All Chapters of Hearts Unbroken: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Tippa’s move from her home city, New Orleans, to the Big Apple was bittersweet. Having to sell her family's house, car, and furniture was all very challenging and has been difficult. It's just so much stuff her parents have accumulated in a marriage of 25 years. But eventually, everything falls into place. Tippa finally got a buyer for the house; she never imagined she would get so emotional about selling the house. It's been her only home for over 20 years. Finally, she realizes that it's no longer going to be hers in two weeks, as she sits at the table with tears in her eyes. So, she packed her bags and moved to a place where she had family. To cheer herself up, Tippa thought. “I’ve always been fascinated with the Big Apple.” But things weren't quite how she had imagined they would be. Her family was fantastic. Living with her dad's brother, her uncle and auntie, and cousins Julia and Ricky, they were very welcoming and supportive. But admittedly, it was different from where she

It's been a few weeks since Tippa saw the handsome young man who was so kind but yet should be avoided at all costs. The two brief encounters implanted in her interest, and she secretly hoped to see him again. She never forgot his name and that gorgeous smile. Every few days, Tippa would repeat his name in her mind “Ross.” Just in case she ran into him again, she wanted to say it like she was familiar with him. But she had no intentions of going any further than that. It took her forever to find this good-paying job, and she wasn’t about to lose it over some guy. So, if she ran into Ross, she knew she was going to be polite like everyone else, and that’s it. Tippa was supposed to have the weekend off, she had planned to move into her new apartment this Saturday. She got up early so she could fix her hair and makeup to her liking. Even though it was cool outside, she wanted to style her hair in a way that would be convenient. When she thought about how hot it could get when you're bu

When Ross arrived for their date, and she opened the door, he said, smiling."Come, my love, let us drink our fill, and let us enjoy this passion together.'"Good evening, Ross; you're in a good mood.""Ever since I met you. Well, are you ready to go my lady?" Ross asks."Sure, lead the way. Oh, let me get my Jacket." “Wait, I'll get it for you." Without hesitation, Ross reaches over to the coat rack and retrieves her coat, attempting to help her put it on.Tippa says, “Thanks, but I can do it.”Ross immediately states holding on to her jacket. “Please give me this honor.” Peering sincerely into her large pretty eyes.“Thank you.”“You're welcome.” He said softly, standing behind her, looking at her cheeks softly blush.Ross watches her as she goes down the hallway. He chuckles, flicks off the light, and hurries to catch up to her. She tries her hardest to contain the sensations burning within, that surface from somewhere deep for Ross.A man as gorgeous as Ross, there was no way a

Tippa slept peacefully and late into the morning. When she opened her eyes, a smile was already planted on her face. She could feel gladness greeting her awakening. It was the weekend, and she didn't have to go to work. The tribute to her happiness is the sensuous night she was introduced to by something called a "sexy nightcap."The feelings of small flames are still glowing like ambers lingering inside her body this morning. Tippa couldn't stop herself from smiling as she lay in bed. This is her first good night's rest in months. Not wanting the feeling to end, nor wanting to admittedly give credit to the much-needed releases that Ross bestowed upon her deprived flesh. Those electrifying hands melted away months of tension in one night. Tippa tried hard not to think about what her body and mind had experienced. It was too unbelievable for her to even comprehend."How was it possible just listening to someone's voice and you experience a fully clothed orgasm? Preposterous..." She says

Tippa felt all she had left was her vibrant personality to get her through this trial, but it wasn’t easy. Being fired from a job was difficult; she had never been fired before, and it was unjust. She had very little to be cheerful about. Her funds were meager, and her job hunt continued longer than she hoped. But whenever Tippa spoke to her family, she needed to sound as normal as possible when her auntie Lacey would call to see how things were going.“Sweetie, this is Aunt Lacey. I have been worried about you working for those people at Kincaid Medical. How is work going? Has everything been okay?” “It’s going well. Don’t worry, Aunt Lacy, I'm a big girl, and I can care for myself.” Tippa lied and silently asked for forgiveness.“I’m happy to hear that. You know Tippa. I want to advise you not to stop looking for work elsewhere. I want you to work somewhere you can be happy doing something more aligned with your goals and dreams. Do you understand?”“Yes, I’ll keep that in mind, Aun