Charming, and smart enough to hide it. Micheal Adedeji is a selfish man covered behind the perfectly tailored suit of a gentleman. He's the type of man to put himself first before others because he knows how much it hurt to put others first. All he felt for his doctor was just lust and desires he couldn't keep to himself. And when he couldn't have enough of her, he fell in love again even when he didn't want to. For her, he puts himself last. **** Confident, selfless and beautiful, Kambili is a doctor who married at an early age and is only focused on two things: to get a job in other to help pay off her husband's debt and to maintain a happy married life. Caught between marriage drama and the most charming man she has ever met, she's lost in a world where she must decide what to save. A world where she feels safe and supported or one where she feels lost and out of control?
"Hey, good morning," Her husband said, planting many kisses from her face to her ears and her neck. His hands already found their way to her breast from under the sheets and cupped them before she opened her eyes.
Without giving her any chance to respond to his greetings and tell him she wasn't in the mood, his hands were on their way to her pants as they struggled to get them off her legs.
His lips nibbled on her neck, kissing and sucking on her chocolate skin. Kambili let him; surely he wouldn't even believe her if she told him that she was not in the mood. For him, it would be another of her excuses not to have sex with her husband.
And she didn't want that. She didn't like it either. So she let him. Besides, she was married to him, and it was only right that she gave him sex whenever he wanted it, as much as he wanted it. She lay still, faking out a moan as he penetrated and began thrusting and pommeling in and out of her like he was training for a marathon.
Was she enjoying it? No. Did she want to have sex? Yes. She just couldn't say what had happened to her or her libido. In the beginning, it wasn't like that. She used to anticipate sex with Aaron like she anticipated Christmas. And she loved sex with him like she loved eating ice cream, even in cold weather.
But now, after six years of being married to Aaron, she couldn't explain what went wrong. Also, she couldn't say that Aaron wasn't doing what needed to be done; at least she hoped he was.
Because she couldn't blame him for anything, she blamed her stupid libido, maybe, or the fact that she had begun thinking so much lately. She couldn't say exactly what had gone wrong with her. And when he climaxed, she had to fake her orgasm. Fake that she enjoyed it all along.
She hated it every time she had to fake her orgasm. Hated it all the time she had to pretend. But for her husband, for the sake of their love, and the sake of their marriage, she would, and she did.
Even when she felt guilty in many ways, she didn't like upsetting Aaron, no matter what.
"So, what's your plan for the day?" He asked Kambili who was standing up and making her way to the bathroom.
"I'm meeting with Dr. Fred today," she replied as she turned on the shower.
"Dr. Fred? That, Dr. Fred? Why are you meeting with him?" He asked, going to meet her in the shower.
Dr. Fred was her doctor somehow and he was a friend of her father's.
He had also taught her back when she was in medical school. After years of joblessness and with her husband owing the bank, she couldn't possibly remain jobless.
So Dr. Fred was the only one she had to run to for help. Just the day before, he had called her to meet up with him in the hospital. Though she didn't know why, she only hoped it was for the best.
"I asked him to help me with a recommendation. I'm tired of being jobless and wasting my degree." Then she stepped out of the shower, wrapping a large green towel around her body.
"Why do you want to work all of a sudden?" Aaron asked calmly but upset.
"Because I'm tired of being jobless. And besides, we still haven't paid the loan you took from the bank." Kambili said and walked over to the dresser to pick out what to wear.
"Every time you remind me of that loan, that business crashed because it was bad planning, and it wasn't my fault." Aaron sighed as he tried to defend himself, "Yet you talk about it like I'm so foolish that I took the loan"
She remained quiet choosing not to speak to him. She picked out a blue dress and tossed it onto the bed before taking out her wig. Retrieving a weave brush she began combing the wig still standing in front of the dresser.
"Besides, I have another business I'm planning, and a better one; I just need some time to set it up. You don't have to work," the words slurred out of Aaron's lips. He felt a little sad and bitter that he couldn't give Kambili the life he had promised her. Sometimes he hated himself and tried not to regret getting married to her.
"It's not about your businesses, babe; I can't keep waiting for all these businesses you plan to work out. I'm not even sure that's the reason Dr. Fred is asking to see me" Kambili tried to be calm. She didn't want him to think that she didn't believe in him.
"I don't want you to work, Kam. And for real though, we should just stick to the initial plan," he said, coming out of the shower naked.
He walked over to the drawer snatched a towel from a hanger and began wiping his body.
As always Kambili didn't know what to say. If she said it wasn't their decision, she may end up sounding like an inconsiderate wife, and she didn't want to be an inconsiderate wife.
First of all, she really just wanted to work, and secondly, if she didn't, Aaron wouldn't be able to pay the debt alone, especially after losing his job. Thirdly, they might end up losing their apartment too and she didn't want any of that.
"I'll meet with Dr. Fred first," she said calmly.
She didn't want to upset him, but she wanted to meet Dr. Fred. Aaron, without saying anything else, threw on his shorts and then a shirt and angrily stormed out of the room.
He didn't tell her where he was headed, but she didn't ask because she didn't want him to speak as much as she didn't want to speak. She wouldn't even know what to say if she wanted to.
She just ignored him and began to dress up to meet with Dr. Fred.
She fastidiously combed her wig as she stood in front of the dressing mirror. When she had combed it to perfection, she fitted the brown wig on her head before carefully slipping her legs, one after the other, into her blue gown.
Walking to the drawer, she retrieved two pieces of jewelry from her jewelry box: a silver chain bracelet and a gold necklace with the letter K pendant. They were the first gifts Aaron gave her when they got married, on their first marriage anniversary. She still loved them so much.
Taking her handbag and her car keys, she began to step out of the house, making sure to check her time as well just to be sure she was still on track. She didn't like to be late for appointments.
The plan was to f**k a man and get over her annoying boyfriend. Or at least that was what she thought. When the intended one night stand man is introduced to her by her brother, Ian as his best friend and coworker, she’s shocked but happy. What will happen when her brother finds out of her situation-ship with his friend?
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"