Azalea's POV
Pulling my legs apart, he watched me, trying to gauge the effects he had on me. If my shivering legs didn't give my extreme arousal away, the wetness rolling down my legs to the bed was enough to prove to the most distrusting person on earth that I wanted him badly. The hotel staff wouldn't be quite happy having me as their guest once they came in tomorrow to clean the sheets. He slapped my thigh when my shaky legs threatened to close up, chuckling at my desperate and obvious need for him. “Someone is super wet for me and yet, she doesn't want to know my name." With that he buried his face in my pussy, first taking a slow long lick of my arousal before going into the main course and eating me out like a hungry man. I moaned in agonizing pleasure, my hands instantly going to my nipples and pinching them to heighten my pleasure. The stranger plunged two fingers into my cunt, pumping them like he was searching for a treasure buried inside of me. I realized that there was truly a treasure and he had found it when he hit a spot…a spot that felt so good that I screamed out, gripping the sheets tightly to release some of the tension in my body. My plan wasn't successful when the tension in me increased as his tongue and fingers did wonders. My toes curled and my eyes saw stars as I reached my climax, combusting into his mouth. He licked every single drop of my release, mumbling something about how good I tasted in between. Once he was done, he came back up, kissing me and forcing me to taste my own release on his mouth. My wandering hands moved to his briefs, putting my hands under and gripping his hard dick, making him groan in pleasure. I stroked him a few times before he took my hands off to take his boxers off. My eyes widened dramatically when I took in his full length, the angry head of his cock oozing precum. How the hell was that going to fit inside me? I decided to voice out my fears. “I…don't…I really don't think that would fit inside me." I stuttered quietly, not taking my eyes off his dick. He watched me silently, his face scrunching up in confusion. “Are you a virgin…you are a virgin, aren't you?" I shaked my head, blushing in embarrassment. “No, I'm not a virgin. I've just never seen one this big." Not like I've seen much, I've only ever had sex with one man and it hadn't felt close to being half as good as what I felt when he ate me out. “Oh, okay. I guess you haven't been with a real man then. Let me show you what it feels like." He placed my legs on his shoulder, angling it to the perfect position to take him in. I sucked in a breath, holding it till I felt the tip of his cock on my entrance. He lubed his dick with my wetness before slowly pushing his head in and then pushing the rest in. “You are so fucking tight…like a virgin." He groaned, pushing himself more as my pussy attempted to reject him. He managed to push into me, stretching me open and not stopping until I could not take more of him. A moan slipped out of my mouth as the pleasure made me lose focus. He stopped for a few seconds, giving me time to adjust before pulling out and thrusting back in. I angled my hips, giving him more opportunity to hit the right places in me. His movements were slow and controlled at first but soon, he lost control, pumping into me with reckless abandon. The bed rocked and continuously slammed against the wall to the rhythm of his thrust, making me feel like I was on cloud nine. I couldn't control my screams of pleasure as he fucked me like we were enemies, reaching places in me that I didn't know existed. I enjoyed his thrusts, his touch, his mouth on mine as he moved even faster. My pleasure built up faster than the first time and soon, I found myself screaming louder than a stereo as I came undone under him. He pulled out, flipped me over until I'm lying on my stomach, pushed my ass up, and thrust right back into me, going even faster than before. He gripped my hips, his nails digging into my skin as he pulled me back to meet his thrust. I buried my face in the bed, trying to reduce my scream of pleasure. My action displeased him and he grabbed my hair and and pulled me closer to his chest until he was able to whisper into my ears while still pumping into me. “Let me hear you scream." I screamed and moaned so much I got scared my voice box would burst. I screamed so much that I got scared the whole hotel would heard me. He frantically thrusted inside me until he reached his climax, blowing up inside me, his climax causing another body shattering climax to rip through my body. It was at that moment that I remembered one extremely important thing we both forgot in our desperately horny state. A condom. We forgot to use a condom. "You didn't use protection!" I exclaimed, my voice sounding hoarse from all the screaming. "Relax, beautiful. I'm clean." He said in a calm manner as he placed a kiss on my butt cheek. "Umm, I'm sure I'm clean too." I told him. I didn't think too much about it as I let myself turn to mush as he rode us through our orgasms, my eyes closing in satisfaction. I would just take contraceptives the moment I got home. Home! Home! I'm late! I had gone way past my curfew. My eyes snapped open and I immediately became sober when I remembered the fact that not only did I stay out late, I also didn't tell them where I'd be going and why I'd be staying late. They were going to kill me. My tired body gained strength from wherever and I suddenly pushed myself away from him, hastily putting my clothes back on and trying to look as decent as ever, especially since I was now pantie-less. “What the hell are you doing?" He asked, confusing written all over his face, watching me desperately trying to get my clothes on. “Why? Why would you…" I ran out of the room, shutting him off. I could hear him running around the room, shuffling to get his clothes on and run after me. I quickly ran down, taking a route I knew he wouldn't think of passing so that he wouldn't catch up with me. I stop a cab, give the driver my address, silently praying that my parents and sister were fast asleep and didn't notice my absence. Knowing my fate, I doubt that would happen. I was almost positive that they were patiently waiting for me to come home so that they could tear me into shreds. My heart beat rapidly in my chest as I prayed to God that the universe would be on my side for once in my lifetime.Ace's POVI stared at her as my chest tightened, she was just as beautiful as ever. I wanted to walk over to her, pull her into my chest and hold her for a while. But she would probably throw a fit if I did that.She stood there, holding a takeaway bag like she was expecting someone else. Definitely not me.Judging from her shocked expression, and the paper bag she was holding, it was certain she was expecting someone else and that person wasn't me at all.I honestly couldn't tell if she wanted me here or not, I didn’t know. All I knew was, I couldn’t sit in that damn house one more second without the thoughts of her invading my fucking head, and also the thoughts that she's carrying my child, the one thing those damn doctors told me I could never have.I didn’t even plan to end up here. But I was going to use her bracelet as an excuse. It was a weak one, but it was all I had."What are you doing here?" she asked, once she recovered from her shock. Her tone was sharp, that I almost wi
Azalea's POV It had been so hectic at work that I almost forgot I hadn't been long I was rushed to the hospital during what was supposed to be a relaxing weekend getaway. Everything had come crashing back into my third trimester life in less than a week.Fashion Week was looming, and the deadlines felt like tomorrow even though it wasn't. Between sketching new designs, coordinating fittings, and overseeing final embellishments, my entire world had become a blur of fabrics, sketches, and to-do lists. Caleb, my right-hand stylist, kept pointing out circles under my eyes.“Lea, you need rest,” he had said yesterday, peeling a stray thread from my blouse.I sighed but shrugged it off. After all, the baby was due soon, any time now. I had to do what I had to do before the delivery day.And then there was Noah. Every hour, if not more frequently, he’d appear behind me in the office.“You need to slow down,” he would gently remind me. “Even the baby can feel your stress.”I waved him off e
Ace’s POVIt’s been a full week now. Seven long, restless days since I left that hospital room. Since I dropped those damn flowers by her door and walked away like a coward.Seven days without seeing Azalea, and I swore, it had been killing me.I had tried to keep myself busy with working on scripts, reading, even attempting to finish that book I started months ago, but none of it sticks. My mind keeps drifting back to her.It had also been a week of silence from my mother. Not a single text or call from her, and I knew why. Because I hadn’t agreed to the engagement. Because I was dragging my feet.The elections were coming and my father needs this political alliance with Escola’s family. He had been panicking, pulling every string he could. And now he needed me more than ever. But did I need him? No, I didn't.I had lived my life without relying on him. Built a name that was mine, separate from his empire. So why should I hand over my life like a pawn now?I ran a hand through my ha
ESCOLA POV “He wants the wedding off,” I muttered, staring out the car window as the city blurred past.Peace sharply turned to me, her brows arched. “He doesn’t like you?”I let out a short breath, leaning my head back against the seat. “Romantically? No. He doesn’t.” I paused, my voice quieter now. “His heart belongs to someone else, it's so obvious.”The words were bitter in my mouth, but they were true. I couldn't miss the way his eyes softened when I mentioned her, the way his whole mood shifted, I wasn’t blind.I hated the fact that he had chosen her over me, even though I already knew this was bound to happen. It stung more than I cared to admit.I closed my eyes, his face flashing in my mind. His voice replayed in my head as he told me he wanted this called off. He was so calm and respectful about it, but that didn’t change the fact it wasn’t what I wanted. Peace stayed quiet for a while, watching me the way she always did. I knew she wanted to say something. I could practic
Ace's POVI stared at my watch, the seconds stretching between minutes like miles. She was late. Again! My stomach twisted in knots that I couldn’t ignore. This wasn’t just an annoyance, it was fear mingled with longing. Fuck! What was I doing here?I wasn’t getting married. I refused to bind myself to her. I wasn't going to marry Escola. Yes, she was stunning, she was a woman with a powerful career, glowing skin, and everything that a man would ever want, but none of that mattered to me.My heart longed for someone else, someone I couldn’t risk losing.Yet here I was, waiting at the restaurant, in a crisp suit. My hands were restless as my mother’s voice echoed through my head, 'just do this for me. For your dad.'No. I wasn’t doing this for either of them. I was doing it for closure. For peace. For honouring the promise I’d made to myself. I would end it.Five minutes later, hell, I didn’t know if it was five or ten minutes later, I had already lost track of time. She walked int
Azalea's POVThe morning sunlight streamed through the hospital window, beaming way too bright for how I was feeling inside. The clock on the wall ticked away, each second pulling me closer to the inevitablendischarge day. The day I was supposed to leave, go home, and pretend like everything was fine. Like I wasn’t carrying a storm in my chest.“Are you ready?” Lara’s voice broke through my daze, light and soft, but with that usual spark of hers.I turned my head slowly, watching her grab my small bag off the table. Her curls bounced as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, that patient smile plastered across her face like she was trying to keep things easy for me.I wanted to smile back. I really did. But my chest felt tight and heavy. It was Sunday morning, it was bright outside and there was not a single hint of last night’s darkness lingering in the corners. The sun poured in shamelessly, like the world hadn’t fallen apart inside me.It was time to go home.“C’mon,”