The air gushed through the windows, the curtains dancing and celebrating the beautiful moment. The dim light of the full moon entered the room, enlightening the smooth milky skin of two humans who shared the depths of the ocean, drinking the wine of love slowly and lustfully. The heavy breathing, thumping heart against the ribcage felt like a piece of music playing in the background, becoming rapid every other second. It was a beautiful moment that she awaited for ages.
Lilian bit her lower lip between her teeth, trying to calm her stupid heart going crazy at the moment. Her eyes stared deep into his, the amber collarette of his blue-coloured iris enchanting her from the first time she saw him. This man above her was just so fine. Every single detail of him felt remarkable like one in a million carvings. His sharp nose, silky and slightly long hair, the smooth skin which even an angel would envy, that sexy mole just on his lower lip and finally his ocean-deep eyes... Maybe God had spent ages making this beautiful sculpture.
Lying under him on the giant king-sized bed in his bedroom, Lilian gripped the sheets tightly as she watched him lower down to approximate the remaining distance between them. He stroked her cheek gently like a feather, his attention on those rosy-tinted lips as he lowered more, their lips touching each other. She closed her eyes, her heart beating with an inhuman speed and her chest heaved up and down with deep respirations. His lips were so soft and this man over here smelt terrific. Was she this impatient?
Richard Tucker, her husband was finally giving her the love she was yearning for, reciprocating the love once she thought was one-sided. She had craved him enough.
His cold attitude, rude remarks and rigid personality! She didn't know why she would love this guy so much. She tried to keep her heart in the cage but she couldn't. The pigeon just flew high in the air. She often felt afraid of how hard she would fall one day after his rejection but that was all the past, now he was there, sharing the warmth she wanted.
Lilian pushed her head up a little, pressing her lips against his, wanting to let him know that he had her consent.
"Nia…" He breathed out as he kissed her but the lass felt an incredible chill inside her body. The heart which was screaming so loud a moment ago turned so silent to be worried. Her breath hitched and she opened her eyes. Her pigeon had fallen so hard.
He opened his eyes, realizing that she was not responding to his kiss at all. He saw her eyes, a thin layer of tears coated on her sclera. Her eyes... It spoke everything.
"Lilian... I... I can explain!" He shamelessly said, not apprehending the graveness of the matter. He had called some other woman's name in the peak moments, wishing he would know how that thing hurts.
Lilian gulped her thick saliva, pushing her husband off her with all her might. She gathered herself, getting up from her bed but...
He held her back, gripping her wrist, "Lilian, wait, let me explain!"
She clenched her hands into a fist, turning to look at him with tears falling down her cheek, "It's enough now. I can't bear this anymore. I really can't. Everything between us which never even existed ends now, here at this moment Richard Tucker!"
She flicked her hand from his grip, running barefoot out of his room. He followed her back, calling her name but she didn't care. The burrowing feeling inside her heart was starting to suffocate her. She just ran towards her room, almost stumbling upon her own feet.
Slamming the door in her husband's face, Lilian was too hurt to say or even see his face. She denied his presence or his voice to reach her ears as she locked herself in the bathroom. Sitting under the shower, she let cold water slap her numb body.
All this time, she saw her husband's little gestures changing. Richard didn't leave her on hold, he wasn't that rude, he even gave her the meds when she was sick last week. But you were an idiot Lilian! Such small things didn't mean that he had started liking you. This man never cared for you and he never would.
But still!
Why would he be so heartless? Why did he even give her hope? Why would he play with her poor heart?
God, that hurts a lot. She had been so foolish, literally a big fool. She shouldn't have opened the cage of her heart. No, wait! She shouldn't have fallen for him in the first place.
Lilian cried hysterically with the embracement of the cold water, wishing for a lot of things if they didn't happen. She had loved the wrong man at the wrong times, how was she supposed to go back now? She was married to this heartless man who was trying to show his soft side, giving her false hope but wait, that softness, that love and care in his eyes wasn't for her in the first place. It belonged to some other woman, it belonged to Nia.
Two years had passed since their wedding. She was bound by her parent's words while he had his obligations but one thing for sure, it wasn't a marriage out of love.
After their marriage, Lilian started falling for him even if she knew that she wasn't supposed to. There were some forbidden lines she was crossing, but still, her silly heart skipped a beat. The young innocent and naive woman had started experiencing the softness of the petals, forgetting the thorns pointed at her directly. But somewhere she always hoped that he would reciprocate her magical feelings but in the middle of the chaos, she had forgotten the most important thing.
Richard Tucker, the CEO of the multi-billion company, her lawfully wedded husband was married to the love of his life before she came into his life. She had somewhere forgotten the fact that she was his second wife. That second which always comes after the first!
The newlywed bride was seated on the bed in the centre, all dressed up in the white fluffy princess gown waiting for her groom. The room was extravagant and exotic, the raven theme making it tempting enough to be stuck at the same point for several seconds. Her husband from a few hours back turned up to be excessively obsessed with black and now that she noticed, she had witnessed him in black almost all the juncture. Even his belongings had shades of black! What do we call that? Yes, black beauty! He was an undeclared black beauty.Lilian swayed her feet back and forth, scanning the chamber with her eyes like a street canine searching for food. This was going to be the place where she was going to stay for a long time, maybe her whole life. Who knows?"Why is he taking so much time? Is everything okay?" she wondered, tired of waiting for almost an hour now. Getting up from the bed, the 26-year-old walked towards the window. She brushed the soft silky curtains, her hands dangling wit
Lilian bit her lower lip between her teeth, her hands gripping the fabric of her gown while she was standing in front of the door. It was screaming at her to go away, advising her that it wasn't the wisest choice to be there. She thought a lot. Should she just leave her phone like that and save her life? It was a lot better than standing up against that rude and mean male. But again, she had to have it back sometime or other. Sighing, the young woman held up her hand, tapping the wooden door two times lightly. She was alarmed to apply more pressure, presuming that the human being behind this timber was quite temperamental. The clock's big needle passed one more digit but she was still standing there, debating with herself if she should knock again. With courage, she tapped again and squeezed her hands into each other, the anxiety eating her flesh bit by bit. "One last time!" The words conversed inside her mind as her hand lifted again, her knuckles approximating the premium material
Lilian opened the door. An unfamiliar maid was standing there with an impatient look on her face as she quickly bowed to her madam and addressed the issue. "Madam, the young master is crying so much. Can you please come and try to calm him down?" she said. Revived from the land of fantasies, the young woman just nodded and enacted her way past the maid as she strode towards the anticipated room. The sound of crying Aiden filled the hallway. Lilian felt irresponsible for sleeping despite this chaos. This had never happened in the hospital when she was working there as a nurse though. Was she that much weary? Not more than a few steps far and she noticed a few maids already standing in the doorway. "Excuse me!", she exclaimed and made her way through the populace, her eyes catching the wailing tot of a 2-month-old in the arms of the aged woman. She was the same old lady she had encountered previously, maybe the appointed nursemaid. She was trying to feed the infant against his will
It was a beautiful morning. The sun had just shown his face to the world, asking people to leave their lazy beds and snap off their sweet tooth dreams to face reality. Some were still behind the curtains, not wanting to let the sun's rays pass across their window and disturb one of the most precious moments. Feeling rejected, the sunrays travelled back to their origin and kissed the lonely sky to open its spectrum of beautiful colours. The crimson sky was now looking like an artwork on a canvas to be sold for millions of dollars. The different shades of colour will perhaps give you a complex mixture of nature's beauty, hypnotizing you at the gigantic depth it held in the wide field of its magical craft of blending colours.Across the east of an exquisite mansion, a young lady was sitting on the balcony with an infant on her lap to appreciate the playfulness of the sun and the sky. The baby in her embrace was wrapped in a warm piece of feathery clothing while he rested his back on the
Lilian watched her mother-in-law showering Aiden with lots of kisses, cooing and squishing him. She talked to him in some code language and their eyes communicated for some secrets. It was a delightful bond to see and the little guy seemed quite fond of his grandma. While the little one sucked on his scrumptious meal, his eyes watched the diamond sparkling thing around the neck of the elderly lady. It was very captivating to his new soul who still had to discover this petty world."He looks much calmer now. The last time I recall, he wouldn't stop crying no matter what we did," Helena Tucker stated as she smiled with wrinkles forming around her eyes.Dressed up in straight brown pants and a white shirt, she was looking fresh and elegant. She had minimum premium accessories despite the huge stock loading in her bank account and her face was still glowing despite her growing age. Lilian's womanly instincts wondered about the beauty products resulting in this magic. Her mother-in-law was
Lilian looked at herself in the mirror. With the white knee-length apparel she wore with her black hair falling off her shoulders, she wondered if she looked presentable to go out with the future heir of Tuckers. A simple and sober look she preferred felt inferior after seeing the gigantic fashionable people at her wedding. The prestigious Tucker clan had high status and it was her responsibility to maintain herself properly as she was now a member of this house. She didn't want people to point at her as a disgraceful daughter-in-law of a multi-billionaire established family. In the large field of roses, a small jasmine felt hard to fit in but it was still trying. "Does Mama look okay, baby?" Lilian asked the 3-month-old lying on the comfy mattress of her bed as she was done getting ready. The baby was dressed in a black romper which had a white lily flower in the right corner at the level of his chest. Somehow the colour suited him as much as his father and the little guy looked fa
Lilian followed Richard as he entered the pediatric clinic room. Aiden was still relishing being with his father, not leaving the comfy embrace he was cited. The naughty baby teased her about how he could take all the attention of the man she dreamed of without much effort when she was a helpless hard worker aiming for a no signboard. She had walked behind that handsome fella, everybody gaped at but he refused to even skim at her for a mere couple of seconds, dissolving all her yearnings she held unconsciously. She was stupidly wishful to harbour him to check on her if she was still accompanying him and not lost somewhere in a magical way. But to be awakened, he never even once looked back. It was a quick realization of the certitude, Lilian didn't know she craved his attention this densely. Was it just a crush or something more than that? She was puzzled, her brain becoming retarded every time she tried to sort her way out.The hospital procedures were so simple. Richard had filled o
Lilian's finger caressed the baby's soft skin, sleeping peacefully in her lap with his hands curled in a tight fist. Her hands held the human of a few kilograms to safeguard him from each bump the car felt. The wailing that left a scar in her heart still scared her, and she didn't want to intrude on the endearing sleep he attained after lots of drudgery. Her baby adopted a porcelain colour in contrast to his usual warm ivory pale skin, and she still had the dried stains of tears on her cheeks, a flimsy heart attack she suffered when she saw her infant in ache. Is being a mother arduous, or was she having a tough time because she wasn't the biological mother? This baby in her arms was precious; she had promised to devote herself to this tiny soul without a mother. She didn't want him to grow up without a mother and be in despair, where he would sob over for not having a mother. 'Mommy loves you a lot baby.' She said in a subtle whisper and leaned in to kiss his forehead while patting