LOGINRebecca“An eviction notice?” Adam roared. “A fucking eviction notice in such a short time?” He gripped the document in his hand so tightly the paper crumpled. He looked ready to smash the phone pressed to his ear.Earlier today, while Adam was out, a courier had knocked on the door and handed me the document. When I opened it, I discovered it was an eviction notice with the only explanation being that the house would be undergoing a structural renovation. That was a lie.Everyone knew properties in the Palaio Psychiko don't just get renovated, new constructions were even banned.Adam looked angry enough to completely tear someone apart. He threw his phone across the room and whirled around to face me.“Can you imagine the nonsense? Some wealthy buyer bought both houses and just moved into the house right next door!"“The one with the mango tree?” I asked softly.Adam glared at me, shaking his head in disbelief. I had always been a sucker for mangoes,I couldn't even do without them
Michael I paced the floors of my study. Something was terribly wrong and I could feel it.I could still hear her tiny voice ringing in my ears, asking me my fucking name. She looked and sounded different. Like the naive daughter of Mr. Greene I had heard about years ago, the gullible girl who didn't know her best friend was married to her husband.What exactly could have happened to her?I grabbed my phone off the desk and called my doctor, he answered almost immediately.“Good morning, Sir.”“Doctor Joseph. I would like to ask you a few questions.”“I'm all ears, Sir.”“Why would someone suddenly forget some people, especially her fiancee?” There was silence on the other end, I was already sweating on my forehead and I lacked the patience to keep up with the suspense he was building.I was just about to roar and demand answers immediately when he cleared his throat nervously."Is your fiancee suffering from seizures, Sir? That can trigger severe memory loss. Or it could be transien
Michael I thought moving to Greece would mean leaving the past behind, but the past has a way of clinging to someone who’s desperately trying to bury it.I was still very angry with Rebecca, that hadn't changed or cooled down in the slightest. My thoughts were still drifting back to her against my will. Avoiding my friend's private island or my yacht made no difference. Rebecca lived rent-free in my head.The only good thing that happened with my sudden relocation was that Bernard and his wife were now closer to their sick child.Speaking of his daughter, I had promised to visit and haven't done that because of how busy I had suddenly become.I quickly made a mental note to visit the kid before the week runs out.A knock sounded on my door and creaked open a second later as Bernard stepped inside.“The workers are about to start rebuilding your childhood home, Sir," he said. "They want to know if there's anything you would like to change before they proceed.”“No. Tell them to rebuil
Adam went through with his plans, and before I fully understood what was happening, I found myself in Greece.It was a beautiful country, one I had always dreamed of visiting for a few weeks , but never imagined permanently living in. Adam had rented an apartment in a beautiful and quiet neighborhood, claiming he planned to buy a villa on a private island. He assured me that Elena and Becky would be moving into the house next to ours so we could all live like one big, happy family.I wanted to feel excited. I mean, who wouldn't want to live on an island with her best friend and goddaughter just a few steps away? But I wasn't excited at all. Instead, a sudden bad feeling made me gloomy throughout the day. If Adam noticed it, he didn't say a word.“I've made an appointment with the gynaecologist, and you have a meeting with him today.” Adam announced, standing in front of one of the brown sofas he had bought the day before.I looked up from my seat, my brow furrowing in confusion. “A
Adam drove out of the private cafe with so much speed his knuckles began to turn white against the steering wheel.He kept glancing nervously at the side mirrors every few seconds, beads of sweat trickling down his temple.I sat quietly in the passenger seat, my mind stuck on the regal handsome stranger standing beside the luxury car.His dark features were quite sharp, and he had this air of a Victorian model getting his picture taken. The man radiated confidence and power. And the way he looked at me... like I've wronged him, like I committed an abominable sin.He had been glaring at me with fury, but somehow, the intensity of those dark eyes sent shivers straight to my pussy.I pressed my thighs together, trying to hide the sudden thrill between my thighs.Why was I feeling this way for a total stranger when Adam's touch couldn't even make me wet?"Adam," I called quietly, turning to face him. "Who was that man standing beside the beautiful car?"Adam's jaw tightened, and a sudden
RebeccaI had this strong yearning to see Kate. It felt weird because we often went months without seeing each other, plus we mostly saw each other during spa and parties, and Adam didn't seem to like that.But I truly wanted to see her today. The house was getting boring and Adam was getting too clingy. I shouldn't even be complaining, that's all I ever wanted, but somehow I just wasn't comfortable with him being around me for so long.For some reason, I felt caged. Even Elena was nowhere in sight, she usually wouldn't go days without seeing me if she's in the country. I even missed little Becky. I really have to get out of here and get some air.I quickly dressed up and walked into the living room. I found Adam comfortably seated on the couch with a whiskey in his hand. He got up from the couch the moment he sighted me, and walked toward me.“Is anything the matter, baby?”“I'm tired of being inside the house all day. I want to go out and get some air. I want to see Kate.”His jaw
We have a big problem," my dad said, his voice tight. He was pacing the length of his office. I’d never seen him this unsettled. He was usually, the calm one in the storm. "What's going on?" I asked, a cold knot forming in my stomach. Anything that had my father sweating like someone who had ru
The next morning, Adam made a show of being the perfect family man, volunteering to take Elena to work and little Becky to school. The front door hadn't even finished clicking shut before I bolted for the bathroom. I turned the shower on, letting the spray soak through my hair and down to my feet.
The bedroom door flew open almost immediately, and tiny giggles flooded the room. Little Becky ran straight to me and wrapped her arms around my legs. I lifted her up, and she immediately began plastering my face with wet, messy kisses. I pulled back, wrinkling my nose. "Are you sure you’ve bru
As the cab wove through the streets of New York city, I caught my reflection in the rearview mirror. The scarf was still there. Another compromise I’d made to satisfy a man who claimed he was scared of being stepped on by me because of my father's wealth. For that reason, I had shrunk myself just s







