ALENANo matter how much I tried to picture myself with Axel, it didn't add up. My husband's face popped up in the picture.He was the first man I ever loved. He gave me my first kiss, my first orgasm, and my first physical intimacy with a man.Despite all the fights and messed-up feelings, he was an amazing man. I couldn't ask for more. My love was enough for both of us. He didn't have to love me back.My life without him was just a mess. I needed him.His desperation on the plane broke my heart. His eyes said it all. I was hurting him. I broke his trust, and maybe his heart too.He looked depressed and stressed out. His eyes said it all. I had never seen him so down before. I didn't want to make assumptions.Maybe something personal was bothering him, and I had totally nothing to do with it. I didn't deserve his worry. He had already been through a lot by supporting me through a difficult phase in my life.I didn't want to see him suffer. He was my husband, and my marriage vows to h
ALENA"I'm not like you, Gwen. I know you better than you can ever imagine. I know all the dirty things you're into. Don't you dare point fingers at me.""You...""Gwen, that's enough. You always want drama," Axel interjected."You stay out of this. This is between the two of us. She thinks being Dylan's wife means she owns the world. She dared to slap me. Watch what I'll do to you, Alena," she snarled.She raised her foot to kick my knee. I screamed before she even did it. She was unsuccessful because Dylan stood between us just in time.I had no idea how he managed to come back so fast, but I was glad he was there."Were you seriously going to kick her, Gwen? Even after everything she's been through, you still wanted to give her more pain.""She provoked me. I try to be nice to her. I do everything I can to make her comfortable, but she slapped me, Dyl.""You slapped her too.""She had sex with Axel. Are you overlooking that fact, Dylan? Are you still defending her? I was defending
ALENA"I'm a virgin," I divulged.There. I said it. I told him the truth, which I had decided to hide from him until I had no idea when. It was about time anyway.I let go of him and looked into his eyes, my hands resting on his shoulders. I stared at him, waiting for a reaction.He stared back at me without giving me any reaction I could decipher or attach to some sort of feeling. He just stared at me speechlessly. The last reaction I expected at breaking such confidential information was a staring contest."Dylan, I'm a virgin," I repeated, gripping his shoulders a little bit tighter.That didn't break his intense stare. He looked at me as if I had suddenly grown a pair of wings, and I was informing him that I was flying to heaven."Is this a joke? Am I supposed to laugh?" he asked, purely still in a state of shock."I'm a virgin, Dylan. I've never been with a man before. Every intimate thing I've ever done is with you. You are my first kiss.""First kiss? That's... that's impossibl
ALENAHonestly, I had no idea where I was getting all this power and crazy passion. I loved it, though. I felt more like the person I imagined myself to be with someone I loved.I straddled Dylan and brushed back my long hair with my fingers, then I placed my hands on top of his, pinning him down.I smashed my lips on his hungrily, giving him my all. My tongue massaged his, and I loved every bit of it."I have one more secret. I'm a secret agent on a mission to ruin your life completely," I replied to his previous question, loving the look of pure shock and ecstasy on his face.Dylan flipped us over again and kissed me until I ran out of breath. He was excellent at this."Guess what? I won't give in so easily, agent," he challenged."Really? How....""Dyl!" a voice called from outside. It was Gwen. She started knocking on the door softly over and over again.I sighed as Dylan got off me. These disturbances were always going to be there. I wasn't complaining, though. My mission here wa
DYLANBreakfast was amazing and enjoyable, with everyone sharing a couple of memories and just being there for each other. We never thought we'd end up being a big family, supporting each other in this way.The death anniversary was on the following day, and we had discussed the procedure of the day over breakfast. We'd be there to support the Westons and celebrate Arthur Weston.For the day, we had quite several water activities planned. The speedboat ride was first, followed by snorkeling and an underwater treasure hunt. Everyone was excited, and for the record, Gwen was willing to try out these activities.I sat at the breakfast table after everyone had left to get ready, going through my emails. I just had to check if everything was going smoothly.My dad was a self-made billionaire, and I was just his lucky son who had to carry on the legacy he had started with my mom. I was given the post of CEO when I was twenty-three, since Dad thought it wiser to expose me to a leadership rol
DYLANI always doubted her virginity status, but hearing it from her was a completely different level of shock. That was less shocking than the fact that I had stolen her first kiss.Like, how was that even possible? She was gorgeous in every sense of the word. How had she made it for twenty-five years? My self-control spiraled out of control whenever she was around me. How had all the other men in her life made it?Knowing that she had never known any other man except for me made me want to be a better man for her. I wanted her experience with me to be a beautiful memory she'd never forget. I wanted to treat her with love and respect because she deserved it.I wanted to make up for the past and create a beautiful present and future for both of us. I needed her in my life. I felt lucky to have her as my wife, despite my being unworthy of her. I cared about her. I loved her.I stripped off my clothes for my boxers. Going in there completely naked would totally freak her out, so I chose
DYLANI sat cross-legged on the bed, facing Alena, who was in the same position. I made sure she was comfortable and cautious enough not to hurt her knee. Externally, her knee was okay except for occasional swells. The pain she suffered was internal, but she was managing it well.I had given her a box of tissues, which was of great use to her as her eyes bled with pain and the grief of reminiscing on painful memories that changed her life drastically.I held her hand through it all as she narrated the story of her life. She gave me a detailed account of how her father had died and how she got blamed for it all.Her narrations were vivid. I could feel her pain and agony. How could her own family give her so much pain at the point when she needed them the most?She told me about all the physical, verbal, and emotional abuse. She poured out her soul on how she battled depression and all her health problems all by herself. The environment she lived in forced her into a shell of no confide
DYLAN"How many? Just one or five?" she asked, and we both laughed."As many as possible," I replied. She nodded and closed her eyes, then blew out the candles. I just smiled the entire time. Everything about her made me smile."So, what'd you wish for?" I asked her when she opened her eyes."Something I'll never tell you until it comes true.""Hmmm... Okay. You can cut the cake now.""Let's do it together," she proposed, and I agreed with her. We both held the knife and cut the cake. I never thought that small things like these would have such a massive impact on my emotions.After cutting a slice, I fed her the cake, and she did the same. She took a small piece of cake and bit one end, leaving the other end for me to bite. I didn't need an invitation to share the cake with her from her lips.My lips grazed hers as I took my portion of the cake from her lips. We just stared at each other as we chewed the cake and swallowed. Right after that, I leaned in and molded our lips together.
ALENA’S EPILOGUE Our black SUV pulled up in Mom's driveway a little late in the afternoon and we all got out of the car. Amelia was snuggled in her daddy's arms, a place I knew was one of her favourites in the whole world and the way he paid enough attention to her and kept her smiling just made their bond stronger.Aidan and Iris were on either of my sides each holding each of my hands tightly as we walked up the driveway to the main entrance. We had all been looking forward to this family gathering for some time now. Spending time together, catching up on each other's lives and just being there for each other was something we all enjoyed. We were a family and meeting up together like this was always a pleasure."Thank you so much, Mommy, for buying me these pretty sparkly shoes and sparkly dress," Iris squealed excitedly, jumping up and down on her feet as we walked, staring admirably at her new outfit. "I feel like a princess," she added, giving me a brilliant smile that revealed
FIVE YEARS LATERDYLAN’S EPILOGUEThey say that you will never truly understand something until it happens to you.I honestly never paid much attention to this saying until realistic things happening in my own life started weighing much on it and opening my eyes to how everything I was once told about this big mystery called life started unfolding before my own eyes and manifesting in my life.Many a time, Dad would tell me about how marriage and fatherhood changed his life greatly for the better and it barely made any meaningful sense to me, but right now in this very moment, bonding with my baby and showering her with unconditional love made it all make perfect sense.There was something inexplicably intoxicating about seeing our precious bundle of joy happy with a radiant smile on her face. That smile had to be the prettiest thing I had ever seen, for it extended deep into my soul and filled me with joy. I couldn't resist smiling back at her with an even brighter smile, placing the
ALENADylan twirled me around, dipping me as he leaned forward closer to me. Staring at the masterpiece of a husband before me, my breathing became shallow and my heart felt heavy in my chest.Dylan pulled me back up into his arms and I rested my head on his chest and let him sway my body as the chorus rolled in. The song twirled like thread around us, the rhythm of our bodies simply passionate and majestic. I was deep in love."Alena, you're the inspiration for this precious song, and I just wanna see your face light up since you put me on. So now I say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone. And I can't wait to get you home, just to let you know, you are...""The love of my life," we whispered together in unison as I joined him in saying some of the lyrics along to the song playing.I was crying. He was way too sweet. I never imagined he'd be able to love me this much and take our relationship to a whole new level.Couples eventually started joining us on the dancefloor. I looked
ALENADylan pulled me towards him gently but firmly by my waist and he placed his lips firmly on mine, cupping my cheek with his hand.His lips were soft, almost silken against my own. Our lips fitted perfectly as if they were meant for each other. Moving against each other, feeling each other.Warmth blossomed in my chest, sparks igniting. This was beautiful and magical, a dream come true. When we pulled away from each other, the crowd was cheering loudly for us, clapping and everything.We both chuckled, holding hands tightly. We turned and faced everyone. Their cheers grew even louder and more enthusiastic.I could see Mom sitting in front with Benjamin, Steve and Celeste. Ezra was in front on the other side with Axel, Sophie and Elizabeth. Everyone else followed behind them. They all looked happy for us.Dylan and I stepped down from the wedding altar and we proceeded down the aisle. Everyone rose and started throwing confetti at us as we walked out. It was perfect.I looked up at
ALENA"Of course, I will. When can we start making the preparations?"Dylan laughed, pinching my nose. "Silly, I mean today. Everything is already set. You just have to get ready and walk down the aisle.""You're kidding right?""I'm dead serious, honey. Everything's the way you wanted it and mostly your choice. I know this isn't our first wedding, but I want us to consider this our actual wedding because the previous wasn't even one. This time around, I'm marrying you willingly with pride."I laughed, failing to believe this. "How? I can't believe this.""Believe it, baby. We're getting married and this time around the proper way. I've been so excited to finally take you as my wife the proper way and give you the joy you deserve. I want to marry you, Alena.""Dylan, how did you even think of this? Just how?" I asked him, blinking away my tears.He wiped away my tears with his hands. "Because I want to see you happy and make your dreams come true. It's called love, honey. You've drown
ALENADylan opened the door of his car on my side and I stepped out, taking his hand which he had extended politely towards me to help me out. I murmured a polite thank you with a smile on my face as he helped out and closed the door once I was standing next to him.We linked arms and he gave me a small peck on my forehead before we started walking down the pathway that led to the dock of a beautiful lake.There were bright heart shaped lanterns hanging on tree branches and rose petals artistically scattered on the pathway we were walking on. Star shaped twinkle lights were wound around branches and lining the pathway. It was breathtakingly beautiful.It was a beautiful sunset and it felt extraordinarily magical with the water in the lake glimmering beneath the beautiful sky, looking calm and inviting.I had no idea if it was the beautiful weather and scene that added the special magical effect or if it was the exceptional man right next to me, holding me like his entire life depended
DYLANI loved it when she played dirty. I loved seeing that side of her that only I knew. I loved this state where she was raw, untamed and fierce sexy."Naughty girl," I chuckled, smacking her butt firmly. She winced, her lips cracking into a wider smile."If I am naughty, what are you?" she purred, pressing her body firmly into mine. She bit her bottom lip tenderly, looking at me with lust filled eyes."Your sexy husband who loves bringing the naughtiness out of you." I smacked Alena's butt one more time, pressing her body into mine at the same time."Ah," she moaned, throwing her head back. She loved it.I took my spoon and scooped some ice cream onto it. I trailed the spoon from her earlobe down to her throat. She shivered, looking at my hand. "Cold," she breathed."I'll set you on fire," I promised and with those words, I smashed my lips onto her neck, earning a loud moan from her.I held her firmly close to me by her butt as I attacked her neck with deep kisses, soft nibbles and
DYLANShe took her wine glass from me and looked up at me, taking a step closer. "Careful what you wish for, Princess. I want to, I can and I will eat you," I said, closing the small gap between us."Is that a promise?" she asked me, running her finger slowly down my torso. I had been working out a lot to get back in shape. All my hard work hadn't gone to waste."It is," I affirmed, brushing my lips against her smooth skin. "And you know I never break my promises."Alena stood on her toes and she pecked my lips. She held both of our glasses, looking deep into my eyes with her bottom lip between her white teeth. I poured the wine and took my glass from her."What are we toasting to?" she asked me."To us. To our lives, love, freedom and everything we ever wanted that we can proudly say we achieved.""Cheers to that," she said, raising her glass."Cheers." We clicked our glasses and washed down the red wine together in one go. We had a second round and we drank the wine in the same mann
DYLAN"No," she mumbled quietly. She was crying."Show me your face. I want to look at you," I spoke softly."Do I have to?" she replied quietly. She sounded cute and in my head, I could see a cute pout on her lips as she said so. That made me smile."Yes. You have to," I murmured, kissing her temples. Alena slowly pulled away from me and she sat up, facing me. She had tears in her eyes and a few had fallen down her cheeks. I wiped them away using my thumbs."And why is my beautiful princess crying when we're supposed to be celebrating?" I asked her, taking both of her warm hands into mine. I planted sweet kisses on both of them and looked up at her. "I don't know," she mumbled, looking at our hands. "Tears of relief if there's anything of that sort I guess.""You don't have to hide your feelings from me, you know. It's okay to cry if you feel like it. We all express joy and relief in different ways.""Does that mean I can bawl my eyes out and you'll still be okay with it?""Hmmm...