Chapter: Chapter 20It was a Sunday evening and the evening breez was choked with the scent of rain. Raelynn’s hands on the keys were fumbling in the lock, but Brad’s mouth on hers made it impossible to concentrate. Their kiss was a desperate, hungry thing, a week’s worth of frustration and longing pouring out in a single, fiery embrace. They stumbled inside his apartment, the door swinging shut behind them, their bodies pressed together as they fought to shed their clothes. The world outside, and all the reasons they shouldn't be doing this, had ceased to exist."Brad," Raelynn breathed, her hands fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. "Stop."But the word was a lie, a whisper of protest that her body was already betraying. She wanted him, and she knew he wanted her. The air was charged with a tension that was about to break.Just as Brad was about to pull her close, a small, clattering noise from the kitchen broke the spell. A sharp, echoing crash of ceramic against tile.They froze, a deer in the he
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-24
Chapter: Chapter 19Renee tried to take control, her hands peeling Brad's shirt off his shoulders, her fingers exploring his broad muscular chest, too hot for a man over forty. Brad moaned softly, his body responding to her touch."You're a so bad, very very bad, why are you so bad?" Renee whispered, her voice whimpering as she tried to stabilize the sweet sensations coursing through her.Brad nodded, his eyes locked on hers. "Yes, you like bad boys," he said, his voice laced with desire.Renee burning with thirst and desire, her fingers moving lower, unbuttoning his pants. "Well, let's see what we can do to change that."She did not believe she was saying that.Brad's dick was hard, his breath coming in short gasps as Renee stroked him. She knelt in front of him, her tongue flicking out to tease the tip of his dick. Brad groaned, his hands fisting in her hair."You like that, don't you?" Renee teased, her voice low.Brad nodded, his eyes closed in ecstasy. "Yes, baby," he moaned.Renee took him into her
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-24
Chapter: Chapter 17The week dragged on, each day a slow, agonizing slide into a pit of regret and confusion. Raelynn had become a ghost in her own life, avoiding her phone as if it were a bomb, refusing to answer her mother's calls, and ignoring the barrage of texts from Brad. She was hiding, and she knew it. She was running from a truth she couldn't outrun.On Friday afternoon, a hard, insistent knock on the apartment door jolted her from her stupor. Her heart leaped into her throat. She wondered who it was. The knock was too confident, too demanding. She hesitated, her hand hovering over the doorknob.The knock came again, louder this time. She took a deep breath, steeling herself, and opened the door.He stood there, a vision in all his infuriating, handsome glory. Brad Kingston, dressed in a simple white t-shirt and jeans, his silver-streaked hair a little disheveled, his eyes a turbulent sea of emotion. He didn't say a word. He just walked right in, as if he owned the place, and closed the door beh
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Chapter: Chapter 17It felt as though she was spinning, the world around her.They moved to the couch, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Brad leaned in, his eyes locked onto Renee's lips. "Can I kiss you?" he asked, his voice low.“You already did” she whimpered.“I know…I want to hear you ask for it” He growled.“Yes…Yes kiss me” she mumbled.And he kissed her passionately.Renee nodded to his kisses on her neck, shivering, her breath hitching. Brad's lips met hers again, soft at first, then deeper, their tongues dancing together. He cupped her face, his fingers tangling in her hair as they kissed passionately.Brad pulled back, his eyes dark with desire. "You're so fucking gorgeous," he whispered, his hands moving to her shoulders, pushing the straps of her dress down. Renee bit her lip, her breath coming in short gasps.Brad unclasped her bra, revealing her full, round breasts. He leaned down, taking one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. Renee moaned, her back arching, her fingers gripping
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Chapter: Chapter 16Raelynn stood on the doormat outside Brad Kingston’s condo, her heart beating a frantic drum solo against her ribs. The elevator ride up had felt like a descent into the flames of hell. She took a deep breath, the scent of expensive perfume and nervous energy clinging to her, and rang the doorbell.The door opened, and there he was. Brad Kingston, in a simple black t-shirt and dark jeans, a smudge of flour on his cheek. He looked less like a music mogul and more like a man at home, which only served to make her feel more out of place."Raelynn," he said, his voice a low, warm rumble. "You're early."Raelynn’s stomach did a backflip. "I'm sorry, I must've mixed up the time. Mom said 7, so I…" She trailed off, pulling her phone from her purse to check the text message. Her heart sank. It was right there in black and white: "Dinner at 8:30, honey.""Fuckshit," she muttered under her breath, a hot wave of embarrassment washing over her. She had swapped the dinner time for her karaoke nigh
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-23
Chapter: Chapter 15The old floorboards of the one-bedroom apartment groaned as Raelynn paced, the phone pressed to her ear. Outside, the night was quiet, but inside, a storm was brewing. Chloe watched from the couch, a half-eaten bag of chips in her lap, her eyes full of silent questions while she pressed her phone."Mom, I don't know," Raelynn said, her voice a low, frustrated whisper. "I just don't think it's a good idea."On the other end of the line, Savannah Grace's voice was a practiced balm, laced with a plea Raelynn hadn’t heard since her father died. "Raelynn, honey. We've talked about this. This is important to me.""I know it's important, but… a family dinner? It's just too much. I'm busy. I have plans.""Plans?" Savannah scoffed gently. "What plans could you possibly have that are more important than this? This is Brad. He's trying to make an effort. He wants us to be a family."The word "family" hit Raelynn like a punch to the gut. Family. The word felt like a lie, a cheap imitation of a wo
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Chapter: Let our Love, Heal UsAUTHORS POV One Month Later…The house was nothing like the Lorenzo mansion. It was smaller, cosier, and warm in all the ways the old place had never been. No marble statues or chandeliers, no cold halls echoing with silence. Instead, it smelled of fresh paint, new beginnings… and Dean’s laughter filling the house.Pedro had proposed she comes with him to the new house and spend at least one months with dean, and himself, if she decides she wants to go back, he won’t stop her, she remembered how he called her privately and told her sign that she would stay for a month.She had told him she did not need to sign the papers as she was going to stay for the one month and then decide for herself.But that very day, Tessa stood in the doorway, a single box in her arms. Pedro had insisted on carrying everything else. She watched him now, carefully arranging Dean’s toys in the living room. “You don’t have to do that,” she said, smiling. He turned and gave her that awkward, half-smile that
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-05
Chapter: A Wish In ColoursAUTHORS POV The school auditorium emptied slowly, the buzz of excited parents and proud children drifting into the twilight. Dean had done brilliantly in his school play, dressed as a little tiger in one play and a tree who had to learn how to stand tall even in the storm. Tessa’s heart had swelled with pride. Pedro, sitting beside her, had clapped louder than anyone. At one point, he’d even let out a whistle, which made her roll her eyes, though secretly, it had amused her. Now, as they stepped out into the night, a drizzle had started. The light mist quickly became cold rain. Pedro looked up and cursed softly. “Of course,” he muttered, pulling off his coat. Before Tessa could protest, he gently draped it over her shoulders. His fingers accidentally brushed against her collarbone. She stilled, her breath catching just slightly. “You’ll catch a cold,” he said, his voice softer than usual. Tessa didn’t reply. Her eyes met his for a moment—just a moment—and then she looked away, bi
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Chapter: Curtains AUTHORS POV Dean was in the sitting room when the bell rang. It had only been a few days ago when Tessa visited. He leapt from the floor where he’d been coloring. “It’s her!” he shouted, abandoning his crayons and flying down the hallway, socks sliding on the marble tiles. Pedro, in his study, looked up from his laptop and checked the time. He hadn’t expected her until later. When he opened the front door, Dean was already latched to Tessa’s legs like a koala. “Hi, sweetheart,” Tessa cooed, bending to hug her son properly, burying her nose into his soft hair. She looked up at Pedro with guarded eyes. “You said five. It’s only four.” Pedro shrugged faintly, stepping aside. “I didn’t want to waste an hour that could be yours.” Dean dragged her toward the sitting room. “Mummy, come see what I made!” She followed, and Pedro trailed behind quietly, watching her take in the living room. There were framed photos of Dean everywhere now — his first lost tooth, a birthday pictur
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Chapter: A Night In The same HouseAUTHORS POVTessa hadn’t planned to stay.But after Dean clung to her hand, whispering “Please don’t go, Mummy,” and Pedro stood quietly behind him, saying nothing—just watching her with weary, guilt-ridden eyes—she found herself saying: “I’ll stay. Just for tonight.”Pedro didn’t smile. He only nodded once, as if afraid anything more would shatter the fragile truce.Upstairs, she helped Dean change into his pyjamas, the small Spiderman set she’d packed for him tucked into the overnight bag Clarissa had delivered earlier.“Mummy, are you really staying?” he asked as she brushed his hair back.“Yes,” she said softly. “I’ll sleep right next to you.”He grinned, gap-toothed and tired, and leaned into her touch. “Good. Daddy tried to make dinner. It tasted weird.”Tessa chuckled lightly. “Oh really.”“I would have him make something better next time” Tessa said.***The kitchen looked like a war zone.There was a blackened pot on the stove, the smell of burnt rice hanging in the air like
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Chapter: Dean Runs AwayAUTHORS POV The Lorenzo mansion had grown quieter over the past few weeks—quieter, but not calmer. The atmosphere inside was like walking through thick fog—stifling, uncertain. Pedro sat in his study, fingers curled tightly around his glass of scotch, watching the ice melt slowly. He hadn’t heard Dean’s footsteps in over an hour. Normally, the boy would be bouncing down the hall, dragging some toy or book behind him, or calling out for “cartoons” or “snacks.” But tonight, the silence was ominous. Then came the crash. Pedro jumped to his feet and stormed out. He found Dean in the hallway, clutching a broken action figure. His face was flushed, and his tiny hands were trembling with frustration. “I told you not to touch my toys!” Dean shouted. Pedro, already on edge, snapped. “And I told you to stop screaming in this house! Enough, Dean!” The words shot out like daggers, louder than he’d ever spoken to the child. Dean froze. He did not know when he yelled. His eyes widene
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Chapter: Let it be Real, LordAUTHORS POVThe office was unusually quiet that morning.Tessa sat at her desk with her elbows propped on the smooth glass surface, fingers laced beneath her chin, eyes fixed on the empty coffee mug in front of her. Files sat untouched. Her laptop screen was still on the login page. She hadn’t been able to focus since she walked in.Her mind wasn’t here.It was back at the Lorenzo mansion.Back in Dean’s smile as he blew out birthday candles.Back in Pedro’s voice when he’d said, “Tell me what to do.”He’s changing, she thought. Or he’s pretending better than before. But which is it?The knock on the door snapped her back.Clarissa peeked in. “You’re not in a meeting, right?”“No. Come in,” Tessa said softly, straightening.Clarissa entered with a cup of hot tea in one hand and a little wrapped pastry in the other. She placed both on the desk.“You skipped breakfast,” she said knowingly.Tessa smiled faintly. “Thanks.”Clarissa sat in the chair across from her and studied her friend c
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