تسجيل الدخولSunday, 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
ValentinaSunday, 8th February 2026 – Bennett ResidenceEthan led me into the dimly lit den and settled us onto the oversized couch.I tucked myself into his side as though I had always belonged there. We fit so perfectly, like two puzzle pieces that finally placed correctly. He reached for the remote and started the movie.I stared at the screen. Then at him. Then back at the screen. *Pretty Woman.* He had chosen *Pretty Woman.* The movie that probably best summed up mine and Nash’s relationship. Actually not…it might have the Penthouse and sex for money, but at least in the movie Julia Roberts gets the Prince and the “Happily Ever After.”*Oh yeah…And he took her out publicly, introduced her…even a hooker got treated better than you.* My inner voice taunts me cruelly.A brittle laugh escaped me. "Really? I’m intrigued Mr Bennet…why this movie."He shifted uncomfortably beside me. Even in the soft lighting, I could see the tips of his ears turning red. "I had the hugest crush on Ju
July 2025 — Lacey Drummond’s Apartment - TribecaNash After a sumptuous meal and way too many drinks, Lacey finally asked the question everyone eventually asked. "So how is it that the great Nashian Blackthorpe is still single?"I laughed bitterly. Mason gave me a warning look. But Lacey wasn't being nosy, she was too good a person to be malicious like that. There was genuine curiosity in her expression, and something sincere about her that made it easy to open up.So I did.I told her about Valentina. Not everything. There were things I couldn't explain without breaking the NDA, and things I wasn't ready to put into words anyway.But I told her enough. The contract. Her wanting more. My callousness. Then her leaving and our search that had hit a dead end.When I finished, Lacey was quiet for several seconds. Then she frowned at both of us. "Guys...""What?" Mason asked."You're idiots."I blinked. Mason laughed. "Excuse me?""She loved her foster family." Her gaze settled on me. "To
NashMay 2025 - The Prissy Pint Cocktail BarEver since Mason and I had rejected Father's marriage proposal/business merger, he had become insufferable.Every report we submitted suddenly had flaws. Every decision was questioned. Every meeting became another opportunity for him to remind us that we were supposedly competing for the same prize.CEO. Ultimate control of Midas Media. He kept dangling it between us like a carrot, clearly expecting the old rivalry to resurface.It didn't. If anything, Mason and I had become closer.We still had our afterwork Friday catch-ups, even though there had been absolutely nothing new from the PI. We still went out for drinks, played squash, occasionally squeezed in a round of golf when our schedules allowed.Somewhere along the way, my brother had stopped being my competition. He had become my best friend. Neither of us would actually say it out loud, but it didn’t make it any less true.Then in May, the inevitable happened. Mason met Lacey.It ha
Sunday, 8th February 2026 – Bennett ResidenceValentinaWe returned to the task, but the *work* became a game of sensual torture. As I scrubbed a plate, Ethan didn't just dry…he lingered. Every time he reached for a dish, his hand would *accidentally* brush against my hip or slide firmly across the small of my back. I felt the heat of his hands through the fabric of my sweater, and his touch made my stomach clench with anticipation.Sometimes he'd shoot me a naughty smile. Sometimes I would look up from soaping plates and catch him watching me hungrily, blue gaze intense and fixed on me.When I splashed a little water at him after one particularly smug grin, he looked down at the damp spot on his shirt with exaggerated disbelief. "You attacked me.""I defended my honour.""Watery defence…no substance Miss Rossi." He flicked a droplet of water back at me.I gasped. "Ethan!""What?" he asked innocently. "You started it.""I distinctly remember being minding my own business." I huffed.
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
2 years ago – Friday 28th February Valentina And then his mouth crashed down onto mine, teeth nipping my lower lip, tongue delving deep as if he he couldn't get enough of the taste of me. Plunging, duelling, conquering like a starving man offered a banquet and that had decided to swallow me who
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







