“I... I'm a masochist. My pleasure comes from pain, so whenever we have sex, I tell him to do this to make me feel good.”Silence fell over the room. Zeke stood frozen, so shocked that words escaped him. Millie’s face was filled with shame, but was it because she was lying—or because she was telling the truth?Francis stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Millie, his mocking gaze never leaving Zeke.“Are you satisfied now? Feel good about yourself, making her confess something she’s ashamed of?” he sneered.The grating sound of Francis’s voice snapped Zeke out of his shock, and he spat, “You’re a fucking liar! I saw those bruises myself. They weren’t playful bruises. Millie would never ask for something like that.”Francis scoffed, his voice laced with contempt. “Apart from the fact that our bedroom business is none of yours, you didn’t hear it from me—you heard it from her. She’s into rough and kinky stuff when we’re intimate. Didn’t
"Kris was an idiot. I completely agree with that. But I could never doubt the love he has for Thalassa. I've been with him all these years. I was there when he desperately tried to verify those pictures of her supposedly cheating on him. It shattered him every time he was told they were real. And yet, even after that, he still chose to marry her." Luisa spun around, her expression hardening. "He married her to make her suffer." Alden nodded slowly, not bothering to deny it. "Yes, but that wasn’t his only reason. He married her because he still had hope—hope that she would confess what he thought she’d done. Despite how betrayed he felt, he was willing to forgive her if he saw that she truly regretted betraying him, if she showed him that she didn't want to lose him. That’s how much he loved her, Luisa. And he still does." A curt chuckle escaped Luisa. "He loved her so much that he knocked up the woman who was supposed to be her best friend and married her right shortly their divo
Panic seized Luisa’s expression. “Oh God, if you’re right, I need to warn Thalassa right away. She has to know Clark is dangerous.”Noticing how her breathing grew shallow, Alden gently cupped her face between his hands.“Hey, hey... breathe, Luisa. It’s okay,” he soothed.Luisa nodded and followed his advice, dragging in a breath to calm her nerves. But the anxiety still lingered.“I can’t believe this,” she muttered. “I’ve been pushing Thalassa toward Clark because I thought he was a good guy. I thought he’d make her happy. Oh God, I need to change her mind.”“You will,” Alden reassured her, his voice steady. “But first, calm down. We could be dealing with a lot more than we realize when it comes to Clark. We need to approach this carefully, with a clear head. Can you do that?”His hand lingered on her face as his gaze locked on hers, and suddenly, Luisa felt captivated by the warmth in his gold-flecked eyes. Her chest suddenly felt too tight, forcing her to breathe through her mout
“Alden was here?” Thalassa asked, her brows raised. “When?”“Just a few minutes ago. I saw him stepping out of the elevator,” Clark replied, fixing his gaze on Luisa. “Did he come to see you?”Luisa resisted the urge to snap at him, to tell him it was none of his business, but she bit her tongue and held back her retort.Thalassa smiled, her eyes lighting up as she turned to Luisa. “Did he finally ask you out? Are you two together now?”Both of them were staring at her expectantly, but Clark’s gaze was much more intent on her, making Luisa feel uneasy.“Yes,” she lied, feeling trapped. She couldn’t give any other answer, especially with Clark watching her so closely. If she denied it, it would mean having to explain what Alden actually came to do.Thalassa beamed. “That’s great! I’m happy for you, Sis.”“Thanks,” Luisa replied, forcing a smile. “Thalassa, I need to talk to you—”Clark cut her off with a smooth chuckle. “You said you had something to discuss with Thalassa, but we’re k
“I’ll let you know if we need your help.” Luisa said, her voice coming out sharper than she intended. Clark’s smile dropped, but he restored it almost immediately, and an awkward silence settled over the table for a few seconds until he broke it with another ferrible joke. A few minutes later, their food was brought to them. “Luisa, are you sure everything’s okay? You haven’t taken a bite yet,” Thalassa asked, noticing Luisa was just poking her salad with her fork after she and Clark had already been eating for a while. “Everything’s fine, Lassa. Don’t worry,” Luisa replied, forcing herself to take a forkful of salad to ease Thalassa's concern. But she could feel Clark’s eyes on her every few seconds. Not wanting to raise his suspicions, she forced herself to finish everything on her plate, acting as normal as she could. When they were done, Clark paid the bill. Just as Luisa thought they were about to leave, he excused himself. “Will the ladies excuse me? I need to use the
That evening, Luisa turned off the shower and stepped out of the cubicle, feeling refreshed physically, but inside, the anxiety still lingered.After they'd returned to the office, she had tried to talk to Thalassa again. Despite seeing moments where Thalassa was truly considering her words, it hadn’t been enough to finally get her to listen.Sighing, Luisa toweled off her body and stepped into her bedroom just as her phone began ringing on the bed. She picked it up, her heart soaring when she saw the name on the screen—Alden."Hello," she said softly, trying not to sound too excited."Luisa..." He breathed her name in a way that sent a shiver of sensation straight to her core."Alden...""I know I said I’d call you later, but I couldn’t wait. I need to see you," he said.Luisa's heart raced with excitement. "Me... me too.""Really?""Yes."Thoughts of him had been the only thing distracting her from the worry she felt for her best friend—his enticing smell, the warmth of his body...
Kris was sitting in the living room of his penthouse, nursing a small glass of scotch, when his doorbell rang.He frowned. He hadn’t told any of his family members where he currently lived, and Alden was on a date with Luisa, so who could it be?Setting the glass on the coffee table, he got up to check the door, turning on the camera connected to the doorbell. Zeke Matthews’ face appeared on the screen.Kris stiffened. What the hell was he doing here?Gritting his teeth, he opened the door, and almost immediately, Zeke stormed into his penthouse without permission.“For a supposedly smart businessman, you sure seem to lack a lot of manners, Matthews,” Kris said coolly, not bothering to shut the door since he didn’t plan on entertaining the man in his penthouse for long.“Do not fucking talk to me about manners!” Zeke hissed.“What’s got your panties all twisted up this evening, baby girl?” Kris asked mockingly, eyebrows raised. “How did you know where I lived? Did you stalk me?”“Stal
The next move Luisa made surprised even herself. She threw the car into reverse, her heart hammering as she quickly spun the wheel and backed up. The car screeched as her side mirror clipped the vehicle behind he and broke, but somehow, she managed to squeeze through the narrow space left on the road. Tires screeched as she sped away.“I did it!” She shouted, but her relief was short-lived when she glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the men running back to their cars, with one speeding after her. “They’re chasing me again!”“Keep driving,” Kris instructed. “You’re close to where I live now. Zeke will share our location with you. Head toward us.”Alden’s voice came through, his calmness somehow cutting through the tension. “Do what Kris says, Luisa. I’m on my way too.”Luisa’s hands trembled on the steering wheel, but she pressed harder on the gas. The headlights of the car behind her filled the mirrors, growing closer by the second. Her body jolted as the car behind rammed into h
SEVEN YEARS LATERThe warm, salty air of Jamaica greeted Tessa as she stepped off the plane, her heels clicking softly against the tiled floor of the airport.She adjusted her sunglasses and smoothed down her sleek blazer. On the outside, her aura exuded confidence, but on the inside, her nerves were all over the place.She'd come to Jamaica for her best friend Maya's destination wedding, so she was supposed to feel nothing but excitement, right?Of course, she was happy for her best friend, but there was nothing remotely exciting about having to spend a whole week with him in the same house.Tessa balled her hands into fists. Seven years later, and the thought of him—or the sight of his face—never failed to fray her nerves.If it were up to her, she would never have to deal with him again, but of course, it was just her luck that out of all the people Maya could've fallen in love with and decided to marry, she'd settled on Jace, Gendry's best friend.Yes. Gendry Graham.And since Gen
Inside her room, Tessa was pacing anxiously. It was already past seven, and Gendry hadn't come yet to pick her up.By 8 PM, Tessa stopped pacing. Gendry was supposed to have picked her up an hour ago, so why wasn’t he here yet? Maybe he was running late for some reason.She immediately grabbed her phone from the dining table and dialed Gendry's number. It rang for a few seconds before the loud beep indicated that he’d hung up on her.Tessa swallowed the lump in her throat, her excitement fading. The blue dress that had made her feel special now felt like it was mocking her.At 8:30 PM, her bedroom door finally opened. Tessa shot to her feet, hope welling inside her. Surely, Gendry had finally arrived, and her mother was here to take her downstairs.However, it wasn’t only her mother who entered the room. She was followed by her father and brother.“It’s obvious that the bastard isn’t going to come,” Alex said, as if it wasn’t already clear enough.Tears stung Tessa’s eyes. Her brother
Tessa Miller stood in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection. Her usually straight hair was curled at the ends, framing her face in a way that made her feel quite pretty. She smoothed the soft fabric of her light blue prom dress for the hundredth time, feeling both excited and nervous. "Relax, Tessa," Maya, her best friend, said. She was perched on the edge of the bed with a makeup brush in hand after doing Tessa's makeup. "You look perfect. Gendry Graham is going to lose his mind when he sees you." Tessa glanced at her best friend. Maya’s bold red dress and confident smile were the opposite of Tessa’s nervousness. "I just… I can’t believe he asked me," she admitted. She'd decided to skip prom altogether because no one had asked her to be their date. Most of the boys in school saw her as a boring, nerdy girl, while the others didn't want to get close to her because of her overprotective brother, Alexander. But two days ago, Gendry, the only boy Tessa had had a crush
Dear readers, Oh wow, it has been quite a while, haha. I want to thank everyone once again for getting this far. If you read to the end, then I appreciate you so much. I said I would update you guys on my next story, and so here I am. The next story is going to center around Tessa! Here's a little plot. **** PLOT Tessa Miller doesn't like holding a grudge. Except when it comes to Gendry Graham. How can she not hold a grudge against him after he asked her to be his date on prom, only for her to find out it was all a cruel joke meant to humiliate her? Years later, Tessa still wants nothing to do with Gendry. But fate has other plans. As the maid of honor at their mutual friends’ destination wedding, she finds herself stuck with Gendry, who just happens to be the best man. Worse, their meddling friends are determined to play matchmaker, pairing them up at every opportunity for wedding preparation responsibilities. But what's worse than being constantly paired with the man you ha
“What’s wrong with my wife, doctor? Is she okay?” Kris questioned at the hospital after the doctor was done examining Thalassa. The doctor offered a reassuring smile. “Mr. Miller, please calm down. Your wife is perfectly fine.” Kris’s heart slowed just a little. “Then why did she faint?” Thalassa was sitting up on the hospital bed. Her brow furrowed, and her lips pressed into a thin line. “Doctor, it’s probably menopause,” she said matter-of-factly. “I haven’t had my period in two months. I know it happens earlier for some women.” She wasn't exactly pleased that she was having her menopause at 40 years old, but she had been expecting it. The doctor shook his head gently, a knowing smile on his face. “Mrs. Miller, it’s not menopause, I assure you.” That didn't help to assuage Kris's worry. “Then…what is it?” The doctor looked between them, savoring the moment before delivering the news. “Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Miller. You’re three months pregnant.” For a long second, sile
THIRTEEN YEARS LATERIt was the thirteenth anniversary of Kris and Thalassa’s remarriage, and as had become their tradition, it was a time for celebration with loved ones.The familiar hum of laughter and clinking silverware filled the air, creating a cozy, joyful atmosphere.At the adults’ table, Thalassa sat with her chin resting on her hand, her smile gentle as her gaze lingered on the people who had become their family. Alden and Luisa were seated across from her.Their three children—Andrew, the 12-year-old charmer; Matthew, the mischievous 9-year-old; and Emma, their 5-year-old firecracker—were occupying their seats at the kids’ table.Beside Alden and Luisa were Zeke and Millie, who had flown in from New York with their boisterous 10-year-old triplets, Max, Mia, and Miles.Alex and Tessa were sitting at the adults' table. No longer children, they'd blossomed into young adults. Alex had grown into a tall, broad-shouldered, and cool-headed teenager, much like his father. While Te
The car pulled into a luxurious beachfront resort, its white walls gleaming against the backdrop of the turquoise ocean.Thalassa blinked, the gentle sound of waves lapping against the shore stirring something deep in her memory.They were in Cabo San Lucas.The moment it clicked in her mind, her breath hitched. She glanced out at the golden sands stretching endlessly before her, the rugged cliffs towering in the distance, and the sparkling waters that seemed to stretch into infinity. This wasn’t just any place.It was the place she'd thought she and Kris would be going for their first honeymoon while getting married five years ago. But of course, right after their wedding, Kris had cancelled their honeymoon.Her chest tightened as a surge of emotions threatened to overwhelm her. She turned to Kris, her voice barely above a whisper. “You remembered.”Kris’s lips curved into a soft smile as he reached for her hand, brushing his thumb over her knuckles.“Of course I remembered,” he said
After his aunt disappeared from sight, Kris made his way back to Thalassa on the dance floor. She stood there, her eyes soft and grateful, watching him approach. Her expression said everything—how much his unwavering defense against Cynthia meant to her. When he reached her, she tilted her head and whispered, "Thank you."Kris cupped her cheek, brushing his thumb against her skin. “You don’t have to thank me, love,” he murmured.Straightening, Kris raised his voice to the room, announcing, “Alright, everyone! Let’s get back to celebrating!” The guests cheered, and almost immediately, the jovial atmosphere returned, laughter and clinking glasses echoing in the air.As the music played on, Kris slid his arms around Thalassa’s waist, pulling her close. Before she could react, he dipped his head, nuzzling her neck with deliberate passion. The soft tickle of his lips against her skin sent a shiver down her spine, and she let out a surprised laugh.“Kris,” she whispered, her laughter bub
Kris’s fingers trembled slightly as he slid the delicate band onto Thalassa's finger, his gaze locked onto hers.Her lips quivered, tears glistening in her eyes, and when she looked down at her hand adorned with his promise, she sniffled and quipped through her tears,“Now how am I supposed to top that vow?”A ripple of laughter echoed through the guests, softening the intensity of the moment. Kris chuckled along with them, his own eyes wet as he mouthed, I love you.Zeke stepped forward with the second ring, offering it to Thalassa with a small nod of encouragement. She took a deep breath, steadying her emotions as she began her vows.“Kris,” she started, her voice trembling but firm. “We’ve been through more than a lot of couples ever have since we fell in love. We've experienced more heartaches than a lot of couples have. We've cried more tears than a lot of couples have. But we’ve also survived more than most couples could ever dream of surviving. Despite everything, every obstacl