AvaMy mom's eyes were wide with worry as she held up her phone, showing me the screen. "Someone just sent this to my email," she said, her voice trembling. "It says I've been allowed to retire from the government housing department."I felt a surge of confusion. "What? Isn't that supposed to be a dream come true?"Her expression turned accusatory. "It's a nightmare, Ava! That's what's so shocking. I had no idea, no warning, no discussion. It just came out of the blue. I heard it's all thanks to you and—"I could see the panic rising in her and quickly cut in. "Mom, please calm down," I whispered, trying to soothe her.But she wouldn't be calmed. "Don't tell me to calm down!" she snapped, her voice rising. "You and your husband, you're behind this, aren't you? You're the reason I've been forced into retirement!""But Mom, isn't this a good thing?" I asked, trying to reason with her. "Your health hasn't been great lately, and I thought retiring would be a relief for you."My mom's expr
CaspianTHREE DAYS LATER"Dad, please..." I begged, my voice laced with desperation. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He had promised me this deal would be secure.But my father's tone was unyielding. "Caspian, I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do. You will have to do as I said."My anger boiled over, and I yelled, gritting my teeth. "You can't do this to me! You promised me you would help me secure this crucial merger! It's important to me and this company, and you know that more than anyone!" My voice echoed through the luxurious honeymoon suite, and I could sense Ava's fear because of the way she flinched.I lowered my voice, but my words still seethed with venom. "How could you do this to me? I thought we had a deal. If I got married, you would—"But my father had already hung up, leaving me seething. I slammed my fist against the wall, making Ava jump. "Fuck!" I growled.Ava's hands trembled as she arranged her clothes in the wardrobe. "Is everything okay?" she asked, her vo
CaspianAs I gazed at Ava, her glassy eyes and wobbly smile told me she had had way too much to drink. Besides, the wine has quite the alcoholic content, and the fact that she gets intoxicated no matter how little she takes. I shook my head, a mix of frustration and concern swirling in my chest. "You're drunk, Ava. Go to bed."She rolled her eyes, the motion almost... adorable. "I'm not," she slurred, her words laced with defiance. "I only had a little wine. How would you say I'm drunk?"I sighed inwardly. This was exactly what I didn't need – Ava, tipsy and unpredictable. But as I looked at her, something about her vulnerability tugged at me. I scooped her up, cradling her in my arms in a bridal-style hold. She felt... fragile, like she might shatter if I held her too tightly."Drop me down! Drop me down now!" she demanded, her tiny fists pounding against my chest.I ignored her protests, carrying her to the bed and gently laying her down. As I covered her with the duvet, her eyes fl
AvaMy toes strained against the floor as I stretched upward, my arms tightening around Caspian's neck. I could practically taste the acrid remnants of cigarettes on his tongue, an unpleasant flavor that somehow only made me kiss him more fervently. It was disgusting, yet utterly intoxicating.I blame my testosterone for times like this. Ever since I turned twenty-two, I noticed that alcoholic substances increase my sexual drive to a hundred. Should I call it a hundred? I would say millions in a higher sense or even infinity! Yes, it doesn't happen, and I still have no idea why I'm different. Nobody seems to know this except for Caspian, of course. I had told him that first night when we had sex.I was in tears and needed to calm my urges instantly. I even touched myself, exposing my nakedness, and that was when he helped, fucking me and my life together in oblivion. But a stupid me took pictures afterward when he was asleep next to me, posting them on my Instagram. I must have really
CaspianAs I feasted on her sweet nectar, I looked up to see her face contorted with pleasure, her hazel eyes dilated completely white. Her flexible leg was pressed against her forehead, giving me unhindered access to her whole glistening pink folds. I couldn't get enough...Delving deeper, I growled in satisfaction as her musky arousal coated my tongue. Her clit pulsed against my lips as I sucked hard, reveling in the desperate moans spilling from her. Ava tasted like heaven itself, her pussy dripping freely into my eager mouth.I could feel her growing closer and closer to the edge, her body tensing with each flick of my tongue. She was so wet, so ready, that I knew she was already overflowing with desire. Using my fingers, I spread her open wide, exposing her clit fully to my merciless tongue.Ava's moans grew increasingly unintelligible, devolving into breathy whimpers and kittenish mewls as I pushed her relentlessly towards her peak. Her hips bucked erratically, grinding shameles
AvaI slowly opened my eyes, and warm light enveloped me. I was on the bed, its plush comfort cradling me like a cloud. The room was serene, filled with the delicate fragrance of jasmine and rose petals that lingered on my skin, filling my senses. My hair was tidy, and my body felt refreshed, as if I had just stepped out of a soothing bath.Did Caspian probably wash me up and arrange the whole place? Well, it seems so.As I sat up, my gaze swept the room, searching for any sign of Caspian. But he was nowhere to be found. A pang of unease settled in my chest, followed by the memory of Caspian's words: "Nobody will ever touch you again."A shiver ran down my spine as I wondered what he had meant by those words. What kind of words were those in the first place? What does he really mean?My eyes scanned the room once more, and this time, they landed on a small table beside the bed. A glass of water and a bottle of medication sat next to a folded piece of paper. My name was scribbled on th
AvaNight had fallen, and I lay in bed, restless and unable to sleep. I tossed and turned, my mind racing with thoughts of what had transpired earlier. Caspian had chosen to sleep in another room, giving me space as our relationship drew to a close.As I lay there, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Was this really how our fake relationship would end? Just like that?Unable to calm my racing thoughts, I threw off the covers and got out of bed. I padded downstairs, my bare feet making barely a sound on the cold floor.As I entered the living room, my eyes landed on a bottle of whiskey on the coffee table. It was open, with a single glass sitting beside it. I assumed Caspian must have had a nightcap before retiring to his room.For a moment, I was tempted to pour myself a glass. A drink might help calm my frazzled nerves. But I knew better. I couldn't afford to let my guard down again, not now. I tore my gaze away from the whiskey, my resolve firm.I decided to head back to my
CaspianIt has been a week and two days since Ava and I returned from our honeymoon, and I wasn't ready to face reality yet. You know, going back to work and having a lot on my schedule?But, I had no choice. I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my cufflinks, tie, and slicking back my hair. I gave myself a once-over before grabbing my briefcase.As I headed downstairs, I met Ava in the foyer, wearing a light linen nightdress that seemed to highlight her feminine curves."You awake?" she asked, sipping from the glass in her hand."Yeah, I'm off to work," I replied, trying to sound more enthusiastic than I felt.Ava's gaze swept over me, and she nodded. "Hmm... I can see that."I raised an eyebrow, and she continued, "You look... dashing.""Sarcasm?" I asked."Oh my goodness," she laughed, a bit too loudly for my liking. "How did you know that? Was I obvious?"I should have known better. A light frown tightened on my face as I glared at her before taking my gaze away."I'll just ta
CaspianI adjusted my glasses, peering over the rim as I pored over the business files scattered across my desk. The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting an eerie glow over the room. Just as I was getting engrossed in the financial reports, a knock at the door broke the silence."Come in," I called out, my voice firm but inviting.Marcel walked in, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief."You know you don't have to knock, Marcel," I said, shaking my head.He chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm just trying to be professional, boss," he said, his voice laced with sarcasm. "You know some supervisors came over today."I raised an eyebrow, my gaze lingering on him for a moment before I returned to the files.Marcel sauntered over to my desk, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Here you go," he said, placing some files on my desk, the sound echoing through the office.I looked up, my eyes locking onto his and then looked down at my desk to see a sleek, black port
CaspianIt has been a week and two days since Ava and I returned from our honeymoon, and I wasn't ready to face reality yet. You know, going back to work and having a lot on my schedule?But, I had no choice. I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my cufflinks, tie, and slicking back my hair. I gave myself a once-over before grabbing my briefcase.As I headed downstairs, I met Ava in the foyer, wearing a light linen nightdress that seemed to highlight her feminine curves."You awake?" she asked, sipping from the glass in her hand."Yeah, I'm off to work," I replied, trying to sound more enthusiastic than I felt.Ava's gaze swept over me, and she nodded. "Hmm... I can see that."I raised an eyebrow, and she continued, "You look... dashing.""Sarcasm?" I asked."Oh my goodness," she laughed, a bit too loudly for my liking. "How did you know that? Was I obvious?"I should have known better. A light frown tightened on my face as I glared at her before taking my gaze away."I'll just ta
AvaNight had fallen, and I lay in bed, restless and unable to sleep. I tossed and turned, my mind racing with thoughts of what had transpired earlier. Caspian had chosen to sleep in another room, giving me space as our relationship drew to a close.As I lay there, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Was this really how our fake relationship would end? Just like that?Unable to calm my racing thoughts, I threw off the covers and got out of bed. I padded downstairs, my bare feet making barely a sound on the cold floor.As I entered the living room, my eyes landed on a bottle of whiskey on the coffee table. It was open, with a single glass sitting beside it. I assumed Caspian must have had a nightcap before retiring to his room.For a moment, I was tempted to pour myself a glass. A drink might help calm my frazzled nerves. But I knew better. I couldn't afford to let my guard down again, not now. I tore my gaze away from the whiskey, my resolve firm.I decided to head back to my
AvaI slowly opened my eyes, and warm light enveloped me. I was on the bed, its plush comfort cradling me like a cloud. The room was serene, filled with the delicate fragrance of jasmine and rose petals that lingered on my skin, filling my senses. My hair was tidy, and my body felt refreshed, as if I had just stepped out of a soothing bath.Did Caspian probably wash me up and arrange the whole place? Well, it seems so.As I sat up, my gaze swept the room, searching for any sign of Caspian. But he was nowhere to be found. A pang of unease settled in my chest, followed by the memory of Caspian's words: "Nobody will ever touch you again."A shiver ran down my spine as I wondered what he had meant by those words. What kind of words were those in the first place? What does he really mean?My eyes scanned the room once more, and this time, they landed on a small table beside the bed. A glass of water and a bottle of medication sat next to a folded piece of paper. My name was scribbled on th
CaspianAs I feasted on her sweet nectar, I looked up to see her face contorted with pleasure, her hazel eyes dilated completely white. Her flexible leg was pressed against her forehead, giving me unhindered access to her whole glistening pink folds. I couldn't get enough...Delving deeper, I growled in satisfaction as her musky arousal coated my tongue. Her clit pulsed against my lips as I sucked hard, reveling in the desperate moans spilling from her. Ava tasted like heaven itself, her pussy dripping freely into my eager mouth.I could feel her growing closer and closer to the edge, her body tensing with each flick of my tongue. She was so wet, so ready, that I knew she was already overflowing with desire. Using my fingers, I spread her open wide, exposing her clit fully to my merciless tongue.Ava's moans grew increasingly unintelligible, devolving into breathy whimpers and kittenish mewls as I pushed her relentlessly towards her peak. Her hips bucked erratically, grinding shameles
AvaMy toes strained against the floor as I stretched upward, my arms tightening around Caspian's neck. I could practically taste the acrid remnants of cigarettes on his tongue, an unpleasant flavor that somehow only made me kiss him more fervently. It was disgusting, yet utterly intoxicating.I blame my testosterone for times like this. Ever since I turned twenty-two, I noticed that alcoholic substances increase my sexual drive to a hundred. Should I call it a hundred? I would say millions in a higher sense or even infinity! Yes, it doesn't happen, and I still have no idea why I'm different. Nobody seems to know this except for Caspian, of course. I had told him that first night when we had sex.I was in tears and needed to calm my urges instantly. I even touched myself, exposing my nakedness, and that was when he helped, fucking me and my life together in oblivion. But a stupid me took pictures afterward when he was asleep next to me, posting them on my Instagram. I must have really
CaspianAs I gazed at Ava, her glassy eyes and wobbly smile told me she had had way too much to drink. Besides, the wine has quite the alcoholic content, and the fact that she gets intoxicated no matter how little she takes. I shook my head, a mix of frustration and concern swirling in my chest. "You're drunk, Ava. Go to bed."She rolled her eyes, the motion almost... adorable. "I'm not," she slurred, her words laced with defiance. "I only had a little wine. How would you say I'm drunk?"I sighed inwardly. This was exactly what I didn't need – Ava, tipsy and unpredictable. But as I looked at her, something about her vulnerability tugged at me. I scooped her up, cradling her in my arms in a bridal-style hold. She felt... fragile, like she might shatter if I held her too tightly."Drop me down! Drop me down now!" she demanded, her tiny fists pounding against my chest.I ignored her protests, carrying her to the bed and gently laying her down. As I covered her with the duvet, her eyes fl
CaspianTHREE DAYS LATER"Dad, please..." I begged, my voice laced with desperation. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He had promised me this deal would be secure.But my father's tone was unyielding. "Caspian, I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do. You will have to do as I said."My anger boiled over, and I yelled, gritting my teeth. "You can't do this to me! You promised me you would help me secure this crucial merger! It's important to me and this company, and you know that more than anyone!" My voice echoed through the luxurious honeymoon suite, and I could sense Ava's fear because of the way she flinched.I lowered my voice, but my words still seethed with venom. "How could you do this to me? I thought we had a deal. If I got married, you would—"But my father had already hung up, leaving me seething. I slammed my fist against the wall, making Ava jump. "Fuck!" I growled.Ava's hands trembled as she arranged her clothes in the wardrobe. "Is everything okay?" she asked, her vo
AvaMy mom's eyes were wide with worry as she held up her phone, showing me the screen. "Someone just sent this to my email," she said, her voice trembling. "It says I've been allowed to retire from the government housing department."I felt a surge of confusion. "What? Isn't that supposed to be a dream come true?"Her expression turned accusatory. "It's a nightmare, Ava! That's what's so shocking. I had no idea, no warning, no discussion. It just came out of the blue. I heard it's all thanks to you and—"I could see the panic rising in her and quickly cut in. "Mom, please calm down," I whispered, trying to soothe her.But she wouldn't be calmed. "Don't tell me to calm down!" she snapped, her voice rising. "You and your husband, you're behind this, aren't you? You're the reason I've been forced into retirement!""But Mom, isn't this a good thing?" I asked, trying to reason with her. "Your health hasn't been great lately, and I thought retiring would be a relief for you."My mom's expr