The kiss was gentle and at the same time demanding. I could taste his mouthwash and inhale his masculine scent by having him so close. I guess I got carried away. Carried away by the fact that his hands roamed my body, carried away by the fact that just when I thought he was done, that he was parting from me, he grabbed hold of my upper lip simultaneously letting go and grabbing hold of my bottom lip.Like a dazed woman I got deeper into the kiss letting him gain entry into my mouth. For a while there, it was me and him. Something so impossible and yet true. It felt like it was me and him in the room. The illusion of our hearts beating rapidly blinded me not to let go, only after parting from the kiss and seeing his eyes did I realize it was all for show.Our foreheads rested on each other, our noses almost touched as the lights from the cameras flashed between us. Parting from the embrace, he grabbed hold of my hand protecting me from the gnarly questions the paparazzi had.When is th
I always had the same dream, well not the same dream every night but somehow everytime I dreamt I would always end up at the same carnival, out of breath looking around helplessly like a kid lost and couldn't find her parents."I'll hold you tight and I will never let go" The same words rang only his words were lies. He would always let go of my hand and again I would end up once again lost amongst the people like a pebble being pushed around.Today on the other hand, something new emerged in my dream, someone's hand. A bigger hand than mine trying to reach me. Trying to call me to him and when I finally got hold of his hand, a voice pulled me away from him. Away from the carnival. Away from my dream."Ms Eleanor! Ms Eleanor!" Martin banged on my door and I groaned rubbing my eyes.Opening my left eye, I peered at the alarm clock on my nightstand. 9:06 am. Why would Martin wake me up that early in the morning? Which was ironic because all my life, I would be up at seven a.m running a
"Would you calm down please? Everyone's worried so quit acting like you are the only one here that's affected by everything,"Blaze said,"and plus that girl didn't deserve being treated like that"Calm down, sure. It was easy for him to say. Unlike him everything solely depended on me. Mario couldn't handle such an issue, Drizella on the other hand never worked well under pressure that's why I had called Blaze to help me fix the matter. Only Blaze instead of doing the actual freaking job, he was out here trying to act like a saint.They all knew Daniel Harman. They all knew how in a matter of seconds he would drown a steady ship. Rogers Co's reputation wasn't going to be tainted simply because there was a snitch among us. I wouldn't let my father's company be dragged to the mud. One simple accusation like 'stealing someone else designs' would ruin us. Our clients would want to withdraw from the ongoing projects and ultimately we would end up bankrupt.I tried looking at everything, tri
I wouldn't cry. I wouldn't cry infront of his building that would only give him pleasure. The thought of going back to his home and packing my clothes came to mind. But wouldn't that make me seem guilty?As if I was running away? Which is why, even though I clearly didn't think anything through. Minutes later I was seating on a stool in some bar called Cougars staring at the tinsy cylindrical glass. I never drunk alcohol before, partly because I was a wuss who never dared to go and try new things and secondly because having seen Uncle Mike's addiction had traumatized me."First timer huh?" The blonde bartender asked and I slowly lifted my head to meet his eyes."Is it that obvious?" I asked and he swung the rag so gracefully wiping the clearly clean glass.With a short answer like 'pretty much' he went back to his job serving the girl seated next to me. The thing about bartenders, they had a way of looking hot without even trying, the drool worthy smile, the shirt ripping muscles, God
Bar fights. I never got into bar fights before and now, I had left a man half dead in some bar downtown. It didn't matter though, I would have killed him right there and then if he so much as laid another finger on her.I suppose that's how it worked. Even back then I was always her guardian angel, her protective big brother and she, my little sister. Except the Isabella I knew had grown up, had no recollections of us and was even more stubborn than before.Immediately Cam opened the gates to my mansion, I steadily drove around, parking my car infront of the house. Looking at her, sleeping so peacefully while snuggling my jacket closely to her body made me smile rather than be mad that she plainly denied of knowing me. She was mad that much I had figured and I suppose in one way or another her anger was justified.I had not only let my anger and stress on her but also told her to leave. At that point, I didn't know whether I was telling her to leave my life or my company. I got out o
Ever been ran over by a snowplow and suddenly came back to life or better yet ever been operated on without anesthesia. Of course none of these things ever happened to me rather it was the same intense pain that hit my head that had me thinking about those experiences I had heard of hangovers but no one, absolutely no one warned me of how intense they were. My head throbbed and I winced in pain waking up and resting my back on the headboard."You are awake, finally. Here, have this,"Chica stood infront of me, a glass of water in hand and what I would presume to be pills to kill the headache.I took the glass off her hands, taking the meds and trying to remember what happened the previous night. There was a lot of alcohol involved for sure last night, a hot blonde bartender, a couple of hookers dancing on poles and lastly, a brawl. A brawl that involved an angry Niklaus Rogers on top of another drunk man hitting the living daylights out of him.I couldn't recall much after that but on
"Ooh I- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt"And we abruptly turned to face Isadora. The look on her face was priceless. Hurt, betrayed, jealous. In spite of all this, I found myself staring at Eleanor rather than Isadora or whatever it was she was mumbling about.I was a dick sure for using Isadora as an excuse to kiss her. I had kissed tons of women, slept with different women on different occasions but yet everytime I kissed Eleanor, it was different. It wasn't just a mere sloppy kiss, everytime we kissed it was like learning to kiss for the very first time, like living in a spectacular moment and don't get me started on the effects she had on my little man.She was like my sister. She was again my enemy's daughter. She was supposed to look at me like I was her world yet why was I the one these past few days looking at her like so?Why was my little man aroused everytime she kissed me or touched my arm like she did last night or look at me with those sparkling orbs she had for ey
"No! It won't work!""But you haven't heard the rest of it""I've heard enough and I don't think the idea meets the hotel's expectations"He had shouted and like everyone in the room I grew quiet. Leave it to Niklaus Rogers to get angry over a mere presentation that wasn't actually agreed upon. One hour later, I was seated on the passenger's seat of his Jaguar doing nothing in particular but stare outside the window."Can I turn on the radio?"I asked after minutes of silence. Silence that would cut through glass in a second. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to talk either. Everything that happened today was alot to take in. The fact that Niklaus was clueless on how to apologize and the fact that Carl fired me because of my popularity with the paparazzi. Did it kill him to atleast buy me flowers and apologize? I get that it wasn't part of the contract but I atleast thought he would apologize with a bunch of roses in his hands.I was a dreamer, one that thought that one day my prince
Epilogue"I really think we should stop!",Elle shrieked with laughter her hands trying to push me away.My hands cornered on my very desk as I gazed at her beauty. Eight years of marriage and three kids and she still looked the same to me."Do you really want me to stop?"I smirked tapping my fingers from her knee down down down her thigh.It was her fault anyway for coming to me dressed in that. She knew how much that dress was a turn on for me. I wanted nothing but to rip it off."Y-yes oooooh",she gasped the moment I ran my fingers at the outline of her panties."You should... should stop",her eyes stared at me,"remember last time we tried to make love in your office", she warned.My smile turned wicked. How could I forget. How could I forget the way everyone looked at me when I entered the conference room. I simply I had no words.What was a guy to do when our top most clients heard Elle and I moaning over the microphone?It was safe to say that that was the most embarrassing moment
Good bye.I had watched blood drain from her face the instant I said that.Did I mean it though? I wish I did. I wish I ripped her out of my heart and this madness would end right there and then.I wish I wouldn't be so worried about how she was doing, about how she was. But what's done is done, there was no point of going back to the past.Letting go was a hard thing to do but it was for the best, for me and for her. I loved her, I loved her since we were kids that wouldn't change and even if I fell in love with someone else I think a part of me would always love Elle.She was my first love after all.On a casual Wednesday morning, I was in my office preparing for a meeting. I would fly to the Philippines next week to visit Mario and help him out with some of the issues he had been trying to handle himself.Drizella was quick to inform me that Mario had some issues but he was trying to be the big boy, trying to handle everything by himself so that he could not ask me for help.I coul
He stoked a fire in me, he brought the other wild side of me. My body responded to his touch and my heart ooh my heart turned to jello the very instant he murmured my name like a Benediction.And when he kept on repeating the words 'I love you' with no shame hell I felt loved and God knows I wanted to say 'I love you too'.As I watched him sleep, his naked chest glistening against the morning's sunlight I realised I had feelings for this man. I thought I buried these feelings deep inside but here I was smiling amusedly at how handsome he looked while he was asleep.I didn't regret yesterday at the very least. I was supposed to but I didn't.Deep down when I imagined sex, Niklaus was the only man I was having sex with and not Rocco. I loved Rocco. I used to love Rocco but after everything that transpired yesterday that love seemed to simmer down quickly than steam.Was it possible to love two guys at the same time?With Rocco, he was the perfect man and I guess that's what I was lookin
The light clearly starting to peer through the room made my eyes flutter open.I would have loved to stay in bed all day, to sleep with her all day. Yesterday was- I had always imagined us but yesterday couldn't compare to my day dreams.It was like in a moment, I was in heaven. In a dream even.When I saw the fear in her eyes yesterday as I tugged on the lace of her panties, I sure as hell knew that she hadn't slept with Rocco.And like a fool, I found myself grinning at that. I was the only supposed to touch her, I was the only supposed to be inside her.Once my head came to the conclusion that she was still a virgin, I tried my best not to ravish her immediately. I tried my best to be in control, to not be a caveman, to make sure that the night was perfect.To inscribe that night on her mind forever. And when I was inside of her, feeling her walls convulse around me, I wanted nothing but to come so hard.I restrained myself, I wanted her to reach her orgasm first. For her to have t
After Rocco left me to sleep, I sat on my bed frustratedly. I simply couldn't wait for Isadora and Daniel's wedding to push through and I would leave home.I loved home, I really do but things were changing too fast. Rocco was changing too and I didn't like it one bit.I was bored infact that I started following the patterns on my floral pillows. Few minutes later, the pounding on the door grabbed my intention.The door suddenly opened and Issa popped her head in,"Can I come in?" She asked."Well your head is already in you might as well welcome your body in too", I humored.She trudged to my bed and carefully sat by the bedside. Then she narrowed her eyes at me her lips curling into a smile,"What?" I asked after a minute of piercing silence."Am just trying to figure out why you are mad and who you are mad at"What sort of question was that."You know very well why am mad. You all kept secrets from me. You know I hate secrets and am mad at all of you""It wasn't our secret to share
"I think we are done for today, don't you think?" I grunted pushing the abdominal roller away.Ava sat on the mat looking rather disappointed and although I didn't want to intervene in her personal matters, I felt the need to.Since I went back for the equipment she had been acting strangely...well she did act strangely at times but she wasn't quite herself today.I sat on the mat next to her, my hands on my knees as I stared at her,"So...how was the date?"She rolled her eyes and I chuckled."That bad huh?" I asked.She quirked a brow turning her head so that we could be at a level with her."He lives with his mom",she grumbled."And that's bad because?""Are you seriously asking me that? He's a gamer, spends all his time playing videogames in his parents' basement. And before you ask, yes he told me all that""Atleast he is honest", I joked,"I mean he did come clean about his living situation""He is not my type, Niklaus. I just don't understand why all men can't be like you",she j
Jealousy. Google described jealousy as the feeling or showing an envious resentment of someone or their achievements, possessions, or perceived advantages.I didn't know her nor of her achievements and possessions so there was no way I was jealous even though it took a couple of minutes for them to remember my presence in the room.After they parted from the hug, Niklaus turned to me paving way for me to get a glimpse of Ava clearly. She had an oval face, full lips, black hair that was tied up in a ponytail and don't get me started on her body. She was a ten over ten.I suspected she wasn't any of Niklaus' relatives otherwise I would have met her. And it really got me thinking how she got inside the house since there was a code to unlock the doors, unless she knew the code."Ava, this is-"I cut Niklaus off."I'm Isabella, nice to meet you", I greeted."You didn't tell me about her",Ava slapped his chest slightly and Niklaus laughed. He laughed.A whole thunderous chuckle when he was
He was so irritating. I felt like smacking that smug of his face the minute he said 'I was his'.Just who did he think he was, he was crazy if he thought that I would kiss him in an instant. And dad! Ooh I was so mad at dad.Since when did he start liking Niklaus. They hated each other, well atleast I thought so. I trudged down the hallway remembering each room by heart.I remembered my old bedroom and just down the hall to the left was his room.The very same room where we lay together in each other's arms watching Stranger things. I found myself smiling recalling how he would ask what was so special with 'Steve Harrington'. Steve Harrington was everything to the female population. He was hot, funny and whoo don't get me started on his hair.I stood just outside my old room turning the knob and opening the door. Not only was the room clean but it was the same. As if I never left in the first place, I walked in closing the door behind me.The same vanity table, the same purple sheets
I cringed feeling her tear up on my chest. I knew she would be stubborn but I hadn't expected her to cry. I expected her to hit me, to hurt me but not to cry.Though she did hurt me, I could feel the metallic taste of fresh blood on my mouth and my cheek was numb.She was really strong than she imagined.I run my fingers in her hair, feeling it's silkiness. She sniffled only to step away from me as if my touch was burning her."No",she wiped the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand,"this isn't right"It's right, baby. Everything between us feels right. I haven't felt this way since you left.I wanted to tell her, to scoop her in my arms and tell her everything on my mind.Her eyes rose to meet mine and for a brief moment, I saw her gasp lightly."I did that?"She pointed to my face only then did I remember the little cut on my lip."It's not your fault. Don't mind it, I sort of deserved it", I chuckled trying to make her feel less guilty."Am not a monster like you, Niklaus.