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9 - Call Me Emma I stood up, not meeting his eyes, and looked for anything to cover myself with. “Emma, if it’s some—” “It’s nothing. Leave it,” I said, keeping my voice steady, but it was difficult when he genuinely seemed concerned about me. I found the clothes he had ordered and donned the comfortable long-sleeved dress over a black bra and underwear. They were definitely expensive, and he had got my size perfect. Why couldn’t he be mean and leave me after the sex? No. He just had to cuddle me, shower me, give me more orgasms, lotion me, ask about that damn bruise and buy comfortable clothing in my plus-size. “Emma—” I was saved by a phone ring. He let out a sigh and picked it up, turning his back and I definitely didn’t watch the muscles of his back clenching as he moved, or even his mysterious tattoos and definitely not the low hanging pants that revealed two back dimples and a tight ass. I can’t believe I was staring him with an open mouth. What’s worse was that I
10 - Drunk? Cillian I called my son, hearing it ring for a few seconds before I heard his slurred voice. “What’s up?” I paused, looking at the screen, and sighed. “Where are you?” “Who’s this?” “Caleb—” I nodded at the hotel staff wearing a mask to cover their features and continued, “You called me earlier. Where are you? I’ll come pick you up.” I patted my suit to grab my key fob and froze. I didn’t have my ring with me. Where the fuck was it? “It’s okay, Cillian,” he hissed out the words and laughed, his friends calling him. “I can take care of myself.” Pinching the bridge of my nose, I kept my phone away and checked my pockets, but I couldn’t find the ring. It was my wedding band and I couldn’t lose it. Because if I lost it, then it would mean… No. I didn’t have time for those thoughts. I must have dropped it in the room—shit. A curse flew out of me as I kept pressing the button to my suite in the private elevator. If Emma found the ring, she’d think I was cheating on
11 - Not Black Enough Emma Before The day my mom died was one of the happiest days of eighteen years of my life. Oops, nineteen. It was my birthday, after all. It started with me waking up to Caleb’s phone call, demanding me to open the curtain of my bedroom window and looking over the vast backyard towards his parked Jeep. My boyfriend was waving at me with white balloons and shouting, ‘Happy Birthday, Emma fucking Moore!’ Despite how it could have angered mother (when one of her maids updated about my life) I was grinning. I was happy. “Miss Moore, are you listening to me?” the sweet voice of Mrs Karen cranked through the phone, making me snap out of my head and shiver. I looked around at the dinner table, Mia and Summer laughing at Caleb’s dad’s joke. My head felt heavy and tongue felt like lead. “Can you hear me, Miss Moore?” “Yes.” I stood up, briskly walking out of the restaurant and breathing in a lung full of crisp night air. It was such a good weather. “I can hear you
12 - A PresentEmmaBefore“What the fuck?” I didn’t know if I uttered those words, or if Caleb or Aaron did. I blinked. Confused, hurt, sad, and raw. I felt like I was split open from my heart. Well, at least Caleb had succeeded in giving me what I needed. He had officially distracted me from my mother’s funeral. I turned, ready to leave—“Em, wait!” I glared at him, not caring that he was doing his zip up. “If either of you ruined my Egyptian cotton sheets, I’ll sue you. Clean up your own mess and get out.” I left the room and locked myself in the nearest washroom. My knuckles turned white at how hard I was clutching the sink. I ignored the pleading voice of Caleb, squeezing my eyes shut and lowering on the floor, covering my face. This wasn’t how my mom’s funeral was supposed to go. This wasn’t perfect. I should’ve been able to give a speech about how sweet, nice and caring she was, lying with my tears and fake smile. Nod prettily and accept the handkerchief from creepy ol
13 - She Needs Your Help Cillian “So, whose party was it?” I asked, changing the gear and taking a turn while Caleb kept looking out of the window. I could smell the weed and beer on him. His eyes were bloodshot, hair ruffled, and he was still wearing the suit he had worn that morning. “Don’t know.” He shrugged, not sparing me a glance. “I just went there to get high.” My jaw clenched. “And where’s your car?” “At E—” He stopped whatever he was saying and straightened up. “It’s safe. I’ll pick it up tomorrow.” God, how fucking hard is it to have a conversation with my own son? “Where were you?” he asked, flickering his eyes at me for a moment. “You shaved and dressed up. Date?” “No,” I scoffed, tugging at the collar of my shirt. “I was at a club. I’m too old to date someone.” Definitely too old for someone like Emma. I thought bitterly. He stayed quiet for a moment, staring at his lap before whispering, “Mom would’ve liked you to be happy.” My hand loosened on the steering
Part Two “Why did my ex’s dad have to be so hot?” 14 - Mister Cillian Emma I didn’t expect to see the handsome man again. In my house out of all places. My eyes drifted from his thick hair to the exposed skin of his neck. I could see a hint of more tattoos. The suit he was wearing was different from before. It was much darker and fitted his large frame perfectly. He extended his hand, introducing himself. “I’m Cillian. Nice to see you again, Emma.” Cillian. My throat felt a bit sore from screaming his name all night. “Damon Grant,” my brother said, shaking his hand while I was still processing that Cillian was in front of me. “You met at the club?” “Y-yes,” I muttered, pulling the blanket closer and glancing at Cillian, looking away when his deep eyes were still on me. They made me wary and nervous. I shivered, for a completely different reason, and continued, “He saved me. Twice.” Meeting his eyes, I whispered, “Thank you, Cillian.” He nodded at me and looked at Damon. “W
15 - I’ll StayCillian“Why do you have a blanket?” I asked Emma, following her to the guest room and eyeing the way her manicured black nails were clutching the damn thing so tightly. I had known her for a few hours and in that time, I knew she wasn’t the type to get scared easily. My hand tightened into a fist, seeing her let out a small sigh of relief when we walked out of her room.She looked over her shoulder, a wavy lock of blonde hair brushing her cheekbone. “I might be traumatized. This is just a precaution.” My lips twitched. “Of course.” Her brother was reluctant to leave me alone with his sister, which I understood. If I was in his shoes, I wouldn’t let any man close to her. My jaw clenched remembering the white release on her pink underwear. Someone was either playing a sick joke or it was something much more serious. Unfortunately, my guess was the latter.The text, the writing on her mirror, the spilling on her underwear, giving her a present, and all that time, dire
16 - Meet the ExEmma“Stay. You’ll get cold. I’ll go get them,” Cillian bit out, pulling me back and not looking at me as he opened the door. “Which drawer or… closet?” My cheeks scorched with embarrassment as I crossed my arms. “Just some pajamas in the second closet and… there are undergarments in the drawers.” Color coded, I added mentally. He didn’t spare me a glance and left to fetch my clothes. I shivered from the cold and caught my reflection in the mirror.I looked red. My cheeks, ears and neck were blushing red. I jumped when there was a sharp knock on the door. “Y-yes?” Instead of answering, the door opened and I stared at the broad chest in dark shirt that belonged to Cillian. I took my clothes in a hurry when he handed them to me and the door closed on my face before I could thank him.I was a mess. I was never a mess. But I was becoming a mess just because of him. Sighing, I let go of my towel and glanced at the clothes he had picked out for me. I pursed my lips se
Part Three“Don’t worry, pretty. We’ll take care of you.”25 - Beautiful and BreedableAnna“Then why are you still single?”I took a slow, deep breath, anticipating Caleb’s answer. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop them, but when I saw their familiar silhouette in the backrooms while going through shelves, I was going to greet them but held back when I heard their talk.“I like Anna.” My cheeks heated at hearing Caleb’s tone, firm and sweet. Like there was no other option for him. It shouldn’t, but… it made me feel special.“That’s not the answer to my question.”I heard some shu
24 - SunshineKyleI wasn’t surprised to see Caleb leaning on his bike outside Anna’s house. He hadn’t missed a day to show up on her porch and wait for her. I was glad that Anna had rejected him as well but kept up with our weekly family dinner.Unfortunately, my grandma was getting worried about Caleb.That morning, I was eating cereals when my grandma sat across me, a frown on her face.“Is everything okay?” I asked her after swallowing the food in my mouth.“No,” she said with a look that made me sit on the edge. It was the same look she gave me when I didn’t finish the veggies in my lunchbox. “When are you going to date Anna?”I sputtered, thank
23 - StubbornAnna“You should give him a chance!” Valeria swooned, peeking out of the window curtains with Alice to look at Caleb.I sighed, keeping my hands on my hips. It had been three weeks since I rejected Caleb for the date. Kyle wasn’t too happy when I politely declined his invitation, but we had been having family dinner on weekends with Jem, his grandma, and Alice.But Caleb… he was stubborn, cocky and confident. He didn’t miss a single day to wait for me, leaning on his bike near my porch. In the beginning, I went to talk to him after parking my car, but he was persistent.He just wanted one date. If I didn’t like him after the date, he’d never bother me again.“He’s too stubborn,” I said. &ld
22 - Scream My NameCaleb“Why not?” I asked, trying my best not to pout and get on my knees.She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and said, “I had made it clear that it was going to be a one-night-thing only.”My jaw clenched. “So, I’m good enough to fuck, but not good enough to date?”Her eyes looked troubled, and she reached out, holding my arm. “You know I didn’t mean that, Caleb.” I knew that. I was acting like an ass. “I-I care about you, but I can’t date you.”“Give me a reason.”Anna pulled her hand back and her eyes were stern as she looked at me. “I don’t need to give you a reason when I had made it clear that we can’t be together—”“So, you’ll date Kyle
21 - Secret AdmirerAnna“Take a deep breath and bend at your waist… Rylie, relax your spine, honey, and—that’s it. Hold and one, two, three… relax.”I smiled at their flushed, sweaty faces and asked them to take a few deep breaths before moving to cool down.After ten more minutes, everyone had a glow on their skin. I chatted with the few regulars who had joined my Pilates studio and helped my assistant, June, with the clean-up. I had hired June two months ago so I could spend more time with Aaron and help prepare for his wedding. She was smart and creative with our social media and helped with the group training. Some clients had already consulted her for one-on-one trainings.“How was the wedding?” June asked,
20 - Beg MoreKyleAnna looked perfect. Her dark hair splayed on the bed, her hazel eyes flickering between us. They were full of white-hot lust. Her swollen pink lips parted as we crowded her space.“I can smell your sweet taste, angel,” I whispered, leaning down and kissing her neck. She arched more, giving me space to leave wet kisses down her down collar bone.Caleb moved over to her right side, kissing her on the lips and swallowing her moans when I wrapped my mouth around her breast. I flicked my tongue over her piercing, biting it and growling at the soft feel of her tits. They were perfect. More than perfect with silver barbell piercings on them.I teased it with my teeth before glaring at her, pinching her nipple. “I never knew my hot neighbor
19 - Filthy FantasiesAnnaCaleb was killing me with his filthy words.I never knew men could ever be so vocal in bed. Kyle was still shy, but his words affected me the same, and having two handsome naked men pleasuring me, asking me what I wanted, was overwhelming me in the best ways possible.All my life, I had slept with two people (not at the same time) and both were my exes and fathers of my children. I didn’t feel like a sex goddess with them like I did with Kyle and Caleb. Whenever I tried to initiate sex with my exes, they either made fun of me for being upfront, shamed me for it, or ignored me and my desires. And their pleasure had always come first.But with them, it was different.My body craved the
18 - Just Like ThatCalebMy groan turned into a slow moan when Anna stroked me through the silk pants. I pulled away from kissing Kyle and looked at him as he fixed his foggy glasses. His lips were swollen and pink as he gazed back at me.I was angry at him for locking me out and having Anna all to himself. I get it. They needed to have their talk, but he could talk to her while I was eating her out. I had to open the door by myself—I had a few skills that I was glad my dad taught me. It was hot to see him pinning her down and her making lovey-dovey eyes at him.If I wasn’t in the picture, they’d make a good couple. Society wouldn’t frown too much on their ten-year age gap and they could live happily ever after.But I’m greedy and selfish.
17 - You are a DreamAnnaKyle wasn’t looking at me. He was looking at the plain rug.I swallowed, ignoring Caleb’s insistent knocking and threats being thrown at the sweet man sitting beside me on the edge of the bed. It hadn’t been twenty-four hours when I had Caleb on the same bed with me, his pretty face between my thighs.I cleared my throat and focused on my sweet neighbor.“Kyle.” I held his hand and squeezed it. His fingers were long and dexterous, his palm bigger than mine. “I have always liked you.”His dark brown eyes peered from my lips to my eyes as I continued. “I mean, I’ve always found you handsome, but never acted on it.”“Until today?”I nodded. “Until tod