LOGINJulian smiled, his hand still playing with my large chest. His fingers slowly circled my nipple, making me shiver."I never get tired of this. Your big, soft, perfect breasts. I could spend the whole night just playing with them."I laughed softly, feeling the pleasure from his touch. "You really do have a strong fetish.""It's not a fetish." He kissed my nipple. "It's appreciation. I appreciate every part of you."But while Julian was busy playing with my chest, my phone rang on the bedside table. I groaned in annoyance, not wanting to be disturbed. But the ringing continued, forcing Julian to stop his activity."Answer it. Maybe it's important."I sighed and reached for my phone. My eyes widened when I saw the name that appeared on the screen. Diego."Diego," I said, my voice cold.Julian heard the name and immediately tensed up. He sat up beside me, his eyes watching my phone warily."What does he want?""I don't know." I answered the call. "Hello.""I'm glad you picked up.""What
I closed my eyes, feeling the peace in Julian's embrace, but that peace didn't last long. My body started responding to his warmth in a way that made me shiver. I opened my eyes and looked at him.Julian was looking at me with dark, desire-filled eyes."Every night, I never get tired of looking at you.""I never get tired of looking at you either," I whispered.He leaned in and kissed my lips. The kiss was gentle at first, but it deepened as I responded. His hand reached for my waist, pulling me closer. I felt his desire beginning to rise."I want you every night and every moment.""You always want me," I whispered back."Because you always make me want you."He broke the kiss and started kissing my neck, tracing a path to my collarbone. I bit my lip, holding back the moan that wanted to escape. His hand moved downward, feeling my chest through the thin fabric of my pajamas."Julian," I whispered.He pulled my pajamas down slowly, letting the fabric slide off my shoulders. My chest wa
I spent the rest of the morning cleaning the house. The big house felt like a palace to me, and I wanted to make it perfect for Julian. I arranged fresh flowers in the living room, straightened the bookshelves, and cleaned the large windows that faced the garden.When the clock showed eleven, I decided to go shopping. I took the envelope of money Julian had given me and put it in my bag. I wore a simple cream-colored dress and a light jacket, then walked out of the house.The grocery store near Julian's house was very upscale. All the ingredients were fresh and high quality. I walked through the aisles with a smile on my face, carefully choosing vegetables, meat, and spices."Mrs. Mendoza?"I turned around. A middle-aged woman with short silver hair stood near me, her eyes looking at me with curiosity. I recognized her. She was one of Julian's neighbors. I had seen her at the wedding."Mrs. Thompson," I greeted politely. "Good morning."Mrs. Thompson smiled, but her smile felt forced.
Julian's first day back at work after the honeymoon. I woke up earlier than usual, while the sun was still shyly peeking through the bedroom curtains. Julian was still sleeping soundly beside me, his face peaceful, his breathing steady. I smiled at him, then slowly got out of bed without making a sound.I walked to the kitchen with mixed feelings. This was the first time I truly felt like a wife. Not a neglected wife like I used to be with Diego. But a wife who wanted to take care of her husband with all her heart.The kitchen in Julian's house was huge. All modern appliances, clean, and looking like they were rarely used. I opened the fridge and found enough ingredients. Eggs, butter, milk, bread, bacon, and fresh vegetables. The maid must have bought them.I started cooking with enthusiasm. I made scrambled eggs with bacon, toasted bread with butter, and a fresh vegetable salad. I also prepared black coffee for Julian, exactly the way he liked it. No sugar, no milk.As I was decorat
The plane landed smoothly at Heathrow Airport, London. I stared out the window, watching the typical grey English sky greeting us. After 5 days in beautiful Paris, returning to reality felt heavy. But I knew I couldn't hide in Paris forever.Julian held my hand tightly as we got off the plane."Are you ready?" he asked.I took a deep breath. "I'm ready. As long as you're by my side."He smiled. "I will always be by your side."The trip from the airport to Julian's house, our house now, took about an hour. The house was large, Victorian style, with a spacious garden at the back. I had seen it from the outside before, but entering it for the first time as Julian's wife felt different.The house was beautiful. Antique woods, luxurious furniture, and expensive paintings adorned the walls. But what impressed me most were the photos in the living room. Photos of Julian with his family, including Diego.Julian saw me staring at the photo. "I can move it if you want.""No need. That's your pa
I woke up in the middle of the night with a warm feeling all over my body. Julian was still holding me, his breathing steady in my ear. I looked at his face in the darkness, feeling his steady heartbeat under my palm.This man. The man who had done everything for me. The man who didn't care about the world's mockery. The man who loved me as I am.I moved slowly, kissing his strong neck. Julian moaned softly in his sleep, but he hadn't woken up yet. I kept kissing him, from his neck to his jaw, then to his lips."Lorena?" he whispered, his eyes starting to open."I want you. I want you right now," I said.Julian smiled in the dark. His hand reached for my waist and pulled me closer."Are you sure? After everything that happened today?""I'm more sure than ever." I kissed his lips. "I want to feel you. I want to forget all that hatred. I just want you."Julian turned my body so I was lying beneath him. His eyes looked at me in the darkness, and I could see the glint of desire there."Yo
I swallowed hard. My heart was pounding."I'm not ready.""I won't wait any longer. I've waited for you for five years. Tonight, you will be mine completely.""But my body...""Don't talk about your body as if it's something shameful."The guests started to disperse. Julian grabbed my hand and led
Two weeks later, the wedding actually happened.It wasn't a small courthouse wedding like I had imagined. Julian held a reception at a five-star hotel with a garden as big as a football field. White flowers hung from every corner, crystal chandeliers sparkled above the guests' heads, and a small or
Julian fell silent.His blue eyes stared at me without expression. I could see something shifting in them, but I couldn't read what it was. Seconds passed that felt like hours.I bit my lower lip, suddenly realizing how stupid my words had been. Where was my brain when I said that? Julian had just
The car drove away from the courthouse, leaving Diego's frozen figure in the rearview mirror. I watched him until he disappeared, then turned to Julian.His words were still echoing in my head. Five years. "I've been waiting for you for five years.""I...""Don't talk yet," he cut in gently. His ha







