After a few minutes of contemplation, Jonathan gathered the guts to knock on the door. Not wanting to get scratched again, he patiently waited for an answer.
"Come in." A silvery feminine voice beckoned. He opened the door to find Alexandra sitting on the chair facing the vanity mirror. Busy blow-drying her damp hair. Earlier, her scalp itched from sweat so she took time washing her hair.
Her feline gaze momentarily shifted in his direction as he came closer.
"Need help?" He asked, holding her slender shoulders.
"Sure." She shrugged and gave him to the hairdryer. Jonathan dipped his long fingers into her scalp, in a smooth stroke. Untangling the midnight black locks, his eyes face a well-disposed expression with a touch of amusement.
Alexandra briefly closed her eyes, accepting the relaxation that came with the massage. He stared back at the vanity mirror, seeing her nod off. This ferocious woman turned peac
Milan, Italy Jordan stirred and groaned as the phone kept buzzing for attention. She cast a droopy glance at the wall clock. It's 3 AM! Who the fuck would want to call her at this hour!? Jordan tilted to the beautiful naked woman sleeping soundly next to her. Detaching the feminine hand that groped her breast, she veered her legs onto the floor. She reached the floor, grabbing the bathrobe and wrapped it around her naked body. "Bro it's like 3 AM! why are you up this late?" Jordan chided in a hoarse voice. She stood on the topmost floor of the presidential suite of the largest hotel in Milan. From this point, the entire city fitted in one frame. "I am a father now." Halton slurred, sniffing aloud. "Jesus! You really are drunk!" Jordan groaned, she had fallen asleep less than an hour ago. The tempting bed beckoned her to lay on them and slip into la-la land. She was requested for a so-called important meeti
The next morning, Alexandra had woken up at the brink of dawn. Her vision greeted the sleeping man on the antique sofa, facing the ceiling with his arm resting on his steadily heaving chest. She threw the blanket off her body, a cold gust spread over, goosebumps broke out on her sensitive skin.She shifted to the wide-open Balcony door, another gust of wind invaded through the open space.Still, in her pyjamas, she walked up to follow the fresh air. Dusky Indigo sky above her veiled the light, but not completely. It was enough for her sharp eyes to scan the vast property.Her hot breath tangled with the cold air, forming a white cloud. Since these past few nights, her sleep had improved, unplagued by nightmares and recurring bad memories. Is it because her appetite was back? Or is it because her body is at the recovering stage?She would occasionally forget to take her pills, even the ones for stopping nosebleeds. She must have eaten mor
Evan placed the breakfast on the table, now she had to wake Angela. She opened the pink door and smiled at her little Angel sleeping peacefully on the bed. Hugging her favorite Elsa plush toy. Evan patted the sleepy head. "Baby, wake up you have school today." Angela groaned, burying her head in the soft pillows. "I can go tomorrow." Evan chuckled and wrapped her arms around Angela's shoulders. "You can't skip school Baby princess." Evan chided playfully, sweeping Angela's messy hair off her face. Angela refused to open her eyes, stubbornly pretending to sleep. Evan crept her fingers up to her stomach, causing Anglea to release loud giggles. "Mama that tickles! Not fair!" Angela whined, wrapping her arms around Evan's neck. She planted a morning kiss on her mother's cheek. "Don't you want to meet your new friends?" Evan asked. "They can wait." Angela pouted and wrapped her tiny legs around Ev
"What is this bed doing here?" Jonathan asked, stupefied. They had their dinner at night after Jonathan came back. He entered the room to find a Full-Size bed next to her King-sized one. "Sleeping on the couch must be uncomfortable for you, so I told your men to bring another bed here." She said. The couch was too narrow to accommodate his large stature. So it would be wise for him to sleep on a bed. "Why don't you let me on your bed instead?" He asked with a cheeky smirk. "If you want to get stabbed in your sleep. Sure" She threatened with sadistic amusement. He braced his mouth together at that. If she wanted him to sleep on a bed, forcing him into the guest room would be a better idea. But instead, she permitted to share her room with him. Is she being concerned about him? "I want to hug you." He said, spreading his arms as he inched closer to her. "Stay back." She snarled, standing firm, ready for an attack.
"Why do you want Alexie anyway? You don't even love her!" Jordan gnashed her teeth, sharpening them to bite off Kyle's neck. Her Alexie deserved someone better than this asshole. Kyle snickered. "You are right. I don't love her," Kyle said. "Yet, I want her just for the thrill of it." Her father didn't care if she loved Kyle or the other way around. He wouldn't oppose if Alexandra decided to commit adultery. Alexandra wasn't the type of person to stay within the shackles of marriage. A loveless marriage at that. But Kyle wanted her, the satisfaction he would get to see her lose the battle. This will be a payback to all those insults she spat on him. To conquer that spitfire tongue of hers, bring her to his bed and show her place. Just the thought of her moaning under him made his blood fume with lust. "You're disgusting." Jordan spat, her stomach recoiled at Kyle's depravity along with the conc
"Stop being so hard on yourself." Jordan chided Alexandra, who mercilessly punched the daylight of the sandbag. Her knuckles turned purple, but she tenaciously kept going. "I need to get stronger!" Alexandra growled and the punches grew fierce. "Take a break already!" The sandbag was cut down to the ground by a fast-paced roundhouse kick. Kickboxing became a craze for Alexandra, and under Jordan's potent training, she mastered it in mere three months. Jordan applauded at the new milestone Alexandra reached. Alexandra's physique had changed drastically, developing muscles and even got taller by a few inches. Jordan handed the energy drink and grabbed Alexandra's butt, squishing them like stress balls. "Your ass got bigger." Jordan teased, earning an eye roll from Alexandra. "I know you like women, but keep those hands to yourself!" Alexandra snapped at her perverted best friend. "My bad." Jordan laugh
Jonathan arrived later than usual, after taking a shower he entered Alexandra's room.Lights were off except for the lava lamp illuminating on the nightstand. Alexandra lays soundless on the bed with her eyes peacefully closed. He smiled and sat next to her bed.He wondered how someone can look so gorgeous while sleeping, with her mouth partly opened. A little bit of drool sticking at the corner of her mouth. He wiped it off using his thumb. He was startled as she grabbed his wrist.Alexandra frowned and cast open her eyes."Were you asleep?" He asked.Clicking her tongue, she lets go of his hand. "No, I was practicing for my funeral."
It's was the day to rid all these plasters on her body, and Dr Sanders, the family doctor, did a great job removing them. Jonathan was a little sad he won't get to feed her anymore. He will miss that lovely feeling of pampering her. After taking a brief shower, Alexandra appeared wearing the bathrobe, busy drying her hair dribbling hair. Jonathan offered to dry it for her and she accepted it. Alexandra sat on the bed and he sat behind her. With gentle dabs, he dried her hair, being careful not to apply too much pressure, as if tending the dearest and delicate treasure in the world. Alexandra tried her hardest not to doze off, his touches calmed her overworked brain. "I heard your Vice President is resigning?" Jonathan asked, fiddling with her mild wet hair, inhaling the balmy smell of lavender. "Yes..." "Did you decide who the next VP will be?" The media made a big ruckus after the resign