Novels by stormywriterz

The suite we stayed in is reportedly the largest. It's located in the main building, housing three suites: VIP, deluxe, and super deluxe; all three are occupied by academic shareholders. Beyond them, S.X. doesn't offer slots for other academics to purchase shares.That was Arthur's brief explanation as he ran the shower, while I nearly fell asleep in the bathtub. However, I felt awkward even closing my eyes. Even though we'd been touching each other more than this, it didn't feel right to let him act like he was serving me. I don't know, hopefully I'll get used to it soon. No, no. I mean, I have to keep learning to get used to it. Nina, gain your confidence.Warm steam filled the bathroom. Arthur rolled his sleeves up to his elbows while I leaned back in the bathtub. When he looked down at me, his gaze softened—steady, full of quiet confidence.“Relax your body,” Arthur murmured, almost like a whisper.I nodded slowly. “S-sorry…”Arthur gave a faint smile, the kind that made my chest

Wait. So that means not just watching, but we are actually gonna do it. Wow, I checked my heartbeat; it was erratic. I felt ashamed of myself for being so excited and ready to explode.Arthur raised a gentle hand. The media understood, but they had to back off and reduce the intense shots."Thank you all for your attention. I've gathered the media to introduce my wife, Nina Amora."Arthur held out his hand without a smile, staring intently at each camera. It seemed Arthur was determined to dispel any impression of friendliness, letting the public know he was disturbed by all the news."That's right. Previously, I was determined to protect my family's privacy. However, I've always been open to my wife's input and wishes. The rumors and gossip won't stop until we stop them," Arthur asserted."Why is it necessary to participate in academy training?" one of the reporters, who looked petite and the youngest, asked again.The moment the corners of Arthur's lips tugged at each side, revealin

"Are you serious, Sir?! B-but-?"I gasped, swallowing hard as I looked at Arthur; he looked fresh in his kimono towel. His wet, tangled hair made my heart race. I could still feel Arthur's head resting on my chest, stealing the sound of my heartbeat."We'll be docking in an hour," he said as he walked closer and took Baby Leon's hand. The attentive gesture was hilarious to see because Arthur wasn't the type of man with a soft face."The best dress is already prepared in my cabin. Your role as Grand-Lady is quite complicated. You'll be greeted by hundreds of reporters. They'll ask you about my personal life, why you're in the public eye, and crazy things about Leon," she added."About Leon?" My breathing became heavy. Of all the things about her personal life, the issue of Baby Leon was the most sensitive.First, Arthur is not Leon's biological father.Second, Theresa, Leon's biological mother, wasn't a good mother either. She was insane, repeatedly using her baby to blackmail Arthur.

"Sir, you can't let your ex-wife win. Please don't die first!!!""You think so?"The tangled, straight hair that covered his handsome face was pushed back. Arthur Moric rose after my hand gave him a firm tug. Oh my God, I couldn't believe those fingers were capable of knocking that muscular man off the edge of the ship. Fear always exerts a power beyond human reason. But I ended up completely stunned.Arthur squirmed, his arms locking me in. His sharp eyes, sharp jaw, and the pungent scent of expensive musk perfume made me hear my own heartbeat. Reality hit me hard, slamming me back into the real world. Who was I? Who was I to shout at and point fingers at my own master?Especially while wearing a knee-length, puffy dress that wasn't even a real dress. It was just a children's entertainer costume."So-sorry, sir." Before my gaze could fall, Arthur pinched my chin. A deceptive kind of compulsion. Of course, this was a blessing in disguise. His hazel pupils resembled eternal twilight. H