At six o'clock sharp in the morning...
Beep!
Beep!
Beep!
Izzabelle who was held tightly by a pair of strong tattooed muscular arms couldn't get herself to move an inch. She wants to stretch out her numb body to reach out for her mobile phone which was vibrating continously near on her bedside lamp.
She wiggled her body slightly but the strong arms which was holding her body tightened even more. She was utterly perplexed. She tilted her head towards her man's side and took a good and careful look at his whole handsome face.
The man's eyes were
AFTER 5 years... “Daddy..! Daddy..!” Ethan was startled while cooking breakfast in their kitchen. His pancake miserably flew on the wrong side of the pan causing a lot of mess! He glanced at his 4-year-old son who appeared breathing heavily from nowhere and arched his brow in confusion. “Jesus! Why are you screaming in such an early morning, huh?” the startled father asked gently. “Your Mommy was tired last night, lower your voice down...” he coaxed and ruffled the young boy’s massive hair. Izza and Ethan we're gifted with identical twin boys. They named them Ezekiel Scott and Ezriel Scott. When Izza’s due date arri
“I didn't know that you would develop excellently like this...” Guilla praised and patted Izza’s shoulder lightly. “You did a good job at facing your fear in your dreams...” she added with such intense admiration for her apprentice. “I've learned from the best...” Izza mumbled proudly. “Thank you for coming, Master...” she bowed her head slightly showing her utmost respect towards the woman. “Hmm...” Guilla hummed in response. “Congratulations!” she added and snapped her fingers thrice in a row. SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! “Izza...” A gentle tap on her arm br
“I am...” The man admitted calmly. “And you have something that belongs to me!” he added with his voice rising in full intensity. “Oh..?” Izza shifted on her seat comfortably and leaned in the soft cushioned chair lazily. “What is it?” she asked curiously. “You had the mark that should belong to me...” Archibald Shadow stood up from his seat and slowly took his steps towards her. “And you know well how to transfer it on me, isn't it?” he mumbled in her ears as he surrounded her slowly. “Hmmm...” Izza closed her eyes and contemplated. “I smelt something...” she muttered in a soft moan. ‘Rotten!’ her mind added in disgust. “Hmm...” Archibald moved an inch closer to her ears and slowly
The day before the wedding, the Shadow Council Leaders from each headquarters appeared on The couple's beach house simultaneously. Jack, Jhon, Sam, Troy, Tris, and Rod were also there together with them. Izza was astonished upon seeing a dozen of her Shadow Council leaders entering into their foyer. “Why the hell are you all here, huh?” she asked in bewilderment. She immediately sprang up from her seat and was about to take a step forward but Ethan was fast to hold her wrist restraining her from standing up. The Shadow Council Leaders went all speechless. They couldn't come up with a sudden excuse as Ethan told them to keep their lips sealed and keep their mouth shut. He had said that he would be the one to take responsibility for their lady boss’s wr
Ethan promptly strode out from their bedroom and headed straight to the kitchen but not after taking his phone from the nightstand. He positioned himself at the corner where he could catch a glimpse of his woman just in case she would hear him calling out for some rescue to learn how to make a tricky pancake. It was too embarrassing for him if his woman happened to discover it. He dialed his father's mobile number speedily and aligned it to his ears. The line went through and was taken immediately. “Son...” Daniel, his father groaned at the other end of the line. “Why are you up this early, huh?” he asked sounding annoyed. “Morning dad...” Ethan greeted politely. “Where’s mom?” he asked.
Izza’s voluptuous body appeared like a spear made of fire shooting down on his every nerve causing them to lit up and burn his body. His blood extremely boils and his manhood started to stir up. He went stiff. His eyes slowly diluted as he stared at his woman's body intently. His hunger to possess her was evident in his sharp eyes. He was tempted to caress his favorite firm buns as well as his favorite glistening spot. If not for the sake of his kid, he wouldn't have to hesitate to make love to his woman over and over just like before until he felt satisfied. But now, he had to restrain himself from doing so until he found someone who could teach him how to aid his stiffness without harming the baby inside her. Who could help him? Ethan began to shake his head in frustration. Shall he begin to read some books for that?