HAND in one pocket of her trench coat, Michelle smiled as she looked at the sunset.Their honeymoon in London was done. Days passed by in a blink of her eye, but she had to say that they had enjoyed their honeymoon even if was only for a couple of days. As they boarded into the private plane, the flight attendant had served them wines and snacks. Michelle checked out her phone before the plane took off, and sent a text message to her dad to tell him they were on their way back home.She was excited to return to the United States because she already missed Marsha. One thing about being a mother that couldn’t be tossed aside was missing her child even if she wasn’t long gone in her sight. It was a motherly feeling… even if the child would only go to school or has to spend some time with her in-law, the longing wouldn’t be controlled.Dad: I learned how to make pots, and would love to show you when you come back. Have a safe trip, Mich. You know I love you so much.She smiled reading the
“OH, I’M very serious. I believe her death is actually the closure of your family’s traumatic experience,” Megan stated as checked out some designer’s bags inside the boutique they walked into.With a quick look around to find something she could buy as a gift her for mother-in-law, Michelle sighed a bit and said, “I still think it’s so sudden.”Megan turned to her, giving her an expression as if telling her she should rest her mind as the death of Ellaine Suarez was the start of something brand new for her.“I know this is a little harsh for me to say but I’m kind of relieved that she’s already sleeping six-feet under, Mich. What happened in your family is not something anyone can handle. It’s heart-wrenching—no, it’s even beyond terrifying and to know that the culprit was living and at peace in prison didn’t really compensate what you’ve gone through. I mean no amount of punishment can help remove the trauma. It’s imprinted into your mind, like some scar you can’t scrape.”Michelle
“LET ME see what you’re capable of, my wife… lick me.”It was more of a command, rather than a normal statement.Michelle’s lung ran out of air as she looked at Ethan, who then tilted his head and waited for her to initiate a move. Her cheeks flushed as she found him so hot and dangerous. She wet her lower lip, mouth parted even more.Without a word, she stared back at his manhood. Its tip was entrancing that even if Ethan didn’t ask to, she’d still definitely taste him. She shut her eyes and leaned forward. Her tongue landed into his tip, igniting the sensation that built within her core.One lick and she heard him groan. That added to the excitement killing her.Her tongue swirled around his tip slowly, as if she was seizing her time. Minutes later, her hand massaged his length along with her mouth swallowing him whole. She felt him almost reaching her lungs. Michelle licked and continued to swallow him into her satisfaction, making Ethan grunt and clench his jaw.“Stop before I com
"ELLAINE. I saw her!"Her cheeks turned colder immediately as she stared at Ethan, who was looking at her in confusion. Michelle sucked in a deep breath, didn’t mind her husband's opinion, whether he believed her or not. She shoved his hand away and looked around once more. Her feet did not know where to take her. With so many people passing by, it was hard to find which way that woman went."Michelle," Ethan called to her, grabbing her arm once again.She spun around and gave him an infuriating look. "You’re not believing me!""That woman is dead, Mich," he said firmly, "you must be mistaken.""No! I really saw her!" she said in frustration.The dread she felt was so familiar. Even if the woman’s face was burned, Michelle was sure it was Ellaine. It was the same face she saw in her nightmare. She couldn’t be mistaken. She caught her breath. Anxiety immediately went through her, thinking that her family might be in danger again; that Marsha’s life would be put at risk again; and that
New Year’s Eve…Michelle could feel the tingles in her cheeks as the salty breeze brushed against them, softly blowing her hair back. A smile escaped her lips.It was her first time riding a yacht.Ethan and Andrew had planned it all out.Two families were on the yacht to welcome the New Year.Wearing a white off-shoulder dress and holding a champagne glass in her right hand, her body couldn’t help but be relaxed at the peaceful way of celebrating the brand new year. Michelle recalled a lot of things that happened within the last year.It was a roller coaster journey.But it was all worth it.It was worth it in a way that she had found Ethan once again.It was worth it in a way that the man she loved the most was finally living with them.There was nothing more fulfilling than seeing her daughter so happy because they had become one complete family. Even though there were conflicts, arguments, and negative happenings that tested their family, Michelle was proud to say that they conque
"COFFEE for my hubs!"Michelle was wearing a sweet smile as she walked into Ethan’s home office. Her husband was speaking to someone over the phone while seated in his swiveling chair across from his desk. He was wearing a simple sleeveless white shirt and board shorts. It was his usual home attire, yet he looked oozing with charisma as always.What a sight, Michelle thought."Alright, I’ll approve that. You can inform the finance. Yes," Ethan spoke over the phone, but his eyes were already focused on Michelle. A hint of surprise could be seen in them based on how his brows shot up. "Okay, thanks. I’ll wait for your email. Bye now."Michelle crossed her arms against her chest after serving his coffee on his desk. Still with a smile, she narrowed her eyes and was fascinated as to how dedicated Ethan was when it came to his work. He was still working at home even though his doctor already gave him a clearance stating he was fit to work in the office for one reason: he wanted to spend mo
MICHELLE didn’t keep any happenings in their lives a secret and told Jose everything over their lunch. Jose was unable to believe that it happened all at once, but was thankful that she and Marsha were safe."Can you imagine what we’ve dealt with?" Michelle sighed as she shook her head."Trust me. I’m shocked," Jose uttered, and his gaze turned to Marsha. "I’m not sure what I’d do if something happened to Marsha. You should have called me back then."Michelle smiled. "My mind was haywire that time. It’s all in the past now."Jose’s gaze went to the wedding ring she was wearing."Looks like you really made up your mind," he said. "I thought you really didn’t want him back in your lives ever.""Don’t try to wound me." Michelle pouted her lips. "I was still hurt and in denial back then. You see, a person can do and say a lot of things when in pain.""Right." Jose nodded in agreement. "Rest assured that I’m happy for you, Senora. Though I’m hurt, I still hope you’ll give me a chance.""Jo
HE WALKED down the stairs after dealing with his secretary over a phone call.He was massaging the bridge of his nose when he smelled the aroma of good dishes that were coming from the dining area. He checked his wrist watch and figured out that it was already six o’clock in the evening. Michelle told him that her Italian friend would be coming over around six-thirty."Hi, Daddy!" Marsha greeted him, who then stood up from the couch in the living room and walked towards him. "Are you okay? You look tired."He held her hand and smiled. Marsha was really a bundle of joy. Even though he was tired of working the whole day, her voice was more than enough for him to feel recharged. It is true that a lot of things change when you have a child."I’m better now," he said as he crouched down to meet her level, and he caressed her little chin, which made her daughter smile. "What are you doing right there?"Marsha smiled widely. "I’m drawing so when Uncle Jose arrives, I can give it to him as a