"I just don't think it's a good idea," I replied, "I can provide you with money. You're my... mistress. If you need clothes or anything, just say it. I can get it for you. Name it.""If that's the case, why did you put me in that shabby cabin?" she fired back, her words hitting uncomfortably close to home.
FlorenceThe next morning, I found myself on the agenda of cooking, the ladle hovering above the pot as my thoughts wandered."Am I nuts?" I muttered to myself, setting the spoon down.Here I was, preparing food, getting excited about seeing Nicholas again, despite his clear words about putting me in this shabby house because he didn't want to see me.“It's just the mate bond”I mean, the rational part of me knew better than to invest emotions where they weren't reciprocated. Yet, there I was, inexplicably affected. I even stayed up late last night, unable to tear my gaze away from the picture I'd secretly taken of him.I knew I should feel anger, and resentment even, for the way he treated me at times, like I was nothing more than a stranger. I'd tell myself over and over that I should feel nothing, that his coldness should've turned my heart to ice. Logically, hating him would've made sense. But my heart? It was utterly clueless. I couldn't comprehend why I still felt something for
As we approached the field, the atmosphere seemed to shift. The landscape transformed into a picturesque sight—a vast expanse adorned with vibrant colors. The field itself was a breathtaking sight to behold. Rows upon rows of flowers swayed gently in the breeze, a mesmerizing display of colors—deep purples, vibrant yellows, and soft pinks—all harmoniously blending together. Benches were strategically placed around, inviting people to sit. At the front, a small stage stood proudly, hinting at the evening's entertainment. Tents dotted the area. Excitement danced in Sammy's eyes as she eagerly hopped out of the car, and I followed suit. She beamed, “Welcome to the Sunset Field!” I smiled at her, glancing around. As we walked further into the field, I noticed that quite a number of people had already settled in, finding their spots and waiting for the evening's performance. As we made our way deeper into the field, Sammy gently tugged my hand, “Let’s go at the front” guiding me towards
With my head full of thoughts, I accidentally bumped into someone. The middle-aged woman I collided with raised her voice. "Hey, watch where you're going! You should be more careful in a crowd like this!" she chastised sharply. "Sorry, I didn't mean to," I muttered weakly. I honestly have no energy. Feeling the weight of the crowd's stare, I hurried towards my car. But before I could reach it, someone's grasp tugged at my arm. If this continues, I swear, I might cry any minute now. I turned around to find Jake standing there, holding two ice creams in his hands. His casual attire and his trademark charming grin were in place. "Hey, I didn't expect to see you here," he remarked, looking genuinely surprised. I took a deep breath controlling my emotions, "Yeah, Sammy invited me," To my surprise, he handed me one of the ice creams. It was chocolate-flavored—my favorite. A flicker of surprise and a hint of warmth touched my heart at the unexpected gesture from Jake that mad
“What?! What nonsense is this again?” He snapped. I shrugged to hide the pain of his words, “What? Can't do that? If you badly want to kiss me…” I looked seriously into his eyes, “Leave Samantha, make me your Luna instead. That‘s my only rule out of the hundred you gave me” He didn't do anything except stare at me while I watched him heartbreakingly, knowing what he would choose. His jaw clenched as he took a deep breath, looking away from me. He ran his hands through his hair. “You really know how to play a game” he muttered, smirking annoyed. I force a smile to him, “Circumstances force me to” “Then so be it” he muttered and took a step towards me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside towards my bedroom. He only lets go of my hand when we are inside my bedroom. My heart was beating so fast. “I will do what you said. Now, take off your clothes” he ordered. I took a deep breath and unclenched my fist. That’s right. I plan to use him in the first place since he was
I pushed my thoughts aside and focused on the feeling of her clenching me. “Your cunt was greedy of me” I groaned at her ears hearing her gasp. My hand slid down her sides. The hot water poured off us. I groaned as I felt her arch her back. F*king hot. The thought made my cock twitch against her, my balls tingling as fresh cum for her boiled inside. My lips tasted her nape neck, biting her tender skin there as my hands slid around her front. I cupped her soft, full breasts, teasing her nipples as I moved my hips. My cock slid down on her tight entrance making her gasp before it slid away. I reached down and gripped my cock, sliding it back up and pushing the head against her pussy. “Ugh,” she panted hoarsely, whimpering as she pushed back into me. “So fucking greedy,” I groaned into her ear, nipping her earlobe as I teased her pussy with the thick head of my cock. “You just…feel good inside me” she gasped, turning her head towards me. “Do you know what those words
NicholasThe sight of my cluttered office overwhelms me. Papers are scattered across my desk, deadlines looming, and my sleep has taken a vacation for a couple of days. I was knee-deep in sorting out my company's chaos and dealing with other packs' issues. The lines etched on my forehead and the heaviness in my shoulders reveal the exhaustion I can't shake off.I rub my tired eyes and let out an occasional heavy sigh, the weight of my responsibilities taking a toll on me. As I sat buried under piles of work, the door to my office swung open, revealing Samantha's confident entrance, carrying her overly sweet scent. I glanced up, exhausted and confused, meeting her carefree gaze.Samantha strode in with purpose, her heels echoing against the floor. She paused, taking in the cluttered mess of my office, her eyes meeting mine."Samantha, what brings you here?" I asked, surprised.“Hey” she greeted cheerfully, placing a coffee on my desk, “I brought you coffee”“Thanks, Sam,”“You're alway
FlorenceWaking up, I felt this gaping void in me. It had been days since Nicholas and I had been together, and I'd been barely holding it together with work. Thank the stars it was Saturday now.I figured he wouldn't show up, like usual, but my heart was still clueless, still hurting like crazy."Good morning to me," I grumbled, hauling myself out of bed.A quick shower jolted my senses, and I shuffled to the kitchen to fix myself a much-needed coffee. Saturday was a break from work, but I had no clue what to do. Maybe just knock out and sleep the day away.As I sipped the steaming brew, the persistent knock at the door jolted me from my thoughts. Frowning, I approached the door and turned the knob, the creaking hinge echoed in the house.Standing there, bathed in the morning light, was Layla and Gayle.And there they were—Layla beaming in her floral dress and beach hat, while Gayle looked like she'd rather be anywhere else. Her outfit screamed business casual, a crisp white shirt tu