All Chapters of Love me, baby: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

January 2014MORGANA FOSTERA girl walked out of the room, and there was no smile on her face. This meant there was still a small chance of salvation for me and my father. That I could leave here married and "happy."What a bad joke!With two jobs and accumulated college tuition, plus my father undergoing chemotherapy, I was exhausted. Not only were the college expenses piling up, but the hospital bill was also growing larger, and my father's health had significantly worsened in recent months. That's why, and only why, I decided to show up for this interview for a sham marriage.Yes, this is at least stupid. Who still needs something like this in the 21st century?He could be a man too shy to find a wife. He could be a very busy executive who didn’t want to bother with finding a real wife. Or simply an ugly man. A million things crossed my mind while I waited for my name to be called and prayed that the other girl hadn't done so much better than I would now.The mere idea of a sham mar

RYAN BURKEIt was late afternoon, and there were few clouds in the sky. I left the office shortly before 4:00 PM. Morgana would be arriving at "our house" sometime between today and tomorrow; she had been avoiding me for a few months. I hadn't reached out to her during that time, not because I liked her, but because I needed to maintain the farce she and my grandfather had put me in.I never wanted this damn marriage, but I felt some empathy for her situation when she explained her father's health condition.I had been deceived from the beginning of all this. So, we came to a consensus; I wouldn't interfere with her life, and she wouldn't interfere with mine. We would remain in this marriage agreement while her father needed medical treatment, and I would maintain my relationship with Elena. The marriage with Morgana had always been nominal. Honestly, I never paid much attention to her; my affections always belonged to the blonde with blue eyes who dominated me.Since her father passed

MORGANA FOSTERI carefully organized my things in the closet, next to the elegant dresses I had received for the Burke family gatherings. I closed the suitcases with a sigh, eager to escape the tension that enveloped every fiber of my being, and carefully stowed them away in a corner. I filled the bathtub and undressed to sink into the water, hoping to cool down and relax the tension that filled my body.“He didn't even touch you, Morgana! Get a grip!” I whispered to myself, trying to divert my thoughts away from Ryan's presence. Why did he affect me so much? What the hell!I let myself be enveloped by the touch of the water, sliding my fingers over my skin in the hope of dissipating the heat radiating from my body. Moans involuntarily escaped my lips, revealing the intensity of my sensations. It wasn't routine for me, but in that moment, I desperately needed that release, and I knew I couldn't have him for myself, after all, he never touched me.“Morgana?” The sound of the door openin

RYAN BURKEWhy the hell is everyone looking at and praising Morgana now? , I thought, feeling that twinge of jealousy burning in my mind.In recent years, I had been negligent; I didn’t visit her, nor did I inquire about how she was doing. Not even on the day of her father’s funeral. Elena had an issue and was in the hospital that day, and I was with her. So, I accompanied her, but made sure I left Morgana well-supported with all possible resources."Enough with the compliments for my wife, Stefan," I said, squeezing his shoulder firmly and maintaining a smile. "You're embarrassing her."She kept her eyes lowered and a shy smile while all attention was directed at her. This behavior was unusual, even for her."Are you getting jealous, cousin?""Where is my beloved granddaughter?" My grandfather called out, his voice echoing as he entered the room, sparing me from a response. Morgana's eyes sparkled like crystal as she spotted the elderly gentleman entering the room.My grandfather, Mr

RYAN BURKEAfter Morgana left, I looked at the papers on the table and began to flip through them. She had indeed signed. My heart had a small twinge of pain, and I didn't understand why the feeling. I had wished for the end of the marriage for a long time and only married that woman because of her father's illness, which eventually softened my heart and made me continue in that foolish contract of my grandfather's. Now there was reluctance within me to sign back and get rid of her.What was wrong then? It's okay that she wasn't a bad wife. In the first year of marriage, she didn't hinder any of my goals or interfere in any way with my relationship with Elena, so understanding. She even cooked some things I liked.I felt a bit of a cad for having an extramarital relationship, but as it was only a nominal marriage, I felt a bit better as time passed. I always went out with Elena for dinners and private parties without causing any major scandal, otherwise, my grandfather would kill me.A