روايات بقلم Annemarie Musawale

“What do you want from me?” I decided to start the conversation by forcing some clarity onto Sean. Him acting all obtuse like he had no idea why I would be mad at him was pissing me the fuck off.“In what sense?” he asked cautiously.“Don’t look for a right answer. Just tell me what’s in that dumbass head of yours.” I snapped before taking a sip of my coffee.He drew in a deep noisy breath before grabbing my hair and pulling my head back. He glared into my face. “I’ve given ye a lot of leeway because I seem to have done something that’s upset ye. But don’t mistake that for weakness. I’ll have ye over my knee in an instant if you keep disrespecting me.”I blinked up at him, oddly turned on by his aggression. “Understood.” I said quietly.He let go of my hair and sat down next to me, grabbing my cup of coffee and taking a sip. I watched him, bemused and also slightly breathless. I could smell him because he was so close. He’d had a shower in the morning and washed his hair with a shampo

She’s clearly pissed off…or something. I can’t really tell. See this is why I didn’t subscribe to marriage. The random mood swings, the expectations…I have a whole organization to run, I do not have time to figure out what’s eating my wife.Still…her agitation was bothering me. She seemed…hurt and it was making me feel as if the insides of my belly was itching. I wanted to scratch it but I couldn’t reach.“Fuck.” I whispered as I rinsed off and then followed her to the bedroom. But she wasn’t there. “Irina?”There was no response. I strode to my phone and picked it up, calling my security. “Where is she?”“She hasn’t left the house.” A confused Seamus said.I walked out of the bedroom and began to search the house. There were plenty of people about – the maids, the guards, the housekeeper…but no one had seen Irina or Natasha.“They can’t just disappear into thin air.” I said irritably.“Have you checked the bodyguard’s room?” Simon asked.I expelled an irritated breath turning around

“Good morning Miss Dobrev-” Sarah Silver half got to her feet.“It’s actually Mrs. McNally now, Sarah.” I interrupted as I swept past her. “What do we know about the latest attack on me and Mr. McNally?”Sarah plopped back down onto her seat. “Uh, well, we know that whoever did it had too much information on your movements for them to intercept you like that. We’ve been thinking it might be an inside job.”I paused, spinning around to blink at Sarah. “Any proof of that?”She shook her head mutely. “Not really. Just a theory.”“I don’t need theories Sarah. Are you saying there’s no chatter on the network?”“Too much chatter. It’s difficult to parse what’s true and what’s rumor.”“But you’re working on it, right?”“Of course. I have a whole crew tracking every rumor to its source.”I nodded. “Good.” I drew out a chair, and sat down, pulling a laptop towards me. Getting on the dark web, I opened up a window, and sent a message. Then I went on the message boards, to hear what people were

I found myself humming as I made breakfast for my wife. Once I realized what I was doing I really had to scoff at myself. A little bit of sex and the endorphins were making me giddy with joy.“This is such a scam.” I murmured to myself.“What did you say?”Her voice made me jump. I turned to see her leaning against the archway that separated the hallway from the kitchen, one leg bent, dressed in skin tight black distressed jeans, and a black Henley. Her platinum hair cascaded down her shoulder, creating a shining contrast to her dark outfit. She had a slight smile on her face, as if she too were suffering under the attack of endorphins that I was.“Nothing. I didn’t say anything.”“You sure? I heard you murmuring resentfully to yourself.”“To myself. Very important detail.” I pointed at her to emphasize my point.“So why did you say you never said anything?”I angled a sidelong glance at her. “This conversation is going round in circles.”She cocked an eyebrow. “Is it.”“I’d say so.”

I woke up to the feel of my body on fire. On top of that I was experiencing an intense floaty feeling as if I was on cloud nine. I moaned and tried to turn to my side but something was holding me down quite firmly.Wait. What am I doing on my back? I never sleep like that?I forced my eyes open. It was a struggle because it felt like swimming against a tidal wave of pleasure. Finally, my eyes fluttered open and I looked down to see a head of luxuriant red hair between my legs. His tongue was working hard and I felt it flick at some sensitive nub of flesh.My back arched off the bed and I moaned, long and loud. He lifted his head to grin at me, his mouth lined with my shiny juices. “Ye like that eh?” he said before swooping back down to continue eating the hell out of me.“I see…you started…the festivities…without…me.” I gritted out, between panting breaths, my fingers clutching the silk sheets beneath me for dear life.He laughed, hot breath ghosting against my flesh and making me fee

My muscles ached and I was bone tired. I could party with the best of them but the last week had been too exciting even for me. I just wanted to lie down and sleep for a year. "Wake me up when September ends." I said, flopping down on the bed. "Aht aht," Irina said, catching hold of my arm and propelling me away from the bed. "Shower first." She pointed sternly at the door to the bathroom. I gave her a disbelieving look. "Girl...I'm tired." "Yeah, hurry up and shower so you can sleep. You're not contaminating my clean sheets with all of that..." She stretched her hand out; palm facing me and made a circle as if she was law roach describing why my outfit didn't work. "Outsideness." "Didn't know you were such a stickler." I grumbled, pulling my shirt off. "Yeah well, now you do. Congratulations." She said drily. I quirked my lip, pausing at the bathroom door. "You coming?" She froze, in the middle of flinging the extra pillows off the bed. "What?" I lifted my brow, inclining m