LOGINARIELLA I exhaled. “Okay.” “I’ll see you later,” he said. “Don’t be late for dinner,” I responded. “I want a promise.” A small smile slipped into his voice. “Okay. I promise.” “I love you.” I couldn't help myself. “I love you too.” The call ended and I stayed there for a moment longer, star
ARIELLA The truth was… maybe I did. Maybe I had seen them before. Maybe I had grown up around them. But I didn’t actually know who had died. “I don’t know,” I said honestly. “Maybe.” Leon frowned again. “Then why didn’t you go to the funeral?” I hesitated. “I guess I should have,” I admitted
ARIELLA After breakfast, I tried to keep the morning as normal as possible. For Leon, and most importantly…For myself. “Mom,” Leon said, looking up at me, “should we go and prepare my study room? You told me that I could help.” “Of course,” I said. But before we walked out, I turned toward Marg
ARIELLA I held his gaze. “I can’t survive without you,” I said again. “You won’t have to,” he replied quietly. “I’m going to be okay. I’ll come back. I have to. You and Leon are waiting for me. I won’t break that promise.” He lifted my chin gently so I had no choice but to look at him. “I just
ARIELLA I woke up to feel light kisses on my face. I opened my eyes to find Asher hovering over me, pressing soft kisses against my skin. I let out a small laugh as he brushed his lips against mine before straightening. He was already dressed. Tie in place. Hair perfectly styled. Everything about
ARIELLA When Asher is finally, fully seated inside me, the bed groans beneath our combined weight. He pulls back out just as slowly, and the friction is enough to make my head swim. He’s doing this on purpose; I can see the intent in his eyes. He’s paying me back for every stolen glance and silen
“I... I’m just visiting... well, I… I work here.” I stammered, trying to think of something. “You work here?” “Yes.” “Doing what, exactly?” “I... I clean,” I said, voice barely above a whisper. “You clean?” he echoed like it was the most unbelievable thing he’d ever heard. “Yes. It’s maintenan
After we were done, we lay there in silence, our breathing still heavy, both of us staring up at the ceiling. I don’t know why I did it, maybe it was instinct, maybe it was hope but I reached out, searching for him. The moment my hand landed on his, I felt his reaction. He froze. Then, slowly, he
All I can say is.... we didn’t sleep. We spent the entire night fucking. We were wrapped in each other, losing ourselves on every surface of that suite. The bed, the windows, the couch, the living area, the minibar, the bathroom… no corner went untouched. In Asher’s words, we were christening the h
I made him breakfast. Fresh juice. A steaming cup of coffee. I even included his favourites, everything I knew how to prepare, everything quick but thoughtful. I was proud of myself. I’d done it for him. Just for him. But to my surprise… he didn’t come downstairs. Maybe he was too busy with work.







