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Chapter 21: Estera Roberts' POV (Present Time)

When we got to his hotel room. The door was barely shut before he pulled me back into his arms, taking off my jacket and pulling off his shirt at the same time. I couldn’t help running my hands down his bulging pectorals, and well-ridged abs. I found he was even more manly than the last time I saw him naked. He was bigger, simply magnificent. He pulled down the zipper of my leather bodysuit, trailing kisses down my chest to close his mouth around my already-hardened nipples. I moaned out loud. He dipped his hands under the band of my panties, pulled the silky fabric down my legs, and quickly took off his trousers, kicking it to a corner. I quivered when he pressed a kiss to my belly button, holding my hips in almost a painful grip. Then he straightened his spine, cupped my face, and kissed me roughly, lifting me up and I automatically wrapped my legs around him. He raised one of his hands to frame the side of my face, carrying me to the big bed behind me. The room was dimly lit, th
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Chapter 22: Estera Roberts' POV (Present Time)

After cuddling for a few minutes just lying there, holding on tight with my arms wrapped around his neck and my face pressed to the side of his face, pressing my lips to his skin. He trailed his fingers down my naked back, while slowly regulating his breathing.“Baby… I’m sorry I was a bit rough, it's been…”“Shh… I know,” I whispered. He gently nudged my face and craned his neck so he could face me, and with our noses touching, he smiled at me. Christ! How was I able to survive all these years without him? I remember this smile -- this rear smile that always lights up my inside like an explosion of fireworks. This smile that I would spend a whole day anticipating and looking forward to doing something that would make him look at me like this.To my dismay, my shoulders shook and my eyes welled with tears. Why is life so unfair? Why do they have to tear me away from him? I released a shaky breath and felt his hand snaked to the side of my face and his long slim fingers gently caressed
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Chapter 23 Estera Roberts' POV (Present Time)

His lips trailed down the slope of my chest until they covered my nipples, he suckled gently and I moaned, arching my back to give him full access to my chest. In reflex, I turned my face to have better access to his thumb that was brushing the corner of my mouth, and closed my lips around him, licking and sucking it. I heard him moaning out my name. The rush of his hot breath on my breast stimulated me further. I felt my vagina respond as the heat increased in between my legs. I reached down to cup his face, making him edge up so I could taste his lips. I wrapped my legs behind his long legs, moving them up a bit, and tightened my hold on him. Putting my self-defense class actions to use, I overturned him and peppered kisses on his pectorals, using my teeth to pull out his flat nipples. I sucked him, lapping and licking him till they hardened. Evan moaned and his frame quivered. I dragged my open palm over his front, loving the control I have over him, and his reactions, enjoying hi
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Chapter 24: Evan Sterling's POV (Present Time)

After the night I just had and the blow I was dealt, it was hard moving from that spot, where I sat on the edge of the bed, still clutching the piece of paper in my hand. I continued to breathe, concentrating on the sound, trying to stay in the bubble I had been in for the past hours. And with her sweet scent lingering on my skin, swirling in the air, and filling my nostrils it was quite easy. The thought of staying curled up on the bed, just inhaling her scent was tempting. A smile tugged at the corners of my lips when the scene of her laughing in the bathroom a few hours before played in my head. My heart tightened painfully. I reached for my phone, flicked my thumb over the screen, and dialed Jacob. He answered on the second ring.“Evan?”“Yup,” I responded.“You finally decided to join the real world, huh?” he said and chuckled. If only he knew how astute that statement was. “Thank you for inviting me, and sorry I bailed on you,” I found myself conversing as if my inside wasn’t
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Chapter 25: Estera Roberts' POV (Present Time)

“Shit!” I cursed under my breath. “Shit! Shit! Shit!”My heart slammed in my chest at the sight of Cole. For the life of me, I have forgotten his existence! Evan, goddammit! From the moment I laid my eyes on him, my reality ceased to exist. How could I have forgotten Cole?! A few hours before I was contemplating being with him and now, the very thought made me very uncomfortable. Cole’s very existence made me feel guilty. How I could feel that way was pure madness! Evan is a married man, damn it! I shouldn’t have even been with him. He was my past. I should have let him stay there. Especially when neither of us could do a damn thing to change our situation. But deep inside me, I knew when it came to Evan, I was powerless. I lack the willpower to refuse him anything. “I love you,” I recalled his passionate declaration that further enslaved my heart. My eyes blurred with tears and I quickly shook my head. It wouldn't do to fall apart now and scare my friends. I stood up, and raised my
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Chapter 26: Estera Roberts' POV (Present Time)

I shut my eyes and took a deep sigh. The answer to that question was quite simple. Evan was my everything and as a result, I shouldn't be with any other man because doing so would not only make me hurt the other person, I would be hurting myself as well. But then to admit to that would mean I have condemned myself to a life of loneliness. A life where I would pine for him for the rest of my life. But is this the end though? The end of my story with Evan Sterling?I had thought Evan was in my past and when I least expected it he came back to claim me and reminded me that he loves me. I may be crazy for still nurturing the hope that he may find his way back to me. But I wanted to give him a chance; a chance for him to fulfill all his promises to me just like I had fulfilled mine. He promised me a family; a life with him filled with love and laughter and children. A life in which he would be the center of my world and I would draw fresh breath every morning with him wrapped around me. He
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Chapter 27: Evan Sterling's POV (Present Time)

Going back to Charlestown seemed longer or perhaps I was too eager to find out what Edward did to Estera that had made her leave me twice now. I accepted it the first time, but never again, especially now that I know he lied to me. I am going to find her if it's the last thing I do. I promised myself.When my driver picked me up from the airport, I asked him to sit in the passenger seat and took over the wheel. Sitting still was killing me. I needed to do something or I was going to go mad. I was a bit disappointed he brought a Jeep, one of my sports cars would have been best suited for my mood. I wanted to race like bats out of hell to the Sterlings' estate, but I couldn’t maneuver the Jeep that way or we might never get to our destination. I wouldn’t be of any help to Estera dead. The thought sobered me a little, and I maintained a 150-speed limit.I let out a sigh when I parked in front of the mansion and didn’t bother glancing at my driver but I could hear his relieved sigh. I pus
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Chapter 28: Estera Roberts' POV (Ten Years Before)

“Estera Roberts, report to the principal’s office at once!” Principal Baldwin's voice boomed in every hallway and every classroom in Marymount College, a private high school in Castle Ridge. A small town about an hour away from New York City. I sat up on my seat at the back of the class and slowly removed my earphones, noting how everyone in my class seemed to turn on their seat to gape at me. “Well, finally! Are you getting more adventurous now that we have just a few days before graduation, Roberts?” Devon said, causing everyone to laugh. “Seriously, what did you do?” another voice I recognized too well interjected. Michael was Devon’s friend. They were both on the school football team and in major pain. They had been a thorn in my side ever since Devon asked me out in middle school and I had told him I intended not to date in high school. He figured I said that to brush him off and he couldn't be farther from the truth. I had indeed made that decision when one of our classmates
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Chapter 29: Estera Roberts' POV (Ten Years Before)

“Argh!!” I groaned as soon I realized Aunt Sophia had forgotten to leave the key to the bungalow for me. I was soaking wet and the rain was pouring as if heaven was planning to come down. It had been a long day, and I was on my feet most of it. The only thing on my mind right now was to have a hot shower and pass out -- literally. But I suppose that would have to wait. I removed my phone from my leather strap bag and dialed her phone. It rang and rang but she didn’t pick up. I paused when I heard a faint ringing sound coming from inside the house. Wonderful! She forgot to take her phone with her too! I thought that was funny when she did it four times before I enrolled in the community college for my pre-med course. I had to run after her to give her the phone each time. I suppose that came as a result of not being responsible for anyone but herself most of her life. She sighed, smiled sheepishly, and made a joke about why my mother had turned out to be the smarter one. I laughed then
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Chapter 30: Estera Roberts' POV (Ten Years Before)

“Who are you and why are you here? Were you trying to steal something? How did you get past the securities? Wait, are you a bloody reporter? I don’t care what network you work for, trespassing is a serious offense, young lady!”“A thief?! Seriously?!” Who does this… this… man thinks he is. Of all the things he could think of, he thought I was a thief first. That was insulting and the reporter thing was an afterthought! I could be a witch, a goblin, a spymaster, or a hired assassin! And he thought I was a thief. “I am not a thief!” I said, stretching upward to say it closer to his face. He was tall I’m guessing six feet plus. I was five feet eight inches and felt petite in front of him. He was still gripping me by my forearms and didn't let go. I glared into his face and watched as he silently studied me.“Then who are you? And why are you here?” he asked with a dim gaze and since I couldn’t possibly tell him who I was without ruining everything I scoffed inaudible indignant nonsense a
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