Becca.I refused to be pressurized.“Well, let us be grateful that I am not every girl. Can we?” I declared obnoxiously and I could see my friend was not satisfied with my answer. She gave a snort of her pointy nose. “But your kids are crazy about him, what are you gonna do about that?” Pointedly, she went straight to one of the topics disturbing my mind these days.“I will admit my kids seem to like the man, fair enough, and I can’t deny he seems to find them interesting too, but I am sure it is just about that old adage, opposite poles attracting the other. My kids had never been exposed to a man like him before and they are intrigued. It is nothing special, they will get over it once they start making friends of their age.” Casually, I made her realise it was nothing to capitalize on.“If you believe that anyways, but I still feel they look so much alike.” My friend maintained and I was almost feeling irritated.“Of course they may look alike, it is possible. It is usually like th
Becca. ‘You’re nothing I can’t handle.’ I passed across with a glare. “Of course. It is obvious you are a strong woman.” He answered softly and my eyes went to him in a swift glance. I was so confident he was mocking me but all I saw in his face was nothing but seriousness. As if he was merely stating a fact. “Is that a compliment, Mr. Fernandez?” I found myself asking sarcastically and the man almost scorched me with the power of his eyes. “Only if you wish to take it as one.” He replied nonchalantly and I almost pulled out my tongue. Almost, but for the fact that I know my kids are watching, I pulled hard on my restraint. “Then I should thank you, should I?” Although I said this in a sugar coated tone, I was sure he could detect the animosity underneath it. But he was not the only one. I felt my friend’s surprise even before she inhaled deeply in that fashion that showed she was not impressed with my attitude. I turned my head slightly to the side to glare at her. “Have som
Becca. I waited for the wailing and tears I knew was coming but it never came. I peeked at their faces only to see my kids exchanging a proud smile. “It is funny you don’t know Mum.” My son said with a pitying smile and I wondered what I was missing here. “Know exactly what, son?” But it was obvious even to me that I really did not wish to know the answer. “That next Friday is a school holiday. There won’t be any school so we are free to go.” My daughter cried excitedly and the sounds felt strange to my ears. “Next Friday is a school holiday?” I found myself repeating softly and my kids nodded with a booming smile on their faces. “Yes Mum and now you can't stop us from going.” My son declared firmly, making it obvious they knew my games all these while. “It seems kids these days are wiser than we give them credit for.” That annoying man murmured softly and my disloyal friend chuckled in agreement. I included both of them in a fierce glare. Deciding it was best to accept the p
Christos.Adjoining to the other room thirty minutes later, it was obvious no one could really say what they had had for dinner.The back and forth words had been so intense, nobody was paying much attention to food. Of course the waves of animosity coming from my host had not helped and everyone seemed to be aware of it.Not that I can really call her the host, from all evidence, she had not even known I was coming. Which means the kids had played a smart one on her. On both of us as a matter of fact.I had been so surprised by their call and invite to dinner that I immediately accepted after realising within a minute of hearing their voices that my wolf and I had indeed missed having them around. In fact, after weeks of having them around in my office daily, it had taken a lot of control and objectivity to get used to their absence again.So yea, getting a call from them this morning about coming to dinner had left me feeling so overwhelmed, it never occurred to me to ask about the
ChristosFinding that telling action to be totally annoying without knowing exactly why, I changed the plan. Instead of trying to talk to her as I had earlier planned, I took hold of her shoulders and with a body twist, I had her almost bending backward as I crushed my lips on hers.Without giving her the chance to do much but utter a few protests, I sucked on her lips like a man in the desert would suck on a fruity juice and when she moaned deeply like a cat, I allowed my mouth to swallow the sound.Knowing her kids and her friend were somewhere close by, I knew I had to put a tight rein on my desires, but I still could not help it, I just had to have a taste of her.Luckily for me, I knew she was not having a bra under that skinny top of hers. The thought of which had been driving me crazy all evening while sitting across the table from her. Now, I can only appreciate what she did, it makes the job easier.Without ceremony, I flipped the top to her chest and her golden boobs were gl
BeccaIt’s a shame that at that moment, I found it hard to look away. I felt the power of his eyes pulling me to take a good look at him and for the life of me, I could not resist even when I wanted with all my might to give a dismissive glance that was disdainful.“So he was a Hero in Canada then?” I heard from far away the voice of my son asking quietly of the man and without taking his eyes off me, he gave a terse nod of his head.“Yes, that soldier right there is a Hero. A Canadian hero that’s celebrated yearly by the people of Alberta.” He supplied the answer still with that hot gaze flaring passionately at me.I felt drenched in ice and fire simultaneously as I returned his look with one of my own.“Hmmm, I wish he is still alive so I can meet him. I love Heroes and I wish to meet one in my lifetime.” My daughter said pensively, and the man spared her a brief smile of understanding before returning his gaze hotly to mine.“I will not be worried on that front, girl. There are mor
Becca.On the face of my daughter were emotional silent tears that is slowly rolling down and I saw my usually controlled son carefully wiping away his own tears too.‘Oh Christos Fernandez, what have you done to us? We really don’t need this understanding and kindness from you.’ It’s dangerous. I thought to myself shakily.“I love you, Eric, thanks for being my brother and my hero.” My daughter rushed to embrace her brother emotionally and I finally could not stop that tears as I watched my children embrace each other warmly in comfort.Knowing there is no way I can stop the dam, I moved a few steps away to stare blankly at the wall as the tears poured rapidly down my face.I felt the silent figure behind me even before he said a word.“A hero is a woman who will do anything to love and protect her kids, but a much better hero is a responsible, loyal man who will love and cherish his woman and their kids. And above all, protect and possess his woman in every sense of the word.” He en
Christos How the hell did she come here telling me what she can or cannot do? Is that what I paid her for? To be selective of jobs? Does she even know how big that project is for our company? It is a plus to our company that we got the contract to construct and design the new Amigos headquarters. Or maybe she knows and she does not care. After all, as a professional, she should have a pretty guess of what the contract will cost. Which means there is only one reason she is doing this. Knowing that I am hot for her, this silly witch has gotten it into her head to take advantage of my lust and act as if she is more important than she is around here. What the hell does she think of me? That I am the type that allows an about–to–be-mistress do as she likes? She must be a fool to believe such then. Not even my doting precious mother is allowed to mess with my business. Will I be where I am now if I am that daft? Well, time to let her know. Moving back to take my seat behind my desk,