"What do you want? I thought I warned you to stay away from me the last time we talked on the phone?” I said, with my hands across my chest. “Alexandria! What did I do wrong? Please tell me, if it's something I can fix, I will gladly do it! Why all this coldness towards me?” He said, moving closer towards me, and I did not move. Looking at his cute face, I sigh softly. “Fred, you did not do anything wrong, okay! We just had fun, and nothing more!” “Fun? Was that all it was to you?” He asked, his eyes turning red at my words. “Yeah! What else? I asked you out myself, didn't I?” “Yeah, but I thought we were dating? Alex, please don't do this to me! After what I have been through, I thought, I have finally found someone who is genuine, and sincere to fall in love with!” He said, with so much passion that I felt it a little bit. But then, I wasn't the type to love someone. "Can't you see? I have fallen in love with you! I'm head over heels for you, Alex!” He spoke softly, holding my hands again, and looking into my eyes. I could see the truth in his eyes, I could tell that he really does love me. But then, it's a pity that I can't feel anything for him.
View MoreCHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I stood by the window of my office, gripping the folder in my hand so tightly the edges curled. My heart thudded against my ribs as I stared at the document—a new lead. Finally. Daniel had just left after delivering it, his voice thick with cautious hope. “She used her old email to register a pediatric account in New York, Chester. Same name, same birthdate. It’s her.” My breath hitched. Alex! Alive. In New York. With their child? I couldn’t stop the surge of emotion that slammed into me like a tidal wave—relief, regret, desperation. I had been right not to give up. She was out there. And now, maybe, just maybe, he could finally— Buzz. My intercom crackled. “Sir, your mother is on line one.” I exhaled sharply. Of course. Reluctantly, I picked up the phone. “Yes, Mother?” “Chester,” My mom's voice was firm. “You’re attending Madeline’s birthday party tonight. No excuses.” I groaned. “Mother, I don’t care if it’s her coronation. I’m not going.” “Sh
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV The upscale restaurant buzzed with murmurs and clinking silverware, its chandeliers casting soft golden light over the wealthy patrons scattered across velvet-lined booths and tables. At the center table sat the my mom, an image of wealth and status... if only the illusion matched the reality. I sat at the far end of the table, my body present but soul miles away. Dressed in a crisp navy suit with an expression cold enough to freeze the wine in my glass, I barely acknowledged the waiter who poured for my. My mother gave me a sharp glance, then smiled tightly at our guest. “And of course,” she said with feigned warmth, “Madeline has been such a constant in our family, even when Leon was... distracted.” Madeline Brooks laughed, all teeth and pretense. “Well, I believe true connections always find their way back. Don’t you think, Chester?” I slowly turned to face her. “No.” The table fell silent. Madeline blinked, her smile faltering. “Excuse me?” “I don’t b
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I stood at the window of my Villa, the city lights below blurring into streaks through the glass. My knuckles were white around the tumbler in my hand, but i hadn’t taken a sip. Daniel’s words echoed like a siren in my ears.“Then find Alex.” I had tried. God, i had tried!.But something about Daniel saying it—like it was still possible—ignited something in me that had long gone cold.I needed to try again. Not for the sake of escaping Madeline. Not because of my parents. But because i couldn't breathe without knowing Alex was okay. Because every morning i woke up hoping to see her beside me, and every night i fell asleep cursing myself for driving her away.My phone lit up on the table with a message from my mother:“Dinner with the Brooks again this Friday. Don’t be late.”I stared at it for a long moment before tossing my phone across the room. It clattered onto the floor, screen flickering.“No more,” I whispered. “No more being pushed around.”I picked up m
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I sat in my office, staring blankly at the glass of whiskey in my hand. My mother had invited me to yet another dinner, and I knew exactly why. She was still trying to push me into accepting the engagement with Madeline Brooks. It had been weeks since the topic first came up, and no matter how many times I refused, my parents wouldn’t let it go. “Sir, your mother just called again,” Andrus, my ever loyal assistant, announced as he entered the office.I exhaled sharply, setting the glass down. “Let me guess—another dinner? Another attempt to shove that woman into my life?” Andrus hesitated. “She says it’s just a family gathering, but we both know what that means, Sir.” I clenched my jaw. My mother meant well, but she didn’t understand. No one did. Alex wasn’t just my contracted ex-wife. She was my everything, and now she was gone. No amount of matchmaking could change that. Still, I knew my mother wouldn’t stop unless I showed up. “Fine,” I muttered. “I’ll
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I barely paid attention as to my mother's finalized the details of my first meeting with Madeline Brooks. The so-called “perfect match” my parents had chosen for me. I knew I was expected to play along, to sit through dinner, smile, and pretend to care. But deep down, there was only one woman on my mind—Alex.... Despite all my efforts, she remained a ghost, slipping further away with each passing day. My private investigators had failed me. My mother’s words about Alex being dead still haunted me, but my heart refused to believe it. She was out there. She had to be. The night of the dinner came faster than i expected. Seated in an upscale restaurant, i barely glanced at Madeline as she spoke animatedly about her family’s businesses. “I know your mother wanted us to meet,” she said, swirling her wine glass. “But honestly, Chester, you look like you’d rather be anywhere else.” I smirked, leaning back in my chair. “Observant.” Madeline sighed. “Look, I’m not in
Meanwhile… Across the country, I sat hunched on the edge of my bed, my head pounding violently. A cold sweat drenched my skin, my entire body burning with fever.I clenched my fists, struggling to breathe. muscles ached, my vision swam, and my limbs felt unbearably heavy. My mother’s words from earlier haunted me. "Maybe she’s truly dead…my breath hitched, with chest tightening with agony. No. Alex wasn’t dead. She couldn’t be. But as my fever worsened, my mind began playing cruel tricks on me. I could hear her voice....soft, distant ...calling out to me. I could see the way she used to look at me, love shining in her eyes… before that love turned into pain. “Alex…” I rasped, gripping my temples as dizziness overtook me. Then, everything went black.*****CHRISTIAN POVI have been waiting downstairs, rushed up after hearing the loud thud from my boss's bedroom. My heart nearly stopped when I found my boss collapsed on the floor, completely unresponsive. “Shit! Boss!” With
Daniel, who had been silently watching, let out a deep breath. "She’s right, you know," he muttered. I remained still. "You should’ve treated her better," Daniel added. "You had everything, man. And now—" He shook his head. "You’re just letting yourself rot." I didn’t respond. I barely noticed when Daniel left, the villa falling into silence once again. Then, as if moving on instinct, I stumbled toward my bedroom. My feet felt heavy, my chest tight, as i entered the dark space, and headed straight for the bathroom. Without removing my clothes, i turned the shower on, stepping beneath the cold water. It hit me like a shock to the system. Memories flooded my mind. Alex’s laughter, her soft voice, the way she used to look at me when she still believed in me. Then the pain. The way her eyes darkened with betrayal. The way she flinched whenever i raised his voice. The way she walked away, leaving me with nothing but regret. A deep, strangled sob tore from my throat. I pressed my
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I stared at the bottom of my glass, the amber liquid barely reflecting the man I had become.A ghost!. A shell of the arrogant, ruthless businessman I once was.It had been months. Long, agonizing months since Alex disappeared. Since she left without a single trace, vanishing from my world like a cruel illusion.At first, i had been convinced i would find her. That no matter where she ran, no matter how far she tried to escape, i would track her down and bring her back.But every lead ended in nothing. Every investigator failed him.Every single day without her chipped away at my sanity, leaving me to drown in a darkness no one could pull me from."That’s enough, Chester," Daniel's voice cut through the thick silence of the Villa. In shame, I had returned back to Washington DC. My parents and some business partners laughed me to scorn. But, did I care?. Daniel, His best friend, was the only one who hadn't given up on me. And night , as usual, he stood near th
ALEXANDRIA POV The room was filled with the sharp cries of a newborn, his tiny fists clenched as he took his first breath in this world.Tears streamed down my face as the nurse gently placed him in my arms. His skin was soft, warm, and his little chest rose, and fell as he let out whimpers, adjusting to life outside the womb.I was exhausted, but nothing could dull the overwhelming love that consumed me whole.My son. I wiped my tears as I took a better look at him, and the moment my eyes landed on his face, my breath hitched.His sharp features. The familiar curve of his lips.The same gray, piercing eyes.No… it wasn’t possible.Yet, as I traced the contours of his face, there was no denying it. He looked exactly like Chester Despites my moments of Joy, a part of me shattered all over again. I had fought so hard, left everything behind, built an entirely new life to escape him.And yet, every time I looked at my son, he would be staring right back at me?."What is wrong, Alex?"
Alexandria POV Loud pants of moans filled the bright lit up spacious room painted with gray color, while a large portrait of an unknown naked man hangs on the left side of the room. I love seeing the sheer pleasure on the faces of any guy I am fucking in my room, hence, my room is always lit up during sex.“Haah… Yeah…come on baby… Uugh… Aaah...” His voice groans softly, eyes closed, and his mouth slightly opened, only increasing the sweet sensation bubbling up slowly in my brain, while the bed dances in response to the slow rotation of my hips on his dick. “Yeah... You’re a dirty crate, aren’t cha? But you’re my dirty crate, and I’m gonna make you squeak.” I said, while bounces up and down in a slow rhythmic movement despite his huge manhood, while he holds on to the fully exposed breasts, dangling in his face, my breasts nipples were red and swollen of him sucking on it. “Ahh! Yeah…O…Oh!... Aghh! AHHH! Come on baby, I love the way you fuck me! I love the way you ride me, Alexan...
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