And as I came out of the car, I felt a rush of nostalgia. I have been away from this mansion for so long, and it feels good to be back. A lot has changed since I was away, as I stood there admiring the whole surroundings.Mr. Jone approaches me. He appeared to be in his sixties; he stood tall and straight, his face lined with age but still handsome in his own way. His hair was thick and salt-and-pepper gray, with a few strands of white at the temples. His eyes were a deep blue, and he had a strong jawline that was only softened by the hint of a smile on his lips. His clothes were neat and well-tailored, a sign of someone who took pride in his appearance.“Miss Jas, you can handle me over your luggage and follow me to your new apartment."He said this as he took my luggage from me. He was broad-shouldered, with a kind face that seemed to hold the weight of many years.He led me to a small building that I had never seen before.It was separate from the main mansion, nestled in the woods
my silk nightgown.I kept glancing at the clock, impatient for nightfall.I had missed him so much that I felt lonely in this big house. I needed him so badly. Finally, the sun began to set, and the room was bathed in soft shadows. I took a deep breath and turned off the lights, letting the darkness envelop me. I felt a surge of excitement as I waited for the knock on the door. I couldn’t wait to see him. The minutes seemed to drag on forever as I waited for his knock, because right now I can feel all of him around me. I tried to distract myself, looking out the window at the stars that were starting to appear in the darkening sky. I flung myself into the bed as I closed my window.While lying on my bed, the window banged open, rattling the curtains. Filling the room with cold air, I stood up from my bed, seeing how the window banged open. I guess I didn’t close the window well. The curtains were swaying peacefully, and the hourglass was seeping down lazily as it was supposed. I went
nest’s PovWe kissed for a long time, and I carried her slowly to the bed.I started kissing her every part of her body.She makes this sound that got me high.Kissing her all over her body and trying to enter inside her was what I ever wanted.“Tonight, I’m going to be proud of you,“ she whispered softly to me, making me feel butterflies growling in my stomach.She stood up and took off her sexy gown. I was in awe of her nakedness.Her breasts were this perfect. Little Raisin begged me to suck them, and her stature was breath-taking. I’m glad I found a perfect woman; she is just perfect for me. To have her swarm around my world—that was all I ever wanted.“I’m so obsessed with you." I gave her a seductive gaze and stood up from the bed. She giggled softly and took a measured step closer to me."Today, I want to be proud of you. I'm interested in going deep with you, my darling, and being the woman you always carry in both hands,“ she said as she got her hand on my top and slowly r
I woke up in the morning, the sun bathing my eyes. I was so excited to see her sleeping peacefully close to me. As I gazed at her sleeping face, I couldn't help but feel a swell of affection and contentment. The soft light of the morning sun danced across her features, and I took in every detail - the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, the way her hair fanned out across the pillow. I felt my world is in her after last night; she already made it clear to me she is mine and mine alone, and I didn't want to wake her. I lay there, basking in the glow of the morning sun, and savoring this moment of perfect stillness.Then, I felt a gentle nudge against my arm. She was stirring, and her eyes slowly fluttered open."Good morning," I whispered, and she smiled at me, her face still sleepy and relaxed. "Good morning," she replied, and snuggled a little closer to me. "Did you sleep well?" I asked. "Like a baby," she said, and yawned. I couldn't help but laugh. We lay there for
As the morning sun continued to filter through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room, I held her in my arms, feeling a mixture of love and uncertainty swirling within me. Despite the tender moments we shared, the weight of my impending arranged marriage to Clara loomed over us like a dark cloud.I couldn't bear the thought of hurting her, of betraying the trust she had placed in me. Yet, the pressure from my family to uphold the tradition was relentless. How could I break free from the chains of expectation and follow my heart?Lost in my thoughts, I felt her fingers gently tracing circles on my chest. Looking down at her, I saw the love and trust reflected in her eyes, and it filled me with both warmth and guilt. How could I keep her in the dark about my predicament? Was it fair to ask her to wait for me, knowing that our future together was uncertain?"Are you okay?" she asked softly, her voice breaking through the silence.I forced a smile, masking the turmoil raging in
As I approached him for a warm hug, his glum expression halted me in my tracks. "How are the wedding arrangements with you and Clara coming along, son?" he inquired, his eyes brimming with anticipation and warmth, eager for a reassuring update.Caught between the weight of his expectations and the truth I couldn't reveal, I found myself at a loss. "Clara will be joining us this weekend for some wedding preparations," I replied, deflecting the underlying issue, hoping to spare him from the discomfort of my own conflicted emotions.His hopeful gaze lingered, searching for reassurance in my words. "It's wonderful that Clara is so involved," he remarked, his tone tinged with a hint of satisfaction. Deep down, I knew the charade couldn't last forever, but for now, I maintained the facade, shielding him from the turmoil within.With a heavy heart, I resolved to confront the truth in due time, knowing that honesty would eventually prevail over the facade I had crafted. Until then, I remained
Jasmine's PovI haven't seen Drake around since this morning, and he hasn't shown up to work. I got a beep from my phone. I looked at my screen and saw that it was Drake who texted. "I'm sorry, I wouldn't report to work today. I had an emergency, My mom was taking to the hospital this morning." Poor Drake I sighed heavily.Before I could fully process it, a knock interrupted my thoughts. My heart raced as I opened the door to find Beatrice standing there, panting heavily, a knife gripped tightly in her hand."You stole Earnest from me, Jas," she accused, her voice quivering with rage.I froze, my mind racing to understand her accusation. Before I could respond, Beatrice's eyes bore into mine, filled with anger and betrayal. With a trembling hand, she took a step closer, the knife glinting ominously in the dim light.“I have done all I could to see that he didn't see you again. I was wrong about pushing you far away. Here you are feeling like her royal majesty,” she spat into the air
With my eye shut still in the hospital I can hear Earnest voice whispering to me " baby don't leave me please come back to us " Immediately my eyes open but my head was spinning me so badly bandages were round my chest and arm where Beatrice stab me I slowly open my eyes, the faint glow of the hospital room's lights filters through my eyelids. Earnest's voice, filled with desperation and love, echoes in my ear, pulling me back from the brink. The room spins as I try to make sense of my surroundings, and the sharp pain in my chest and arm made me rememberI struggle to focus, but gradually the scene comes into view: sterile white walls, the rhythmic beeping of monitors, and the soft hum of medical equipment. Earnest is by my side, his eyes filled with worry and relief as he watches me awaken I was happy to see him but then my head was spinning me badly I can't remember how I got here but still remember I was stabWith effort, I manage to croak out a response, my voice barely above a w