ログインLuther graciously allowed his new wife, Junko, to mingle with us women after the wedding. We gathered at a table in the reception area. I felt a blush creep up my neck; Luther had apparently expressed his desire for me to meet his wife. So here I was. At first, I felt a little out of place with the three women. It was clear they had known each other for a long time. But they quickly made me feel welcome, effortlessly drawing me into their conversations. "They're all so handsome, aren't they?" Aaliyah sighed dreamily, propping her chin on her hand as she gazed at the men's table. My eyes followed her line of sight. The group of friends were together at a table not far from us. Luther, now, was laughing freely with Lucius and Creed, a stark contrast to his quiet demeanor before the ceremony. Hunter and Helios, on the other hand, seemed engrossed in a serious discussion. "You're so lucky to marry one of them," Daphne commented to Junko, Luther's
I woke to a tickle on my neck, a soft brush that feathered across my skin. Turning, I found Helios buried against me, his face nestled in the curve of my neck, peppering it with kisses. I tried to pull away, but his arm was a steel band around my waist, holding me captive. "Helios, stop," I whispered, a shiver chasing down my spine. This was too much, too early, my body already heating in response. He lifted his head, his eyes locking onto mine, and oh, God. Desire, raw and untamed, blazed in their depths. Did this man ever tire? As he lowered his head to tease my neck once more, I instinctively placed my hand on his head, halting his descent. "Helios, what are you doing?" The words tumbled out, and then I remembered the date. "Today's your friend's wedding, isn't it? We can't be late." Instead of rising, he pulled me closer, burying his face deeper into my neck. "We could ditch their wedding and cuddle here all day," he mumbled, his
Warning: Spg Once our daughter was sound asleep, Helios wasted no time, pulling me into his bedroom with an urgency that sent shivers down my spine. The moment we were inside, the door barely shut, he devoured my lips in a hungry, bruising kiss, pressing me against the cool wood. A low groan rumbled in his chest as I responded, mirroring his fierce passion, and he deepened the kiss, as if desperate to consume every last bit of me. His hunger was insatiable, his mouth claiming mine with a desperate intensity that stole my breath. His hands roamed, a molten brand against my waist, gripping and kneading as if I were the most precious, tantalizing thing he’d ever touched. When he finally pulled away, just long enough to tear off his t-shirt, my lips instinctively chased his, a yearning I couldn’t control. A flush of embarrassment warmed my cheeks, but it vanished the moment his mouth found mine again. He tangled his fingers in my hair, pulling gently but fi
"Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday Baby/Summer/Princess!" We burst into laughter, singing to Summer, our voices playfully stumbling over her various nicknames. My daughter, completely unconcerned, clapped her hands with joyous abandon. "Happy 5th Birthday, Princess!" Apollo and Artemis chorused, planting kisses on Summer's cheeks. "Thank you, Tito Handsome. I love you a million, million times!" Summer chirped, snatching her gift from Apollo before turning to Artemis. "Thank you, Tita Goddess. I love you a million, million and gazillion times!" she declared, accepting Artemis's present. Apollo's brow furrowed in mock indignation. "Why don't I get a gazillion times?" he grumbled, and Summer and Artemis exchanged a knowing glance. "Girl power!" they exclaimed in unison, erupting into giggles. I joined their laughter, a warmth spreading through me. "Brother! Y
"Daddy! I missed you!" Summer shrieked, launching herself at us the moment Helios and I stepped into the mansion. She barreled towards her father, who scooped her into his arms without a beat. Kisses rained down on his cheek as she peppered him with them. Helios chuckled, "I missed you too, Princess." My heart, a stubborn fortress, softened at the sight. "Where have you been? You didn't even call me or Mommy," my daughter pouted, her lower lip trembling adorably. "Well, I had to travel for work, Princess. But don't worry. I won't leave you again." I'd briefed Helios on all the excuses I'd spun for Summer when she’d asked about his absence. Thankfully, she wasn't too upset, despite her father vanishing without a trace. "Since I missed you, I'll let you sleep with me and Mommy," Summer announced with a mischievous grin, but her father shook his head. "No, Princess. I promised I won't sleep with your Mommy until she says yes t
“Brother told me everything.” Apollo’s voice, a sudden, playful jolt, ripped me from my poolside reverie. One moment, the world was mine, silent and still. The next, he materialized beside me, followed by Artemis, who gracefully claimed the opposite lounger. Summer was still at school, and with a day off stretching into a luxurious expanse, my thoughts had inevitably drifted to Helios. Another week had blurred into the last, a cruel, endless cycle, and still, no sign of him. No calls, no messages, no fleeting glimpses. My heart ached for Summer, her bright spirit dimmed by her father’s absence, growing visibly sadder with each passing day. And I? I was lost in my own quiet despair. Every tick of the clock echoed his absence, a constant, nagging worry that gnawed at my peace. Sometimes, a dangerous whisper would creep in – a regret, a longing for that night I’d pushed him away, wishing I’d simply surrendered to the love he’d offered. But fear h
Warning: SpgZURI'S POINT OF VIEW I opened my eyes to find Helios’s face inches from mine, his expression soft in sleep as he held me close. Sunlight slanted through the curtains, painting pale stripes across the walls of his room. For a moment I stared at the unfamiliar space
ZURI'S POINT OF VIEW “Baby, I’m heading out now, okay? Don’t wait up—I might not be home until late.” I brush a strand of hair from my daughter’s forehead as she bends over her homework, pencil scratching softly against paper. “Yes, Mommy. Be safe.” She turns up to me, her sma
ZURI'S POINT OF VIEW I wake to find Helios’s side of the bed cold—he’s already gone from Summer’s bedside. Since that night he made his promise, he’s been sleeping in our room most nights, the three of us curled up like a proper family. The thought still warms me, even as I push back th
ZURI'S POINT OF VIEW Days have blurred into weeks, and I’ve grown used to the man Helios has become. Every small gesture proves he means every word of his promise—he moves around me like I’m made of spun glass, treating Summer and me as if we’re carved from crystal, so delicate we might







