Author P.O.V.Meanwhile, in an empty W hotel suite......................................."Dad and Uncles Ali, Omar, Ibrahim, Hasan, Muhammad and Khalid, I want to apologize for having you see me in that situation. I never wanted any of you to know about that part of my life." voiced Amir in a somber tone."I have never been so ashamed of anyone in my life. How could you disgrace me and your mother like this?" yelled his father Youseef, in a seriously unforgiving and disapproving tone."Father, it's who I am. I like men and women. I am bisexual. I am not ashamed of it. Please accept me. I am still your son and I still love this family." pleaded Amir."What is bisexual?" asked his Uncle Omar, frowning."A damn excuse!" stated his Uncle Ali, with a grim expression in a very matter-of-fact tone."No such thing! You are either one or the other." voiced his Uncle Ibrahim, as his hard, stony eyes dared Amir to challenge his words."No such creature!" growled his Uncle Muhammad with a stern
Tiffany P.O.V.I felt lips pressing against mine as I moaned. They were kissing me so passionately and his hands pulled me into him. He started ripping my clothes off, opening my eyes to Jared, who was leaning over me. His lips pressed against mine. His lips moved down, slowly kissing my neck and I tilted my head back to give him more access.Jared trailed kisses down and across my collarbone and then to my breasts, gently sucking my **** into his mouth. My moans are getting louder. He bit my **** by tugging on them and I pushed my breasts up towards his mouth. I couldn't help but beg him to suck more on them. It feels so amazing, I could stay here with him forever, with him seducing me.Jared's hands slowly began pulling my panties down. My hands, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off as I stared at his perfect abs there were covered with beautiful tattoos. The urge to take his **** into my mouth was so strong.I wanted him. I wanted to taste his body.Laying here naked and entwin
Ivanka P.O.V.Michael's bisexual cousin, Emily, is currently dating Amanda Michelle Lambert, a Licensed Professional Counselor (LPC). She does individual counseling, couples/ marriage counseling as well as family counseling. Her specialties are self-esteem, trauma, PTSD, grief loss, career, depression, coping skills, anger, behavioral issues, life transitions, women's issues, domestic abuse, infidelity, anxiety, stress, divorce /breakups.She was able to fit us in rather quickly for two Zoom therapy sessions before we left to attend the funeral. My mother, Mary Harris and my sister Tiffany, spent both sessions trying to find out where I was currently working and living. I refuse to provide them with any information. I repeatedly kept the conversation focused on why they had mistreated me all my life and if they were going to apologize to me at any point in the call. They ignored me. Luckily, the therapist was on my side and kept redirecting them to discuss the issues for true healing.
Author P.O.V.A few hours later at Michael Ambruso's house"Thanks for agreeing to allow me to come to your home. I just needed to make sure that Ivanka was okay. This is my Uncle Muhammed and my Uncle Omar. I know you remember them, Ivanka." conveyed Claire as they walked into Michael's home."No problem. I know how important you and your family are to Ivanka. Come in and take a seat. I had my staff prepare some hors d'oeuvres, and would you like anything to drink?" voiced Michael as she watched Claire and Ivanka hug each other as everyone went into his living room. Uncle Muhammed and Uncle Omar greeted everyone and took a seat on his oversized sectional sofa.Afterward, Michael quickly wrapped his arms around Ivanka and kissed her passionately. Then, he escorted her to his personal chair and had her sit on his lap as she blushed and giggled like a school girl."Wait! Wait! What did I miss? You two... You.... Two are a couple, now?" uttered Claire in shock as she sat in a nearby loves
Author P.O.V.A few minutes earlier.......... "What the fuck?""I think I’m going to be sick. What did we just walk into here?""What the fuck is that smell?""What the fuck?""So he is fruity and that explains a helluva lot. Go clean up and come out and speak with us. ""What the fuck? This is going to break your mother's heart. I hope you are happy.""He is not even the damn doer. I can’t handle this.""I’m going to be physically ill."Claire and two uncles vomited all over the hotel floor due to the sight and the smell. Meanwhile, the other five uncles stood fuming at the sight and blocking the one exit out of the bedroom."Get out so we can get dressed!" demanded Elliott, pulling himself out of Amir and quickly grabbing a pillow to cover himself. As Amir remained frozen in a doggy -style position with shit all over his back side and, between his legs, praying to be anywhere but here at that moment."Wait! What the fuck, did you two do to my friend last night? I swear if you two h
Ivanka P.O.V.Next, I took a deep breath, grabbed my dirty clothes to put in his washer and dryer as well as my clutch and cellphone. Then, I walked out of his bedroom and down the stairs, following the smell of his delicious food and the sound of Enrique Iglesias singing his famous love song,"Cuando me enamoro." Michael seemed to be happily singing along until he saw me and stopped bashfully."Good morning, Michael. The food smells amazing. I hope it tastes good, too!" I said in a teasing tone."It does just not as good as you." he replied with a smirk on his handsome face. I could not help but look away and blush."That's cute. You are still blushing at words. I would have thought you would be less shy and bashful after our very adventurous night. Why do you have your clothes in your hands?" he probed shirtless with only gray sweatpants on and slides on his feet. His gray sweatpants were hugging his lower abs, his dick print and his ass nicely. Mary Lou could not help but get excite