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"You need help with the boxers?" I lean up to him and whisper as my hands rest on his waist, before nibbling on his ear as I take my mouth away. Richie is so hard against my stomach that I feel a little bad about what I'm going to do next."Yes," He breathes."Okay." I waste no time, quickly pulling down his boxers. I try my best to ignore the thought that crosses my mind as soon as I see him naked.He has such huge manhood. Cursing my pussy that is starting to get wet, my mind drifted to the thought of taking him right to the brink of coming, but then leaving him high and dry right before he does, so he knows to never touch me again. But another part of me; that I have no idea existed, wants him to fill me up and give me the kind of orgasm that would leave me breathless. I look up and stare Richie in the eye. I think it’s better I keep the game on and see where it takes me. He watches my tongue seductively flick out of my mouth, and his breath quickens. I will make him pay for all
I tangle in the sheets and blankets, laying on my stomach with a pillow covering my head. I lift my elbow slightly, the pillow tumbles over. My eyes were squinting as the sun shone through the curtains making me groan and lay my head back on the bed. I slowly turn over to my back, my arm reaching to rest over my eyes. My alarm starts going on and off making me basically wanna die. It was blaring a random song I had in my music library and it just seemed to be getting louder and louder. Without opening my eyes I reached for my phone which is kept on the bedside table, I pressed a button and it went off. I turn around groaning, I didn’t get enough sleep last night. I turn around and begin to slowly open my eyes, before sitting upright. I stretch my arm and I turn around and notice that Richie wasn’t in bed. I wonder where he is. I take the covers off and head into the bathroom to freshen up. I don’t have any new clothes so I just wash my face and as I open the door and I see Richie st
I have finished getting ready to meet Rebecca at the salon, days ago we planned on getting our hair done together. I want to ask Rebecca if we can postpone until tomorrow but after missing her calls and messages, I don’t think I am in the right place to change our plans. I also have to pack my things from home and get it here since I will now be staying with Richie. I also met some of Richie’s family members. Richie has two step-siblings, Emma and John. The rest of the family members I met are cousins, they came for John’s wedding which will commence in two weeks. John wants a simple wedding so the media doesn’t know about it. He plans on letting the world know about his marriage a month after it. John and Emma seem okay, they are not that bad and I like them already, mostly because they didn’t leave my hand hanging in the air like Emily did. While taking a shower, I did much thinking and I decided to tell Rebecca everything today, I have never told her about my mom or my true self, I
I am sitting on a chair while Marta’s co-worker Layla is working on my makeup. My brain has been pacing around for five minutes trying to figure out what in the hell is going on and the hell I saw. My mind is blasting with questions and I feel like one more question will blast me up. Why will Richie lie to me, it doesn’t make any sense. I saw the plank fall on his arm, I saw the blood streaming from his body. It’s not possible, I know what I saw, Richie can’t be lying. But at the same time, my mind keeps telling me I’m wrong, it doesn’t make any sense, if Richie is truly hurt then how was he did he slam his hand against the car without feeling any pain?There was no sign of pain on his face. When Rebecca told me to stop the car, I saw Richie, I guess his car broke down and he was repairing it when he suddenly got frustrated and slammed his hand on it. He didn’t look like he was in pain, in fact, he looked angry; he probably must have finished arguing with someone. It is shocking bec
~ RACHEL POVA few days have passed by since the engagement party. Richie’s arm is getting better and he now doesn’t need to wrap a bandage around it. Things had been pretty good and Richie has been very busy both with work and the preparation for John’s wedding. It is so hard to plan a wedding without the media knowing about it. Just as much as Richie is busy, I am also busy. I did a lot of digging for the last couple of days and I have come to discover that Richie Moranzino is hiding behind a fake name that is now being used by the government. I still haven’t gotten the full information about this but once I find out everything, I will avenge my revenge. I’m just a step away from beginning to ruin Richie’s life. That’s a good thing right?Apart from that, I have gotten to know more about Richie’s family members, especially his stepbrother's fiancé Alice. She’s my favorite so far, she is very nice, considerate, friendly and very funny to talk to. I never knew she is such a darling
"Ruin her wedding? Are you drunk? Why will I do that." I say in disbelief.I know Emily doesn’t like me but accusing me of ruining Alice's wedding is just too far."Oh please, stop acting so innocent. I knew that you aren’t good enough the moment your little pussy stepped into this house but what I didn’t know is that you are a wedding whacker.""Enough Emily. Just shut up!" Richie yells at her "What the hell is wrong with you? You can’t talk to Rachel like that."Emily didn’t say a word afterward and I didn’t bother to give her my own share of remark. All I care about is Alice. I don’t really understand what she’s going through but I do know that she is hurt. I walked toward her and she instantly moves away not wanting me to touch her."Not now Rachel," John says; his voice soft and calm.Alice sniffles her tears and she finally looks at me. Her eyes were a bit swollen from the tears she had just shed."Rachel, why?" She says "I think of you as my little sister. I don’t think that I
"You should put those there," I say to the servants that are holding the red carpet. They nod and I tick it mark on my checklist. I approach the other servant that appears to be in his early twenties. "No Ross, she wants white flowers not pink. Change them immediately." I say walking out to the lawn to check if everything is set."Oh wow, that is so beautiful. Great job you guys." I tell the gardeners that are shaping the tree in a heart shape. Now I know you’ll are wondering what’s going on. Well for starters, this is a surprise and to top it all up it’s a surprise wedding for Alice. John knows about it but Alice doesn’t. I don’t want her to know about it at least not until everything is done. I know everyone is stressed and I, in particular, am more stressed than anyone else. I didn’t even get a pleasant sleep last night because I kept thinking about Alice and what I can do to make it up to her. I know how it feels when your past keeps reflecting on your present. It’s like a heal
It’s been a week since Alice’s wedding. I am so glad that nothing bad happened to anyone during those days. I was so worried that the Russians will come and ruin everything but I guess it’s just my anxiety talking. Tonight; Richie and I are having dinner at Cappadocia Restaurant; it’s the most amazing restaurant in America. And the invite is almost impossible to get but you know, it can’t be impossible for Richie Moranzino. I look at my reflection one last time before heading out of the room. I am wearing a black cocktail dress Marta recently designed for me. It’s very beautiful and it fits like a glove, hugging in the right places. It is an off-shoulder gown so it is wrapped around my shoulders, showing my neck which I top up with a simple Cartier necklace. I stepped into a pair of black heels, grabbed my purse, and then head out of the room. Walking down the stairs, I see Richie pacing around in the living room. "Yes... yes, of course. That will not be happening." Richie says, ta