FAZER LOGINXBridgette and Lyndon turned toward the road at the sound of a speeding car."What a reckless driver," Lyndon commented."Will we announce this now?" he asked, a smile lingering on his lips."Of course," she answered blankly, gazing at the road.She couldn't be mistaken about what she saw earlier—in her peripheral vision, she caught a glimpse of someone on the road. She hadn't seen clearly because her lips were locked with Lyndon's at the time.Who could that have been? Was it the passenger of the car that sped away?Lyndon wrapped his arm around her waist. She raised an eyebrow at him."Just securing my property," he said with a devilish grin.She rolled her eyes. Out of all her suitors, Lyndon was the only one she allowed to get close to her and her child.Truth be told, she used to be afraid to gamble her trust. She didn't want to get hurt, especially when it came to her child's feelings. Even more so because Zion was longing for the love and care of a father."Just kidding, honey
IXHer child was sitting on her lap when a car suddenly pulled up in front of their house.Looking at the car, she knew who it was. She was surprised at first to have him as a visitor at such an early hour, but she just shrugged her shoulders—perhaps he was worried about her, she thought.A smiling Lyndon stepped out of the luxurious car. He was wearing a simple navy blue V-neck shirt and khaki shorts, paired with white slippers.He was indeed perfect: broad shoulders, a chiseled six-pack abdomen, brown eyes, a pointed nose, and thin, rosy lips.She watched him as he walked toward her and let out a heavy sigh. If only she could teach her heart.It had been a year since she said yes to Lyndon. He had accepted her along with her whole life—or rather, her past and her child.Yet as time went by, she knew deep down that someone else already occupied her heart. Someone she held dear up to this very day.Try as she might to deny it, seeing him again made it feel as though no time had passed
Tears spilled from her eyes the moment she stepped inside the car. She could no longer hold back the emotions she had buried in the past for so long.Yeah, love at first sight is real. Because after gazing at his gentle face as he lay face down on the bed back then, Bridgette felt the emotion they call love.She thought she could forget those feelings, but she couldn't.She quickly got out of the car, went straight to her room, and changed her clothes.Walking into her child's room, she saw Trisha lying beside him. She tapped her gently to let her know she was home."Go to your bed now; I’ll stay with him."Trisha yawned, got up, and walked out of the room.She caressed her child's face, and those damn tears started falling again.Now her question was answered as to why he didn't look like her. It was because he took after his father.She sobbed—what if he finds out about her child and takes him away? What will she do?She wept at the thought. Perhaps once he finds out, he will snatch
She let out a deep sigh, unable to sit still.Why did they even have to meet again?Does he already know? But how could he have found out? No one would question it—first and foremost, because Philip married her and stood as a father to her child.Besides, does he even remember her? Then again, judging by the look he gave her earlier, recognition was clearly written all over his face.She was the last to walk out onto the stage. She stepped up, supported by one of their escorts, and as expected, camera flashes went off everywhere, so she simply offered a smile.Her gown was the item being auctioned, so she struck a graceful pose at the front."Whoever becomes the highest bidder will get a date tonight with this very pretty lady, Ms. Bridgette," the emcee announced with a smile, glancing toward her.She was caught off guard—that date was never part of their agreement. She glanced at her manager, who merely shrugged her shoulders and smiled. Well, she figured they didn't tell her because
An: Read at your own risk. SPG [explicit content] ahead.Enjoy reading! ^_^VI↭♥↭She groaned once more.She felt intensely hot, burning as if she had a high fever.He rolled her over; now she was underneath him.The heavy haze of her drunkenness slowly faded as everything unfolded.He lowered his face to kiss her again, and her hands automatically reached up to wrap around his neck for support.His kisses traveled down to her neck, her earlobe, and her shoulder, while one of his hands stayed busy caressing her breast.The other hand traced down between her thighs.She couldn't stop herself from letting out a moan. He kissed her lips once more, and she felt his hand slip inside her underwear.A shiver ran down her spine as his hand softly stroked her there.Seemingly unsatisfied, he removed her undies and pulled them down.He gently touched her private area, eliciting an involuntary gasp from her.He then inserted one of his fingers, playing with her until he buried it completely, mo
Trigger Warning: Contains explicit themes (SPG) and depictions of distress.She didn't care about the noisy surroundings. She didn't care if the people around were staring at her.All she knew was that she was angry. She was angry with her father.She had just arrived from a shoot earlier with a smile on her face as she entered their house.However, the moment her feet crossed the front door, she could already hear commotion coming from their living room.She ran inside upon hearing the scream of Trisha, her younger sister.Her sister was holding onto their mother's back while they were seated on the sofa. Her father was standing, massaging his temples."What's happening here?" she asked with a furrowed brow, stepping closer to her mother, who was weeping with her head bowed. Her sister was crying beside her mother as well.Neither of them spoke; they simply looked at her."Trish?" She received no response. "Mom?" Her mother didn't answer either, her sobs merely growing a bit louder.







