Jeff“Do you need a helping hand with letting off some steam from that?” Sonia suddenly asked as she sat up and was looking down at my d*ck.I was clearly aroused from all the kissing and touching, and it made me smile. I clutched my hand around it while my mind reeled at the thought of my woman standing before me, ready to give me some sweet pleasure.“Is that a yes?” She asked again while my tongue felt heavy and my mind was numb. I couldn’t even make any meaningful sentences. I was speechless and completely mute. It was as if I was just seeing her for the first time. My eyes took in her perky perfect b*obs, which made my dick throb harder this time as blood rushed into it.“Well, since you’ve chosen to be mute rather than answer me, I would take that as a yes then.” She finally chimed in. She moved closer, gently taking my hands off my dick as she replaced them with hers and I immediately felt it jerk in her hand.“Someone is excited…” she chuckled while I let out a gasp.She lo
Sonia“I think I should even call her. It’s been a while since…”“What? Why would you want to call the b*tvh?!!” I didn’t know when I flared up and screamed on top of my lungs. I had no idea I even talked out loud, I thought it was all in my head. It wasn’t until I saw the shock on Jeff’s face that I realized what I had just done.“B*tch??” He finally found his voice, while I quickly forced out a smile, pretending like I didn’t just say that same word.“Oh my goodness, I can’t believe I just called her that in your presence. It’s actually nothing serious… we call ourselves that sometimes, but no one wise is allowed to do so. I should have known you would be surprised. That’s why I said it in my head. I didn’t know I was thinking out loud. I guess I’m now so comfortable with you that I can share my inside jokes with you.” I chimed in, but he still didn’t look too convinced.“What? Why do you still have that doubtful look on your face? You think the love of your life is lying?” I quizz
FreyaThe first thing I noticed was the sweet scent of strawberries filling the air, followed by the soft hum of a familiar voice. Slowly, I blinked my eyes open, and there he was, Dennis. His face lit up with a boyish grin, and before I could even say a word, he started singing softly. “Happy birthday to you… happy birthday to you, my love, happy birthday to you.” As much as I wouldn’t want to be caught giving Dennis a compliment, I have to give him his crown. He has a nice voice, and like other times in the past when he sang for me, I was impressed. I didn’t even know when I started smiling, as he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on my lips. “Happy birthday, beautiful. I love you so much, and can’t wait for you to start celebrating as my wife.” He let out, while I struggled to keep up the smiley face at that point.“Thank you, Dennis,” I whispered, my voice still hoarse from sleep. “Sit up,” he said gently, reaching behind me to adjust the pillows. “I brought you something
DennisFreya stepped out of the closet, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. She stood there in an emerald green gown that hugged her curves like it was designed by the gods themselves. Her hair rolled over her shoulders in soft waves, and her lips… those damn lips were painted a shade of red that could drive any man to his knees. “Wow…” I muttered, unable to hide the way my eyes drank her in. She smirked slightly, adjusting one of her earrings. “You’re staring, Dennis.” “Can you blame me? I love what I see in front of me.” I walked over and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close. “You’re stunning, Freya. Absolutely breathtaking. I thank God for the day you came into my life. I can't just imagine some other man having you but me.” I added, while she smiled softly but didn’t lean into me the way she used to. That little detail didn’t escape me. I leaned down and kissed her lightly on the cheek, feeling her body stiffen slightly. I swallowed hard. I wasn't in a
SoniaOne thing I made sure this night was to look good. I knew Freya would be looking so beautiful and hot, and that idiot Dennis would be busy drooling. That was why I made sure to look good myself. If he thinks he can play two friends, then I’m ready to give him confusion in return. He will be torn between both of us, and I hope to juggle his memory while he’s still in his confused state. I’m the only one who matters in his life, and he needs to remember that.It’s either that or his plans ends tonight. This time, I’m not going to pity him. I would run my mouth so fast that he would be back in his old rickety crib before he knows what hit him. At least, then he would get his senses back and crawl back to me for help.I made him, and I can easily mar him…From the entrance where I was standing, I saw his car pull in, and she was right there beside him. Freya.Beautiful but brainless. How could she not know that she was being lied to? All the butterflies she was feeling were all lie
Freya“Oh my goodness… you look stunning! I mean, your beauty is so shiny that it almost blinded me.” Victor let out as he pulled me into a hug. I held him tightly and enjoyed his sweet fragrance. I felt safe and satisfied in his arms, but he unfortunately soon unplugged from me and I couldn’t even tell him that I wanted more.“Ohh please, you’re just being extra right now. There are a lot of beautiful ladies here tonight.” I let out shyly while he gave me a quick once-over before throwing a broad smile at me.“And yet only one woman caught the attention of everyone, men and women alike. That person is you, Freya. And I wasn’t being extra. You look mesmerizing… and you are wearing the dress. Wow…”“Don’t you like that?” I cut in sharply while he quickly held my hand.“Of course, I love it. I’m just surprised, that’s all. I wasn’t expecting you to wear it. I know you will have plans of your own already so…”“So I decided to wear it. A thoughtful gift from a great friend with great tas
Sonia“Dennis! How could you…” Freya didn’t let me finish before she turned to me and cut me off.“Ohh save your strength. There’s no need to shout and startle my guest. If he says it’s fake, then what about this?” She let out just in time for another video to come on. This time, it was the one from the restroom where Dennis and I were just having s*x. I couldn’t even fathom how they recorded it but whoever set the camera did a really good job. They got all angles and there was no way Dennis could deny it now. Our faces were as clear as the day, and the way he f*ked me silly showed he wasn’t forced. It was with his full consent.“She couldn’t have doctored this in such a short period, especially since you seemed in control and still in the same suit… or did you, Sonia?” Freya suddenly asked, but I couldn’t say a word. I opened my mouth but no words came out. I looked at Dennis and I saw the scare on his face as he raked his hands shakily through his hair. I couldn’t really read his
FreyaI just couldn’t wrap my head around how much of a shameless wh*re Sonia was. Even after everything, she still had the gut to try to spin a lie against Victor…“That man raped me! Victor Whitmore!! He rap*d me!!!” Sonia started to yell the moment she sighted the police. She turned to everyone but only cold stares from the guest. They were all amazed by her shamelessness. Who wouldn’t?“Freya, tell them! You know he was the man who harassed me then. You know that Freya, tell everyone! You can’t turn your back on me now. I’m your sister, you said so yourself, you need to talk please. I know you’re mad at me right now, but that doesn’t mean you turn a blind eye and just let the man who harassed your sister hold you like that!!” I was so irked by her words. It was such a disgrace to even be associated with her. How could I be friends with such evil? “You’re not my sister, Sonia. You never were, it just took me long to realize it and, now that I know, it stays that way.” I let out,
Victor The moment I stepped back into the villa, the silence swallowed me whole. The place felt… different. The same villa. The same luxury. The same perfect view outside. But it wasn’t the same. Because she wasn’t here. I let out a slow, frustrated exhale and raked a hand through my hair, trying to shake off the unease creeping into my bones. The logical part of my brain kept repeating what I already knew, Freya was safe. She was on my jet, heading straight home, and the moment she landed, my best bodyguard would be there waiting to escort her. But logic didn’t do a damn thing to silence the voice screaming in my head that I should’ve been on that plane with her. I should’ve ignored the damn meeting. Should’ve put my business second, for once, and just gone with her. I paced across the room, fists clenching and unclenching. My mind refused to settle, jumping from one worst-case scenario to another. What if something went wrong? What if Dennis or Sonia had already put their p
VictorThe second Freya ended the call, she turned to me, her face set with determination. “I have to leave like right now...” I felt my entire body tense at her words. “Yes, we need to go.” My response was instant, firm. She blinked, startled by my reaction. “Victor… you can’t come with me. You know that too, right?” “No,” I repeated, stepping closer, my hands gripping her arms as I stared into her eyes. “You are not going back there alone. If Dennis and Sonia are out, we don’t know what they’re planning. It’s too dangerous.” She exhaled sharply, tilting her head as if trying to reason with me. “Victor, I understand you’re worried, but you can’t come with me. You have things to do here, and you can’t abandon that to come with me at such unplanned short notice.” I shook my head, my grip tightening slightly. “And I’m telling you that I won’t let you go into that situation without me.” She sighed, placing her hands on my chest in an attempt to soothe me. “Victor, you have a
Freya I stirred awake, feeling the warmth of Victor’s body beside me. The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over his sleeping form. My heart melted at the sight of him, his face so serene, lips slightly parted, thick lashes resting against his skin. He looked so boyishly peaceful, nothing like the intense, commanding man he is when he’s with his workers and investors. This was a side of him few ever got to see, and it was mine alone to cherish.I propped myself on my elbow, just watching him, tracing every perfect detail of his face with my eyes. The slight scruff on his jaw, the way his chest rose and fell in rhythmic breaths. He was truly handsome, and I felt a rush of love so strong it nearly overwhelmed me. I couldn’t help but giggle softly, giddy with the realization that he was mine.Not wanting to wake him just yet, I snuggled back into his arms, burying my face in the crook of his neck. His scent was intoxicating, and I found myself drifting bac
Freya I’d always thought the happiest day of my life was when Dennis proposed to me. I thought the next happiest day would be when he walked me down the aisle, but that didn’t happen, and I thought love wasn’t just my thing… well, until Victor happened. “You just made a new record for me, today is the happiest day of my life!” I let out slowly while Victor stole a quick glance at me, and smiled.“Me too. I haven’t had so much genuine fun in years,” he replied.“I can’t believe I’m doing this with the most beautiful woman in the world! I love you, Freya Rodgers!” he exclaimed, causing me to blush so much.“I can’t believe it either… I’m really doing life with my best man!!!” I shouted on top of my voice as I ran down the beach. Victor came right after me and chased me till he caught me. He immediately pulled me into a hug and locked his lips into mine in the sweetest kiss ever.Time stood still for about thirty seconds as we feasted on each other’s lips, passing a mix of love and aff
FreyaThe night had settled in beautifully, the sky a blanket of deep navy with scattered stars winking down at us. Just when I thought our day was over, I caught that mischievous twinkle in my boyfriend’s eyes.“One last stop,” I had said, watching as Victor’s brows lifted in surprise.I led him down a softly lit path, tiki torches and candle-lit lanterns casting a dreamy glow along the sand. The sound of the ocean waves gently kissing the shore filled the air, mingling with the soft chatter of people settling in for the night’s event. Right ahead, a giant screen stood tall, positioned so perfectly that the audience could enjoy the movie while the ocean remained in the backdrop, creating the most breathtaking scene.Victor took in the sight, and for a moment, he was quiet. Then, he turned to me, his lips tilting into a smirk. “You planned this too?”I smiled smugly. “Surprised?”He chuckled, slipping an arm around my waist. “Very. How did you even find out about this?”“I did my rese
DennisI wasn’t going to waste any more time. Freya was still in love with me, I knew it. That video she sent proved it. She wanted me to see her with Victor, to make me jealous. If she had really moved on, she wouldn’t have bothered. That meant I still had a chance. I just needed to get ahead of Victor before he tightened his grip on her. And there was no better way to do that than going straight to the source… her father. Standing outside the Rodgers estate, I straightened my jacket and took a deep breath. I knew this wasn’t going to be easy. Edward never liked me. He tolerated me, at best, when Freya and I were together. But now? After everything that had happened? Yeah, this was going to be a battle. Still, I wasn’t leaving here without what I came for. I found Edward in the living room, working in his study which he carved up in a corner. He barely looked up from the papers on his desk. He just sat there, composed, in control, like he always was. The room smelled of expen
VictorI knew Freya had something planned, but I wasn’t expecting this. The moment we stepped into the restaurant, I could already tell it was special. It had a sleek yet warm atmosphere, the kind of place that made you feel like time slowed down just enough for you to enjoy every second. At the front desk, Freya confidently handed over a reservation code. The hostess scanned it and smiled. “Right this way.” I followed Freya as we were led up a private staircase. When we reached the rooftop, I stopped in my tracks, completely taken aback. The view was stunning. The sun was high in the sky, casting a golden glow over the entire city. The rooftop was beautifully decorated with lush greenery, soft white drapes, and wooden tables adorned with delicate floral arrangements. A light breeze carried the faint aroma of fresh herbs and citrus, making the whole place feel like something straight out of a dream. I turned to Freya, raising a brow. “How the hell did you find this place?”
FreyaThe smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the room, and I smiled, watching Victor’s eyelids flutter open. His deep, drowsy gaze met mine, and for a moment, he just stared, as if making sure I was really there. Then, his eyes dropped to the tray of food sitting beside me on the bed, and his brows lifted in surprise. "Good morning, sleepyhead," I teased, nudging his shoulder gently. Victor stretched, his muscles flexing as he rubbed a hand down his face. "Morning babe," he murmured, his voice rough from sleep. "What’s all this?" "Breakfast," I said proudly. "I ordered in while you were sleeping." His lips quirked up in amusement. "And you did all this while I was dead to the world?" I nodded, grinning. "I was about to wake you, but then I got distracted." "Distracted?" He raised an eyebrow. I leaned closer, resting my chin on my palm as I looked at him. "You looked too handsome in your sleep," I admitted. "Like a baby." Victor chuckled, shaking his head. "You jus
DennisI woke up feeling like absolute shit. My head pounded from all the anger I had been bottling up since last night, and my stomach twisted painfully in hunger. I groaned, dragging myself out of bed. It was almost noon. As I stepped out of the room, the house was eerily silent except for the faint sound of the television. My feet led me straight to the kitchen, my stomach growling in protest. I yanked the fridge open. Empty. The cabinets? Bare.My jaw clenched. Seriously?I stormed out of the kitchen and into the living room, where my brother sat, laughing at something on the TV like he didn’t have a care in the world. He didn’t even acknowledge me until I marched over and switched off the TV. His head snapped up. "What the hell, Dennis?" "Where’s my food?" I demanded, crossing my arms. His brows furrowed. "Food?" "Yeah, food, the thing people eat to survive." He scoffed, leaning back against the couch. "There is no food." I narrowed my eyes. "Then order something