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Arian Mr Cruz is oddly quiet. He's been that way since he got back from work earlier today and even Kareena noticed that all is not well with her father. I watch him as he plays with his food, a thoughtful expression on his face and I wonder just what is running through his mind at the moment. "Have you finished working on your speech, daddy?" Kary taps him gently to get his attention. "I'm not going to give a speech anymore." He replies. "Your aunt will do it." "Are you okay daddy?" She looks concerned. "Did you get into a fight with anyone?" "No. I'm fine sweetheart. I just have a lot on my mind." He smiles to reassure her. "It's a lot if you can't even eat your food." She says. "I'm a good listener too." "Let me process my thoughts and I'll let you in on them." He says. "Do you promise?" She lifts her pinky. He looks down at her pinky with uncertainty and it is the first time I've seen him hesitate to make a promise to her. It's probably something he didn't want her to kno
Gabriel Three days later "Daddy, come on or we're going to be late!" Kary calls out to me from downstairs. "Just give me a minute!" I call back, chuckling. She's so damn excited about the inter house sports competition today and wanted us to leave as early as five am this morning but Arian was able to calm her down enough to get her to eat breakfast then she was back at it again. "Sixty... Fifty nine... Fifty eight..." She starts counting and I burst out laughing. "Let your father be, Kary. It's still very early." Arian says. "Six thirty am." "I don't want us to get there late." She whines. "We won't." Arian assures her. In Spite of everything my parents and Gabi said about Arian, I'm very happy that she's here in my house taking care of my daughter. It's because of her that I'm not stressed out about how to take care of Kareena, given my hectic schedule at work but now that we've gotten the launch out of the way and it was a smashing success... It's a lesser workload for
Arian They say you don't value what you have until you lose it. That is very true. Watching Mr Cruz dancing with his daughter to the song blaring from the speakers in the living room makes me imagine what my life would have been like if my adoptive parents had let me marry someone that I loved. If they'd not forced me to marry Rafael. Threatened to kill me if I ever thought of running away again - Rafael had told them about my escape that first time and they'd come to pay me a visit. I'd begged them to take me away from there and I was naive enough to think that they cared about me but I soon realized that they never cared when Fernando grabbed me by my hair and threatened to cut me from limb to limb if I ever put their lives in danger by running away. That was the day I knew that I was truly alone in this world. Seeing Mr Cruz now, grinning down at his daughter with his love for her shining in his eyes... I'm suddenly very pissed off that his wife doesn't care about him or her
Gabriel I'm playing a game with myself that I know I'm not going to win. I'm starting to care more about Arian than is necessary and I don't think it'll end well for me but right now, sharing her bed with her head resting on my chest and my arm wrapped around her protectively, I don't care about the consequences. Mom and I had that talk - the one she'd told me about yesterday. I'd not liked it one bit. She wants me to get rid of Arian and employ someone else because she believes that Arian seems like an unstable woman. I told her Arian is just suffering from some traumatic events she'd witnessed in her life but she refused to listen to me and I felt like I'd heard more than enough from her and to avoid our argument from escalating, I said my goodbyes and left the hospital. Kary loves Arian, scars and all and I know Arian loves her just as much. She does everything and beyond what a nanny should do and her presence here has made Lucille's absence go unnoticed which is what I've
Gabriel Two weeks later Today marks the second month since I sent Lucille to Bali. She's not called or texted since I told her not to and it's been wonderful. Kareena seems happier and I am equally as happy to be away from her as well and it's all thanks to Arian.Our sleeping arrangements have changed all thanks to her recurrent nightmares that sometimes, even scares me which makes me wonder just how fucked up her husband had been that he'd reduced such a lovely woman to nothing more than a quivering mess. I got home late from work and I figured that she'd be asleep so I went upstairs to my room to take a shower, changed into my night wear and headed downstairs to my home office to finish up the work I brought home.I was so immersed in the document I am reading on my laptop that I didn't hear the sound of glass breaking until Theresa barged into my office and called my attention to it. The noise had come from Arian's room so I ran down the hallway to her room and met her throwing
Arian I don't know what to make of Mr Cruz's - Gabriel's proposal but I have to admit that it is very tempting. I know he's more than capable of making me experience a mind blowing orgasm but I still have some dignity left and I won't subject myself to being his mistress. He's the type of man you sleep with just once and you get addicted to him real fast, you come back for seconds and thirds - and forever. I place a shaky hand to my lips, still feeling the tingling sensation of his mouth on mine and I almost give in to him. "Having second thoughts?" He asks. "Yes. It's really tempting but I can't." I reply. "Can't or don't want to?" He arches a skeptical brow. "Both." I say. "Also... you're a married man. I'd be committing adultery." "Hmm." He hums, settling back on the bed and wraps one arm around his pillow. He stares at me from under his long eyelashes for an intense minute, making me squirm. "What?" I snap. "It's your call." His shoulder lifts in a half shrug. I narrow my
Gabriel It's crazy how my mind plays tricks on me every time I kiss Arian as we make love - makes me think back to the kiss I stole from my Kareena just before she disappeared from my life without a trace years ago. It makes me think that I'm kissing my Kareena but I just don't know it and it's seriously fucking with my head. I want to pound into her, lose control and go all caveman on her ass but I don't want to scare her into ending this. I can't end this - I don't want to end this, not when it's this good. Apart from the unfortunate incident with Lucille that I don't count as anything - Arian is my first. And if I never find Kareena, I'd like to spend the rest of my life with Arian if she'd have me. "Yes, Gabriel." She moans. "Harder. I want it harder. Make me crazy. Make me forget him. Make me yours." I know she's in the throes of passion and doesn't care about whatever comes out of her mouth as long as she comes but I don't care either and I show her that. "You want it h
Gabriel Have you ever had a best friend who knew you better than he knew himself? Who could detect, just by looking at your face, when you're lying or telling the truth? Who knew exactly what you've been up to, without you telling him? Well, you're in luck if you don't have such a friend. Simon and I have been friends since we were in diapers. We did everything together, went to the same elementary school, primary school and then after I returned from Italy with my parents at the age of sixteen, graduated from the same high school. As if that was not enough, we went to the same university but studied different courses. I went for business administration and he went for architecture. We're not blood brothers but you'd never know if you saw us together. It infuriates me sometimes that he can read me so well while he's a closed book and getting information from him that doesn't pertain to work is worse than pulling teeth. I am yet to say a word and he already knows why I called hi