Arella
AT THE Byrne’s, I was terrified. Skip just informed me earlier that my parents were here. At first, I just stared at him in horror for a good minute. I wanted to argue for not asking my opinion about this matter, but it was too late, and maybe this was the right moment I’d been waiting for.
Skip“CLYVE, listen to me, brother. I told you to take a break for a month or so. This is a tricky job that you need to focus on. Anyway, whether you’ll work or not, no one can kick you out of the board,” I groaned in irritation.Cl
SkipTHE REDand golden motif of the venue made the silver nude and fully embellished evening dress I chose looked spectacular on Arella’s curves. The low V-back added to my dark fantasy after this evening affair. Then the floor-length skirt with side high slit showed her ever toned legs.
ArellaI GROANEDupon stretching my limbs. The first thing that came to my senses was the smell—it wasn’t the smell of Skip’s car. It smelled fresh laundry. And I was lying flat and able to stretch my limbs. The soft humming came next—it was the air conditioning. I spread my arms, the softness of the sheet under my palm confirmed something. I was in bed—it was
SkipI SCANNEDthe packed room, hoping to find an old mate as quickly as possible. Coming back to this place again was harder than I thought. My chest tightened when the door shut behind me—it felt like walking down the memory lane.
ArellaI COULDN’Thelp but think of how happy I was when my ex-husband proposed to me three years ago. A month later we get married. Now, I was staring down at the Manila envelope that had been inside my drawer for eight months. My final divorce papers.
SkipTHE CREAMstucco house came to view when the iron-wrought gate slid open. This had been my mother’s house after her divorce from Dad. Dr. Everly Hynson never remarried and been promoted as the head of the Pediatric department in the local hospital last year.
ArellaTHE LIVINGroom already blasted with loud noises from the TV and from Dad and my brother, Brett. They were football fans—the soccer one. Brett was a die-hard fan of Manchester, while Dad was a Real Madrid, and as for me, I was a neutral. Well, if I was being honest, I knew American football, but soccer, on the
SkipWHENIgot out of my last relationship, I decided not to ever get serious with a woman again, or she had to come with me where ever I go. Then, her entrance just caught me off guard.Things got offhanded.Arella Reighan Rogue was
ArellaI GROANEDupon stretching my limbs. The first thing that came to my senses was the smell—it wasn’t the smell of Skip’s car. It smelled fresh laundry. And I was lying flat and able to stretch my limbs. The soft humming came next—it was the air conditioning. I spread my arms, the softness of the sheet under my palm confirmed something. I was in bed—it was
SkipTHE REDand golden motif of the venue made the silver nude and fully embellished evening dress I chose looked spectacular on Arella’s curves. The low V-back added to my dark fantasy after this evening affair. Then the floor-length skirt with side high slit showed her ever toned legs.
Skip“CLYVE, listen to me, brother. I told you to take a break for a month or so. This is a tricky job that you need to focus on. Anyway, whether you’ll work or not, no one can kick you out of the board,” I groaned in irritation.Cl
ArellaAT THEByrne’s, I was terrified. Skip just informed me earlier that my parents were here. At first, I just stared at him in horror for a good minute. I wanted to argue for not asking my opinion about this matter, but it was too late, and maybe this was the right moment I’d been waiting for.
SkipWhat a beautiful sight?MY HEARTswelled that this was all mine. My arousal was about to burst at any moment, but I had patience in myself. My prioriti
ArellaWITH SHAKYlimbs, I made my way into the elevator. Skip followed. He had not said a word after bidding goodbye to them. And now, I could pass out with nervousness and worry.Honestly, I didn’t know what to say.
SkipBEING her in my arms again, feeling her warm body against me, smelling her scents, listening to our heartbeats was still a dream to me—it felt like I was floating above the clouds. The feeling of satisfaction—the completeness was overwhelming, and I could definitely live this kind of life forever.
ArellaOH MYGod!He is really here.Thank, God!
SkipA WEEKafter my heart to heart with Clyve, we were on the same page. We finalized our decisions, and Mum was beyond terrified to hear the news. Clyve was right after all. What was I doing here when my life and my heart were left in States.