By 6:30 am, my eyes were still open, I couldn’t sleep. Everything just kept tugging at my mind, feeding me thoughts I knew I shouldn’t be having.
Even if something was wrong, would Antonio tell me about it? I mean everything that I knew about him, people told me, and they always thought I knew about it, so I could believe there was some
I was still finding it hard to wrap my head around what Dan had said. To some extent, I could understand where this Samantha was coming from, but wanting to kill the child wasn’t it.“You know, finding you was hard,” Dan said.
“Dan, was his identity really fake?” I asked him, all traces of smile, gone from my face.“What?” He asked, shifting uncomfortably on his seat.
I hurried to my room to pack my stuff; it was stupid of me to start getting too comfortable anyway. I shoved all my belongings into my box and in no time, I was done.All of me still hoped Antonio was going to ask me to stay back, because I really didn’t want to leave, not while his mind wasn’t right. A part of me wanted to go back to the off
It had been two weeks, two weeks since Antonio and I broke up, and two weeks since I took up mother duty. Diego was a really good child, despite all the things he had been through with his mother, he kept smiling and living life like the happy kid he was.
I needed air, I couldn't breathe in there. It felt like someone closed all my respiratory organs, I couldn't breathe.I handed Diego over to Aliyah and walked out of the studio, gaining a little attention. Fuck!"Sewa!" The sound of Antonio's voice from behind me, stopped me, thankfully we were alrea
The sexual tension between Antonio was as high as Mount Everest. Even as we ditched the event to go home; he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He was touching and caressing every part of my body.“Fuck, I’ve missed you so much,” he whispered in my ear while rubbing my thighs.“I’ve missed you more,” I smiled. I leaned in and bit his lower lip, sucking gently on it.
Hi, this is the first chapter of the second book of Sinful. Enjoy.SEWA’s POVStepping out of the airplane, there was no mistake that I was back home. I didn't need to be told by any one; the soft wind that welcomed me, told me that much.I adjusted my small shoulder purse that had it's strap digging into my tits, dividing them and making each tit look bigger than they actually were. I hated it when that happens, but I was too excited to care.I was finally back home after five months. In those five months spent with my father, I had an exciting time; I'm pretty sure the FBI agent in charge of Antonio and I must've bathed in holy water each and every day and finally quit his job, because we did a lot of...Nevertheless, I was very excited to be back. I missed the people I love
I had woken up with the expected soreness between my legs, Hell, my nipples were sore and they hurt like a bitch. When I had woken up, Antonio wasn't in bed, he probably went to work. He claimed he missed me but couldn't stab work for me, that's crazy.I had also asked the housekeeper for Diego and she told me he had gone to school. I had no idea Diego had started school, but I was happy. I was glad that I didn't have to tell Antonio to put him in a school.It was a Saturday and I had nothing better to do, so I called Dan. We were to meet at some cafe somewhere. So I had a warm shower and got dressed in the coziest sweats I owned, carried my phone, some mone