Bruce's POV I called Starla earlier today and she told me her flight was in. I decided to go see her so that we could at least talk things over.I met her at her apartment and she welcomed me, looking a bit sad. It made my heart break that I had completely overlooked her and moved on with another person. "How are you doing?" I asked taking a seat she offered me."I'm okay.." She flipped her hair, which was now shoulder length behind her ear. "Are you?""Yeah.." I trailed. "I came here so that we can talk....I wanted you to explain what exactly happened. " She let out a sigh and sat next to me."I'm sorry for how I spoke to you earlier...I wanted to ensure safety.”"Safety? of what?" I frowned and her eyes began to water."Starla..." I whispered cupping her face.“They're really dangerous people.”“Who? Who are they?” I asked.“Her parents…they threatened me to leave the country. They wanted me away from you.”“Are you serious? All this was happening and you didn't tell me..why?” I
Goldiva's POV Even though yesterday I wore a calm outlook, I could feel him gazing straight at me, unable to stop. It really took a lot not to gaze back at him because I was more tensed within myself af the way he kept looking at me and fidgeting about.Why couldn't he just admit to himself that somewhat someway he wanted me? Was he just too proud, or I was being delusional?Because I could see him constantly adjusting himself, as if trying to get a good position to sleep. I had to get up and leave for the kitchen, and that was when I caught him staring again, and I felt my cheeks flame red. Yep, he was definitely refraining.But why? What exactly happened, and why was he being so cold? Was Starla back or something ? Or did he realise that he didn't want to be with me? What exactly was going on?***This morning, I was supposed to go with Bruce to the company because my dad told me he had bought some shares to promote the sale of his new clothing line and that Bruce's company had
Bruce's POV I couldn't help myself. I felt so jealous it annoyed me as much as I hated to admit it. When she pecked my lips, I found her confidence so hot and it made me need more of her lips the most. There was so much I wanted to do but then she just pretended to me and it made my heart ache.As hard as I tried, I couldn't ignore the sting I felt in me when she said those words. She made me realise that she was not that vulnerable or should I say cheap. And she even had the audacity to push me away.What did she mean when she said she was honest? Honest about what? Her feelings? I had to find out.I felt so nonplussed at her actions and this paved way for regret to seep into me. I also felt like I had ruined everything by pushing away knowing or unknowingly with my behaviour.If it weren't for that, I would have had my way with her without any hindrance, I would have held her hands in mine without a thought, and most of all I would have felt my feelings without remorse. But she c
Goldiva's POV Nope, this was certainly not my first time being in a club. I used to go to clubs a lot with my friends during our high school days and we had a lot of fun but I stayed away from alcohol and even up till date I haven't even taken a sip. Tonight, I had a lot of fun and momentarily forgot about my marriage problems. We ate meals like meat turnovers, caramel flavoured popcorn, and tons of steaks.While my friends consumed margarita, mojito, daiquiri and the like, I ordered different kinds of non alcoholic wines like Ariel Cabernet Sauvignon, Sutter Home Fre Brut, Martinelli's Gold Medal Sparkling Cider and St Regis.Too much? But I didn't care.The club wasn't congested even though many people were here and the music could even be heard before one approached the place. The place was nice and cool due to the air conditioners.Most of our favourite Latino and English songs were played when we were playing snooker and poker."..!Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito, Nos vamos pe
Goldiva's POV I squealed annoyed under my breath as I cut the sausages into pieces. This was because my stomach would automatically churn whenever I remembered last night.I just couldn't get that moment off my mind. And the annoying thing is, I allowed myself to enjoy it. But how could I not kiss him back?The way he kissed me softly and romantically was utterly irresistible and I didn't even realise my lips were moving against his. Even when I did, I could hardly bring myself to stop. That kiss was addictive as fuck and even the way he held me alone..Oh God. I gritted my teeth when I reminisced how his strong hands moved down my body and pressed me close to himself. When I felt his hardness against my abdomen, I felt like fainting but since he had me in place, I didn't. I felt like he was communicating with me through that kiss but a memory of him saying stuff to me snapped me back to reality. I thought about how he would try and get intimate with me and then treat me badly afterw
Bruce's POV.I was so glad I reconciled with her. I was also getting fond of her bravery. I found it so darn hot and sexy.When she asked me to delete Starla's number, I didn't think of the consequences or whatsoever, because I realised that if she, that is Starla, truly loved me, she would fight to get me. That aside too, Starla was an evil manipulative bitch and I was so glad that it was over between us.Because of the flight we took from Seville to Madrid, I rescheduled all events and meetings just to be with my wife and not my laptop, working."Bruce, that's enough, let's go. Th..they're wait..waiting for us." Her strained voice whispered out when she pulled away briefly, sliding her hands onto my biceps."Just a minute, please." I murmured covering my lips with hers again. She moaned inside my mouth and I pressed her closer to my bare chest and groaned when I felt her breast against my chest.I sucked her soft bottom lip and held the back of her head with my hand nibbling her lip
Bruce's POV The corners of my lips lifted a bit when I glanced one more look at her. She flipped a tendril of her black hair behind her ear and I wished I could do it myself but I wasn't quick enough. I've always loved my best friend, Starla. She was the epitome of beauty for me. She was slim with black short hair and average heighted. Her face had tiny freckles which drew me more and more closer to her and I couldn't talk to her without looking into her intoxicating brown eyes. I never knew she felt the same about me until the day I confessed my feelings to her. Things got even better when I proposed to her and she didn't even hesitate before accepting. I didn't care about our age difference with me being three months older than her but all I cared about was the love I had for her. With my gaze on the road, I intertwined our fingers with my right hand while my left was on the steering wheel and I smirked when she blushed. I was taking her to my parents, to introduce her to th
Goldiva's POV Two weeks later..All my life, I wanted happiness. And when I saw a picture of Bruce my mum showed me, I predicted my happiness was assured. He was so handsome. When I saw him in real life, my breath hitched, and my heart jolted in my chest. He was so tall, muscular, and manly. He looked so hot and intimidating.I still replayed the way he spoke in my head. His voice was so deep and sexy and within seconds, I got attracted to him. I kinda shattered when he said in front of his parents that he wouldn't marry me.It hurt like a bitch.I also felt bad for being the cause of his departure from the love of his life. I felt left out when we went to the hospital. The way he was cuddling her and I was standing somewhere feeling awkward. I felt like I was the devil there.I really didn't like to talk much so I just observed things and kept them to myself. I I wasn't timid per say but I tended to be when I ended up with someone intimidating. And I could even get scared of such
Bruce's POV.I was so glad I reconciled with her. I was also getting fond of her bravery. I found it so darn hot and sexy.When she asked me to delete Starla's number, I didn't think of the consequences or whatsoever, because I realised that if she, that is Starla, truly loved me, she would fight to get me. That aside too, Starla was an evil manipulative bitch and I was so glad that it was over between us.Because of the flight we took from Seville to Madrid, I rescheduled all events and meetings just to be with my wife and not my laptop, working."Bruce, that's enough, let's go. Th..they're wait..waiting for us." Her strained voice whispered out when she pulled away briefly, sliding her hands onto my biceps."Just a minute, please." I murmured covering my lips with hers again. She moaned inside my mouth and I pressed her closer to my bare chest and groaned when I felt her breast against my chest.I sucked her soft bottom lip and held the back of her head with my hand nibbling her lip
Goldiva's POV I squealed annoyed under my breath as I cut the sausages into pieces. This was because my stomach would automatically churn whenever I remembered last night.I just couldn't get that moment off my mind. And the annoying thing is, I allowed myself to enjoy it. But how could I not kiss him back?The way he kissed me softly and romantically was utterly irresistible and I didn't even realise my lips were moving against his. Even when I did, I could hardly bring myself to stop. That kiss was addictive as fuck and even the way he held me alone..Oh God. I gritted my teeth when I reminisced how his strong hands moved down my body and pressed me close to himself. When I felt his hardness against my abdomen, I felt like fainting but since he had me in place, I didn't. I felt like he was communicating with me through that kiss but a memory of him saying stuff to me snapped me back to reality. I thought about how he would try and get intimate with me and then treat me badly afterw
Goldiva's POV Nope, this was certainly not my first time being in a club. I used to go to clubs a lot with my friends during our high school days and we had a lot of fun but I stayed away from alcohol and even up till date I haven't even taken a sip. Tonight, I had a lot of fun and momentarily forgot about my marriage problems. We ate meals like meat turnovers, caramel flavoured popcorn, and tons of steaks.While my friends consumed margarita, mojito, daiquiri and the like, I ordered different kinds of non alcoholic wines like Ariel Cabernet Sauvignon, Sutter Home Fre Brut, Martinelli's Gold Medal Sparkling Cider and St Regis.Too much? But I didn't care.The club wasn't congested even though many people were here and the music could even be heard before one approached the place. The place was nice and cool due to the air conditioners.Most of our favourite Latino and English songs were played when we were playing snooker and poker."..!Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito, Nos vamos pe
Bruce's POV I couldn't help myself. I felt so jealous it annoyed me as much as I hated to admit it. When she pecked my lips, I found her confidence so hot and it made me need more of her lips the most. There was so much I wanted to do but then she just pretended to me and it made my heart ache.As hard as I tried, I couldn't ignore the sting I felt in me when she said those words. She made me realise that she was not that vulnerable or should I say cheap. And she even had the audacity to push me away.What did she mean when she said she was honest? Honest about what? Her feelings? I had to find out.I felt so nonplussed at her actions and this paved way for regret to seep into me. I also felt like I had ruined everything by pushing away knowing or unknowingly with my behaviour.If it weren't for that, I would have had my way with her without any hindrance, I would have held her hands in mine without a thought, and most of all I would have felt my feelings without remorse. But she c
Goldiva's POV Even though yesterday I wore a calm outlook, I could feel him gazing straight at me, unable to stop. It really took a lot not to gaze back at him because I was more tensed within myself af the way he kept looking at me and fidgeting about.Why couldn't he just admit to himself that somewhat someway he wanted me? Was he just too proud, or I was being delusional?Because I could see him constantly adjusting himself, as if trying to get a good position to sleep. I had to get up and leave for the kitchen, and that was when I caught him staring again, and I felt my cheeks flame red. Yep, he was definitely refraining.But why? What exactly happened, and why was he being so cold? Was Starla back or something ? Or did he realise that he didn't want to be with me? What exactly was going on?***This morning, I was supposed to go with Bruce to the company because my dad told me he had bought some shares to promote the sale of his new clothing line and that Bruce's company had
Bruce's POV I called Starla earlier today and she told me her flight was in. I decided to go see her so that we could at least talk things over.I met her at her apartment and she welcomed me, looking a bit sad. It made my heart break that I had completely overlooked her and moved on with another person. "How are you doing?" I asked taking a seat she offered me."I'm okay.." She flipped her hair, which was now shoulder length behind her ear. "Are you?""Yeah.." I trailed. "I came here so that we can talk....I wanted you to explain what exactly happened. " She let out a sigh and sat next to me."I'm sorry for how I spoke to you earlier...I wanted to ensure safety.”"Safety? of what?" I frowned and her eyes began to water."Starla..." I whispered cupping her face.“They're really dangerous people.”“Who? Who are they?” I asked.“Her parents…they threatened me to leave the country. They wanted me away from you.”“Are you serious? All this was happening and you didn't tell me..why?” I
Goldiva's POV I feel nothing for youI covered my face with my hands and gasped under my breath as more tears flowed through my fingers. His words had pierced through my heart, and I could feel the walls of it slowly peeling off.So all the sweet words, the kisses, the touches, and everything was just a fake? He was not starting to like me? Not even a little bit? I placed my palm over my neck and sighed a shaky sigh. My face was burning up.So that was why he didn't eat dinner yesterday and this morning. Starla had caused a rift between us.My chest tightened when I recalled the kind of words he used on me. He thought I was intentionally trying to lure him. I was also shocked at what my parents had done, but on second thought, I didn't believe it. Because I mean, these were Starla's accusations, and she was someone I would never trust in my life. I looked back at the breakfast I had made for him, and more tears flowed down my cheeks. I had also suddenly lost my appetite, but I did
Starla's POV.I sat on my bed, staring at my phone and wondering if I made a really huge mistake. The sudden realisation hits like a ton of bricks, and I tapped my fingers against my knees.He was cheating on me. This time, he didn't even bother to hide it. He'd come back with hickeys all over him, and he'd brush it off as it it was nothing.Damn him! Come to think of it, I was actually a fool for letting Bruce go. Now, I was probably going to lose and be lonely, and that scared the shit out of me.Honestly, I never loved Bruce, i had been in love with Sam for as long as I could remember...bit Sam was poor, ..that was the only hindrance to us being together.But Bruce had it all, and I was attracted to him, at least. he was rich, successful romantic, and already so in love with me. How could I turn him down?But when that witch Goldie came to the picture, she ruined all that I had planned. But I guess I always got lucky because Sam got a really good, well-paid job, and that meant m
Goldiva's POV I was in a pair of checkered sleeveless rompers as I paced up and down in the kitchen to make breakfast. When I told mom about Verena's actions, she just brushed it off and told me that I'm just trying to get her out of my house due to jealousy. So instead, I psyched my mind that she, that is Verena would wake up this morning and forget her thoughts. Besides, something assured me it wouldn't even work if she tried.I turned on the coffee maker machine and hoped onto the counter. I was swinging my legs when Bruce came into the kitchen, in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. I admired the way his chiseled muscles popped out and a certain imagination flashed in my mind of me running my hands over his bulging biceps.But then I felt like jumping off the counter top because my thighs looked more visible when I sat and it didn't help when he came closer to me."Hey sweetheart." He smiled standing in between my legs with his pupils dilating. His words slid through my heart