"Your wife is not pregnant, Mr. Javier," confirmed the doctor who looked at Amelie. He just clenched his fist. He didn't know what to feel first. Whether it's the pain that he probably doesn't have a child, that he won't really be a father, or the anger he feels for Amelie's cheating on him. It looks stupid to him. Easy to fool and fool. It can easily be rotated in its hands. He didn't think Amelie would trick him into such a thing. 'Where is his heart to make him hope that they will have children? He was beyond happy when he found out she was pregnant. He removed the barrier between them because he wanted to fix their marriage. "Toll." His older brother put his arms around him and squeezed his shoulders tightly. He knows that he feels sorry for him, even Amelie's mommy feels sorry for him. Poor him. In everyone's eyes, Amelie made him miserable. Anger rose in his chest. He tried to think about what he had done wrong to Amelie and why he had to deceive her again and again. He loved it. He confessed even though there was still doubt in his heart if he really loved her. But now, he guessed not. Amelie did not love or be loved by him. It loved no one but itself. It cannot love others. She is nothing but a selfish scheming bitch. "Tristan, son . . ." "I'm fine," he answered, trying to steady his voice. He also tried to hold back the tears that wanted to break out. "Could you let us talk to Amelie first?" he asked his mother. Amelie looked at him who was in a corner. Her brother and Amelie's mother looked at each other before she sighed and nodded. "But please don't hurt her," Amelie's mother pleaded softly. He wants to laugh. Hurt her? If he could, he wanted to hurt her but he couldn't. Because even though he was very angry that he cheated on him, he couldn't hurt him physically. He just nodded slowly. He stared at her for a moment before leaving with Travis. He looked at Amelie who was stunned in her position. His lips are swollen and cracked. There is a scratch on his neck and his hair is messed up because of his mommy's hurt. He walked to where Amelie was. Even its arms also have scratches. He averted his eyes there. He tried to force it into his mind that they were still missing. "T-Tristan . . ." "Don't," he firmly stopped her when he tried to touch her. "Don't fucking touch me." He withdrew his hand and immediately burst into tears. "I He took a deep breath to ease his breathing. He shook his head. He couldn't speak properly because of his anger. His fingernails almost dug into his palm because of his clenched fist. "I wanted to ask why you did that but. . ." He laughed sarcastically. "I remember how much conniving you are." He shook his head. "You can't love anyone but yourself." "That's not true, I love you-" "B*llsh*t! You didn't love me. Tangina, Amelie . . . you didn't love me because love isn't like that. You tricked me, you made me look like a fool with your lies. What? Are you kidding me while you see how excited I am that we're going to have a baby? Are you so happy when I'm hoping that we're going to have a baby, but it's fake?!" He grabbed his arm. "I wish you didn't love me anymore . . . I wish you'd just keep your love to yourself and stop feeling sorry for me. I hate you, Amelie. I fuck*ng hate the hell out of you!" he said emphatically and let go of her arm. He glanced at the ring on her finger. Their wedding ring and the engagement ring he gave her. He grabbed her hand and without saying anything took off the ring and then threw it in the trash. He also took off his and did the same. He turned his back and did not look at Amelie. He doesn't care about it anymore. He left the clinic. He saw his mommy and daddy outside, Tere was with them. They are talking to Travis and Amelie's mommy. It seems that the two of them explained what happened. The first to come to him was his mommy. They are full of tears. "I'm sorry, son," he said and hugged her tightly. He hugged his mommy and fell on her shoulder then he didn't care to cry there. He poured his tears and pain into his mother's arms. He was no longer embarrassed if he was like a crying child. He can't handle the pain. Because it's not just his son that he has to accept that he lost. But also Amelie. He needed to let her go if he didn't want her to lose her head with all the pain he was going to give her. Amelie was stunned by what Tristan did. He couldn't move where he was. He had already left but he couldn't look back at her because his eyes were focused on the trash where she had thrown their rings. He forced his feet to step closer to the trash can. He knelt before it. It had various contents but he did not feel disgusted. He rummaged through the trash to find the rings. He was struggling not only because they were small but because his eyes were blurry from tears. Some people approached his hospital staff to stop him from spreading but he did not listen. His life seemed to depend on finding the rings. Even though they forced him to stand
Chapter 1
He Falls on the bed, face first. That's when his dream was cut short. Too bad he could have kissed Tristan when he fell on the bed. Really sweaty!
In his dream, Tristan was still hanging.
Annoyed, he just rubbed the hurt look. At the same time, there was a loud knock on his door.
"Amelie! Amelie, wake up. Your mom texted, she's on her way!" Manang Josie shouted outside the door of her room.
He just moaned. He still wants to go back to sleep in case his dream is connected.
"Amelie!" shouted the old servant again.
"Yes! I'm awake!" he also shouted back, because he wouldn't stop shouting outside his room until he made sure that she was awake.
"Faster!" it's still here.
"Oh!" he answered only for Manang Josie to stop him then he scrambled to stand up. He stretched his body first before heading to the bathroom.
He quickly showered and dressed. She was drying her hair with the blower when her brother entered the room.
"Aunt is already there, Amelie, hurry," he said.
"Yes, just a moment!" he said. Because he can't let his hair be wet before he leaves the house. Because her hair is porous unlike Sunny who is her half sister-when it is not dried and put on baby oil, her hair will stick out like wires. Sunny is better, inherited their daddy's hair. Fall and straight. Even though he just woke up, his hair is still beautiful.
"Why don't you rebond?" he asked her watching her work.
"On vacation. Daddy doesn't want to give me money so I'm still saving," he answered.
They are not poor. They are rich. His daddy is also not stingy when it comes to their siblings, the case is that his mommy agreed to have him rebonded after all he is fifteen. As expected, his daddy objected.
He just sighed. He feels that his mommy is really the one who doesn't want him to rebond so she agrees even though his daddy opposes it. This is where he inherited his hair. And in fairness to her mommy, her hair suits her.
Because she was born beautiful! He drove. His mommy is beautiful. Its small heart shaped face accommodates thin lips, a pointed nose, and almond-shaped eyes that are complemented by long eyelashes and naturally arched eyebrows.
As for her, she is the opposite of her mommy. He got his mommy's eyes while his nose and mouth are his daddy's. And like them, the parts of her face don't match so she's out of the category of beautiful people.
"Bad trip!" he whined and hurriedly tied his hair when he heard his mommy honking.
Sunny laughed at him, but he ignored it. He will only be more bad-tripped when he sees that even if he doesn't put as much effort as he does, he's still beautiful.
He picked up the bag and quickly ran downstairs. He even met his stepmother.
"Slowly!" rebuke it.
"Sorry, Aunt!" he apologized and continued to descend.
"Go through the kitchen, your daddy is there. He also has a sandwich!" he said and continued to go upstairs.
He went to the dining room. 'His daddy is there, reading the newspaper while having coffee.
He kissed her cheek and took a sandwich from the table.
"Morning, princess," he said.
"Morning, Daddy!" he greeted back here. He winced a bit because he forgot to greet her.
"Your mommy is already there," his daddy said with a snort. His daddy always seems to smell bad when his mommy is around.
"Yes. I'm leaving, Dad!" he shouted and continued outside.
His mommy was bored when he got into the car. Today is Saturday, that's why he will be staying at his mommy's condo.
"Why did it take you so long?"
"You're early, 'My!" he said and bent down to kiss her cheek.
"Oh my God, Amelie! Your mouth is sticky!" its complaint. His eyes were still wide as if you thought he smeared him with shit.
He just giggled.
His mommy took wipes from his bag and immediately wiped his cheeks before finally driving. They were now going to his grandmother's house-his mommy's mommy. He stays there every Saturday and Sunday. And that only means that he will see Tristan again. Tristan's house is just opposite his grandmother's house and he can go in and out freely because of his mommy who is very happy with him.
In just ten minutes they were opposite his grandmother's house. Even before his mom stopped, he took off his seatbelt. When he stopped, he hurriedly got down carrying his backpack and ran into the house, he didn't pay attention to his mom who was yelling at him furiously because of what he did.
"Grandma!" he called his grandmother loudly as soon as he entered the door.
He came out of the kitchen with a spoon in his hand.
"Oh, did you have lunch?" he asked smiling at her.
He approached her, shook her hand and then kissed her on the cheek.
"How come your grandson is awake at noon!" said his mommy. He also approached his grandmother and gave a hand. "I'm leaving, Mom. George is waiting for me," he said, referring to his new wife.
"Aren't you going to eat here first?" his grandmother asked his mommy. "Your father is coming, why don't you wait?"
"Eh, George and I have something to talk about. We'll just have dinner here," he promised his grandmother and then kissed her again before looking back at her. "Don't be stubborn here, huh? Don't wander around," he told her, which she quickly answered.
He's not a wanderer, eh. He was hanging out right there on the other side.
"'La, I'm just over there." He turned to his grandmother when his mommy left, he even peeked through the window to make sure she was gone.
"Get dressed before you go next door," said his grandmother and returned to the kitchen.
He just took off his shoes and changed into slippers and hurried out of his grandmother's house.
He crossed and went towards them. At Tristan's house. Here's his heart again, beating faster as he approaches their gate.
He saw Melba, Tristan's assistant. He immediately greeted her.
"Hi, Sister Melba!"
"Oh, Amelie, was it noon when you went up wild today?" he asked her making her giggle. He knows that he has a crush on Tristan and simply helps him so that he can always catch up with Tristan at their house.
"Is Aunt there?" he asked here.
"Just Sister?" it tempts him with a grin.
"You're so cute," he said, making her laugh. "Of course, my future is with me," he said and also grinned at this.
"Hantaray! The question is, are you willing to be my pet's future?" He waved at her, holding his broomstick in one hand.
It was difficult for him to answer here. He also knows that Tristan will vaguely like him. There are so many people who like Tristan, almost everyone in their batch likes him.
"I'm going in, Sister Melba!" he said and took the initiative to open the small gate and then went inside.
Sister Melba answered him with a loud laugh.
Tristan's house is a bungalow, but it is one of the biggest houses in their area. There is a swimming pool on the side and a garden in the back.
Tristan's daddy is an engineer while his mommy is a plain housewife.
"Oh, you're here again?" said Travis, Tristan's older brother. He was wearing a jersey and shorts.
He leaned in and tried to be cute.
"Yes, brother, I'm here again," he said and still closed his eyes.
His laughter was loud and messed up his hair.
"You're funny," he said, obviously comforting. "Your crush is in the swimming pool. Go, get drunk!" he whispered to her with a mischievous smile on his lips.
His cheeks immediately warmed up.
"You're a bitch!" He pretended to be annoyed, but in reality his feet were itching to go to the swimming pool. "Aunt brought me here."
"Gosh, you're pretending to be!" he laughed and passed him.
"That's really annoying!" he frowned and went straight to the kitchen of the house. He felt at home when he went there.
"Hi Auntie!" he greeted Tristan's mommy who was sitting at the dining table. She is wearing a pink pastel dress and a red apron. Her hair is in a ponytail and a few strands are scattered around the nape of her neck.
He couldn't help but admire Aunt Bianca. He looks like an angel, his face is very gentle, his voice is the same.
Sometimes he wishes he could be his mommy.
"Hello, Amelie!" He looked at her with a smile while still busy with what he was doing.
He came next to her and was curious about what she was doing.
"What is that, Aunt?" he asked curiously. There are sliced bananas, sweet potatoes, and cassava. There is also a cup of sago. In front of it is ground sticky rice. It is cut into pieces and rounded then placed on a tray.
"Tangled?!" he asked with wide eyes, suddenly excited.
" he answered with a smile.
"Can I help?" He still has puppy eyes here. He smiled and nodded.
"Wash your hands first," he said.
He quickly went to the sink and washed his hands then returned to the dining table. He already helped round the sticky rice.
He is happy when he comes here, because apart from seeing Tristan up close, he enjoys bonding with Aunt Bianca. He often teaches her to cook, sometimes he helps her in the garden and cleaning their house.
The day goes by that he is tailing the lady when he is here. He also knows a lot about Tristan because of it.
He knows that she knows that he likes Tristan, because sometimes he intentionally tells her about Tristan.
He couldn't help but think that she might also want him as a son-in-law. He shuddered when he thought about it.
"My!" Tristan called to his mother as she entered the kitchen.
He stopped circling the stick and fixed his gaze on Tristan.
It's wet because it's from the pool. He is wearing only board shorts and no top. He didn't know why he couldn't take his eyes off Tristan's body when he was used to seeing him naked even when they were kids.
He noticed that Tristan's body expanded a bit. His shoulders are gaining muscle and he has abs! When did it grow there? He does not know. He didn't notice. Just now and he couldn't take his eyes off it.
"What are you doing, Tristan? You just got wet with Melba's mop!" Aunt Bianca is hostile to this.
Tristan scratched his forehead and grinned.
Wow, it's like his heart is going to come out of his ribcage because of that smile. He only wished that it was for him because Triatan didn't seem to see him. He didn't even glance at her even though she was next to his mommy.
It's always like that, he's just like the wind in front of it. Unlike when they were in elementary school, he always noticed her. Because he is his favorite bully along with his cousins and their friends.
"I'm just going to get Drake and I juice," he said.
"It's me! I'll just take it there. Go ahead, get out and maybe the floor will flood even more."
"Thank you, 'My," said Tristan and turned away.
He was left speechless. He didn't really glance at her even a little while since he entered the kitchen he never lost sight of her.
"Amelie, can you take it to the pool?" Aunt Bianca woke him up.
He is already putting a pitcher of orange juice from the fridge and glasses on a tray.
"Yes!"
He went to the sink to wash his hands again. He simply combed his hair that was tied so that his standing hairs came down.
"It's mine," he said and took the tray with juice from the dining table.
"Can you do it? Or should I just call Melba?"
"No. Don't. I can do it," he assured her.
He picked up the tray and left the dining room to take the juice to the pool.
He was still far away when he heard splashes of water and laughter. He took a deep breath before going out. Drake, Bench, Carlo, Justin, Eve, and . . . Sunny.
He frowned, he didn't know that his brother would come here. He was sitting on the edge of the pool with his feet in the water. Tristan was in front of him with half of his body submerged in the water and looking up at his brother while they were laughing.
The smile disappeared from his lips. He looked like a statue while looking at the two. He even got over being trampled on the chest. Sunny was wearing yellow short shorts and a white t-shirt, her sister's black bra was scratched because her clothes were wet.
"Hey, finally!" He was even more surprised when Drake stood in front of him and poured juice into the glass.
He tilted his head to look at Sunny and Tristan again, but Drake tilted his head as well and imitated him.
He frowned at this. Obviously annoyed again.
"Hey, Amelie, you're getting better," he said with a smile.
Even though he knew that Drake was just tripping him, he couldn't help but blush. It's not every day someone tells her she's beautiful, even if it's just a joke.
He accepted that she was not beautiful. Every day he reflects!
He smiled at Drake even though he often wanted to erase his face because he was one of the strongest Alaskan men in him.
"Little thing," he said while tucking a hair behind his ear.
Drake's laugh was so loud that he almost choked on what he was drinking.
"The boat!" It almost killed me laughing. They got the attention of others. Bench approached them accompanied by Justin. "Hey guys, Amelie is joking, oh! What's that again, Amelie?" Drake turned to her with bright eyes, delighted with her.
"I don't know about you, crazy!" he said here and ignored it.
The three laughed. Justin and Bench got juice. When they turned away from him, he then walked to the edge of the pool where the wrought iron table where their towels were placed. He put the drink tray down there and then turned around when he bumped into the man behind him.
He heard loud laughter after he bumped into Drake's chest and lost his balance and fell into the pool.
He was gasping for breath. The water was up to his neck so even if he didn't know how to swim he wouldn't drown, the case was, his eyes widened when he felt a sudden pain in his leg going up to his thigh. Makes him cringe!
He was in so much pain that he sank into the water and struggled to lift himself up. He also swallowed water which made it even more difficult for him to come up.
"Help!" he asked for help from those on the edge of the pool when he was finally able to raise his head, but he immediately sank as he writhed in pain again. The pain went up his thigh.
Even under the water he could hear them laughing. Maybe they think he's joking or maybe no one really cares even though he's struggling. He almost cried because of the pain of his spasm and also because he can drink water. Until he completely sank and couldn't get out.
He was struggling to breathe and he knew that he would run out of air in just a few moments. He wanted to stand up and walk his legs to lift his head and get some air, but he couldn't. He was already crying if you could do it under water. He called his father in his mind to help him, but he knew he wouldn't hear him.
He's going to die. . . he was too young to die. He was about to close his eyes when an arm wrapped around his neck and pulled him up before he ran out of air.
He let out a loud gasp as he gasped for air. He coughed and he could hardly breathe because the water he drank was also coming out of his nose. He felt someone pull him into the pool and lay him on the side. Her vision was blurry and she was dazzled by the light, but something blocked that lightTristan's worried face.
Tristan...
To Be Continued...
"I don't want that, ma" I begged my stepmother. Two men drag me inside, where mama suzy sells me. ""Don't be stubborn Chin, this is for your dad" he said firmly. I was just crying, I saw my stepsister with her arms crossed and smiling. They let me into the dark room, but it looked like someone was there. He on the lights, "you're finally here Ms. Grabella" a deep and cold voice echoed in my ears. I swallowed "W-who are you?" I asked, he didn't answer and pulled my waist towards his thigh. He smelled my neck so I sobbed softly. "hush now baby, i won't hurt you don't worry. Okay? My baby chin, you're finally mine now" he said and kissed my forehead while stroking my hair. He hugged me. "I'm Ezekiel, call me zeke. Baby" he introduced me without saying a word. "You're now mine" he said and squeezed my legs. I am chandria chin A. Grabella, and he's Ezekiel kent B. Oxford the multi-billionaire and a successful businessman. Who have been obsessed with me and crazy about me. And this is my life with this fine but dangerous man...
"Honey" I happily called my wife when I saw her go home to our mansion and I couldn't stop myself. I immediately greeted him with a tight hug and buried my face in his chest. Tears flowed down my cheeks again, not because I was hurt because I miss him so much. I was in tears because he still came home. He's back, he's back to me. "Laven, I miss you, so much, honey!" I said and tightened my hug around her waist. I felt both of his arms move and I was expecting him to hug me back. But it just grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back a little. Then he walked away from me, I was like a child who had his toy snatched from him because of what he did. "Hon?" "Let's talk," he said to me coldly. It seems that something is choking me and I'm struggling to breathe again. "W-Will you listen to my explanation, hon? We're welcome again? Can you forgive me? Thank you, Laven! I love you. I love you, so much hon!" I still cried, I promise. All the pain he gave me two months ago suddenly disappeared and was replaced by too much joy and happiness. "Thanks--" "I got pregnant, Aly." My smile suddenly disappeared and I felt at that time that a bomb exploded in my brain and it was difficult to recover. Those are just three words, but they have a very strong impact on me. It was as if my soul had separated from my body. My heart was beating fast and I was slowly getting hurt again. "No!" I screamed and almost burst a vein in my neck because of the force of my scream. "And she's Alice." "Laven! Not like this! This is not what I want!" I cried and shouted to my husband. "Aly, you know how much I wanted to have a child! But you can't give it to me!" he also shouted back at me. He makes me look like he loves me and I can't give him that. But not this way! No! This is not really what I want, eh! "You know that I won't have any more children, eh! But...Laven, I don't like this..." I begged as my sobs grew louder. It's s-sick to me. How could he do this to me? I'm his wife, do I think he loves me? "That's it! You can't give me a child!" he asked and even tweaked his own hair. He's obviously frustrated, isn't he? "Laven...we can adopt, eh..." I suggested which made him even more angry. "I don't like that! I want you to be mine, Aly, you can't give me a child so I came to Alica." My heart seems to be breaking because of what my husband did. I feel like my heart is being squeezed. That hurts. "I can't accept that, Laven! No!" Why is it that most of the women he gets pregnant are my cousins? Why still Alica? Why is he still...and when... "Laven..." I held my husband's foot and let the tears roll down my cheeks. What he did to me was so painful. "She's pregnant, Aly. Two months..." I finally fell to my knees and let go of Laven. "Let's separate, I want to marry her, Aly. I'm sorry." "Laven! L-Laven, please!" I called my husband and I was afraid... I was afraid of what would happen. I just looked at my husband who was leaving our house. I can't follow him because my knees are getting weak. I can not accept. Laven...this is not what I want, eh. Lord, why are you punishing me now? I love my husband very much... Don't take him away from me. Please... Don't do this to us. "Laven!" "Ally!" Jullie rushed to me. During the time that my husband did not come home to me, my cousin stayed here because he was wondering what I should do. "Jullie, stop my husband, please! Stop him from leaving!" "Aly, t-it's okay, please... Stop it. Leave your husband alone," Jullie also cried and begged me, which I quickly shook my head. "I-I can't, Jullie. I can't... I love him, I-I love him so much. I'm going to die, J-Jullie... I'm going to die if I lose him!" I promise I will still cry. Seeing me trying to get up from kneeling on the floor, my cousin hugged me tightly. "No! Let me go! I'll stop Laven! Let me go, Jullie!" I shouted. At that time I seemed to lose control of myself. I feel really crazy and scared. I'm afraid of being left by the man I love. "Laven!" I saw myself again kneeling in front of my husband carrying a huge suitcase. He decided to leave our mansion. He decided to leave me. He is ready to leave me... "Laven, please. Don't do this to me, please. I love you, I love you so much, Laven..." I begged and cried. "Let me go, Aly. Let me do this..." he said with difficulty, I sobbed and shook my head. "Don't, please? Just stay here... Don't leave me... I can't lose you, honey... I can't," I said and my voice broke. I really can't... I'd rather die than for him to leave me forever and he chooses my cousin Alica. "Don't you love me, hon? Why did you do this so quickly? Why did you let go of me so quickly? Do you still love me?" I love you..." I cried harder because of what I heard... "It's hard for me to do this too...but it's necessary. H-We won't be happy..." "You love me. Why would you leave me? Just stay here... Come back to me, please? Honey..." "I promised Alica, that my mother and her will be th
This is the third round tonight. It seems that he is not tired and tired yet. While my knees were shaking and panting even he was moving. He kept kicking me from behind. One of his hands was pulling my hair while the other was massaging my clitoris which gave me more excitement. His lips were busy kissing my neck and back. "Ugh! Ugh! You're so f*cking tight!" Ugh! You're so delicious!" the room was filled with grunts and moans from both of us. And again I felt a strange tickle developing in my stomach. "Sh*t! Ugh! I'm almost there. Hurry up!" It's hard for me to speak because I feel so good. "Ugh! Let's c*m together b*tch!" and he held one of his hands on my breast and squeezed it so much that it seemed to be shaking. I don't know which will hurt me more, squeezing him, or hearing him call me a b*tch. I ignored it and the desire to reach the climax prevailed. After a few more we screamed at the same time from the taste. We are both holding our breath. I fell down completely and he fell next to me. I didn't realize it and I was swallowed by tiredness and sleepiness. I last saw a pair of his gray eyes before they closed completely.
Blare Maiden Sy 25 years old homeschooled girl she lives with her aunt in New York Her parents died when she was young she was left with her aunt Sandra who has no husband and children When he graduated, he was sent home to the eastern coast where his grandmother got sick, so he had to go home and have his grandmother here, especially in his business. Tacoma Kyro Laduvic 32 years old mayor of a town on the eastern coast, the youngest mayor in his area, he is known for being ruthless, all the corrupt in the capitol, he was removed and bribed, all property that was not covered by their name was taken away when it turned out to be similar to serving in the government His grandmother is the Gov. And his uncle is the v-gov, so there is nothing against the people who own half of the land in their area. Prologue Let me go, what the hell - blare while struggling with the man I told you to stay away from that guy - shouted loudly when the man suddenly took her from the party Who are you to say I am? Who are you to say I am? Really you didn't know me after all - man What are you going to say - blare What is this man going to say in Blare's mind? After I pleasure you - man with a devil smile What are you saying pleasure pleasure are you on drugs let me go I will sue you - blare Then go case me baby - male and his body is more stressed because he blare turned it away when blare's face turned to the other side because he felt hot Do you remember that day baby you please me to put my dxck inside you - the man whispered in her ear She was not surprised by the hot breath that hit her ear but by what the man whispered No no Not in Blare's mind while thinking about what happened to him last 2 months I think you remember that day baby when you opened your thighs for me and begged me to let you in that night you became mine - Blare took a breath when the man's face fell on her neck she almost screamed Especially with the hot breath this Help help - blare is struggling with the man everything that I touched and kissed that night it's all mine so I own you even your soul are mine only mine - whispered a man with a mixture of Anger and worry here What do you say Mr. you just kissed me that's all then I'll tell you I'm not the one who owns me and no one owns me and my body That's just my fiance and that's not you - Blare shouted, he was really thankful and that's not him anymore The man stuttered but it looked like he was wrong because the man's face darkened Her eyes widened when the man took over her lips. She struggled but the man pressed her body harder. Here she turned more. Her body leaned against the wall. She tried to close her mouth. Napa. She bit her lower lip when the man bit her. She licked the blood I'm just reminding you that you are mine don't begrudge my patience, you might just find yourself in my bed naked and moan all day long pumping you hard until you get pregnant - man while blaring for breath he was holding his knee You're an animal - blare he almost choked her out of breath a while ago and then the man bit her lower lip I'm territorial person baby so be a good girl and stay away that man - man before he left he kissed blare again.
I could ruin a relationship but I won't because I will go through the process that the man in front of me needs right now. "Please!" "Please!" please talk to me. "I can do everything you want, just please give your kidney to my love," he pleaded with me. I am hurt because he is doing everything just to keep the girl he loves alive. I am selfish but my health is also at stake and my love for him as well. "You know what I want, you know how much I love you..." "FINE!" he quickly went to what he had to say. I just finished secondary school when I first saw him and I can say that I loved him before but he was just like air to me. "I do sacrifice my freedom because I love her so much. You obsessed to me Bless, you did," he said and actually pointed to himself and shook his head. "But you won't be happy with me because I'll make sure we're only connected on paper. There's no me, no you, because there's no us!" he said seriously. His face is serious as far as I can see, he's not angry and also he has nothing to be angry about because he came here voluntarily because he needs something from me. "So, we have nothing more to talk about," I said. It's up to him if I look like a contradiction to their love. He is the one who needs me, he should be the one to follow because I am talking about my life here. "Okay! just give me time for her recovery," he responded three times and actually raised both of his hands. The power of love can sacrifice freedom, my mind said. "Do you think I'll let you get close to him just in case?" I asked seriously and walked towards the door. I opened it to signal that he can leave because he has nothing to do with it. Our conversation is over because it's not possible anymore, what he wants is what will follow. "I will only do one year to teach and try to love you. If it doesn't happen in one year, you will leave yourself," he answered seriously and walked out of the house. I smiled because I knew that was enough assurance for him to learn to love me too. "Prepare yourself because you will be involved in the operation tomorrow," he said last before heading to his car and until he disappeared from my sight. The operation was completed successfully. Dr. asked for consideration. Monteleagre to take care and watch over the girl he loves first. I'm not selfish because I still have compassion. Knowing that when we are destined even if the world turns upside down, we are really meant for each other. The day passed and it took months, Dr. The talk is Monteleagre. He secretly let me live in his mansion and he also sent me to school so that I could finish my studies as a doctor. A lot has changed in a sacrifice, he almost lost what he says we are only connected on paper. "Mahal?" I called him because he was just in the kitchen cooking. "Can I borrow your dermatology book?" I will ask. "Just get it from the library," he answered me as he tasted what he was cooking. This is his routine, so I'm here to prove that what they say about love is a choice is really true. He didn't say the magic word but I'll feel it. "Taste it baby?" he said and came to me. I'm thrilled when he looks like this to me so I can't get rid of my smile. He slowly brought the spoon closer to my mouth but before I could taste it, my stomach turned upside down. I don't know what happened but Im feeling weak after throwing up and no one is vomiting but I didn't expect the anger I see from his eyes. His a doctor, he knows what happened. I thought he would be happy if he found out I was pregnant and we would become a family but everything I thought in return turned out to be a nightmare for me. He accused me that I am wh*re. "I can not bear a child!" are words that keep repeating in my mind. How can I defend myself if he closed the conversation and he hated me so much because he taught that I am a filthy woman and a whore? I faced all the accusations, cruelty to me even though I was pregnant because I felt him and I love him but everything has a limit since I was married because of an event that can't be returned even when. I left...but I swear I will come back and make him look like he was wrong for all the accusations against me! I will also make sure that the person who lied to him will pay for his belief. Because it will be proven if I have not committed any sin because I am the aggrieved because I am a clean woman and he can also bear a child. One day I will make you down and on your knees and beg me!
"Get her, bring her to our hidden basement" he said while looking at me with a deadly look Lord! I know I'm a philosophical person but why did I have to end up in this situation? I'm Mary Viatrixe Xylline Monteverde, a philosopher, basagulera and crazy woman but I didn't know this man would be the only one I would fold. "I don't even know that old man, you bastard!" I sneered at them and I was very surprised that a man grabbed my arm, that's why I changed his face when he kicked his balls He immediately groaned in pain and sat on the floor "Fanga, that's just a girl you can't hold tight yet" shouted this man so I looked at him badly "I am not his daughter. I don't know that, are you a fool?" I yelled back at him and I felt a cold aura from him and suddenly signaled. I was very surprised that three macho men grabbed me. I tried to get out of their hands but they were so strong that I couldn't struggle. Their muscles are very big and it's hard to fight with them stubbornly, especially when there are three of them that stop me. "Boss, don't feel sorry for my son, please. I know I'm wrong" suddenly said a man who was by my side and was also held by the men What son is he talking about? I just met that while he was running towards me and then he suddenly said that I was his daughter? Am I being affected by this? "Diě" said this very cold man and he suddenly raised a gun and pointed it at the man's forehead "D-Derick, this is my son, take him instead of me. He can serve the Master. He can be made a maid, a slave or maybe a bed warmer" said this man who made my eyes widen What is it? Bed? Suddenly, my heart beat faster, especially when the smile appeared on the face of this boss. "Hey! I don't even know you and then all of a sudden you're going to give me to this stupid man? Are you crazy? I wonder what's in bed? I'm a decent woman f*ck you!" I shouted angrily at this and at the same time the gunshot hit the old man's forehead I suddenly fell silent and bit my lip as I felt my body tremble. It was the first time I saw someone killed in front of me and I knew I was traumatized here. "Go follow my instruction" ordered this demonic man and the men who held my arm pulled me Even though I was shaking from what I witnessed, I was still able to walk and ride a car. Even though I sympathized with this problem because of his stupidity, I still felt a little pity for him. Yes, it's only about 1%. After an hour, the car I was riding in stopped and they pulled me out of it "What the hell, take it easy oh. I'm a very fragile woman and if you pull me it's like you're pulling a big cow" I yelled at them again "Fragile? You look like an amazon" said the man who made my blood boil as they pulled me. Tsk, thank you for keeping me captive if I hadn't destroyed that skull earlier. I just noticed that I had stumbled upon a large mansion. Is this the basement? It is too big and dirty to be called a basement. That Master looks rich. A few minutes passed again and they brought me into a room and I didn't see even a thing or furniture. Is this really a room? The men holding me violently pushed me to the floor and closed the door on me and locked it I slowly stood up even though my back still hurt from the impact of being hit on my back. What am I going to do here? There is no bed or tv. It's boring here. This mansion is still rich and yet this room is empty. Suddenly the door opened and it revealed a man with a socket of good looks but a terrible posture. Just one look from him is sure that I'm already buried. "Who are you?" I asked him firmly while raising an eyebrow "Are you a daughter of Ronald?" He asked me and I raised my eyebrows even more "Ronald who?" I asked with difficulty "It looks like Ronald fooled me again huh" he said "You're stupid" I said and suddenly his expression changed. "Excuse me?" He said and walked straight towards me "You got fooled fast so basically, you're stupid" I repeat and step back as he approaches me with a sharp gaze "Mary Viatrixe Xylline Monteverde is a beautiful name" he said and he suddenly stopped walking "Of course my mother thought of that." When I'm proud of him. By the way, how did he know my name right away? I haven't said that yet. Tsk, he immediately did a background check on me. "Your name would be fitting if it were written in a tomb" he coldly said causing my smile to disappear "What if I bury you? It's good to be out of there" I shouted "Go on" he playfully said so I prepared myself. I was a black belter in taekwondo when I was in college, so I am confident in my skills. I immediately punched him and accompanied him with strong kicks that would knock anyone down immediately when hit. All of this he avoided quickly which annoyed me. How can he avoid and block my attacks? Should I use my last technique? I suddenly stopped and stared at him "Done already? Tsk weak" he said and I grinned at him I lowered the strap of the shirt I was wearing an
The kiss grew more passionate as he felt her warm supple body pressing against his chest. He couldn't believe how soft she was. He was gentler this time, making love to her with a slow, languorous pace, pausing now and then to check the expression on her face. Kira was. transported. She no longer felt the fabric of the sheets underneath her. One moment, she was floating in the air, cuddled by cotton candy clouds. The next, she'd become one with a dinghy, bobbing up and down with the undulating waves. His scent enveloped her. He was on top of her, using his arms to support his weight and avoid crushing her. She snuggled up closer to him, safe and snug, cocooned in his warmth. Kira had always marvelled at Austyn's stamina, but he outdid himself tonight. In the midst of overwhelming rapture, Kira still had the presence of mind to broach the subject she'd been meaning to bring up. 'My dad's medical bills.' Austyn paused. He frowned as he looked into those beseeching eyes. 'It'll be taken care of by the end of business day tomorrow,' he said with a bit of an edge in his voice. Kira breathed out. ****** She is a 21-year-old college student who dreams of becoming a journalist. He is the heir of the McCarthy family and president of a business empire. She is bright-eyed and vivacious, a glass-half-full kind of gal. When life throws her a curveball, she knocks it out of the park. He is the archetypal alpha male, aggressive and domineering. Endowed with both brains and brawn, he steamrolls over his enemies and rules his company with an iron fist. The two would never have crossed paths if not for a cruel twist of fate. Kira's world was turned upside down when her father was hospitalised after a car accident. The medical bills were astronomical. Austyn McCarthy offered her a way out. The price: becoming his contract wife. At night, he consummated their marriage but called out another woman's name. Who was she? Why did Austyn marry Kira if he was in love with someone else? Kira was his lawful wife, but she had no right to ask these questions. Then one day, the woman showed up in front of her.
"You're the moon wolf, Lola. You're the wolf with the power of the Moon goddess", Serena said and collective gasps were heard in the room. After being rejected by her mate in Moonlit pack, Lola escaped on a full moon only to enter the territory of the next Alpha King who also happened to be her second chance mate. Adrian is the next Alpha King but he hasn't been able to assume his role because he needed a Luna by his side. A rogue that trespassed on his territory, whom he ordered be killed turned out to be his mate leaving him in a dilemma. Will Adrian reject Lola because she came into his territory as a rogue? Will he overcome what happened to him in the past and give Lola a chance or reject her and go ahead with Fay as his chosen Luna? What will happen when everyone finds out just how much power Lola wields and how she's supposed to protect her kind in an oncoming war? Find out in Lola - The Moon Wolf!
For seven years, Jillian pursued Bryan with unyielding passion, but he remained distant, his emotions tightly sealed. Disheartened, she left for overseas after graduating from college. Three years later, Jillian, now a successful attorney, sat provocatively on the lap of Bryan's competitor. She flashed Bryan a playful smile and taunted, "What's wrong, Bryan? Are you impotent?" Bryan's restraint shattered in an instant. In a swift motion, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. The next morning, as Bryan woke up, Jillian flashed a mischievous smile. "Let's keep things casual, okay?"
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"