Evie How am I supposed to focus when he just looked at me like I should be pitied? I am not going to accept his pity. Not now. Not ever. “I know that I can’t ever make up for what I did,” he says after a few minutes of silence, twirling a fancy fountain pen between his fingers. “But hopefully,
Evie I sit there dumbfounded as Timothy Hayes laid down the facts. He told me how he had all but been sidelined for the longest time. He had been wanting to break the contract for the longest time until one of the team members was out with a dislocated shoulder. And then another got sick from some
Evie I stand up quickly, pushing him away. “I’m your attorney, Timothy,” I snap angrily. “I could lose my job, which, by the way, is already hanging by a very thin thread.” “But,” he chuckles, “After this is all over, we can try again?” This time, the blow knocked the air from my lungs. “No,
Evie I was horrified. He had gotten himself a private investigator to find me. There was no other plausible reason for him to know where I was in the first place. “Answer the question, Mister Hayes,” I order, my tone becoming icy. He continues fumbling over his words. “I— I can explain.” Tha
Evie Blocks of texts began to merge into one another. After researching case after case about athletes and club related lawsuits for hours, my eyes had become red and strained. How could I help Timothy get more out of this case? From all the lawsuits I’d investigated, not one seemed to give the
Evie “Did you just throw her stuff in the trash?” asked Timothy, his tone laced with venom. His grip tightened on Jasper’s wrist and Evie could hear the bones shifting under his grip. Jasper gasped, his face growing an unflattering pink as he attempted to pull his arm away. “O-Of course not!”
Evie Jasper heaved a sigh of relief, but the boss was back in his face. “If you cost me my client, so help me...” He didn’t even finish the threat, instead miming that he would snap Jasper’s neck if he could. I avoided his eyes as he retreated into his office, locking the door behind him. If T
Stella crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her neck, her expression one of skepticism. With those heels on, Stella had about an inch of height over me that was slightly intimidating. When I was just a regular server to Stella, she hadn’t been this imposing. “Honestly, you don’t have to thre
"Plenty of space here,” he started. “I figured…we could easily convert this into a nursery someday." My heart skipped a beat at his words, the mere suggestion sending a wave of emotions crashing over me. A nursery—our nursery. The thought of starting a family with Timothy filled me with a sense of
As Timothy led me through the threshold, his hands cupping my eyes gently, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in my chest. This was it—the moment we had been waiting for. Our new beginning, our haven. Duke trotted alongside us, his tail wagging in anticipation. I could sense the air th
The flight back home felt like a whirlwind, the memories of our honeymoon paradise fading into the background as the reality of returning to our everyday lives set in. But as the plane touched down and we made our way through the bustling airport, a knot of anxiety tightened in my chest at the thoug
"Welcome, welcome!" she exclaimed, her voice as sweet as honey. "Would you like to try some of our local fruits?" We nodded eagerly, and she began slicing pieces of fruit with practiced ease, offering them to us on skewers. I reached for a slice of mango, its flesh ripe and juicy beneath my finger
As the plane descended toward the island, my heart fluttered with excitement. The anticipation bubbled within me as the tropical paradise came into view, its crystal-clear waters shimmering like liquid sapphires beneath the golden sun. We stepped off the plane into paradise, the air heavy with the
When it finally came time to, he entered me, and my teeth clenched as I stretched around his erection. I gasped as he began to move inside me, each thrust slow and deep. The pleasure intensified until at last I was teetering on the edge of oblivion. I clung to him desperately, my nails digging into
As the festivities of our wedding night drew to a close, Timothy and I found ourselves heading up to the honeymoon suite, drunk on love and excitement. The air crackled with anticipation as we stumbled through the door, our laughter echoing off the walls. The soft glow of candlelight cast ethereal
The lights dimmed and the room fell silent. On the large screen at the front of the room, images of Timothy and his mother, Lydia, began to flash by, accompanied by gentle music that tugged at the heartstrings. I watched as Timothy's tearful gaze locked onto the screen, his eyes filled with a mixt
As I stood at the altar, my heart pounding with nervous anticipation, I could feel the weight of the moment bearing down on me like a heavy cloak. But as Timothy approached, his eyes shining with love and adoration, the world around me seemed to fall away, leaving only the two of us in its wake. W