Zeke paced back and forth in the study, wanting to bash his head against the wall for being so stupid. This was all his fucking fault.If only he had told Millie the truth that he didn’t regret their night together, at least not in the way she’d probably thought—maybe she would still be here. Instead, he’d let her believe he wished it never happened. She must think he was the biggest jerk alive.With a frustrated sigh, he dialed the number of his head of security.“When did Millie leave?” He barked, his voice harsh.There was a pause before the security guard responded, “About three hours ago, sir.”Zeke’s grip on the phone tightened, realizing that she’d left shortly after he went to the office.“Why the fuck didn’t you call me? Or at least try to stop her?”“Sir, you never gave instructions to restrict her movement. And you asked us to report anything unusual, but…I didn’t think her leaving the house was part of it, especially since she didn’t bring any luggage. She just left.”Zek
Luisa's question hung in the air for a bit before Zeke answered. "Look, Luisa, it's... it's not what you're thinking but I can't explain everything right now."Luisa huffed. "You can't just drop something like that on us and refuse to explain, Zeke. Millie's been staying at your place? What else am I supposed to think?”"I know it's confusing. I promise I'll explain later," Zeke replied, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Right now, I just need to find her. If she contacts either of you, please let me know immediately."When he ended the call, Zeke glanced up to see Kris staring at him, body rigid and expression hard. The judgment was clear in his eyes."What?" Zeke snapped, scowling.Kris shook. "I'm just surprised at your hypocrisy. Why would you act like you were simping for Thalassa's love when you had something going on with Millie?”Zeke's fists clenched, anger bubbling up inside him. "It's not what you think. Millie only came to stay with me because I found out her boyfriend—no,
Francis threw his head back in ecstasy as the chick kneeling down in front of him deep throated his cock like it was her fucking dinner.“Yes, just like.” He shoved his fingers into her hair, forcing her head still as he pounded her throat until tears came into her eyes. She tapped his thighs as she struggled for breath, but he didn't let go, riding it out until he erupted into her throat.Once his pleasure was done, he pulled his cock out of her mouth. The bitch gagged, then coughed and heaved before glaring back at him.“What is wrong with you? Did you have to be such a brute?” “Oh, shut up. Don't complain like you didn't like it. You took it like a fucking porn star.”“This is the last time I'm letting you do this to me here." The bitch spat as she got up to her feet.Francis rolled his eyes. “You always say that, but I will get you on your knees every time I want. And you know perfectly well WHY you can't refuse."Fear flashed in the bitch's eyes, pleasing Francis immensely. “N
Kris tensed, glancing between Zeke and the gunman's finger which was still on the trigger. Zeke's fists were clenched, and his breathing was harsh, his entire body coiled with tension. His eyes met Kris's for a split second, and a silent exchange passed between them.Kris slowly raised his hands and stepped forward, a calm expression on his face. "Alright, take it easy, tiger," he said to the gunman, his voice calm and measured. "We're not looking to start trouble. We just came for some answers. And I assure you, you don't want to pull that trigger.”The gunman snorted, keeping his weapon trained on them. "You rich boys think money makes you untouchable, don't you? Makes you think you're invincible, but you're wrong.”Zeke's eyes narrowed. "Try pulling that trigger, and you'll regret it."The man gave a dark chuckle. "And how will I regret it, huh? I could shoot you both right now, hide your bodies, and discard you in the night, and no one would ever know."From the floor, Francis en
Kris shook his head, a thoughtful crease forming between his eyebrows. “No,” he said. “I don’t think she’s left the city. Millie wouldn’t just leave her work without officially informing me. She’s responsible that way. I’m certain she’s still in Baltimore.”Zeke’s eyes narrowed in thought. Kris’s words had sparked some hope inside him. “Let’s start checking hotels and apartment complexes.” Kris suggested, glancing at Zeke. “I can have my contacts look up records of apartment complexes. And you can have yours check hotel records.”Zeke nodded determinedly as he started the car. “Yes, let's do that.”Inside the bar, Francis staggered out of the washroom with Paco, who was clutching his bruised head.“Fuck, I think he cracked my skull with the gun.” Paco groaned. “We have to make them pay.”Francis gritted his teeth. He didn't care about Kris Miller's involvement. All he cared about was getting back at Zeke Mathews.The man might be powerful with his house surrounded by guards, but Fra
“Zeke?” Millie breathed.“Millie…” Zeke replied, just as softly, his voice thick with something she couldn’t quite place. They stood frozen for a moment, simply looking at each other. Millie took in the sight of his disheveled hair, the way it fell over his forehead in messy waves, as if he’d been running his hands through it over and over. Normally, she’d have laughed at the look; it was so unlike the polished, composed man she knew. But now, the mere sight of him sent a heavy ache settling deep into her chest.Bypassing her, Zeke stepped inside, letting the door fall closed behind him. His eyes searched hers, intense. “How could you do this to me, Millie?” He questioned, his voice cracking slightly. “Do you have any idea the kind of hell I went through when I got home and realized you were gone? Why did you leave?”Millie swallowed, the weight of his words settling over her like a storm. Still, she tried to keep her expression neutral as she responded.“I stated my reason in the
After several seconds of just standing in dumbfounded silence, Millie took a shaky breath, stepping back. “Zeke, you can't just say something like that.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, but her eyes held a mixture of caution and disbelief.“Why not?” he asked, closing the gap she’d put between them. “It's the truth.”Millie shook her head. “Because you’re only saying this because you feel guilty.” Her voice cracked as she forced herself to continue. “You feel bad about what happened, Zeke, and…you think this is what I want to hear.”“Millie,” he began, his voice softening, “I won’t lie. I did feel guilty. But not because of what we shared that night. I didn’t regret it, not the way I made it sound. The guilt was… it was about me. I felt ashamed because, after waking up, I realized how much I wanted that night—how much I wanted you. And you didn't deserve that, especially after I'd gone after another woman just a few hours before.”Looking away, Millie clenched her jaw. His word
The kiss was intense, filled with a hunger and conviction that left Millie breathless. His hands gripped her tightly, as though he was afraid she’d slip away.When he finally pulled back, he held her face in his hands, his voice a low, fervent whisper. “Does that kiss feel like it was born out of guilt?”Before Millie could answer, his mouth found her neck, leaving a trail of kisses that sent shivers down her spine. His hand slid down her back, pulling her close. “Do my caresses feel like they come from guilt?” He whispered, his breath warm against her skin. A moan spilled from her mouth.Zeke's fingers traced her sides. Grabbing her hand, he brought it between them and placed her palm over the unmistakable heat of his desire. Millie almost gasped because of how big and hard his dick felt in her hand through the fabric of his trousers.“And what about this?” He questioned, his voice thick and raspy.Millie shrugged. “You could’ve taken Viagra.”Zeke froze, pulling back to stare at
My dear supercalifragilisticexpialidocious readers, I won't ever get tired of expressing my gratitude for all the support you guys have given to this book. I know the way I write isn't always similar to the most popular books on the app, but I'm so glad you guys love it nevertheless. This is my most successful book yet, and it's all thanks to you guys. Love you so very much. Now, for those interested in what I plan to write the next, we're done with these characters. The next book will be about completely different characters. It's so hard to let these characters go, but we need a fresh start. No, wait. I was only joking. Don't bite my head off! Haha. (Really wish this app allows emojis so I can show you how I'm grinning like an idiot, lol) I don't intend to desert Alex like some of you fear. The next story will be about him and his lovestory. Will he ever get over the betrayal and allow himself to love and trust again? After some discussions with my editor, we came to the agreeme
Tessa stood frozen for several seconds before her hands flew to her mouth in shock. “Oh my God…” she whispered. She didn't even have to ask if he was sure because she could tell he was. Guilt clawed at her chest. Alex had told her before how most of the women who came onto him were only after his wealth which was also part of the reason he'd always been so careful about dating. And now it seemed he had been proven right. Tessa felt like it was her fault because she was the one who had set Alex on that blind date with Hillary. “Alex,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry. I had no idea she was that kind of woman.” He shook his head. “It’s okay,” he said, his voice calmer, his expression blank. “You were just trying to look out for me. But don’t do it again, Tessa.” There was no anger in his tone toward her, but she could sense the bitterness. Tessa swallowed hard, guilt still pressing down on her. She watched as Alex turned toward one of the cabinets, moving like he already knew exactl
After breakfast, the whole family moved to the shores to enjoy the beach. the whole family moved to the beach where a variety of games and fun had been set up.Tessa took a deep breath, feeling at peace.But peace never really lasted long when when her mischievous twins were around.The four-year-olds were balls of energy, running up and down the sandy shore, splashing water at people, and playfully disturbing anyone who looked too relaxed.“Girls!” Tessa called after them as they ran past, giggling. “Don’t bother grandpa Zeke!”Too late.Zeke had been lying on a lounger, sunglasses on, probably dozing off, until a handful of sand landed on his chest.His head snapped up. “Hey!”The twins burst into laughter and ran away before he could catch them.Gendry, sitting next to Tessa, shook his head. “Your daughters indeed.”Tessa turned to him with a dry look. “Excuse me?”“The mischief? That’s all you. I'm sure that's exactly how you were at their age.”She huffed, crossing her arms. “And
FIVE YEARS LATERThe morning sun peeked through the white curtains, casting golden light across the bedroom. Tessa stirred, instantly feeling the warmth pressed against her back, a familiar arm draped over her waist. A smile crept onto her lips as she blinked sleepily.She didn't have to turn around to know Gendry was awake. His slow, steady breaths against the nape of her neck gave him away.A soft kiss landed on her bare shoulder."Happy anniversary, Mrs. Graham," he murmured, his voice husky from sleep.Tessa hummed, pressing back against him. "Happy anniversary, Mr. Graham."Gendry tightened his hold on her, rolling her onto her back so he could hover over her. The intense look in his dark eyes sent a familiar shiver down her spine."Last night wasn't enough," he whispered, running his fingers down her side. "I need more."Tessa let out a soft laugh. "Didn't we exhaust ourselves already?"His lips brushed against her neck. "Not even close."They made love again, slow and deep, as
Tessa’s heart thudded as her father stared at Gendry, his brows furrowing deeper by the second. "Of course I figured that out already." her father finally scoffed, shaking his head. "It's just... Tessa is two months pregnant. Two months. I—" He blinked rapidly as the realization dawned. "Unless..." Tessa took pity on him. She sighed and decided to just put him out of his confusion. "Dad," she said carefully, "there was… something between Gendry and me. When we were in Jamaica." Her father's frown only deepened. "I don’t understand. Since we left Jamaica, I haven’t seen you two together until yesterday. How could there be something between you when–” Beside him, Thalassa let out a small chuckle and placed a hand on his chest. "Leave them alone, Kris," she said, eyes twinkling with amusement. Kris turned to her, narrowing his eyes. "You don’t seem surprised." Thalassa shrugged. Kris’s jaw dropped. "Lassa. You knew?" She gave him an innocent look. "I had my suspicions." "And yo
All eyes turned towards Tessa and Gendry as they entered. In the living room were her parents, Alex, Rita, Maya, Jace, Aunt Luisa, Uncle Alden, and their youngest 17 years old daughter, Tessa's cousin, Emma.The moment Rita spotted Gendry, she gasped. "Gendry!" she squealed, jumping up from her seat and rushing toward him.Gendry barely had time to react before Rita crashed into him. He let out a soft chuckle, crouching slightly to meet her height as he ran a hand through her hair.“Missed me that much, huh?” he teased, the corner of his lips lifting in amusement.Rita huffed and pulled back, immediately smoothing down her hair. “You're ruining my hair,” she grumbled, glaring up at him.“My bad,” Gendry said, his voice dripping with fake remorse. His amused gaze flicked toward the others, and laughter rippled through the room, even from Alex.Despite the lighthearted moment, Tessa caught the curious look in her father’s eyes. There were unspoken questions swimming in his gaze.“Good e
“Marry me, Tessa.”Tessa stared at him, her lips parting as she tried to process what he had just said. Her voice came out in a breathless whisper. “What?”Gendry didn’t hesitate. He looked straight into her eyes, his expression open and sure. “Marry me, Tessa.”She felt like her heart had stopped. Her mind raced, but no coherent thoughts came. “You—” She swallowed, utterly flustered.Gendry chuckled at her shock, rolling onto his side so that he was partially on top of her. His fingers traced lazy circles on her arm, his touch soothing.“Hear me out,” he murmured. “I know it sounds crazy. Maybe it is. But I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”Tessa’s breath hitched, her pulse drumming in her ears.“We just made things official, like, yesterday,” he admitted, his lips curving into a small, sheepish smile. “But it doesn’t feel new, does it? It feels like I’ve known you forever. We’ve been through so much. Hell, even we were against each other at some point. And yet, here we
“Don’t worry. You’re not the first couple to ask that, and you definitely won’t be the last.” The doctor said with a teasing note in her voice.She pulled out a disposable wipe and began wiping the gel from Tessa's belly. Tessa sighed in relief.“That should be all for today,” The doctor said warmly. “As I said, for the first few months, it would be best to be checked monthly, so please when you're ready, let me know when to schedule the next appointment.”She began rearranging the equipment. “Please wait outside for a few minutes. Your ultrasound pictures and the recording will be ready soon to take with you..” Gendry helped Tessa sit up and adjust her clothes before they stepped out. They waited in the reception area, their happiness and excitement tangible. Ten minutes later, a nurse handed over the envelope containing the picture and the USB. Gendry took it as if it was the most precious thing in the world. They made their way out of the hospital and back to Gendry's car. Aft
In the afternoon, when it was a couple of minutes to get an appointment, Gendry arrived a few minutes earlier than he promised to pick her up.Gendry leaned against the doorframe, looking relaxed yet effortlessly gorgeous in his button down shirt. His eyes swept over her in that way that always made her feel like the only woman in the world. "You're early," she teased, walking toward him. He beamed. “I'll always be early for you, princes.” Her heart did a little flip at that, but she rolled her eyes to keep her cool. "Such a smooth talker." He grinned and reached for her, pulling her close and covering her lips with his. When they finally broke the kiss, he took her hand. She let him take it without hesitation, their fingers interlocking. It felt so right.As they walked through the office, she felt the weight of dozens of eyes on them. Conversations momentarily halted, only to resume in hushed murmurs once they passed. She knew exactly why. One, no one had ever seen her h