TYLERI watched Thea stir on my thighs, her hair spilled all around her, draping against my legs. I ran my hands through the soft long strands, feeling them slip through my fingers.For the love of all things good, she was beautiful.And I was a damned idiot.Her eyes fluttered open revealing piercing blue orbs that stared up at me drowsily. I gave a weak smile, unaware of what else to do. I hadn't expected she would stay through the entire night, I had hoped she would however. Everything seemed to fall apart when she wasn't there."Hey," She murmured, her voice soft and husky."Hey," I called back, reaching for her face. Without thinking , I ran my hands over her nose. It was cute and turned up giving her a somewhat haughty look. I loved that it fitted right on her adorable face. Loved the surprised gasp that slipped from her lips.My eyes fell on her parted lips and my throat worked up and down as I swallowed. She had the perfect mouth. Full pink lips with the most seductive bow I
THEAI walked through the front door of my house, and a wave of relief washed over me when I saw Sebastian sitting on the couch, looking much better than he had been just yesterday. His pale complexion had regained some colour, and his eyes which were kind of blue no longer filled with exhaustion. He must have heard about his burnt company and he seemed to be taking it well, at least not so well, but he didn't let it show. I should have stayed with him but then Tyler also needed me, he had no one to take care of him, as I was now friends with him, the least I could do was to stay when he wasn't okay. I smiled at the thought of waking up to feel his touch.His touch, I remembered it like the back of my palm and the thought turned everything feminine in me on. Tyler could wreck me, he could build me, he could hurt me, and he could make me crave his touch over and over again. But then, I feel I'm moving this way too fast. Tyler wanted nothing more than to take care of Lily, I mustn't let
TYLERI took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts before I began to share my story. Sitting across from her, I could see the concern etched on her face. It was difficult to talk about this, but I knew it was necessary. She was the mother of my child and there were certain things she had to know about me. I took a deep breath, knowing she was attentive, and listening to me."I guess it all started when I was just a kid, let's say five or six." I began, my voice trembling slightly until I found composure. "My parents... they weren't exactly the loving and caring type, not like the parents of my friends in school who would come to pick up their kids after school and pack their lunch. Mine were never like that, they were abusive, both physically and emotionally." As I spoke, memories flooded back, vivid and painful. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to steady myself. "As I grew older, I found solace in drugs and sex. To escape from the pain at home, I turned to drugs and sex, I had my
SARAHThe anger evaporated into irritation and hatred and damn...I sat in the cosy coffee store across the street from Tyler's house - the store was cosy because of the warmth of the coffee and it was supposed to make me feel at home. But my heart, pounding with a mix of anger, sadness and made it all uncomfortable. I watched that woman, Booker, leave Tyler's house. She just left his place, confirming my suspicions that there was another woman in his life. It all made sense now even though Tyler had corrected some mistakes of the media on the news about him and the 'Booker Greyson', It all made sense – Tyler had stopped our relationship, stopped returning my calls, and I couldn't understand why. But seeing that woman walking out of his house was like a punch to the gut.I watched as she walked down the street, her laughter echoing in my ears like a broken tape of the 1950s. Now it was clear that he had been seeing this woman behind my back. The news wasn't wrong after all. Tyler lef
THEAI was dreaming... dreaming that I was seated with him and he was talking. I weighed his words, his pain and how he trusted me to have told me so much. He trusted me so much.He had started, telling the graphic story like I was there with him, he said, "... as I grew older, I found solace in drugs and sex. To escape from the pain at home, I turned to drugs and sex, I had my first penetration when I was fourteen, then again when I was sixteen and it was constant, every day I had sex and every day I took drugs."I saw him again, when he was little, I saw his Ma and Da physically grappling and he was there looking at them, I was like a statue, I couldn't move, I wanted to help him, to pull him away, it was then I heard a bang and slowly, the house I was in was fading and even little Tyler and his parents were fading, it took long to realize I was dreaming and not really in Tyler's old house. I was in Manhattan, on my bed and it was last night I saw Tyler and he told me this.I opened
TYLER"Check your messages, it's on again!" I got those last words from my new manager and truly as I took my phone, I was faced with a barrage of messages on my phone, each one more alarming than the last. Each one tearing the tissues in my heart and making me sink back on my bed. Investors were cancelling their deals with my company, citing concerns about my personal life, citing concerns about my 'illegitimate child'. I had no idea what they were talking about, but the words "illegitimate child" and "bad father" kept popping up over and over again.I tried to shake off the confusion and focus on the situation at hand. My business was crumbling around me, and I had no idea how to stop it. I had just started to recover from the last scandal, when one of my companies got burnt down, I don't think I would ever recover from that, and now this new matter had arisen.I stumbled out of bed and made my way to the kitchen, still trying to process the news. My mind was racing with thoughts of
TYLERI sat back in my chair, feeling a heavy weight lift off my shoulders. I felt a mix of relief and exhaustion after delivering that unbelievable speech at the conference. I never planned for this, but the instant I saw the news stories saying terrible things about Thea, I knew I had to do all in my power to get her out of the mess I caused - I don't even know how I caused it. On a normal day, if this was what I have been preparing for weeks, I would have been pouring over notes and rehearsing this delivery until I know in me that I was confident and prepared. But this, this came unexpectedly and I had to do the speech without rehearsing. And heaven knows as soon as I stepped onto the stage and began speaking, at first I was scared of what to say, and how my speech would sound like, as I began, I could feel the weight of the faces of the men I've worked with all my life bearing down upon me.If I lost it all, how would I live? How was I going to make ends meet. How am I supposed
SARAHI sat still, unable to move, not because of anything but because of what I watched on the news. I have been whipped, lashed with this reality, that felt like a betrayal, a slap in the face. I clenched my fists, feeling the urge to break something.The memories flooded back – the late nights spent talking about our future, the dreams we shared, and the plans we made. Not once did he mention being a father. Was it all a lie? How could he keep such a significant part of his life hidden from me? I stood up abruptly, knocking over the coffee mug at my feet in the process. The hot liquid spilt onto the rug, soaking into it quickly, but I didn't care. My anger consumed me as I stormed around the room, knocking over books and smashing picture frames against the wall. Each crash brought temporary relief from the pain and betrayal that coursed through me. The shards of glass scattered across the floor mirrored the shattered pieces of my heart. How could Tyler deceive me like this? Did he