DYLANl slowly opened my eyes when I heard my bedroom door open. Last night had been one of the most tiring nights of my life and I had gotten a chance to retire to bed as late as 4 a.m after dealing with all the post wedding reception drama of clearing up stuff and ensuring that all guests from far away were comfortable in their hotel rooms. I raised my head removing the warm blanket I was covering myself with and looked at the door. All the confusion that clouded me dispersed when I saw Gwen parade in quietly closing the door behind her. "Hey honey," she greeted as she approached my comfortable and huge bed. "Hey baby,” I replied as she crawled onto the bed and pecked my lips. "It's already noon and you're still in bed. You must be exhausted," she remarked. "Yeah. I had a long night last night and I still feel like lying down," I replied yawning and stretching my arms as I sat up. "Security let me in and since I saw no one in the house I headed right up to your bedroom," she e
DYLANI was flicking through the channels on TV in my main lounge when I saw Sophie and Axel amble in with wide grins on their faces and large boxes of pizza in their hands."Hey hey. Someone ordered pizza and we are just on time," Sophie babbled as she dramatically sniffed the air around her with a satisfied grin on her beautiful face. "Yeah, yeah. It's like you have some magical timer that tells you I'm about to have a feast." "And you never go wrong with the toppings either. You are just amazing," Axel added. "Did you just admit that I am amazing?" I asked Axel with one eyebrow raised. “Ummmm, I'm pretty sure I was referring to the pizza," he replied squinting his eye before the two Coopers squashed me between them and placed the boxes on the coffee table. "There is a hell lotta space in this room. Why squash me?” "We just feel like bugging you today and hey. Someone's in a good mood. I see you are like glowing today and smiling too. What's up Dyl?" Axel said pushing a little
ALENAI monotonously browsed through the magazine I was holding as I was buried in a fluffy bean bag.How did I get to be so unlucky?I had a die-hard-for billionaire for a husband who I was currently on our honeymoon with yet it seemed like it was just some ordinary boring period with me, myself, and I.I tossed the magazine away after I came across an article about babies and motherhood stuff. It was like a hard slap in the face. My husband didn't even want to look at me or touch me.How on earth would I ever get that joy of motherhood that I yearned for when I was trapped in this loveless marriage for one gruesomely painful year?I lazily got up and slipped into my fluffy slippers. I dragged myself to the window and looked outside and the sight just made my heart sink way much more.Ibiza, Spain.That one island which was part of my dream destinations. It was the perfect honeymoon destination but only for true lovers not arranged couples like Dylan and I.We had settled into our vi
ALENATears welled up in my eyes, begging for mercy, but he didn't seem to care as he hurtled toward me.So Prince Charming had a beast side that he was going to unleash any moment from now. The thought itself made my heart a jackhammer.Once again fear found me. It spoke to me in its cackling voice, commanding my legs to go weak and my stomach to lurch.My back finally hit the wall and I was trapped. Dylan took one step leaving a small distance between us. I couldn't look at his eyes anymore so I dropped my teary eyes to the floor."L-let me go," I stuttered trying to blink away my tears."I am not even touching you, Princess," he growled. "What do you want from me?"I whispered, closing my eyes.I felt his breath fanning my ear as he moved closer. I could literally feel the heat of his body on my face. I also couldn't miss the fact that he smelt crazy good."I want to give you what you want. You want my love and affection right? You want me to perform my duties as a husband right an
ALENAI woke up to a stinging and burning sensation in my eyes. I sat up and rubbed my eyes which reminded me of the not-so-pleasant incidents of the previous day.They still hurt from my possibly over-exaggerated crying. After thinking about it over the night, I concluded that I had acted immature.I yawned softly and slipped out of my blankets. The bed was crazy comfortable and I could sleep for the rest of the day but I needed some sunshine.I stood up and was about to go to the bathroom when I saw him. Dylan Cameron. My husband.He was sleeping on the couch with his blanket on the floor. It must have fallen overnight. It made me feel guilty that he was sleeping on a couch that wasn't that comfortable to sleep on and I had a huge bed all to myself.I quietly walked over to him. Luckily, the floor was carpeted. I just didn't want to wake him up. I picked up the fluffy blanket and I just found myself holding it up to my nose.Gracious heavens. Maybe it was me but it smelt like him an
ALENAI opened my suitcase then took out some stuff I would need and I put it in my beach bag. I then went to the kitchen and picked out some fruits and put them in a picnic basket. I made some sandwiches, kebabs, and a smoothie, then I packed them.I also packed some yogurts, fruit juices, and potato chips. I would have fun on my own like usual.We had another bathroom so I changed out of the dress I had worn to impress Dylan but failed miserably at it and wore white high-waist shorts, a turquoise blue bikini top, and a visor.I slung my beach bag onto my shoulder, carried my picnic basket then slid on my headphones.I had a map guiding me to the beach and it was pretty much efficient and easy to use. It took me roughly twenty minutes to get to the beach.It was private and I loved it. I loved having some me time and enjoying my own personal space without anyone judging me.I spread my picnic blanket on the white sand away from the water and put down all my stuff. I applied sunscreen
DYLAN"I loved the dress you wore in the morning and the outfit you are currently wearing shows off your body. It's fiercely sexy," I honestly told her and her reaction was priceless.Her jaw was left hanging open and those gorgeous eyes of hers blinked with pure awe and amusement. I kinda liked this eye contact thing with her.For real she looked drop-dead gorgeous. I had no idea if she had worn the sky-blue dress in the morning to impress me or not. Either way, I was impressed.Even her current outfit was on fire. Whoever she'd end up falling in love with would be damn lucky."Very funny indeed. You always want to tease me, Dylan Cameron," she pouted.There was something about the way she said my name that I liked. Something I couldn't understand just like how I didn't even understand how I wanted to treat her and how close I wanted us to get."You always think I'm joking yet I'm serious.""Blah blah blah. It's getting late. We should get going," she cut the long story shot then sta
DYLAN"I still don't trust myself so please don't tempt me," she declined then I nodded and put the bottle away from her.Weird for a Weston, compared to how heavyweight both of her siblings were and the fact that they owned a legacy in that field."Juice then? Apple? Carrot? Orange? Pomegranate?""Definitely not carrot juice. I have a horrible history with it. Pomegranate will do," she replied and I served her some from the fridge.Watching her eat was something I'd do the whole day because she just had this unique aspect that made everything about her amusing. I realized that she stopped eating and her cheeks were heated up."Will you quit staring at me? I can't swallow anything with you watching me like that.""Why are you shy?" I just found myself asking her."I'm not shy," she replied, fidgeting with her fork avoiding any eye contact."You can't even take one compliment.""I can," she argued, shooting her gaze at me. She was definitely the feisty type."Oh really? God, you are on
DYLAN"Baby, you have to wake up now. It's almost noon. Come on, Dyl," Gwen purred as her fingers brushed my hair."Two more minutes. I'll be up soon," I murmured, and I felt her peck my lips."Your dad must be worried about you, Dyl. You have to go home."Oh shit! I quickly shot my eyes open and sat up. I looked around and realized I wasn't in my bedroom. I was in Gwen's bedroom.To top it all off, I was naked. We definitely had sex. I couldn't exactly recall what happened, but I remembered coming to Gwen's apartment after a very long day to talk and ending up getting wasted on wine.The previous week had been hell. The work was too much, as the new collection had just been launched. It was selling well on the market, but we had to work hard to keep it constantly at the top.Every day I left home early and came back very late. I didn't even get a chance to see Alena for the whole week. Nevertheless, she left me notes of encouragement every day on the kitchen table.After work the pre
DYLANI knocked softly at the door, and she opened it for me. Alena was in a plain black oversized tee that covered half her milky thighs and red knee-high socks.Her hair was in a messy bun. Just looking at her caused my thoughts to run wild. She looked so crazy and sexy yet so innocent. Her skin was glowing, and it looked flawless."Hey," she said, looking quite surprised. I noticed how she kept rubbing her shoulders as if they were hurting."Are you okay? What's wrong with your shoulders?" I asked, worriedly lacing my voice."I guess moving the furniture and all the heavy work must have strained my muscles. My shoulders feel kind of stiff, but I'll be fine in the morning.""Let me give you a shoulder massage. It won't take time, and I promise it'll be worth it," I offered, and she slowly nodded.We both sat on her neatly made bed. I took off my shoes and knelt on the bed right behind her, then I started massaging her shoulders.They really were stiff, but as the massage progressed,
DYLANI had just had a meeting over dinner, so I wasn't hungry. I went to the kitchen, and I found Emily there. Just the person I was looking for."Hey, Emily," I said as I placed the envelope I was carrying on the kitchen table.Emily had just finished doing the dishes and was probably about to retire to bed. She was just twenty-two, yet she appeared younger. She was youthful and full of life."Good evening. Let me serve you dinner," she offered politely."No thanks. I already had dinner at work. I'm here to talk to you. Sit down."Emily left what she was doing, and we both sat at the table facing each other. I was exhausted, so I decided to make everything short and precise."Here. This is the money you'll need to complete your studies and write your exams," I said as I handed over the envelope to her."You don't have to keep on working anymore to raise money to complete your studies."Emily took the envelope, and I could see tears well up in her eyes as she opened it and saw all th
DYLANAlena and I walked in silence to my office. I didn't even know what to say to her. She was no longer the woman she was when we exchanged wedding vows and for the period until our honeymoon.Maybe she got fed up with me. She was distancing herself from me. The fact that she was ready to start dating gave me a rude awakening.I just found myself opposing the idea. She was my wife, and I didn't want to share her with anyone else. I didn't want anyone else to get to experience all the cuteness, childishness, and surprises Alena was full of.I couldn't be with her, and at the same time, I didn't want anyone to be with her either. Call me selfish, but sharing her was totally out of the question.She wore red, and she rocked it. It made her stand out, and the way she handled herself naturally was admirable.One of the things I liked the most about her was her relationship with my father. Dad liked her, and so did she. Their conversation was natural, and they were both comfortable with
ALENAOver my dead body! I thought as I quickly freed my hand from his and went on to hold Benjamin's hand instead. I looked into his eyes, and I saw disappointment. He looked hurt."I'll come with you, Benjamin. Let's go," I said, and he nodded and led the way.Dylan grabbed my hand and drew me back to him. "Come with me. I won't do anything that'll make you uncomfortable, I promise.""When it comes to Gwen, I don't trust you at all. Have fun with your girlfriend," I answered passionately, then I freed my hand and left him standing there.For the first time in a while, I felt successful and victorious. I was able to stand up for myself and say no. I was also able to see the same hurt in his eyes that my eyes held whenever he did things with Gwen in my presence and was rude to me.He tried his best to mask it, but I could tell. His eyes told me a lot about him. They were like the map of his soul. I wanted to explore his mystery, but I was too afraid to let myself in. I was afraid of g
ALENA"I’m nervous as hell, Axel. What if they hate me? What if they say bad things about me? What if I embarrass both my family and the Camerons?" I fussed as I did the final touches on my make-up."Oh Lord! Will you calm down, Alena? You are going to be great. They are going to love you. You are an amazing human being. Who would even say anything mean about you? You are the sweetest person I know, and you are Mrs. Cameron. Your husband is the boss. He commands respect naturally, and everyone respects him. They'll respect you too," Axel encouraged me.My nerves were getting the best of me, and I needed someone to help me. The first person that came to mind was Axel, so I immediately called him, and I was lucky he answered.I heard a baby cry in the background, and it caught my attention."Oh my God! Axel, are you at work? I'm so sorry if I'm disturbing you. I'll call you later when you are free.""I just finished the night shift. I'm free for the next few minutes. I'm holding a frien
ALENA"Yes, dear," Benjamin replied, brushing my cheek with his thumb. Well well. I guess this isn't so bad after all, I thought.Dylan cleared his throat audibly, and we both turned to him."I thought the contract clearly stated that during our marriage she couldn't date anyone. Her mom emphasized that point."Obviously, my mom thought I'd blow everything up and end up running away for my true love. At least she knew me well."I thought it was unfair after some thought about it. You have a girlfriend, so why can't she have a boyfriend? I'll talk to Lynette. There's no question on this one. She has equal liberties in this marriage as much as you do. Right, Alena?""Yes. That's very true, and I agree with you," I replied lively, and I saw Dylan shake his head."Dyl? It's agreed, right?" Benjamin turned to his son, who seemed to be strongly against the idea."What if she blows everything up? Anything can happen once she's in a relationship with a guy. What if she suddenly wants out?""
ALENAHappiness is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you turn your attention to other things, it comes and sits softly on your shoulder.In the past month of my marriage and, basically, in the past five years of my life, all I ever did was search for happiness.I tried to please my family. I tried to make them love me again and be part of their happiness, but in the process, I only got much more broken and sad.With Dylan, I realized that maybe I was trying too much. I put up with all his mood swings and looked forward to his laughs, jokes, and hellos every day. When he didn't give me any of those, I started him just so he could at least talk to me.I wanted to be happy with him. I wanted him to include me in his happiness and respect me. I realized all the effort was coming from one side.Was it even worth it? Just eleven more months, and we'd be strangers. I had plans to go far away and start afresh all on my own after this one year. What would
DYLANShe meant every word she said. She was dead serious. I knew she was very capable. She had nearly run over Crystal before because she threw herself at me. She was very possessive of me. I loved it, but at the same time, I feared her jealousy."You are my only woman, Gwen. No one will ever come between us. You are a good person, Gwen, and I know you will never hurt anyone, so don't say that, okay?" I said, kissing her forehead."Dylan Cameron, it's either you make love to me right now or you let me go. I'm dead serious," she said, brushing her fingers against my lips.I swallowed hard. Irresistible offer, but it felt wrong. Something was stopping me. I had just been with Alena. It would seem as if I had only been using her. I didn't want Alena to feel used. I kissed her neck, willing not to use her."I don't have a condom," I gave an excuse."I'm on the pill," she said, and with those words, we lost our minds.A few seconds later, she was lying on a table, and I was hovering over h