LOGINSunday, 8th February 2026 – Bennett ResidenceValentina"Fuck, Val," Ethan rasped, his voice a low, guttural growl. "If we weren't in my parents' den... if I could get you alone in a bed where no one could hear you... I would worship you properly. I’d spend hours exploring every single inch of you. I’d fuck you until you forgot your own name."His filthy promises sent a jolt of pure electricity straight to my core. I had always known he was strong…the way his muscular arms wrapped around me like steel bands, the lean power in his chest - but hearing the raw, unfiltered hunger in his voice made my stomach flip in the best way possible. I looked up into those striking blue eyes, and for the first time in two years, I didn't feel the urge to run. I felt a burning need to be consumed by him. "Ethan..." I moaned, the sound vibrating in my throat.His hands were everywhere, playing with my breasts, teasing the tight buds into stiff peaks until I was whimpering. I felt so small beneath him
Sunday, 8th February 2026 – Bennett ResidenceValentinaThe movie was almost done by the time we had laid it all out there. “So we are really doing this?” I whispered against Ethan’s lips. “Because I really want to Mr Bennet.”As I whispered those words against his skin, I felt Ethan stiffen for a heartbeat, as if he couldn't believe the words were actually coming from my lips. The air in the den suddenly felt thick, charged with a tension that had been simmering for years, now finally boiling over. Then, a low, guttural groan escaped his throat, and his arms tightened around me, crushing my breasts against his hard chest.He pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark with a hunger that made my toes curl. There was no more "brotherly" affection here…all I could see was a man who had starved himself for five years, and I was the feast he had finally been invited to taste."You have no idea," he rasped, his voice vibrating through my entire body, "how many nights I spent imag
Gordon BlackthorpeFriday 6th February 2026 - Blackthorpe ResidenceBy eleven, the evening was finally winding down.The last of the champagne had been poured, the cigars had burned low, and the easy laughter that had filled the patio had gradually faded into polite goodbyes.Edward and Nancy were the first to leave, heading back to their hotel with Alison and Duncan. They were staying in Manhattan for the week until the engagement party before returning home, although Edward had already extracted a promise from me for a tennis match during the week.Mason and Lacey lingered a little longer, having a last cup of coffee. Veronica had been on her best behaviour all evening. She had been charming to Nancy and her family, attentive to Lacey and had barely allowed a single trace of the disdain she normally reserved for Nashian to show.Now that the other guests had departed, however, she was already hovering around Mason. “You two could stay tonight," she suggested brightly. "There are
Friday 06th February 2026 – Blackthorpe ResidenceGordon BlackthorpeDinner had been an unrivalled success.We had brought in a Michelin-starred chef to supplement our own accomplished kitchen team, and between them they had outdone themselves.Course after sumptuous course appeared beneath the crystal chandeliers, each one more extravagant than the last, paired with wines chosen to complement every dish.The press conference earlier that afternoon had gone down beautifully. A modern day star studded romance. Two wealthy celebrity heirs...attractive, photogenic media darlings. Add to that they came from prominent families, fathers running listed companies and the promise of one highly advantageous union, and it was an instant headliner.The public had eaten it up. The press had followed suit.By the closing bell, both Lawson and Blackthorpe stocks had climbed, and social media was flooded with congratulations and speculation about the forthcoming wedding.Exactly as Edward and I had
Sunday, 8th February 2026 – Bennett ResidenceEthanThe movie played quietly in the background, but I hadn't paid attention to a single scene.My eyes were only for her.We were standing on the cusp of something neither of us had dared to name until tonight. I'd laid myself bare, told her she was the woman who had occupied a place in my heart for years without either of us understanding exactly what it meant.And then she had told me that her feelings for me were also changing. That she was falling for me. That she was scared.For the first time in what felt like years, I allowed myself to breathe.And then she opened up like she had never done before. She told me about her mother. About living in a trailer. About the father who had never claimed her.I listened in stunned silence as she explained that she knew exactly who he was but had refused to reach out to him. She had rejected him just as completely as he had once rejected her and her mother. She wouldn't tell me his name. Tha
Sunday, 8th February 2026 – Bennett ResidenceValentinaI stared at him. "But you had other women…beautiful ones…""God, yes. I tried." His mouth twisted. "I tried dating other women closer to my age. I really did try to move my feelings elsewhere…somewhere more appropriate.""And?"He gazed into my eyes, earnest…laid bare…" Those women…they were either sex partners or placeholders. My heart was already taken."The words settled between us.I reached for his hand. He intertwined our fingers. "Then out of nowhere, you met him…" he continued quietly. I flinched as he said it. "No warning. No dates. One day you were here, and then suddenly you weren't."Pain flickered across his face. "I was crushed." My heart ached for the younger Ethan who had apparently suffered in silence. "I was with Nadia then. When you moved in with him, I doubled down, threw myself fully into that relationship. I told myself I had to move on because you seemed completely committed to him."He looked away for a mo
2 years ago – Friday 28th February Valentina The call came early on Friday morning. Dianne, my publisher, breathless with excitement and enthusiasm had told me that we had done it. My breath caught…A million...the number seemed unreal for a series that had been out for just a year and a half.
Author's Foreword This story has been entered into the Doing Me to the Fullest Contest. I hope it resonates with all of you that do me the honour of reading it as well as the judges of the contest. I wrote this story for every person that till this day hold a space in their hearts for their first
2 years ago – Saturday 29th February Valentina The battle in front of the mirror continues. My subconscious tuts, mocking me. *He chose you for weekends Valentina...* she corrects. 'There’s a difference.* My reflection blurs. I’m not crying. I refuse to cry before I even try. My hands are trem
2 years ago – Saturday 29th February ValentinaI woke up later than normal, the sun already high in the sky.I blushed as last night came rushing back. Nashian had been an absolute animal. He had taken me three more times. In the shower, strapped to the bench and finally on the giant four poster







