Aria paced around my room, her eyes darting left and right. It was if she had succumbed to mania upon hearing Bruce on the other end, a voice she had never had the misfortune of hearing until then. “I’ll decide on the location,” Bruce said finally, and I could hear the delight in his gravelly voice
She slapped the imaginary dust off of her hands and grunted. “Maybe. But at least I can’t salvage them now.” “Right-” I started to say right as the doorbell went off, startling us both. We exchanged glances before Aria decided to answer, shoving aside the shoes that we’d lazily kicked off at the d
Bruce was no stranger to the law. Breaking it was his favorite hobby. I could still recall the moment he walked through the door of my father’s home, a permanent smirk etched onto his face along with that practiced swagger. From the moment he locked eyes with me, I knew he’d found his next punching
Just as the conversation was taking an unsettling turn, there was a knock at the door. Bruce tilted his head toward the door and lifted his eyebrows, a silent offering for me to watch him in action. I sat still as he walked toward the door and peered through the peep hole. “Who is it?” he asked obn
There was an unpleasant atmosphere in the firm. The orchestra of clicking keyboards and humming printers did little to distract me from the watchful eyes that lurked all around. I hadn’t had a moment of peace since my name came to be associated with Timothy’s. I sat at my desk, poring over a stack
their agreement, I could understand why Jasper was so stumped. “It says here that Mr. Downs at least owned the trademark for the logo. Do you know when or if it was renewed?” I asked Jasper. He shrugged, pencil tucked between his teeth as he rocked back in his chair. “It expired just a month ago,
As I drove home from the law firm, my mind swirled with conflicting emotions. The day had been a whirlwind, from assisting Jasper with his work to the impending confrontation with Bruce. The weight of it all was starting to take a toll on me, and doubt gnawed at the edges of my resolve. The sun di
TIMOTHY POV Timothy couldn't shake the weight of his conversation with Josh from his mind as he walked into the hockey arena. The revelation that Bruce had been blackmailing him had shaken him to the core, and it was a burden he couldn't carry alone. But as he laced up his skates and prepared for a
"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