"Oh!” I pressed my lips int a flat line, preparing myself for the disgusted reaction. However, she looked more intrigued than anything. “How can I help you, Miss Fitzgerald?" Scarlett extended a well-manicured hand toward me, and I hesitantly shook it. Her grip was firm, her palm cool against mine
Scarlett's gaze bore into mine, her eyes unwavering. "I know," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "But I also know that you, of all people, would understand why I can't let her win. Stella could ruin my life, just as she ruined yours." I felt a chill run down my spine at Scarlett's words. A t
TIMOTHY POV The ice was slick beneath Timothy's skates as he glided across the hockey rink. The sharp blades of his skates cut through the surface, sending sprays of ice crystals into the air. The arena was alive with the sounds of the game, the thud of sticks against pucks, the clatter of players
With that, Andy turned on his heel and walked away, leaving Timothy seething with frustration and resentment. The intermission was drawing to a close, and he knew he had to return to the ice, but the shadow of his brother's actions loomed over him. As he stepped back onto the rink, the cheers of t
I stepped into my apartment, the familiar scent of home and solitude wrapping around me like a comforting shroud. The day had been emotionally taxing, with the turmoil of my recent encounters with Scarlett still fresh in my mind. All I wanted was a moment of peace, a chance to collect my thoughts an
Stella's intrusion into my life had left a bitter taste in my mouth. Her revelations about Timothy's impending fatherhood had shaken me to the core, but I refused to let her manipulative games control my actions. As I sat in my apartment, grappling with the tumultuous emotions that her visit had sti
The tension in the room was palpable as I sat across from Scarlett, waiting for Stella to arrive. Scarlett had grown increasingly agitated as the minutes ticked by, her frustration mounting with each passing moment of Stella's delay. I could see the worry etched on her face, and I couldn't help but
TIMOTHY POV A week had passed since Timothy had reluctantly agreed to take the paternity test, and the anticipation had gnawed at his every waking moment. He had spent countless hours tossing and turning in his small, dimly lit apartment, dreading the outcome of that test. He had never imagined th
"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