LOGINHey everyone, I think this book will be complete by the end of the month. I will see how it goes between now and then. I am sorry I skipped the steamy portion; that part of my writing isn't at its best right now, so I skipped it to avoid a delay for a new chapter :(
SerenaConall and I arrive at his place after his discharge. He is in more pain than he admits, wincing when he moves. His mom went home but will be here first thing, bringing breakfast and coffee. She didn’t return tonight to let him rest. I guide him to the bedroom and help him onto the bed.“Stay put until I get something for you to sleep in,” I state firmly.He sighs and nods. He will hate that he can’t do what he wants without issue for the next couple of weeks. The doctor told him to rest, and I will make sure he does. I will be a pain in his ass, but it is what I need to do. I grab him some flannel bottoms from his drawer and return to where he is. I carefully help him undress, and only then do I see the marks on his upper body. He has multiple bruises, one of which looks like a footprint. How did he manage to get up from that and start fighting back? I fight back my tears at the thought of him lying on the ground as they kick him around his body. What if they kicked his head?
ConallI need to get out of this damn hospital. I hate it, but they aren’t letting me go until someone can pick me up. I managed to drive myself here; I would have managed to drive back. Yes, I am in pain because of those bastards, but it could have been worse. They only caught me off guard because my back was to them. As soon as I realized what was happening, I fought back, and once I did, they couldn’t get the upper hand again. Everything happened so quickly—it was clearly planned, since they were waiting for me and no one else, so I know it wasn’t random. My face is a mess: they split my eyebrow, gave me a busted lip, left me with a black eye, and I ended up with a couple of cracked ribs and other cuts and bruises. They ran off when I fought back—cowards. They won’t look too good themselves.The thought of my mom and Serena seeing me fills me with dread, as I know they won’t take it well. I will find out who is responsible for this and make sure of it. Suddenly, Serena rushes into
SerenaWorry claws at me. Conall texted early, promising to be home by six-thirty, but now it’s after seven-thirty. He isn’t answering his cell. Something feels off; I can’t shake it. Once more—I think it’s the tenth time—I try calling him, but again, it rings out. Panic-stricken, I pace. What if something has happened? Even his work phone goes unanswered. He never ignores me. Not on purpose. Maybe work’s delaying him, but the churning in my stomach insists otherwise.My hands tremble as I search for his mom’s name and dial, my breath shallow with desperation. It rings only a couple of times before she answers.“Hello, Serena, is everything okay?”“I am not sure. Have you heard from Conall? He was supposed to be here an hour ago, but he hasn’t shown and isn’t answering his cell or work phone.”I don’t want to worry her, but the restless fear gnaws inside me. I need to know if she has seen or heard from him.“No, I haven’t heard from him. When did you last hear from him?” I can hear th
ConallOur weekend passed way too quickly. It is already Monday morning. I need to get back to work. We have barely left my apartment all weekend, except to go to the store. It has been perfect. I wish we could continue, but we need to get back to reality. Neither of us wants that.“Can you call in sick or go in later?” Serena pouts as she sits on my stomach, stopping me from getting up to get ready for bed.“I can’t, sweetness, I have too much to do.”She pouts at me and rolls her eyes before climbing off me in a huff. I chuckle at her reaction. I wish I could stay here with her. But it isn’t possible. I sit up and run my fingers through my messy hair.“Don’t pout at me, baby girl. I need to go to work. You have a meeting at one.”“That is hours away. What am I supposed to do until then?”“I am sure you will find something to occupy yourself with. Relax.”“Alone? What fun is that? I’d much rather occupy my time, naked in bed with you.” She smirks.I groan at her words, trying not to
SerenaAfter a fun ride, I collapse next to Conall on the bed. The room is silent except for our ragged breaths. Exhausted, weak, and sweaty, I glance at Conall and smirk. It’s been a while—damn, that was good. Making him a mess is always satisfying: panting, sweating, flushed, but smiling and struggling to catch his breath."Wipe that grin off your face," he says, not bothering to open his eyes.He knows me too well!I laugh. “I don’t know what you mean. I don’t have such a look on my face.”Conall laughs, finally turning to look at me. I smile sweetly at him."Please, sweetness. I know you—you love making me weak. Admit it."I scoot closer and reach over to kiss him. “Mmm, yes, I do.”Who wouldn’t enjoy leaving their partner breathless and happy?Conall shakes his head but kisses me back. I moan, resisting the urge to climb back on top and go again—I would pass out halfway through. My body can't handle it right now. I should stop kissing, but I don't.“Hmm, you need to stop before y
ConallI arrive home and immediately smell dinner. It smells good. In the living room, my mom sits on the sofa, an empty wine bottle on the table.“You started without me?” I chuckle."Just one bottle," Mom laughs, standing to greet me with a hug.Serena texted to let me know my mom came early.I happily hug her back. “Just one. Where is Serena?”“She is in the kitchen, cooking dinner. I offered to help, but she insisted I relax and she would do it.”“That sounds like her.”Once I speak to my mom for a moment, I head to the kitchen to see Serena. I did let her know I was on my way. I feel bad she had to deal with everything while I was stuck at work. She seemed okay with it, though. Serena stands over the stove, cooking and singing away to herself, oblivious to my presence. I stand by the door, watching her for a moment before I make my way over to her.I rest my hands on her hips, and she jumps, letting out a little squeal. “Sorry, baby girl.” I laugh.She turns to face me, her hand
Serena The second I wake, I reach for Conall, but he isn’t there. I expected him still to be here, but I shouldn’t be surprised that he has left, considering I am not giving him what he wants or needs. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair, disappointed. I hoped he would have stuck around. Ins
SerenaIt is after midnight when we leave Conall’s mom’s place. We didn’t plan to stay so late, but we lost track of time. I am so thankful she doesn’t hate me because I was married into that horrible family for a long time. Conall’s mom is the sweetest, and that makes me hate them even more for wh
Conall“Conall, is this such a good idea? Does your mother really want to be around me since I was part of the family that ruined her life for a long time?” Serena asks.I told my mom that I had been spending a lot of time with Serena. She didn’t know how to react at first, but I soon made her real
SerenaI made sure I was up earlier than Conall. I want to go out and get us some breakfast. Yes, we fixed everything out last night, but I sense he is still slightly annoyed with me for doing what I did. No, annoyed isn’t the right word. He was worried. I get that, but he has nothing to worry about







