LOGINAMELIA
The car stopped in front of a mansion. The building was graced with multiple columns that elevated the look.
Rafael stepped out from his side of his car and rushed over to open the door for me. He held my hands as we walked into the house.
I gasped immediately we got in, words wouldn’t do justice to how the interior looked. “It’s beautiful.” I said finding it hard to look away.
Rafael stood in front of me, forcing me to look at him. “I knew you’d love it.” He said and leaned in for a kiss.
Before I could respond to that, I felt myself being swept off my feet into his arms. “Oh my gawd! What are you doing, Rafael?” I screamed giggling and held on to his neck for support.
Rafael ran up the stairs into the bedroom with me in his arms. He dropped me on the bed, took off his shirt in an instant and stared at me, “should I rip this or would you take it off?”
“Noo… it’s my wedding dress, it should be protected.” I giggled. And slowly took it off.
Rafael stared at me with ravenous eyes. I could tell that he was impatient with how slowly this was happening.
I felt my nipples harden when my dress fell to my waist, I didn’t wear a bra because the dress had padding. I stepped out of the dress to reveal my lace panties before taking it off.
“Lie down.” It almost sounded like a command, his voice was low.
I climbed the bed facing him, before I knew it he was on top of me. He held my hands above my head and kissed me. Every fiber of my being yearned for more of his touches. He went slowly this time, compared to the last time at the park.
His lips went to my nipples and I let out a soft moan. His other hand massaged my left boob.
Rafael tongue swirled around my right nipple, and I could feel my pussy cream up with expectations. As if he read my mind. His slid his finger between my legs and rubbed me. I wanted him to have him and my body did nothing to hide it.
He rubbed his hard dick on me before sliding inside. My hips pushed further to him as he thrusted. A low growl escaped his throat and he pulled me closer to him. It was magical.
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THREE YEARS LATER.
I was on my returning flight back from my successful business trip. I had just secured a major partnership between my real estate company and JHARVIS, one of the most renowned and successful construction firms in the country.
It was the kind of deal people waited their whole careers for. And I couldn’t wait to share the news with Rafael.
He knew I was arriving today, but he thought I was heading home. What he didn’t know was that I had planned a surprise visit to his office. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when I told him the news, to see the pride in his eyes.
And most especially, to feel like us again.
I had been away for two weeks. I had exams to take before the contract could even be awarded, and it had been a whirlwind of pressure and planning.
But the real problem had been Rafael. He had been acting differently for over two months now, distant, and distracted. Even when I traveled, he always had an excuse for why he wasn’t available.
Still, I gave him the benefit of the doubt. I always did. I told myself that once I returned, he would be happy to see me. That everything would return back to normal.
I arrived at his office building and smiled at the receptionist on the ground floor. She recognized me immediately and greeted me warmly.
“Mrs. Gray, welcome back,” she smiled.
I returned her smile. “Thank you. He’s in?”
She nodded. “Yes, he just stepped in about half an hour ago.”
Awesome. I took the direct elevator up to his floor, my heart light fluttering with excitement. I couldn't hide my smiles. I missed him. God, I had missed him.
As I reached the hallway, I met Rafael's secretary. I thought I caught a little bit of fear in his eyes, but I guess he was just surprised to see me as it faded almost as quickly as it came.
We greeted each other briefly and I made my way to his office. I slowed my pace when I heard his voice.
It made me smile, that familiar, bass tone. But then I realized… he wasn’t alone. He was talking to someone. A woman, probably one of his female staff?
I don’t know why I stopped. I don't usually eavesdrop on his office conversations, but something made me listen.
I heard her voice again.
“So she’s coming back today. Are you going to ignore me now?”
He replied, his voice was low and calm
“Of course not. You know I loved you first. She can’t even compare to you… you carried my child.”
My heart stopped. I felt my head spin.
Carried… his child?
No. No, I didn’t just hear that. My legs turned weak, but I stood still, frozen in my spot, my chest tight like it was being crushed.
Then the woman spoke again.
“I know you love me, Rafael. I love you too. Don’t forget about me and our little girl.”
“I won’t. Come here, come closer to me.” He said to her.
Then she whispered again, softly.
“Promise?”
I felt my lungs tighten as I struggled to breathe. He was cheating on me? He has a child? I couldn’t bear to hear anymore.
I turned to leave, but I missed my step and fell towards the door. I caught myself quickly with the door frame, but the door was already wide open.
The lady sprung away from his side, like he was suddenly on fire.
He looked startled at first, but he quickly changed to a look feigning a genuine surprise to see me.
I smiled quickly, forcing my expression into something calm, light and happy. My hands were shaking, but I wouldn’t let them see. I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction of seeing me like that.
But I ignored the scene and grinned. I tried my best to still be my usual self.
“Hello love, I'm back!” I said brightly as I walked straight up to him and wrapped my arms around his stiff body.
I held him like I did not hear or see anything, even though it felt like my whole world had just shattered.
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