make sure I was comfortable, he got me a phone and got a card prepared for me. He had assured me that the card had no tracking device in as he wasn't interested in wherever i went but I couldn't help but feel it was a lie.I had contemplated giving Kate a call but fought against it eve
Alistair’s Pov Amelie's uncle stood before me, a deep frown etched upon his face, his hands hidden behind his back. His disappointment was palpable, a silent rebuke for my recent display of disrespect towards Amelie and her family. I understood his reaction all too well. My actions had undoubtedly caused disappointment and strained relations within the family. It was still a surprise that grandfather had chosen not to include himself and simply stayed mute. While I was relieved that grandfather had refrained from intervening, a sense of unease lingered in the air. His threat loomed over me like a dark cloud, a reminder of the consequences of defying him. I wanted to believe that he would never carry out such a heinous act as harming Chloe, but I knew better than to underestimate him. grandfather was a man of his word, and his threats carried weight. He never made empty promises, and if pushed to the brink, he would not hesitate to follow through on his intentions. The unsettling
Alistair’s Pov Amelie's uncle stood before me, a deep frown etched upon his face, his hands hidden behind his back. His disappointment was palpable, a silent rebuke for my recent display of disrespect towards Amelie and her family. I understood his reaction all too well. My actions had undoubtedly caused disappointment and strained relations within the family. It was still a surprise that grandfather had chosen not to include himself and simply stayed mute. While I was relieved that grandfather had refrained from intervening, a sense of unease lingered in the air. His threat loomed over me like a dark cloud, a reminder of the consequences of defying him. I wanted to believe that he would never carry out such a heinous act as harming Chloe, but I knew better than to underestimate him. grandfather was a man of his word, and his threats carried weight. He never made empty promises, and if pushed to the brink, he would not hesitate to follow through on his intentions. The unsettling