This room is huge. I loved the pastel cream color that complimented the white color, especially the wide glass that frames the beach outside. I spent my time looking at the expensive furnitures and framed pictures that welcomed me in the living room.
I directed myself to the bathroom. I flicked the lights on and my lips parted at the sight. The whole bathroom was totally jaw dropping. The silvery gray marble bathtub, sink and the shower are perfect.
It can even be one whole room at how spacious it was. Like outside, they complimented the gold and white colors of the wall.
I turned the bath water on and poured the bubble bottle in. I removed all my clothes and went into the bathtub.
It's pretty much good. The water was a little hot. It feels great as I sunk down in it. I leaned my head back against the tub and slowly closed my eyes.
I can slowly feel the water becoming warmer that brought comfort to me. I started to fall asleep, but then I felt
Gabriel reached underneath and stroked my clit. I can't go on anymore. I can't help but to shiver as I tried to fight the sensation it brought. "You're so fucking wet for me..." he whispered breathlessly. He carefully moved his finger in and out. I can't help but to move my hips upwards. I held his shoulders tightly and met his eyes. His hair was slightly tangled because of what I did earlier, but still he looks deliciously hot. I bit my lips hard when his fingers went faster. I was delirious at the sensation currently building up inside me. Dammit! I'm about to cum... I can't take it anymore! It's been a long time since I've been intimate with him. I cried out his name as I felt the hot liquid spilled out my sex. I wanted to cover my face in embarrassment. I can't believe I'm this excited for his touch. I bit down my bottom lip, feeling overwhelmed with pleasure. I haven't even recovered from the spasm, but he kissed my lips again.
Until now, I'm still problematic of where this could possibly lead us. Based on the doctor I consulted, once I give the information he wants, he may not want to go back to that past. He might lose some parts of his memories forever, and that's what I don't want to happen. He deserves to know everything about his past but it takes too much time and patience for him to remember what happened in the past years. I sighed, allowing my nerves to relax. It only helped little... or none, probably. I swallowed hard when I noticed his small action. I held my breath in while I'm beside him. He then slowly put the glass of rum on the table and leaned his back against the metallic chair comfortably. "So, how did you know about my past?" His deep mellow voice was enough to make my heart shudder even if he threw his words fluidly. I gulped and hugged myself more in fear. "You have no plans of telling me the truth, am I right?" he asked, voice
"Good morning, Miss Grant! Breakfast is ready..." Hunts told to me with curled lip. I shot him with a smile. "Good morning!" I went with him. Instead of being awkward, I was amused while observing him. "When did you arrive?" I ask him while shrugging my shoulders. "I just got here from Galla, Miss," he answered calmly. I nodded and turned to the lift. I entered the elevator but he remained outside. "Mr. Grant is waiting for you at the lobby. Enjoy the rest of the day, Miss!" His lips slightly lifted before the elevator closed. I stood there, not believing what I heard. My heart started pounding so fast. I suddenly wanted to make the lift go down faster. The door opened and Sean's face greeted me. "Good morning! This way, please..." he assisted me. I awkwardly stepped in. I can't find any emotion in his face, and it made me nervous. We got out of the hotel, and there I realized, we're walking towa
"IT WAS just a rumor... The Echeverrii and Cervantes family have been friends for a long time. If they are really planning on merging their companies, they would have done that before. I have my source, many small companies were forced to merge just because they wanted to save their business. And from what I observe, both their companies had a good stand. Rising stone had their own shipping yard, they won't need the Echeverrii's company. They can stand on their own feet using their own bucks of gold," Gabriel well stated. He leaned back on his chair and threw me a gaze. A strange pale of eyes darted on me, based on how he stare at me. "What can you say about it, Mr. Han?" the ma beside Gabriel asked. "Hmm, I guess the Sunrise Steel has a strong potential in this industry. Why not invest our money on this company, right?" Mr. Han faced the other investors present. All of them nodded and turned their attention to the blue folders they're holding.
I FLINCHED when Gabriel spoke beside me. "Go back to your room. I will join you later at lunch ..." he whispered huskily at my ears. I swallowed when he walked away and entered a private room. My heart and my mind was colliding violently in a distressful pain. Even if I want to disobey him, I can't do anything. He's still my boss after all, and one more thing, I don't want to create chaos with Alessandra. I'm sure she's still unaware of Gabriel's real identity so there's no reason for me to be nervous. "Let's go, Ma'am?" Hunts snapped me out of my thought. I nodded at him and got out of the conference room. He led me into the elevator up to ny suite. "I received an order from Mr. Grant. Please wait for him an hour from now," Hunts told me. I nodded absentmindedly before closing the door. I walked back and forth in the living room until I was dizzy. I'll wait for an hour? Damn it! There's a lot of things that could possibly happen in th
I can spot Gabriel from here. His features darkened, but it made him appear more chill and confident that brought something strange in my stomach. Alessandra removed her hold from me and greeted Gabriel who's wearing his black polo shirt, blue jeans and his white and black converse shoes. Paired all with his muscular arms, slack reddening lips and that sexy smile that's enough to take one's breath away. She's stood on her tiptoes and kissed Gabriel on the lips. The kiss lasted for seconds before they parted. I've gotten entirely too good of pretending it doesn't hurt, because I managed to put up a smile when Alessandra waved at me. When his eyes darted on me, I hesitantly picked up the broken pieces of my heart. I felt like I was completely shattered inside. This pain ate me alive and swallowed me until I can't find the surface to breathe in. I filled my lungs with air and brought my smile back. "Meredith, come here!" Alessandra told m
"How about dinner meeting?" he made a humming sound at the back of his throat and nodded. "Please, Gab, we're not here to play and—" I stopped in my mid-sentence, unable to continue my word when I felt his warm hands on my brassiere. His thumbs brushed back and forth over mine. He even moved closer and observed the movements of my lips. "Say what?" he uttered slow, touching my ear with a deep voice. D*mn! Those little gestures destroyed me. My mind went blank for a moment. I felt naked under his intense scrutiny. I don't know where to pick my tongue because of what he's doing beneath my blouse. "How about Alessandra?" Her name escape from my mouth like an acid. I noticed his expression changed at the mention of that name. His jaw clenched, lips forming into a straight line and looked at me with grimace. I know I can't change his mind easily and tell him to choose me just because I confessed that I'm his real wife. And I know th
"Meredith, look, it's Zeki!" Some of my classmates pushed me towards him. His dark mysterious eyes locked down on me intensely. He put his hands on his pockets, looking impatient while waiting for me to say something. "Hi! I'm... I'm... Ah!" Damn, I'm fucking stuttering. My heart almost flew out of my chest due to nervousness. His brows twitched a little, lips curling up into a sly smirked. "Emory Meredith Cervantes, right?" he asked confidently. I gulped and blinked rapidly. Gosh, he knows me? Why does he know me?! "Oh, shit!" I blurt. I quickly turned my back on him and ran towards the ladies room. I entered one of the cubicles and suppressed myself from shrieking. "OMG! He knows me?!" I exclaimed. I almost cried in so much happiness because I thought he wouldn't notice me after everything. One day, I met him again at the corridor. I stop in my mid-step, almost hugging my books tightly together with my