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Lila. I knew he was going to kiss me, and I had plenty of time to pull away before he did, but I didn’t. Instead, i parted my lips, allowing him access inside my mouth as I hungrily tasted him. This was a mistake, kissing him, being alone with him in my room, but I couldn’t find the will to push him away. His admission had taken me by surprise. I had never expected him to acknowledge his behavior, let alone apologize for it. I had also never expected him to accuse me of being jealous, but there was no point in denying it because we both knew the truth. I had been jealous. And the only reason why I was even jealous was because I did indeed want him. Had for a long time, and apparently i was just too tired to fight it any longer. I had expended so much of my energy pushing him away for so long that it was almost a relief to give in. In the back of my mind, I heard the protest that I didn’t want to be added to this playboy’s list of play things, but I ignored my conscience. This was V
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LilaI reached up and tangled my fingers into his hair, holding his head as I kissed him back and met demand with demand. My hips rose up to thrust against him, and his taste and smell invaded me like a drug.My skin burned as all the pent up desire I had buried deep burst out of my body in a flood of heat. I was ravenous for my taste, for my hands to strip off my clothes and take me right there against the wall, and i reveled in his wild response that was so opposite to my rigid control.Control.An alarm bell rang in my head and cut through the mist of sexual fog.He had been drinking. If we were interrupted, he might calmly step away with a reasonable explanation to why sex would not be a good idea.The knowledge he had done it twice before skated along the edges of my mind, until I dragged my mouth from his and yanked the hair at the nape of his neck.His head shot up. He blinked as if coming to from a long sleep, and I caught the question held in his eyes. I made myself say the o
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Lila."Luca” I whispered between whimpers and gasps of excitement. “Not now, Lila . I’m busy.” He said, his voice barely audible and definitely grumpy. He covered my mouth with his and plunged his tongue deep into my mouth. I arched like a bow as the lightning crack of energy ripped through me. My fingers clung to him as i held on and kissed him back, drowning in the taste of Scotch and male heat. He parted my legs and tortured me with promises of his hands and his penis, until I became crazed with need, until there was no more pride or logic, just this ache to have him inside me. His mouth moved on my breasts, sucked my nipples, and nipped with his teeth. His fingers stroked my belly and hips, and hooked under the lace to play, one long index finger moving underneath to test my heat, drenched with moisture as i cried out for more, always more.He slid off my panties and plunged a finger deep inside, then added another, rubbing delicately over the hard nub hidden between curls, jus
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LilaI woke up to the faint morning light pushing its way through the cracks in the blinds. The sheets were tangled around my legs, still warm from sleep, and my fingers instinctively reached across the bed.Empty.No warmth. No weight. No Luca. He was already gone and my heart sunk a little at the realization. I blinked, groggy at first, then sat up slowly. My heart picked up speed half expecting to hear the creak of the bathroom door or his voice humming low in the kitchen.But there was nothing. Just the dull hum of the refrigerator and the whisper of the wind outside.I pulled the sheet tighter around my body and got out of bed, bare feet sinking into the soft rug. The events of last night swirled back to me in vivid flashes his laughter, the way he looked at me like he already knew my story, the tenderness between the heat. Everything about it felt raw and unfiltered, like we’d stripped down past skin and into something closer to truth.And now, not even a damn note?I padded to
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Lila. The nausea hit again as I stood in the bathroom, leaning against the cold sink with one hand bracing my weight. It had been happening on and off for a few days now nothing violent, just a queasy, persistent fog that settled in my stomach every morning like an uninvited guest. I told myself it was probably the takeout from that new Thai place or maybe just stress. Work had been a nightmare lately, and I hadn’t been sleeping well. But deep down, a quieter voice one I didn’t want to hear kept whispering other possibilities.Headaches, too. Not pounding migraines, just this dull pressure behind my eyes, like I’d been squinting too long in the sun. I blamed the screens, the emails, the lack of decent coffee in the office. Every excuse I could grasp onto, I used it.Until this morning.I stood there, barefoot on the cool tiles, staring at the small white box in my hand. It wasn’t even open yet, but my heart was already thudding like it knew the truth before my brain caught up. I hadn
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Lila. I could not believe this was actually happening to me. I took another test and the results were the same. I was pregnant. I stared at the stick. Still. Two pink lines. Still.It had been five minutes. Ten maybe. Or an hour? I couldn’t tell anymore. My hands were cold and shaking . My heartbeat pounded in my ears like a bass drum in an empty hall. I tried to breathe. In. Out. Slow. Steady.Pregnant.The word looped in my brain like a song I hated but couldn’t stop humming. I sat on the edge of the bathtub, knees pressed to my chest, the test trembling in my fingers. A thousand thoughts crashed together in my head like a demolition site how? Well, obviously how. But... now what? What the hell was I supposed to do now?We hadn't even had a real conversation with Luca for over a week now, and I was supposed to just casually tell him that now I was pregnant. I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted metal. I’d rehearsed it a dozen ways in my head soft, careful, maybe over dinner, o
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Richard. I still remember the last time I saw her, I replayed it so many times in my head that at some point it just stuck. I used to make up scenarios in my head about what would happen if I ever saw her again, but over the years I gave up.I didn't think she would ever come back, I did not even know if she was still alive. I had hired some of the best private investigators, but none was ever successful in finding her. As soon as she left, her trail went cold. It was like looking for a ghost, it was like she never existed at all. So I let it go and over the years accepted that I might never see her again or find out what happened to her. Clearly I was wrong, because she was back in the flesh and she still looked the same, but age had catched up. "Richard." she said, My name. That voice. I hadn’t heard it in twenty five years, and still, it hit like a freight train. I didn’t move right away. Thought maybe it was a ghost, a trick of the old walls. "Jenny." I managed to say, T
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Richard. It’s been four days.Four long, dragging, claustrophobic days since Jenny stood in my living room and detonated twenty five years of silence with three words: I have cancer and I am dying. And now every time I pass the mirror in the hallway, I catch my own reflection and flinch, because I don’t recognize the man looking back. He’s waiting. Holding his breath. Listening for a knock that may never come.I wanted to tell Luca about his mother, that she was back and she was dying. Anothet part of me hates her and Saw this is her karma, she did not deserve to see the amazing man Luca had turned out to become. She didn't deserve to say goodbye to him. But why was I feeling so much guilt over it. Luca came by last night, as he does every Thursday. Same routine. He brings dinner some overpriced vegan thing Lila cooks and we sit in awkward silence, pretending we’re just two men, not a father and son still sutured together by old wounds.He doesn’t know she was here.I don’t tell h
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Lila. "I am so sorry about her, I promise you she was not part of the itinerary today." i say slowly to Luca who is clearly dressing up now. He looked so pisses off which I can understand given the situation, but I am hoping now that his mother has left we can go on with our day as planned." I know, I'm sorry too, about her." he says kissing my forehead."Are you going somewhere?" I finally ask, unable to hold my tongue anymore when I see him putting on his shoes,"Yes, I have to go to the office, something came up."He says it so casually, like we weren't about to have a us day. "I thought we were going to hang out." i said my voice a little low filled with disappointment."I know, but we can do that another time. Jenny messed up my whole mood, and I really need to be in this meeting." he said, putting on his shoes, "You can come with, you have never really had a proper tour of my office, I could have someone show you around, we can go to lunch after.""Are you sure? I would love
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Lila. I heard the front door slam open before I even had time to get off the couch. My heart jumped, instinctively thinking something was wrong, an emergency maybe. But when I saw Jenny standing there, fire in her eyes, I knew this wasn’t a surprise visit. This was a storm. And it had my name on it.I hadn't seen her since the last time se dropped by with two detectives, she had not called in at all or reached out in any kind of way. "Richard," she snapped, stepping fully inside, her heels echoing on the hardwood floor. "What the hell did you tell Luca?"Her voice was sharp, like a blade honed over days of anger and confusion. She was glaring at me like I’d just stolen something from her. I stood up slowly, keeping my voice calm.This was the Jenny I remembered, she always was the victim even back then during our marriage. She never took accountability for anything, and ofcourse she was the same person, nothing had changed at all. "Hello to you too Jenny.""Cut the crap!" she hisse
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Lila. I was still standing by the door, trying to wrap my head around the whirlwind that was Jenny, she was in our living room acting like everything was okay between her and her son. It was like she had completely forgotten how things went the last time they saw each other, and the fact that she had lied to Luca, I was still staring at her with a million different thoughts in my head, when I heard the water shut off upstairs. Footsteps. The creak of the floorboards. He was coming. He was going to come down in a few minutes and I still was not sure I wanted him to be surprised. Maybe I should just give him a heads up that his mother was in our living room and by the look of things she planned on staying here for a while. I looked over at the couch, there she was. Jenny was now curled up on our couch like it was her own personal throne, she gave me a mischievous wink and pressed a finger to her lips. “Not a word.” she whispered like I was part of her insane surprise or whatever it
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Lila. The sizzle of eggs hitting the pan was oddly satisfying, almost like a little victory in my morning. I was up earlier than usual, the sun barely yawning over the horizon, painting the kitchen in warm gold. I hummed softly as I flipped the eggs with one hand and balanced a slice of bread in the toaster with the other. The smell of coffee filled the air, strong and comforting.I was in my element.For the first time in weeks, I didn’t feel tired. Or nauseous. Or like a swollen balloon about to float away. I felt good, energized, even and I wanted to do something with that. And maybe I missed doing normal things. The bump beneath my robe was getting more obvious now, but today, I wasn’t going to let it slow me down. Not when I had the whole day planned out. Just Luca and me.I was also feeling a little bit guilty about how I had approached things and accused him of keeping secrets from me, I wanted to make up for that. And we needed an us day, where we just lounged together all da
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Luca. The headlights slice across the driveway as I pull in. Engine off. Silence.The house seems still silent and there are no lights coming from any of the rooms in the house. Did she really sleep this early or was this just another sign she didn't want to talk to me. I sit there for a second, hands still on the wheel, like maybe if I stay still long enough, time will rewind. Like maybe I won’t have to go inside and say what I’m about to say. But that’s bullshit. I’ve run out of ways to lie to myself. And more importantly, I’ve run out of ways to lie to her.Lila deserves the truth. She always has.I get out, close the door gently, as if slamming it might break something more than the quiet. The porch light’s still on. She leaves it on for me, even when she’s mad. Especially when she’s mad.Inside, the house is warm. Smells like chamomile and something sweet, maybe the candle she lights when she’s anxious. She’s on the couch, legs curled under her, a book in her lap she’s not rea
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Luca. I'm driving. Hands tight on the wheel, eyes stuck on the road, even though I’m not really seeing it. I know where I’m going home, technically, but my head’s halfway in the past, in the ache behind my ribs, in the flicker of blue hospital lights, in the cold white tiles of that goddamn ER floor. I have tried calling Lila a few times but her phone is still going straight to voice mail and it is driving me nuts. Then I think about Vanessa, and the night that changed our lives completely. The night that she had twisted and made me the villain in. It hits me like a sucker punch: the night I found out about Vanessa. I still feel like I am in that hospital every time the thought comes to me. I was out with my some of my investors when the call came in, my Phone buzzed at 1:12 AM. Unknown number. I almost didn’t answer, almost let it ring into the dark while I tried to forget the fight we’d had three days before. “Is this Luca ?” the voice said,it was the way that the voice soun
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Vanessa I heard his car before I saw him. Gravel crunching beneath tires the way it always does out here, but faster this time, urgent, angry. I didn’t even have to look out the window to know it was Luca. I felt it. Like a tremor in the air before the sky splits open.I stood at the counter, glass of wine untouched in my hand, watching the sun sink behind the trees. The country house had always been quiet, but today, it felt like the calm before a storm. And I guess, in a way, I knew it was coming. Maybe I even wanted it to.When the door slammed open, I didn’t flinch. I just turned, because I wanted to see his face. I wanted to know what the truth looked like written in his eyes. Fury, yes but beneath that? Hurt. Confusion. Betrayal. I’d prepared myself for all of it. At least, I thought I had.“You’ve seen her,” I said. My voice was steady, but my stomach flipped.“You lied,” he snapped, every syllable sharp and cutting. “You told her I had a daughter. Our daughter.”I opened my m
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Luca. I hated leaving the house, leaving her still mad at me, especially in her state. She said I was hoovering a lot but that's because I wanted to make sure she was okay, the baby too. I knew telling her the truth would solve all this, but I had to talk to the source first. The tires chewed up the miles, but the road didn’t move fast enough for the storm inside me. I could feel my fingers clenching the steering wheel too tight, the leather groaning beneath my grip. I should have stayed. I wanted to stay. Lila had looked at me like I was a stranger, like everything between us was a lie. And maybe, in her mind, it was. If she believed I would keep something as important as a daughter hidden. But it wasn’t me who lied. It was Vanessa. And now, finally, I was going to face her.I replayed the last hour on a loop, like a film I couldn’t stop watching. Lila's voice cracking, her eyes sharp with betrayal. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a daughter with her?” Her words hit me like a
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Luca. I had expected a lot of things from Vanessa but never did I expect this. Her using our daughter to get my attention, well she finally had it. And I had to see her. I had stayed with the woman long enough to know her patterns, I will never take away from her the fact that she loved Daisy, but I also knew she would do anything to get what she wants, and nothing was off limits when it came to her. But that's not really what I was mad about the most, it was the story she came up with and fed Lila. What kind of sick games was she playing this time? I did not sleep at all, I tossed and turned all night waiting for the morning to come so I can go set her straight. Which is why I was up before sunrise. The house was quiet. Still. Maria usually came at around seven and I woke up at almost six in the morning. But I enjoyed the peace and quiet, gave me some time to think things through and come up with my next move. I made coffee just to keep my hands busy. The smell filled the kit
