로그인Krisha’s POVA painful groan escaped my lips as I finally stood up from my swivel chair. I was the only one left in our department office after everyone else had already gone home. Since I am the head, I had a few more things to attend to, and I decided to do it here rather than bringing the work home with me. It has been a grueling few weeks because of the upcoming release from the company I work for. Every detail of the design we made had to go through several adjustments. The only thing keeping me going is knowing that all of this will be over very soon. I just feel a bit sad realizing that my life has become entirely about work.I mean, Devin is the same way, my famous artist husband. He will be busy for a few months, and then he will take a break just to make time for me. He makes adjustments just so the two of us can have some free time, but I am always the one prioritizing my work. I don't even know when he started becoming cold toward me. Every time he looks at me now, there i
“Are you working or do you just want to stare at me?” I asked Devin, who was indeed just staring at me. We were by the beach inside a makeshift open tent. I was lying down on a bench with a velvet cushion. That was where he positioned me for his next art project. I felt like he was in a vacation mood, especially since his floral button-down shirt was fully open, putting his beautiful body on full display, paired with swimming briefs where his large package was clearly outlined.He was so tasty to look at, and I was already craving him. He faced a large canvas, his eyes locked onto me. He had a paintbrush clamped between his lips, staring intently while his hand moved across the canvas. He only stopped when I spoke, and I gave him a sweet smile.This was our second day here on the island, and we were enjoying our time. We were enjoying each other from morning till night. I didn’t fight him anymore about bringing me here. He made sure absolutely no one knew we were here. I understood th
I drifted back to consciousness and fully woke up to the sound of ocean waves. I could also smell its salty and fresh scent. I was lying on a smooth and comfortable bed that felt like a feather. I felt a little cold too, but it wasn’t coming from an air conditioner but from the breeze. I shivered slightly and slowly opened my eyes. I was startled and froze when I realized I wasn’t in Devin’s room at his apartment or in his studio. I immediately sat up and looked around. I was indeed in a bedroom, but a view of a blue and beautiful ocean was what I could see from the open balcony of the room.No wonder I could hear waves and feel a breeze, because the glass door leading to the balcony was wide open. Wind chimes were hanging there, ringing softly. I was in a beach house, and the scent and view were entirely charming. Wait, why am I here? How did I get here? The last thing I remembered was Devin and me being in the dining room and having just finished eating. He made me drink wine, and w
When we got back to the studio, Devin brought me to his room. There, he took care of me; his touch and movements were so gentle. It was like I was just a fragile thing that could break at any moment. He tenderly kissed my forehead and said he would cook us some food for a bit. I just nodded and remained sitting on his bed. He went out, and I let out a heavy sigh. I was utterly exhausted because of everything that happened today.I wish I hadn’t accepted that package and had just given the delivery rider a tip instead. But then, if I hadn’t taken it, who knows who might have seen that photo album? My big secret would be revealed, and, worst case, it might even be sold to the press for profit. I guess it’s better that I got a hold of it. If not, I wouldn’t have known that my former stalker had already been released. What’s even worse is that he is now missing. I just can’t understand why they would release a man like that, someone who hurts women.I still feel bad because Rafa kept that
The interview dragged on for hours, which honestly irritated me, but I didn’t let it show. My manager had promised me it wouldn't take more than an hour, which is why I was throwing death glares her way as I approached her. She handed me my phone and car keys, which I had asked her to hold on to. She said goodbye to the people there while I was already heading out of the hotel suite where the interview was held. They had taken some photos of me for the magazine earlier, and that was done in this room as well. I was just about to step into the elevator when I saw Sylvia running toward me, making it inside just in time.“You're unbelievable! Why are you in such a rush? You didn't even say goodbye to the staff and the person who interviewed you,” she said to me in annoyance. I didn’t answer her and just looked at my phone. My brows furrowed when I saw that I had several missed calls from Kamira. She had also left me a message, saying she had gone to her house to talk to her former manage
My hands were still shaking as I called my former manager. Earlier, a delivery rider arrived outside the studio, saying I had a package. I just took it so he wouldn’t have a hard time. That was the worst decision I ever made. It was addressed to the studio, and my complete name was on it. I wondered who sent it because that person knew I was here. Actually, I shouldn't even be surprised that they knew, because I know exactly who sent this. I want to burn the box and its contents, but it could also be used as evidence against that person. It took a lot of rings before my ex-manager picked up, but I am glad he answered my call.“Rafa! Oh my god! Thank goodness you answered!” I said to him in a panic.“Mira? Why? Did something happen?” he asked me. I stared at the box in the corner, feeling as if something could jump out of it at any moment.“Yes! I received a package! It contains a photo album with my face edited next to that horrible man! It's just like the things I used to receive whe
"You're leaving again? I was going to invite you to lunch," said my co-worker. I'm leaving and will take half a day to pick up Azul. He has a follow-up checkup today for the injury he sustained a week ago. He can walk again, and his foot is no longer swollen. I took care of him yesterday even thoug
I was excited when Azul took out something I hid from the bottom drawer. I am not satisfied with only using my fingers to cum. I even faked my orgasm whenever my ex-husband and I had sex. I want thrilling pleasure moments in bed. That’s why I used some toys to satisfy me. I use them whenever I am a
I stopped walking in the school hallway when Sienna suddenly appeared in front of me. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at me, and I was just surprised when she suddenly pulled me into her office. She made me sit on the small couch and sat next to me. I was surprised when she looked at me with worry
-A FEW YEARS BACK-I angrily opened the door and left the house while my wife was shouting at me. Fortunately, my daughter was not at home, so he could not see and hear us fighting. It's irritating, and I just can't take it anymore! I just want to strangle her and shut her up. I slammed the door sh







