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"You don't want your friends to know we are married?" Ethan questioned as he drove towards the mansion. He didn't give his emotions away when she didn't introduce him as her husband to her friends but it stung. It felt like she had driven her hand through his chest and crushed it. "It wouldn't make sense to tell them when we are in a contract marriage Ethan," Amelia said. Ethan nodded, "ok." He now understood what his mother meant earlier before the police issue. She had called to ask him about his progress with Amelia and scolded him for being slow. He would not waste time and take matters into his own hands now… he was done giving Amelia time. "Thanks Ethan.. for always being there and being a good friend," Amelia said and placed her hand on Ethan's hand that was on the gear, squeezing it lightly. "Don't mention it," he replied and stepped on the gas. He was done being taken for a ride. Amelia would be his by crook or by hook. Arriving at the mansion, Amelia went to her
Ethan was insatiable. He took Amelia over and over again like he wanted to finish all the juicy ripe mangoes on a tree. It was only until she raised a white flag that he let her rest. She had apparently lost the battle and had no choice but to surrender. Ethan was like a beast with the strength of ten men. She was impressed by his stamina but the burning between her thighs told her she had to rest. Amelia was now back in her room, freshly showered and was now lying in her comfortable bed, resting with her legs spread apart hoping the cold air would soothe the pain down there. She was about to drift to sleep when the creaking of the door alerted her. Opening her eyes ever so slightly, she saw from the corner of her eyes how someone was treading carefully towards the end of the bed. Pretending to be asleep, she watched as the intruder lifted her blanket from the end of the bed and threw it over his head so that he could crawl through it until the headboard. Only instead of going
Two days later… The supposed murder of Anita Stallion was still being investigated and Amelia was still being thrashed by anti-fans on social media as they accused her of being responsible for her death. People who seemingly had nothing to do kept scolding her and posting malicious stuff on her page. Some even wished for her to die. Amelia wondered if they had already sent hate mail that was full of threats to her old address. The love for drama by some people was sickening. Everyone would pretend to love you but once you trend for the wrong reasons, they turn their backs on you and say all sorts of hateful things. Their comments were not friendly at all. One would wonder if they ever sat down to think about the effect of their harsh words on someone. If words could kill, Amelia would have succumbed long ago. But her being her, she did not let such matters deter her. In fact, she even returned to filming as if nothing had happened. She did not commit any crime so why would she
Amelia's heart banged vigorously in her chest as the sound of Cheryl's footsteps got closer. She had held her breath as if Cheryl could hear her breathing. 'Perhaps I should just make a run for it.' She thought in her mind but before she could do that and alert the enemy, Cheryl's phone rang and she answered. "Hello? I'm coming." Cheryl turned and walked out of the stairway making Amelia breathe out a sigh of relief. She was grateful to the person who called Cheryl. What she had heard could be used as evidence so naturally Cheryl would react if she found out that Amelia had heard the conversation. 'I need to tell Ethan,' she mumbled to herself as she proceeded to head back to the set. Hours later, Amelia did not linger around to chat and went home with her bodyguard Albert. The moment she entered through the front door, a sweet aroma wafted from the kitchen. Someone was cooking something delicious. The scent was mouth watering and it made Amelia's stomach rumble loudly.
The next day at the CT group. Ethan took a swig of his whiskey as he sat in his swivel chair in his office. He was staring at nothing in particular, his mind in deep thought. He couldn't bring himself to work because of the fight he had with Amelia the previous night. Her anger was justified, he shouldn't have raised his voice at her but she was being so stubborn when he just wanted to protect her. He recalled how she ignored him this morning when he tried to make amends. ~Flashback~ 6:00 am at the mansion. Ethan had woken up as usual and went to greet Amelia. They were still sleeping in different rooms even though things had escalated between them. He was now pushing for her to move into the master bedroom. Amelia was still holding back but he knew it was just a matter of time before he completely claimed her, body and soul. He had claimed her body but was yet to conquer her heart that she had guarded so well it was hard for him to penetrate. But he was patient. One
Amelia woke up feeling low, her chest felt heavy like it had been hit by a truck. She presumed it was because of the small fight she had with Ethan. It made her feel uncomfortable. For some reason, she felt guilty that she got upset with him. He was just trying to protect her. But that didn't mean it was ok for him to raise his voice at her. He had to know that it's not the course of action he should take when angry. For Amelia, yelling at her didn't solve anything. In fact, it just kick-started her rebellious behavior. In the end, no one wanted to put their foot down due to pride but she still felt guilty about the whole thing. After a quick shower in the morning, she was putting on her white striped jumpsuit when Ethan opened the door without knocking. Rolling her eyes, Amelia continued to zip her jumpsuit and thought, 'doesn't he know how to knock? What if I was shaving?' "Good morning angel…" she heard him say. From the mirror she could see how he donned a checkered gray s
Ethan groaned as he opened his eyes ever so slightly. He raised his right hand to massage his temples in hopes of easing the pounding of his head. He had drank too much because he felt guilty but he was now regretting since he was now supporting a bad hangover. His head felt like it was being banged against the wall from his skull. He was afraid it would split in half at that pace. "Argh!" He groaned, trying to lift himself from the bed. 'I'm never drinking again.' He hissed in his mind. Trying to raise his left hand to massage the other side of his temple, he froze when he realized that his fingers were laced with small soft ones. His heart raced when he saw Amelia sleeping on the edge of the bed. It turned out they had slept in the same bed while holding hands. A lightbulb went off in Ethan's head and he jerked up from the bed. They had slept in the same bed! And like a fool, he didn't recall any of it. He couldn't believe he was granted an opportunity to hold Amelia in
Amelia was enjoying her day off at home when she received a call from Glenda. "Hey babes," she answered lazily. She was sunbathing on a lounger on the balcony just outside the large floor-ceiling doors in her bedroom. Clad in nothing but a black string bikini, she had been reading a book while sipping on some fresh juice. This was life.. just relaxing and enjoying the fresh air that wafted from the nearby trees. "Hey Amy.. what are you doing?" Glenda's voice came through the speaker. "Nothing… I ain't doing shit," she chuckled. "Well… you better get your ass to the pearl hotel, I just saw your man with that whore, Anna." "What man?" Amelia furrowed her brows. It's been ten years since she broke up with that cheating jerk, Luciano. "Not Luciano you fool….Ethan.. isn't he your man?" Amelia's heart skipped a beat, "why would Ethan be with that bitch? Wait… who said he's my man?" "Stop being stubborn Amy… go get your man from that viper. Don't say I didn't warn you."
Five years later Amelia Scott had continued with her music career of which her husband, Ethan Carter was in support of. She was now a very famous celebrity, known for her beautiful love songs that seemed to be dedicated to her billionaire husband. She had just come back from a musical tour and rushed home so that she could surprise her husband who wasn't aware that she was back earlier than anticipated. Pulling up at the mansion she had called home for the last eight years, she smiled to herself, thinking back to when she first went there. At that time, she was indeed attracted to Ethan sexually but she was holding back from accepting her other feelings which were more than attraction. But Ethan pursued her relentlessly until she gave in and it was the best decision of her life. She was happy and content. Getting out of her car, she saw her son's black lamborghini parked at the side and knew he was home or about to go out. Owen had just turned eighteen and Ethan got him the s
Months later, Amelia was in the studio at CT entertainment. She had gotten back her former manager Natalie and a new producer. Julian Bishop had risen to the top and became an expert in transportation services. Amelia was happy for him. At least he was now doing something he loved to do not because of some woman who couldn't even look at him. "Why are you smiling?" Natalie asked Amelia as soon as she entered the studio. Amelia smiled wider, "just thinking about how things have changed for the better. Julian is doing what he loves and you're also doing well as my manager. I'll miss the times we had, working together but I love that we are all doing what we love." At the mention of Julian, Natalie blushed. "Well… about Julian.. there's.. something I wanted to tell you." She said, hesitantly. Amelia looked at her curiously, "what is it? And why are you blushing?" She asked, raising her brow. "Um.. well… I knew that he loved you. But I had a crush on him… well.. 2 years ago.. w
Time is fleeting. Two years had passed by in a blink of an eye and the Carter household was celebrating their son's thirteenth birthday. "I'm not wearing that. It's too girly and childish." Owen wrinkled his nose, looking at the blue party cone in Amelia's hands. Amelia's eyes widened, "childish? Boy.. you’re just 13. You are a child and this is what children wear on their birthdays. Look at your friends donning the hat. They look cool." She said, pointing at her friend's children who were toddling around the place. Rita and her husband, Christopher Stevens had come over with their six children. The twins Liam and Leon were now three years and some months old while the quadruplets, Cleo, Claire, Ella, and Emma were one year and some months old. Evelyn and her husband, Jayden Molten also brought their 3 year old daughter Tania to the party. Owen rolled his eyes, "seriously mom? They are like what… 3? You want me to act like these babies? I'm a grown up and should do grown up th
"There's nothing wrong with the both of you. You're perfectly healthy." The doctor told Amelia and Ethan as they sat across his desk. The couple had gone for a full body check up and a fertility test to check why they were not able to have another child after trying for over a year. Ethan took Amelia's hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Then what could be the reason doctor? My wife hasn't taken up any jobs so far so we can't say she's stressed and my assistant at work has been helping out so I am equally not overworking." He inquired. The doctor sighed, looking at the table of results in his hands. "Everything came out normal. So maybe we can just leave this to fate. If you're meant to have another child, then you will. Otherwise, we didn't find anything wrong with either of you." Ethan nodded in understanding. "Well, thank you Doctor. If anything, we shall see you again." He said and beckoned Amelia to follow him by tugging on her hand lightly. All this while, she sa
Ethan felt relieved finally holding Amelia's body in his arms. He had never been scared of death before. But earlier, when the ocean suddenly became violent and a storm occurred, he was terrified of dying and leaving Amelia and his son behind. The fates were really crazy to give him a glimpse of happiness only to have it brutally prematurely removed. Whilst he was paddling on the ocean before the storm, he had suddenly felt cold. It should have been a warning for him to turn back but he pushed the thoughts aside thinking, no way. The sun was high up in the sky so the probability of having a storm was close to zero. Boy was he wrong. It was only after his partner and himself had gone further that the sky suddenly changed and a gust of wind swept through the area. Ethan's heart rate spiked up. He could feel his kayak becoming unstable as the ocean started moving violently, following the sudden storm. "Shit! Don't panic… if we are lucky we will just float away and get lost!" He sh
"Slow down! You'll trip on the fallen branches!" Jose Hernandez shouted as he ran after Amelia who was running to the villa she was staying at with her husband. She wanted to get a phone so she could contact someone to send a search party. Ignoring the man running after her, she ran as fast as she could with her heart racing erratically. No one would survive such a storm but she had hope. Ethan was alive somewhere. He had to be. She didn't want to lose him. What would she tell Owen who loves his dad very much? Or his parents who only had one son if anything happened to him? She shook her head, refusing to entertain those thoughts as she added more energy into her sprint. Amelia didn't even realize she had cut her bare feet from the branches that lay on the ground after the storm. Finally reaching their vacation villa, she entered and rushed upstairs. Jose followed too, worried what the young lady would do in such a situation. She grabbed Ethan's phone and looked for Josh's c
Ethan was in a good mood. He had woken up to Amelia on all fours, sucking his cock fervently. It was the best feeling that made the world melt away and if he died that day, he would die a happy man. Amelia on the other hand was in a cranky mood. Being in her situation, her sex drive was higher than normal but she couldn't get off. She was upset to be missing out on the first day of their honeymoon. They were having a tour of the island together with other tourists. It was a tropical island with palm trees, clear azure blue water of the ocean and a blue sky with the sun shining down on them. The white sand on the beach felt soft and smooth when they stepped on it, a thrilling sensation rippling through them from the soles of their feet all the way to the brain. It was a paradise in every sense. "I thought you said you didn't want to have a group tour.. why the sudden change of mind?" Ethan asked in a hushed tone as they walked towards the dock with the rest of the group. The t
Amelia blinked twice, wondering if she heard him right. "Are you serious?" "Yes baby… I'm so horny… I want you. I don't mind doing it like that." Ethan whispered in his husky voice as he continued to dry hump her. Amelia felt touched, "that is the most nicest thing someone has ever said to me. You don't know how much that sentence has made me feel beautiful." She whispered as she trailed her hands over his chest. Feeling the contours of his perfectly shaped abs, all the way to his V shape that led to the machine that gave her endless pleasure. Gosh, he was one hell of a sexy man… "But… nope. That's gross." She chuckled and pushed him away. Thinking there was no way she would do that. Ethan groaned, "really babe? What am I supposed to do with this?" He said, pointing at his bulging erection. Amelia shrugged, "I don't know. Take a cold shower or something. No… don't take a cold shower this place is so cold." She shivered at the thought of bathing cold water. "Well… I have no cho
Ethan instantly pulled Amelia into his arms when she suddenly broke down. His heart ached. He didn't know she had been bothered about not getting pregnant all this while. "Shhhhh… don't cry. We are not in a rush to have more children." He soothed as he rubbed her back. Amelia sniffled trying to get a hold of herself. She wasn't supposed to cry on their wedding night. "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to cry." She replied. "It's fine… I'm glad you did because now I know how you feel. Don't worry about having children… who knows? I might be the one with a problem. If it bothers you so much we can see a doctor when we come back, ok?" Ethan grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled away so he could look into her eyes. Gray met pale-green as they silently comforted each other. He leaned down and claimed Amelia’s lips in a passionate gentle kiss. Not minding the driver in front of the car. Placing his forehead on hers after the kiss, he whispered, "let's focus on our honeymoon ok? I really do