Hello readers, Can you feel Michael's fear?
Michael's pov -As we are laying together, my arms wrapped protectively around Abigail, the events of the day still weigh heavily on my mind. I can't help but feel afraid for her safety, even though we are now back in the safety of our room. The thought of what could have happened terrifies me, and I can't shake off the lingering fear."Abby," I finally found the courage to speak, my voice still filled with worry. "Can you tell me what happened? How did you end up in that situation?"She takes a deep breath and begins to recount the events of the morning. As she speaks, I close my eyes, trying to picture the scene she describes."In the morning, I woke up, and you were sleeping so deeply," Abigail begins. "I didn't want to disturb you, so I thought of asking room service to bring breakfast to our room. But when I tried to use the intercom, it wasn't working."I nod, listening intently, and she continues, "I decided to go to the reception to inform them about the intercom issue. But as
Abigail's pov -As we step out of our room in the afternoon, the warm sun greets us, and a gentle breeze plays with my hair. Michael takes my hand in his, and we make our way to the shops, excited to find gifts for our loved ones.It's been a rollercoaster of a day, but we both agree that a little shopping will lift our spirits. Though Mick asked for it after dinner we were getting bored so we decided to do it before dinner.We browse through various stores, searching for the perfect gifts. Michael finds a beautiful leather journal with intricate embossing for Dad, knowing he loves to jot down his thoughts.Then for Jack, he selects a sleek and stylish watch that matches his taste perfectly. Chloe, my dear friend, adores photography, so we pick out a vintage-inspired camera strap that she'll love.As we continue our shopping spree, we come across a quaint stationery shop, and Michael's eyes light up. He starts picking out various pens and exquisite writing papers. "Why so many pens an
Michael's pov -It has been a week, we returned from our short trip. I got busy with my business, after the CEO party night. My business is getting a different kind of success, especially after Abby and my chemistry. All think I am a good man to do business with. But, am I really?Sometimes, I feel that I am doing an injustice to Abigail. I always do extra favors for Ema because she is none but Tuberose. She keeps trying to give me the realization of her love. Though I try to avoid her somehow I fail when she is around me. It's not that I don't love Abigail. I really do.Since the very first moment I saw her, I have felt for her. But after the revelation that Ema is none but Tuberose, my dream girl. I can't really avoid the fact that in a part of my heart, I wish I was marrying a few days later. Then, I might end up with Ema. Stop it, Michael. You love Abby and stop cheating on her even in your mind."Why are you so lost, Michael?" Ema's hand is on my shoulder. I shrug as nothing. She
Ema's pov -I enter the room with the juice."You took a long time, Ema. Please pass me that. I am even unable to find my phone. My vision is blurry. Please check it. Abigail might be worried now. It has been a long time, I checked on her." I feel like breaking everything now. He is only concerned for Abigail. Can't he see me? I am standing in front of him. An alive human.Now, how to tell him that I grabbed his phone even before the meeting and put it on meeting mode? "You have this. I will check on that." I assured him to make him drink the juice. He takes just a few blinks. A smirk is drawn on my lips. Within a few moments, his facial expression changed."Tuberose, are you really here?" And it hits the bull's eyes."Yes, I am here. Only for you." I get closer to him."But now, I am Abby's husband. I can't claim you." I halt my step. But I know this then why am I stopping? Let me get what I am here. Suddenly, my phone vibrates in my hand. I intend to switch it off but the pop-up noti
***Mature content*** Abigail's pov - I am startled to reply to him and he puts a kiss on my nose. "I really want you now to be mine." He kisses my eyes. "Let's reach the destination through the journey. The journey of making love." His lips are grazing through my cheeks to my cheekbone. "Am I dreaming or is this reality?" I ask Michael, my heart racing with a mixture of disbelief and joy. "It's reality, Abigail. You are my wife, and I can no longer keep this to myself. I love you. I have loved you for so long, even though I never admitted it before. Please, let me make you mine. Let's be one," Michael confesses, his words filling my heart with warmth and hope. I still can't believe what I'm hearing. His eyes, once filled with indifference and distrust, now hold nothing but love for me. How could I deny him? All I ever wanted was to be cherished by him, to be embraced in his love. And now, it seems my dreams are finally coming true. As Michael cups my face gently in his palms agai
Abigail's pov - "I can't wait to taste you, Abby." He sits between my legs and unzips my pants. I grab the bedsheet and he pulls down the pants. Now, I am only in my panties. "I must say your every curve contains the magic of attraction. I swear to continue till you fall asleep." His voice is seductive, and his eyes are set on my private part. Am I blushing or burning? I can't detect that. I only want him to be there as soon as possible. "Pleeease." I literally plead to get him. "Don't worry, I am going to satisfy you for sure." He winks and bends down. He is kissing me from my hip to my thigh curve. It's tough to keep my hip frozen. "Hey, don't move much. Let me have my wife." He is chuckling. "Let me do yours. Then I will see how you react." He comes to my face immediately. "Oh really. Best of luck next time but now. I want to see your shivering during cum." He enters his hand inside my panty and I exhale louder, "Oh damn. Mick." I close my eyes and he is rubbing in my V-lips
Abigail's pov -I carefully slide off Michael's arms, my heart still fluttering with happiness and disbelief. Did all of that really happen? Did Michael truly accept me and make me his own? I can't stop smiling as I look at him, peacefully sleeping.I reach for my phone and find 4 missed calls along with 2 messages from Chloe. My excitement is interrupted by a sense of worry as I read her messages.Chloe: 'Abby, where are you, girl? Is Michael okay? I had to leave as Dad fell from the bed.'Damn, I couldn't even let her know that Mick is fine. Then I check the 2nd one.Chloe: 'I need you, dude. It's tough. Maybe I will lose my Dad.'My heart aches badly. She is afraid and alone.Trying not to disturb Michael's peaceful slumber, I gently shake him to wake up, but he remains deeply asleep. I attempt to get up from the bed, but a wave of dizziness sweeps over me, forcing me to sit down on the edge."Is it the side effect of being so exhausted?" I wonder, blushing at the memory of the wild
Michael's pov - I have such a bad headache, I open my eyes with a groan. I find Ema by my side, "What the fuck? What are you doing here, Ema?" I literally yell because she is naked and lying by my side. I try to get up but I find myself naked as well and I cover myself with the blanket which was tucked around me. "Michael, relax. It's me." Ema is startled. How can she still stay without covering her? Abby is not like this even though I am her husband so I look away. She might get me so she takes her clothes swiftly. "You can look at me. Why are they behaving like this? You were different before you slept." That gives me a shock as someone is gripping my heart hard. "Did I do something against your will? Did I cheat on Abby?" I don't know what to say but everything is shivering. How could I do this? "You didn't do anything against my will as I am deeply in love with you. However, it can be counted as cheating on Abigail." That hits my everything. But why can't I recall anything? I