Chapter
Natalia
“You made it,” Nathan whispers when I enter the cottage late at night. The dim lights give me a perfect view of his handsome face. His smile draws me in, and I can’t help but return it. My father’s disapproval is the least of my concerns. Of course, the old man would have gone crazy if he knew about the love between Nathan and me. What matter is that I’m here with Nathan, and there’s no way my father will find out. My grin widens when he crosses the distance between us and hugs me.
“My love,” he says before planting kisses all over my face. I melt in his arms just like always. We saw each other earlier this morning before everyone in the house woke up, but it feels like it’s been ages since I was last in his arms.
“Happy twenty six birthday,” he whispers, that ever-dashing smile of his lighting up the room. I doubt my father has anything special planned for me.
“Thank you,” my smile beaming.
“I got you something,” he says, his hand hidden behind his back. He reveals a red box when he brings it forward.
“Consider it a token of my love,” he whispers as he opens the box. I gasp at the sight of a beautiful necklace with a love pendant at the center.
“This is beautiful and the best gift ever,” I tell him, my eyes welling up with tears that I struggle to hold back.
“I’m glad you love it. It’s the only thing I have left from my mother,” he says, and I freeze. I know how much Nathan loved his mother before her passing. She used to work as our housekeeper before she died, leaving him to take up a position as a staff.
“No, I can’t accept this. It must mean the world to you,” I protest, shaking my head.
“Yes, it does, but you mean so much more,” he insists, and I can’t help the tears that escape my eyes.
“What is wrong, princess?” he asks, his eyes filled with concern. ‘Princess’ is the nickname he gave me; one I hold dear.
“Nothing, Nathan. I love you,” I whisper, marveling at my incredible luck in finding him. He is truly the best thing that has ever happened to me.
“I love you more,” I whisper back as he catches one of my tears in his hand.
“I'll cherish this forever,” I tell him withawrysmile.
"You will forever be in my heart my love," he response, and gently places a kiss on the top of my forehead. I close my eyes relishing the tenderness of his touch. When he withdraws his lips, I open my eyes and meet his gaze. This is the moment we've been waiting for.
"Jeffrey," I whisper, pleading with him to make our dreams come true. I yearn to be bound to him every possible way.
"My love," he whispers, while stroking my face. In this moment, I lose all sense of reason, overwhelmed by the rough yet strong touch of his hand. Though he insisted on not having sex with me, we have always found solace in our passionate kisses.
"I want you," I whisper, pressing myself closer against his body. I can feel the evidence of his arousal, sending tingles throughout me. I want for this moment to last forever, to be in arms of my lover. Sealing the fate of our love.
"Phebe," he hesitantly calls my name, his desire evident in his eyes. The moonlight filters through the small cottage window, illuminating his features.
"Please Nathan. I've been waiting for this so long," I plead, not caring if I appear desperate.
"My love for you is beyond measure. I want to adore your body like the princess that you are. I want to savor every inch of your skin, knowing it will taste better than the finest wine. But," he begins to say, and I quickly place my finger on his lips to silence him, refusing to let him ruin the moment. My body burns with desire from his words, and I won’t let this opportunity slip away.
"There is no ‘but.’ Let's seal the fate of our love. That is all that matters right now. I want you so much Nathan," I declare.
"Phebe, are you sure you want this?" he asks while gently caressing my face. I lean into his touch, savoring the sensation, and imagine how having his hands explore the rest of my body would feel.
"I've never wanted anything more,” I confess, locking eyes with him.
"Goodness Natalia, you've sealed our destinies," he murmurs before leaning pressing his lips against mine. I let out a moan as our lips meld together, unable to resist the urge to wrap my hand around his neck, pulling him closer. I don’t want this moment to end.
He passionately kisses me, and I revel in every second of it. Without hesitation, I reciprocate the same intensity. My breath catches when Nathan cups the back of my head, deepening the kiss. As our bodies merge, he groans, and I revel in the sensation. I want him to unleash his desire for me, just as I will for him. I momentarily lose focus when he tilts my head to gain full access to my lips. He tastes is exquisite, and I know I will never get enough of him.
I’m in a daze as Nathan releases my lips, my focus solely on his firm, irresistible mouth. They have the power to break down my self-control, beckoning me despite just having tasted them.
“Nathan,” I moan, my hands instinctively finding their way to the back of his neck, urging him closer. I pick up where we left off, and he meets my urgency with his own. Excitement fills me as our kisses intensify.
I need you,” I pant when we finally break apart, desperately trying to pull his head back down to continue."I need you, too, my love," he whispers, his words fueling the hunger within me.I want to feel every inch of him, raw and unfiltered, causing my fingers to frantically work at unfastening his loose shirt. I gasp as Nathan s lips trail down my neck, fighting the urge to ruin the shirt.Besides, the reminder that he’s only wearing a few articles of clothing stops me from completely destroying it. Swiftly, I remove the shirt from his body and toss it aside, not bothering to see where it lands as I place my palm on his check. A loud groan fills the air as I caress his fine-toned abs. My Nathan is molded like a god, flawless in every way. He is the sweetest man I've ever known."Please, Natalia you are messing with my control," he whispers."Would that be a bad idea?" I ask."I want to make this moment special. I want to be gentle with you. You are soft and fragile. I don’t want to
You're driving me crazy," he says. I start smirking, but it quickly fades when he swoops down to cover my heat with his mouth.“Ahhh Nathan !” I squeal. He decides to take it a step further, toying with my nub.“Oh, yes!” I cry out as Nathan completely covers my pussy with his mouth. He sucks me as if he’s trying to reach my soul, devouring me while I become a whimpering mess beneath him.“Oh, yes!” The sounds of my screams seem to spur him on. He continues to toy with my nub while sucking. I lose control when Nathan thrusts a finger inside me. I gasp before I see stars, experiencing an earth-shattering orgasm that courses through my body. I shatter beneath him.In a daze, I watch as he raises himself above me. His cock rests against my stomach as I start to recover from the mind-blowing state. Nathan lifts his gaze, searching my face before his eyes fall to my lips. He settles between my thighs, and my legs instinctively encircle his hips. His lips brush along my shoulder as he begin
Look at you. I gave you everything, and this is how you repay me? By being that idiotic errand boy's whore?" He words make me flinch. I want to tell him that he gave me nothing. These are moments when I desperately wish my mother was still alive. Perhaps then, I wouldn’t be trapped with this despicable man who claims to be my father."I'll kill him," he declares, turning to leave. Instantly, I know he’s heading to the basement to get his shotgun.Without hesitation, I rush to stand in his way, blocking his path. I fall to my knees and clasp my hands together in front of me."Please, don’t hurt him. I'll do anything you want. Just leave him alone. It's not his fault, I made him do whatever you think he has done." I plead. My father’s furious gaze pierces through me, filled with pure hatred."I wish you were never born," he sneers, causing me to tense up."Please," I whisper, my voice barely audible."Fine. I'll not allow you to be a cheap soothing like this. It's best if I find more su
"Oh, please. You don't expect me to spend the night at my place after being away from town for days," she states, and I tense."Where else will you spend the night if it isn't at your place?" I ask, puzzled."Where else but your place?" I grimace at her suggestion. Surely, she can’t be serious."You know the rules, mrs Wilson ," I remind her before stepping away."Come on Nathan don’t you think it's time to reconsider those rules?" she pleads. I sigh as I round my desk to take a seat. I stare at her, unsure of how to handle the situation. To be honest, Mrs Wilson has been patient and cooperative when it comes to my boundaries. These rules have guided me for years, helping me protect my heart from the kind of devastation I experienced with Natalia."Mrs Wilson ,you agreed. My place is off-limits. What’s wrong with your place anyways?" I ask, furrowing my brow. The last woman who was ever at my place was Natalia , and even then, it was the cottage at her father's estate, not where I cur
"Well, it’s evident that he’s interested in you. You single, and honestly, I've never seen you with anyone other than Jason. Now that someone is genuinely persistent about being with you, I don't think it would hurt to give it a try," she suggests."Bekah stop this. I’m really not interested in any man," I tell her. But deep down, I know it’s not entirely true. The only man I ever wanted can’t be mine anymore, and I’m beginning to accept that fact."Why? It's been years since Jason died. You need to move on," she says."You think this is about Jason?""Well, yeah. He is the only man you've ever mentioned who’s been in your life.""Listen Bekah ,it’s not about Jason. This is about me and my son. Don't you get? I'm not interested in relationship right now. Dealing with bills and job hunting is enough for me. I don't want to add more by being in a relationship.""Oh, my goodness, that’s true. How is the job hunt going?" She asks."It’s the same old story. Seems like most employees here p
Fine, but still let me sort this out," I request."Okay if you insist. But if you're not able to sort things out and you think the situation is getting out of control. I'm one call away," she says, showing her concern."I know, I'll keep that in mind," I reply."Great. I have to go"That's not a problem," I reply."Talk to you later, bye,""Bye." I place my phone on the table and hold my head in my hands. staring at the screen, trying to figure out the next steps. I'm deep in depth, and if I don't find a job soon, I might not even have a roof on my head.My thoughts drift to my childhood, where I never experienced the fatherly love I saw other kids have. The best moments of my life were falling in love with Nathan and finding out I was pregnant with his child. Goerge took those moments away from me by separating me from Nathan . Since Bryant’s birth, he has been my sole attention. I vowed to ensure he receives as much love as possibly from me. He only has me, and I won’t neglect him a
Come dear, your uncle will take us back home,” she says, and I nod. I glance at the white casket again before leaving the cemetery with her. “Are you okay?” Uncle Tyler asks as we head to the car. “Yes,” I reply. We settle inside the car and start heading to the estate. I hated spending a night there, and now I’m about to spend another. However, it was either or probably spending the little money I had on a hotel. I don’t want to disturb my aunt and uncle any further. They took care of all the funeral bills, making me wonder why they didn’t just use Goerge ’s money. The only part of the house that gave me sweet memories was the cottage, and it’s no longer there. I briefly wonder if it was brought down while Nathan was there or after he left.No, Goerge made a promise.I don’t want to imagine a life of hell because of Nathan. “Natalia dear, how long will you stay in town?” my Auntie “I’ll be leaving first thing tomorrow morning,” “What? Why?” my aunt asks as she turns to face me. “
Perfect, I’ll make your favorite pot roast. Just the way you liked it back then,” she says excitedly.“You don’t have to bother about that,” I tell her shyly.“Nonsense, leave me to worry about it,” she says, so I drop the topic.“How is my Bryant doing?”“He is fine. He is in school. As a matter of fact, he wanted to come with me, but I told him to focus on his academics,” I tell her.“That sounds good; maybe someday, our boy will bring him to meet us,” she says, and I give her a wry smile.“I’ll see what I can do with that,” I tell her. They wait a few minutes before leaving. Instantly, I Bryant .“Hey, Mom,” he says, and all my worries dissipate. This is the brightness in my life, my joy.“How are you, my pumpkin?” I ask with a smile.“Ugh, Mom! I’ve told you not to call me that anymore. I’m a grown-ass man now,” he says, and I chuckle.“I don’t care how old you are; you remain, my baby,” I tell him. I smile when I hear his loud groan.“There is no winning against you. Anyways, how