MasukDear Readers, Apologies for the late announcement. I have been busy. I'll keep this sweet and short. Thank you for reading "Finding Mr. Perfect."Finally, we have concluded Freya and Kenneth's story. I appreciate the comments, reviews, and gems sent to "The Bad Boy Next Room." Your support made this book a success.You are probably wondering, what's next for me? For the rest of September, my husband is on medical leave. We are going to address some of his other medical concerns, hoping it might help his autoimmune skin disease. After that, I will take some time off. So, it might be until mid-October when I get a new book out. Just please keep posted on my social media account for an announcement.Thank you so much for supporting me always. Sincerely, LiLhyz
Kings’ Reunion – THE END.“Freya, wake up.” Kenneth kissed her cheeks. “It’s time to get up. We’ll have an early dinner.”Kenneth and Freya made love five times last night. In the morning, they went swimming and made love again in the afternoon until they surrendered to exhaustion. But now, it was t
Tie You Down.The first thing that Kenneth and Freya did after they arrived at the island resort in the Philippines was to have a full-body massage facing the sea.It was one of the things Freya had grumbled about over the past three years, yet Kenneth noted it. Next was an uninterrupted beach nap.
A New Generation.Up to the very last minute, Graham had hoped that Elise was carrying a son. He had prepared blue balloons and unisex-colored clothes for when his wife gave birth, but as he already knew, the doctor said in the delivery room:“Baby Girl Wright!”“Waah! Waaah! Waaah!” the baby cried
Baby Girl.Two months passed.Graham walked into the clinic with his wife like he was about to collect a trophy, not see an ultrasound. He’d been bragging to anyone who would listen—family, friends, even the barista at the Diamond Hotel—that he was definitely having a boy.He invited his parents and
Brown Hair.“We are going to Freedonia. We are going to drop by Braeton airport and get you guys,” Riley said to Gabrielle over the phone. “Kenneth and Freya? Those two have deprived us of experiencing the first kick. Instead, all I heard was Kenneth bragging about it on F-a-c-e-T-i-m-e!”“Tell me a
Heaven.Freya was feeling hot—hot all over.Aside from that, there were these strange tingling sensations all over her body. Her skin formed bumps, and the butterflies in her stomach were doing cartwheels.Kenneth was already shirtless. As he devoured her mouth, his hand freely groped her body.And
Kitchen.Freya was eating a banana pancake for her dessert, but as she ate, she felt the aching need in her core. How could she not?She was only wearing Kenneth’s shirt and nothing down there. The man insisted on it!Kenneth didn’t have dessert… for a reason Freya knew.He lounged beside her, shir
Rooftop.“Freya, I’m testing a new rooftop venue for events. I could use your opinion,” Kenneth said in his usual calm, no-nonsense tone.It was eight in the evening. Freya had a good five hours of sleep. She thought they would be sleeping in, but the man was already dressed.Kenneth was clad casual
Susan vs. Reality.Freedonia. Over the past two days, Kenneth had several meetings, allowing Freya to rest from her insatiable husband. She used the time to finalize the design for Mrs. Fontaine and join her company engagements online.Her husband often arrived past midnight, but when he did, he cu







