A/N: So, this is the final chapter for this month. I will take a few days rest before I continue and maybe draft more for the next chapters to come. Thank you for your support so far and God bless, stay safešš¼ā¤ Love, Diana ... āWhat? El and Clarke Walton are engaged? No! No! Youāre trying to fuck with me right now?ā Frustration overwhelmed her whole body, causing her to shiver in anger and it was apparent in her expression as Christine lay on Matthewās bed naked and only the comforter covering her from her feet to her chest. Her hair was in a disarray while Matthew sat on the edge of the bed, his curly hair loose and a joint in one hand. He suck the end of his makeshift joint and close his eyes, basking in the calming effect of the smoke and falls back on the bed. He was lying naked. His body solid with muscles and not a blemish on sight made Christine crave to touch him more. Not only he was great looking, Matthew was a gr
A/N: *Unedited* Hello guys, this is the first chapter of this month and we'll have a great time reading more for days to come. Itās the same ammo every day until the end of the month. Min chapters per month is 20 but if I have more ideas, Iām willing to write more. Donāt worry about it. God bless and stay safešš¼ā¤ Love, Diana ā¦ El woke up with a gentle rub on her inner thigh. She opens her eyes slowly, noticing the sky was still dark from the window near her. She looks down and see Clarke was wiping her inner thigh of his seed and her release. He was so focused on cleaning her up that he didn't notice her staring at him. She smiled the whole time and blushed as she remembers the passion, he has unleash upon her with his vigorous love making and ways to make her scream all night. Not just her womanhood, her throat was sore and she can feel her body aches. Yet it was a good ache. Amazing ache.
A/N: Just to let yall know, the series between Clarke and El will not be too long because I understand the frustration as a reader myself hahaha so I'll try to make it short but of course, quality story line and I won't rush the plot so keep calm and take care. Again, dreadfully sorry for the grammar and problems. I canāt help it. I speak my Borneo native language most of the time. English is not even my third language. Thanks Love, Diana .... āThatās impossible. He wouldnāt do that. I mean... a fuckin Walton? No. Youāre making this up.ā āIām telling you the truth. He told me himself, Matt. He raped Danielās wife, Alissa and had a child with her.ā Christine tries to convince Matthew as they sat for brunch the next day. She had stayed the night, full of anger and frustration in mind towards Matthew but one thing for sure, she was more focus on screwing her stepsister who had stake claim on one of the surviving bachelor in the Wa
Butterfly. No. Make it butterflies. Plural. Not just one of them but she was sure that there are thousands of them fluttering in her stomach as she stands in front of the Walton Mansion, right at the outskirts of Austin, Texas. She was only inside of Clarkeās car as the huge gate, something that reminds her of Buckingham Palace was slowly opened and Clarke even greeted the guard near his post. She smiled. She was glad that Clarke was humble and unlike Matthew, he treated everyone, be it a maid or a cleaner or even a security guard equally. As he drove inside, her eyes were wide open as she gaze at the front yard of the Walton Mansion. It looks like a park. Grand, majestic park like the one in Downton Abbey. Trimmed bushes, roses grew around them, a pond with a gorgeous fountain that has a human sculpture in the middle that reminds her of the one she saw in a museum while on a holiday in Greece with her father back when she was 13. Water fl
A/N: Hiya guys, yesterday I upload chapter 18. There was a glitch that causes it to repeat posting twice so there's two chapter 18. Just pick one. Don't buy both.Love, Diana.....Sitting in the same table with one of the most powerful family in the world was very overwhelming. It feels so surreal and almost a dream but not as good as what everyone think it would be.Clarke sat beside her at the quiet dining room table. The table itself was filled with decorations of flowers and vases and William Walton sat at the end of the oval table, eating slowly as more meals are served on the table.āPlease, enjoy yourselves with all our Greek delicacies, dear. In our households, guest are forbid to leave until they are full and satisfied.ā Dinah says to El with a soft laugh.āOh, I really appreciate this, Dinah. The food has been lovely so far. Iām pretty sure Iāll be full until the end of this month.āClarke coughed and smiled but his g
El came early the next day. She sat at the corner of the cafe and ordered their signature hot cocoa while waiting for Christine. Casual floral dress and her hair tied in a ponytail, she sat there and continuously stirred her drinks as she awaits her sister. Why she bothered coming early or coming at all was beyond her. Christine was known to always be late for any meetings or gathering, insensitive to how people felt by that and always have nothing but irritating things to say. Her wanting to see Elizabeth is probably her plans to annoy her seeing she already knows about her engagement with Clarke. Good God! She must be pissed. Elizabeth never had the chance to tell her father nor she was able to tell the rest of the family since she was too busy strengthening the bond she has with Clarke. Sounds weird but the fact that they are officially engaged, it was important that she spends as much time as she can with him. To know him more and understand his personali
Her phone had probably rung for almost the 10th time and just looking at it made her nauseous. She knows that she has to answer it soon seeing the amount of text Clarke has send to her. He seems to be freaking out and without a doubt, he would throw his work away and come to her ASAP.When he finally call for the 11th time, she picked her phone up, sighed and answer it.āHello?āāJesus Christ, El! Where the heck were you?ā He sounded angry, panting in the phone and probably had ran from wherever he was to look for her.āI am fine, Clarke. I justā¦ I misplaced my phone. Iām okay? Are you okay?āāNo!ā He raised his voice, making her flinched and push her phone away from her ear a bit.āI am not fine, El? You didnāt answer my call since yesterday; you didnāt answer my call since this
A/N : āā << This is for flashbacks kay? Because I canāt seem to find the italic button to specify the flashbacks. Other than that, with the draft that I've prepared for this books, I will probably finish this series at the end of this month. I got some other projects to focus on so be alert and God bless. Thanks šš¼ Love, Diana ... "Would you like some tea, sweetheart? Or coffee?" The older lady told her. "I am fine, thank you. I'm sure I won't be long here. I'm only here to understand things from you and that's it. I have some errand to do later." She grin at El and sat across from her. "I'm not so sure you'll be able to complete your errands today. With what awaits you." El felt a cold wind brush her exposed back and the lady was making things harder for her even though she didn't even know what's the story was about. "I'm ready. I know I am." She grinned again as she replied. "Don't say I never war