Joan was staring blankly at her phone, feeling nothing but pain in her chest. There was nothing. Not a single message from Cole.
'How is it possible?' She asked herself. 'Could Cole have just played me?'
In as much as she wanted to believe that he liked her, where was he now? Why hasn't she come to see her? These questions kept running through her mind.
Earlier, during Christopher's visit, he kissed her on the cheek and nearly stole one from her lips. Unfortunately, she felt nothing, and she evaded his advances.
Joan told Christopher that she wanted to think about her feelings for him. She admitted to being confused, but she did not reveal the specifics of what made her baffled.
Maintaining her gaze at her phone, she touched her lips again while closing her eyes, and all she could see was Cole. She hid under the blanket of her hospital bed just thinking about his kiss.
A tear fell down her cheek, thinking how could Co
Alexander Belle pondered on whether to help his daughter but seeing her so devastated over the past few days, it gave him an answer.Days after Joan's accident, Cole came looking for Joan in the mansion. Everything about her hospitalization was kept a secret, and it was his wife's doing. Even Lina, Joan's best friend was not made aware.According to the maids, Jessica Belle had a talk with Cole, but as to what they talked about, Alexander knew nothing of.It was clear to him that his wife did not want Cole to find their daughter. Jessica Belle wanted Joan to be with Christopher and they did not want any hindrance to this opportunity, especially now that Christopher had expressed his love for Joan.When he noticed how Joan had not returned to her usual self, locking herself in the room, he knew, she had fallen for Cole. That was the only reason for her sadness.All the more, after their driver confirmed that Joan went o
Two weeks ago. Three days after Joan's accident.Cole came by the Belles' estate. After looking for Joan at her condominium, he decided to visit the Belles' mansion instead.The security and some staff at the condominium building were changed to new ones all of a sudden, and all they could tell Cole was that Joan had not returned for three days.Joan did not answer any of his texts and calls. He was worried sick. He assumed Joan might have chosen to be with Christopher, but he wondered it if was right to leave things just like that. After all, they kissed, and it was a really - really hot and long one.He needed an answer, a proper explanation for leaving him hanging just like that. He earnestly thought he and Joan have established trust and friendship for each other, maybe even more. At least, Cole based it on the way Joan responded to his kisses days back.At first, he wasn't allowed to enter the gates for some reaso
Back to the present.It had been two days since Joan arrived in Paris, but she hasn't met Cole yet.Unfortunately, the Pullman Paris Tour Eiffel fully booked and she could not get into the same hotel where Cole was staying. Worse, when she revealed she knew that Cole Adams was staying at the same property, the management of the Pullman thought she was a stalker.Instead, Joan Belle checked in at the hotel close to the Pullman.The next day after her arrival, she went straight to the company that had hired Cole for the modeling job. It was the Holiday Boileau, one of the famous clothing lines for men in France.Her father was only able to secure the details of which company Cole was temporarily working for. She needed to do the legwork.Sadly, due to privacy reasons, the company's reception did not give Cole's number. They merely took down her name and promised to give it to Cole Adams.Of course, sh
"Joan Belle," Monica muttered. She scoffed and added, "This was the same woman he said, he would get over, and now, with just by the mention of her name, he rushed outside without thinking twice."She sat in the lobby, waiting for Cole's return. The next thing she heard was Cole, asking for a set of towels."Can I have towels, please!" Cole said, calling from outside the entrance of the hotel.It took a few minutes for a hotel staff to come running back with several towels. Cole did not mind himself and just took off Joan's coat. He immediately wrapped her with one towel before guiding her to a leather seat inside the hotel lobby.Only then did Joan realize how extremely cold she already was, especially after feeling the air-conditioning around the hotel.Her lips were trembling, and she had her hands rubbing against her arms.Cole sat on one knee to level with Joan and as he patted against her clothes with another to
Cole's eyes narrowed, massaging his hand against his jaws. He wasn't sure how to react to Joan's words.In fact, he had been walking in circles for a minute, feeling his heart race. He anticipated something to happen -something that was to his satisfaction.'Was she suggesting she'd stay with me more often?' He asked himself, taking his time to wear his clothes.Eager to know the answer, he put on a white cotton shirt and his pajamas and finally walking out to the living room of his hotel suite.Joan was sitting calmly on the sofa. Upon Cole's arrival, she turned to him and watched as he took the seat next to her.Cole cleared his throat and was about to speak when all of a sudden, he received a slap on his face!"Why did you leave just like that? You did not even come to see me?! Did you know that I was in the hospital, in a coma for a week? And you never even bothered to see me?" She said outright, her e
Joan felt her heart drumming against her ribcage. She was about to give up her first, and she was incredibly anxious about it.She gasped again and again as Cole Adams, the man who she assumed was a playboy, was climbing on top of her, half-naked. The best part was how she thought he was looking extremely hot!His hand caressed her leg, slowly reaching her thighs and pulling the shirt she wore, but to her waist.Joan wound up clamping her legs together, ashamed at how she was visible down there.Cole gulped, seeing clearly her peach. Even if she tried to hide it, it gave him the thrill. He leaned down to kiss on her skin, slowly trickling down to her pubic area.Only then did he notice Joan trembling with his touch, and it amused him.He gently reached in between her thighs, putting two fingers to massage her bottom folds. As he did so, he said, "Joan, you are so beautiful. Every part of you, I desire."H
Cole just scoffed at her words, climbing back up to Joan. He settled next to her and kissed his lips before he answered, "Joan, I don't mean to brag, but women dig this."He saw her face turned crimson red, and he chuckled again. He gently massaged a breast and said, "Don't worry. It will fit and... I'll be considerate."Cole wanted Joan to feel comfortable again that he urged for another kiss. He slowly moved on top of Joan and pressed his weight against her.Their bare bodies were easily sending waves of electrifying excitement, their skin rubbing against each other.His legs came in between her thighs, encouraging her to spread it for him.He guided her legs, allowing her to wrap them around his waist.While all this was happening, Joan was feeling so hot. Her reasons got thrown away completely, down to the trash. Just the friction of their bodies and how Cole touched her all over was enough to send her shivering a
From the bathroom of Cole's hotel suite, two figures washing each other could be seen. Hands remained restless, caressing each other's assets.Cole leaned Joan against the glass divider and savored on her lips once more. He took a breather to say, "I can't get enough of you."He dived right in, covering her lips. It did not matter how numbed they were from all the make out they had done. Being one with Joan was a reason to indulge.Panting, he Cole pulled away to say, "Now, you can try me."He saw as Joan bit her lip and with a flushing face she answered, "Okay. I - I haven't done this.""I am beyond thrill to be the first." He pecked on her lips again before adding, "And hopefully, your last."Joan slowly went down on him, kneeling against the tiled floor. She took a deep breath, calming her nerves at the sight of his size. She thought, 'This definitely is an eight!'She grasped his manhood and held it steady in her palms