Arthur After two weeks of being looked after by Almara, Arthur felt as good as new. Better than new, actually. Almara's attention was the best kind of medicine. He was tempted to feign his injuries for longer just so he could have her continue to play nursemaid. Maybe he would even buy her a nurse's costume. The thought alone turned him hard. It has been too long since he had last had a taste and he was positively starving. lmara had made it clear that there would be no sex until the doctor okayed it. Arthr frowned. He couldn't have his cake and eat it too. It was the promise of sex that finally had Arthur up and moving around. They would be visiting the doctor later in the day and he would give the okay. Arthur was sure of that, but there was something important he had to take care of sooner rather than later. He gathered his things and called for his driver directly. He didn't want anyone to know where he was going. This had to be dealt with as quietly as possible. There
Sofia Sofia was an utter mess. The entire operation had gone down the drain. She should have never trusted Dana. That bitch almost ruined everything. Sofia still couldn’t believe that they had hurt Arthur.She hadn’t been able to eat or sleep much since the whole thing. She jumped at shadows, waiting for someone to grab her, to bring her to justice. Sofia hadn’t heard anything about a suspect in the case, but she felt like it was just a matter of time.Sofia looked into the mirror of her vanity for the first time in weeks. She almost threw up at the sight. Her hair was a rat’s nest, there were dark circles under her usually bright blue eyes, and her skin looked sallow. Guilt was one hell of a drug.She didn’t know how much longer she could take this. She felt like she was barely living at this point. Especially after what her contact at the hospital had told her.When Sofia had heard that Arthur was going to be okay, despite his very serious injuries, the relief had brought her to he
Almara Arthur had called me into his office, but I wasn’t sure why yet. He wouldn’t tell me. He just sat behind his desk, drumming his fingers on the wood. The persistent tap, tap, tap was grating on my nerves. My second trimester pregnancy hormones were not playing nice. You could distract him, Lily suggested, her voice a downright purr. I didn’t have to wonder what Lily meant by ‘distract him.’ It’s not like I hadn’t thought about it. The pregnancy hormones were pretty demanding in that department as well. But even after all the times that we had been together, I had never once initiated anything. I had always let Arthur lead and I wasn’t quite sure what to do. Especially when Arthur seemed so tense. Just start unbuttoning his pants. He’ll get the message, Lily said and I had to suppress a giggle. I could imagine the look on his face, the taste of his skin, the feel of his hard length as I covered it with my mouth. It was enough to completely drench my panties. I took
Roman When word reached Roman about Sofia's imprisonment, to say he was surprised would be an understatement. He never thought that she would have the stomach for that kind thing. Sure, they had conspired to kill Almara together, but he would have been the executioner.Sofia did not like to get her hands dirty. He was positive that Sofia hadn't worked alone. Someone had taken advantage of her, most likely. Even knowing that, Roman would never be able to forgive her. She had almost killed his grandchild.His son may have had a reputation fo
Almara Today was going to be such a good day. Arthur had taken the day off and he had promised that we would spend the day together. We hadn't had much time to do anything together other than the few weeks that I had taken care of him, but that didn't count. We had never left the house other than to go see the doctor.It seemed wild that it would literally be our second date with everything that we'd gone through, but I guess our relationship had been completely unconventional so far. It didn't feel that weird. But I still wanted to make a big deal out of it. I want to dress up and pretend that the accident nev
Arthur Arthur was a married man now. And he was going to be a father. He couldn’t believe his dreams had come true. The Moon Goddess must have truly blessed him. That was the only thing that could explain everything that had happened.It was a complete miracle that he and Almara had stumbled into one another on that cruise ship. His grandmother may have been the one to nudge her in that direction, but there was no way she could have orchestrated the night that they met. Or that Almara’s dickhead of a boyfriend would spend all of her money.
AlmaraI walked into Arthur's office, not bothering to knock. I had expected him about twenty minutes ago for dinner, but he hadn't showed up. So I put on my big girl pants and went to fetch him.I did not expect to see Arthur's father sitting across from the desk, Nor did I expect to see Arthur chugging some disgusting looking drink from a nondescript bottle. When his eyes fell on me, I could see the guilt in them."What was that?" I asked nervously. Every instinct in me screamed that whatever was in that bottle wasn't good. Nothing Roman brought could eve
It had been five days since Arthur collapsed. It had taken a full day for the staff and doctors to convince me that Arthur wasn't dead. He was just in a magically induced coma. His soul was far away, fighting a battle that we couldn't help him win.Every day and every night, I was at his bedside. Just like I had been when he was recovering at the hospital. I was terrified to leave. I was so afraid that if I left for even a minute, something would happen that I could have prevented if I'd only just been there.I had staff bring me food and water. I took extremely quick shower