Se connecter🔥 Will Fernando ever get his memories back or is this a permanent situation? Keep reading to uncover the secrets Fernando was never meant to remember... and the love that may be slipping through his fingers.
Michael’s POVTheo’s eyes never left mine, not for a second.The condom wrapper had already been discarded somewhere on the bed, forgotten amongst tangled sheets while the warm light from the bedside lamp cast soft shadows across his face.Theo leaned down slowly and kissed me again, deep and warm, like he was trying to calm every nervous thought running through my head.My hands slid up his shoulders while his body settled carefully between my legs again.“You’re thinking too much,” Theo murmured softly against my mouth.“You say that every five minutes.”“Because it keeps being true.”I huffed out a weak laugh despite myself and Theo smiled faintly before kissing the corner of my mouth.“You still okay?”I nodded slowly.“Yes.”But nervous didn’t even begin to describe what I was feeling.It had been so long since I had let someone this close to me, so long since I had allowed myself to be vulnerable in this way.And Theo somehow made it impossible to completely retreat into my own
Michael’s POVTheo kissed me like he had no intention of stopping.Every time I thought I had finally adjusted to the overwhelming warmth between us, he somehow managed to make everything feel even more intense.His mouth moved against mine with dangerous patience while his hands explored my body like he was trying to memorize every reaction I gave him and unfortunately, I was reacting to everything.My fingers curled tightly into the sheets beneath me as Theo kissed down my jaw again, his breath warm against my skin.“You’re still tense,” he murmured softly.“That’s because you keep looking at me like that" I replied. Theo smiled faintly against my throat.“Like what?”“Like you’re planning something.”“I am planning something.”The confidence in his voice sent another wave of heat through me.I exhaled shakily while Theo kissed lower, taking his time in a way that made my entire body feel restless.His hands slid slowly along my waist before one disappeared toward the bedside drawe
Michael’s POVMy entire body felt overheated, every breath came out uneven, every thought inside my head had dissolved into complete chaos and Theo looked entirely too pleased about that.I was still bent slightly against the dining table, gripping the edge tightly while Theo slowly straightened behind me again, his hands sliding firmly along my waist.The smug satisfaction radiating from him was almost unbearable.I turned my head slightly, breathing hard as his whiped the saliva on his mouth with the back of his hand.“You taste divine” he said.The confidence in his voice sent another wave of heat through me.Theo turned me around slowly after that, his hands careful but firm as he guided me back against the edge of the table. His eyes moved over my face, studying every reaction like he was trying to memorize me.The intensity of his stare alone nearly ruined what little composure I had left.“You look beautiful like this,” he murmured softly.Flustered warmth immediately crawled u
Michael’s POVThe moment Theo kissed me whatever restraint I had left disappeared completely.My back pressed lightly against the counter as Theo stepped into my space again, his mouth moving against mine with a slow intensity that made my heartbeat spiral completely out of control.God.This man kissed like he had been starving for it.Theo’s fingers slid along my waist possessively before gripping my hips, pulling me flush against him until I could feel the heat of his body through our clothes.A quiet sound escaped my throat before I could stop it and Theo immediately reacted to it.His mouth curved faintly against mine.“There you are,” he murmured softly.I barely had time to process the words before he kissed me again, harder this time.His hand moved upward, fingers sliding beneath the hem of my shirt slowly, deliberately, like he wanted to memorize every inch of skin he touched.I sucked in a sharp breath at the contact and Theo noticed immediately.“You’re sensitive,” he mutt
Michael’s POVThe limousine finally stopped in front of Theo’s house and for a moment, neither of us moved.The soft hum of the engine filled the silence while the headlights illuminated the quiet street ahead. Across the road, my house stood dark and still beneath the night sky.The driver stepped out first and opened the door for us then I followed Theo out into the cool night air, adjusting my coat slightly as the limousine door shut behind me.The driver nodded respectfully.“Goodnight, sir.”Theo waved lazily.“Try not to sleep at the wheel this time" he cautioned.The poor man looked horrified again while I laughed under my breath then the limousine finally pulled away from the curb and disappeared down the quiet street.The sudden silence afterward felt strangely intimate.Theo shoved his hands into his pockets and glanced toward me.“You coming inside?” he asked.I hesitated briefly.Tonight had already been emotionally exhausting, and being alone with Theo again after everyth
Michael’s POVThe cold night air hit my face the moment I stepped out of the restaurant. For the first time in what felt like hours, I could finally breathe properly.I rubbed my forehead tiredly as I walked down the elegant restaurant steps toward the parking lot, my shoes scraping softly against the pavement.I shoved my hands into my pockets as I reached the parking lot and immediately slowed down when I noticed the limousine still parked there beneath the dim overhead lights.I blinked.Why was it still here?I had assumed Theo had already gone home after Fernando humiliated both of us inside the restaurant.Guilt immediately settled heavily inside my chest. I sighed softly and pulled out my phone.For a moment, I hesitated then finally I called Theo. The phone barely rang twice before he answered.“Well, are you done talking with your husband?” Theo’s voice came through calmly, though there was obvious exhaustion beneath it. The word husband made my stomach twist again.“I’m sor
Michael’s POV I wasn’t asleep.I hadn’t slept all night, if I was being honest.I laid there on the bed, my eyes closed, heart pulsing in the quiet dark like a slow drum. Every breath Fernando took from the floor beside me echoed in my chest. Shallow, soft inhales. A little uneven, like maybe he
Michael’s POV Saturday mornings have always been slow in our house, but today, the quiet had weight. It wasn’t peace. It was anticipation. The kind that stirs your gut, even if you’re pretending not to notice. I was on the carpet, legs crossed, buttoning Henry’s little denim shirt while he bounc
Fernando’s POVPain is a strange thing.Sometimes it screams through every nerve like a storm caught fire. Other times, it creeps in silent—like smoke curling under a door. Right now, it was both. Screaming, creeping, and drowning me.The bullet wound in my side pulsed like a second heartbeat, on
Fernando’s POV The clock on the wall glared back at me. It was 11:03 p.m but Michael still hadn’t come home. Across from me, Ashley paced. Her slippers made a soft, dragging sound against the hardwood floor. She had been pacing for over an hour, only breaking it to try calling Michael again, and