(Tara's POV)
“Tara!” Stella called my name as she squeezed my hand. She wiped the sweat on my forehead. She was standing near the headrest of the bed. When I craned my neck to see her face, her face was full of worries like she was the one who was giving birth and not me.
I chuckled in between the pain I was feeling. “Stella,” I said as I took a deep breath. “Thank you... for everything. Bree-”
She nodded, and despite the tears shimmering her eyes, she did not cry. “Yes, for Bree. You can do this, Tara. Think of Bree,” She said.
I nodded, feeling the contraction more often now. I heaved a deep sigh, listening intently to the doctor’s instructions, giving more pushes. Amid my pain, I closed my eyes, remembering Blake’s face and imagining he was the one holding my hand. I puffed a couple of quick short breaths, then I heard the doctor say, “O
(Tara's POV)I never thought love and hate could still ignite a fire. He was burning with desire as he kissed me again, exploring my mouth with his tongue, and when he left my lips, he kissed the hollow of my neck down to my shoulders, nibbling and tasting my skin. When I tried to raise my hand to touch me, he hissed.“Don’t you dare touch me, Tara,” He growled like he was going to bite if I insisted on holding or touching him.My hands trembling and my heart thumping hard, I held on to the edge of his table and closed my eyes tight when he unclasped my bra but ripped my undies. I gasped as his hand started moving down to my core, and his fingers started brushing my pearl. It sent me tons of tingling sensations that I haven’t been felt for a long time. I bit my bottom lip, trying to stop myself from moaning. But as his nose glided down my breasts, I could not resist moaning with ple
(Tara's POV)I ignored the cold, or maybe I was not feeling anything anymore. I guess Ben just wanted to respect my silence that he did not dare ask me. Even when we were in the car, he did not talk until he saw the mark on my wrist.“Tara, Bree’s like a daughter to me, and I don’t care shouldering the cost for her treatment.” He gritted his teeth. “No one has the right to hurt you.”I swallowed hard and looked outside the window.“I didn’t want to oblige you, Ben. You’ve been there for me, for us and I don’t want to rely on you when it comes to her,” I said.“You and Stella are giving me a heart attack,” He shook his head.I smirked. “It’s your fault marrying two stars, Ben.” I joked.“I don’t care marrying one hundred stars in the sky, Tara,” He glanced at me and when ou
(Blake's POV)I wonder what will happen today. I could not foresee the future, but something always happens every time the clouds loomed like this in the sky. I didn’t know how long I have been standing here, watching the perfect blue sky being covered by large clusters of clouds. Samantha went inside my office but just like the other days, she would just come inside to bring me some documents. I knew how much she wanted to ask what happened but after seeing my messy office, after finding me drunk in my room, she could have probably guessed it did not go well.It has been a week since I saw Tara but I could still not get over the pain I inflicted on her. My heart jumped with joy when I saw her in the elevator, but I didn’t know what came over me when I saw her wedding ring. I got too mad at her, at myself that I had to punish her. I would still cry at night whenever I remember her face.God, Tara is
(Blake's POV)No breathing exercise could relax my heart at the moment. This was more overwhelming than news of million-dollar losses in business because of economic reasons. Samantha was right, we could probably have a heart attack first if we would not know what to do with Bree. It took a while before she stopped crying. I had taken care of Sean since he was a baby but when it comes to Bree, it was different. I could not even figure out the difference but I guess it was our relation, or maybe it was Tara’s eyes that I see every time she meets my eyes or a reflection of my face when she looks at me. I had to step out of my office for a while to call the number of the doctor written in the medical documents. Dr. Cunha seemed not surprised to hear me asking about her. She sounded cheerful as she said she was glad Bree and I finally meet, and she explained to me in detail that I had nothing to worry about he
(Blake's POV)If looks could kill, I would be dead by now, killed by the three pairs of eyes and buried by their sneers. Samantha could not really make her mouth shut, sharing everything to the two that when Matthew and Eric found out about Bree’s condition, they did not stop looking at me with great dismay and disappointment as if I did a felony. I had to bring Bree inside the penthouse, hoping she would stop crying and calling Tara, but still, it took a long time for me to pacify her.My arms were already stiffed from carrying Bree, so I had to sit down on the couch and gently put her down.“Will you please stop it!” I gritted my teeth, angry at their constant glancing and sneering. Matthew shook his head that I almost took the donut from his hand, wanting to tell him he has no right to eat in my place when I was still mad at him. Eric was standing beside him, forehead furrowing and he
(Blake's POV)I leaned on the door frame and watched Samantha and Bree from the ajar door. When I checked the time, it was already nine in the evening, and it was past her working time, but today she volunteered to stay a bit longer to put Bree to bed before going home.They had just come out from the bathroom, and a white bath towel covered her tiny body. I could not help but smile as I imagined how she loved the bathtub, and I promised to buy a lot of bath and squeaky toys for her to play with while she takes a bath. I had taken care of Sean, but I could not imagine myself bathing her or taking care of her. She seemed delicate and soft, and I was afraid I might hurt her tiny body.They were laughing when they came out of the bathroom. Samantha put her on top of the bed, and she opened her suitcase to look for her nightwear, but Bree picked up a blue T-shirt, and from the look of it, it’s not even hers.
(Blake's POV)My heart stopped beating for a second when I saw an empty bed, and then my heartbeat burst and raced as I dashed to her bedroom. I was like an insane person taking the pillow, taking the blanket out of bed, thinking she might be hiding in there, and I had to crouch down and look under the bed.She could be in the bathroom, but my chest ached when I pushed the door open and found it empty as well. Grabbing a few strands of my hair, I paced around her room before opening the cabinet, but only her suitcase was inside. I put my hand at the back of my neck, massaging my nape as I felt the anxiety and the stress rising. I felt like having a heart attack tonight because of her.The phone rang, and when I saw the caller, I answered it right away. “Later, mom. I’ll call you later.” I said, not giving her a chance to speak. She just said okay, and then our call ended.Tara will skin
(Blake's POV)My mind was struggling to decide which was most challenging if it was about closing the deal with the ambassador, thinking that Matthew was the one babysitting Bree or was it about Tara coming and living with me for a month. Samantha teased me that I had to press my business mode button to concentrate on the negotiation, and if I couldn’t, I should have to leave it to the managers to close the deal. I had to brush off other things in my mind because this deal was important to me. After a few hours of spending time presenting, negotiating, we have finally closed the deal.She had to call our driver today because she knew none of us would be able to handle the stress ahead, which she joked was more stressful than closing the most challenging business deal I had. I hate to think I agreed with her.“Matthew,” Samantha said in a chirpy voice, giving me the wir