JasonI stare at Kiera, who is leaning on my arms with her eyes closed, all numb from our lovemaking. Her chest rises and falls with each breath, her skin still flushed from our passion. I can't help but feel a surge of contentment and adoration for this beautiful woman in my arms."Hey, beautiful, I love you more than words can express," I whisper, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.She stirs slightly, a smile forming on her lips as she opens her eyes to meet mine. "I love you too," she mumbled with a sleepy, satisfied sigh before snuggling closer to me.I smiled, placing her body gently over the couch cushions and wrapping her body with my shirt before carrying her in my arms and to our room, where I laid her down on the bed.I tried to leave, but Kiera held my hand, her eyes still closed. "Stay with me," she murmured softly, her grip tightening on my hand."I am not going anywhere," I whispered, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Wait here; I will get bath water ready fo
JasonWith a mischievous smile, Kiera leaned in and whispered, "Ready for round two?"I smirked, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her body to mine as I whispered back, "What do you have in this naughty mind of yours?"Kiera giggled, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she whispered, "I guess you'll just have to wait and see.""First, move your hands away from me," she teased, playfully pushing my arms away before stepping back with a sly grin. "Just like these," she said, placing my hand on either side of the bathtub before slowly sliding her own hands down my chest."Let me show you what I have in mind for round two," she purred, her voice low and seductive as she leaned in closer.Her lips biting on nipples sent shivers down my spine as she whispered, "So, Mr. Grey, how does it feel to be on the receiving end for once?"I moaned as I tried to wrap my hand around Kiera's hair, but she slapped my hand away, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Patience, Mr. Grey," she te
KieraI closed my eyes as sleep began to overtake me, feeling the weight of Jason's naughty deeds from earlier in the day. His mischievous smile played in my mind as I drifted off, but my peace was restored when a hand touched my head and ruffled my hair.I leaned into the touch, comforted by the familiar warmth of Jason's presence. As I snuggled closer, I couldn't help but smile, but his voice whispered softly, "Kiera..."I opened my eyes to see Jason looking down, his expression stern yet filled with tenderness. "I'm sorry for waking you," he said, his hand still resting on my head. "But we need to go now."I yawned and stretched, still feeling the warmth of his touch lingering on my skin. "Where are we going?" I asked, curiosity piqued by the seriousness in his eyes.Jason sighed, brushing his hair off his head with a slight frown. "To the hospital," he replied, his tone somber.I jolted upright, suddenly wide awake. "What's wrong?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest."Why don'
KieraWe stood in front of my dad's room in the hospital, unsure of what to expect when we walked in.I held Jason's hand tight, squeezing it for reassurance as we were about to enter the room."What took you guys so long?" Kevin asked, making our heads turn towards him with a mixture of relief and surprise."What are you doing here?" I asked, shocked to see him here in the hospital of all places."Kiera… Go meet you, Dad," he said with a solemn expression, gesturing towards the room. "You are his family."I nodded my head in understanding as I walked inside the room and saw my father lying in the hospital bed, lifeless and frail. Tears welled up in my eyes as I approached him, feeling a rush of emotions overwhelm me. "I'm here, Dad," I whispered, holding his hand gently in mine. He is cold and weak, a stark contrast to the strong grip he used to have. I squeezed his hand, hoping for some sign of recognition or response from him.But there is no sign of life in him; he is dead and mot
“Mom see, I brought a lot of groceries,” I said, placing a big sack full of veggies, meat, eggs, toiletries, and everything that was necessary for us to survive for a whole week. The last few days have been hard; we barely had enough to fill ourselves, and after Dad's accident, Mom totally scattered. She still tries her best, but I can see how broken and hurt she was after that day. Her smile and the cheerful, bubbly attitude of my mother somehow faded away, and there has been a 180-degree change in her personality. I don’t like seeing her scattered but, no matter how much I try, I can't help her. It's been difficult for me to witness the toll that Dad's accident has taken on my mother. Despite her efforts, it's clear that she is struggling to cope with the emotional and physical aftermath. I wish there was more I could do to support her during this challenging time. “Jason,” Mom called, with her voice sounding weaker than usual. “Come sit beside me,” she said, patting the empty spa
Things don't always go as planned in life, and while that may sound like a quote, it's the reality of my life. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that my life would take such an unexpected turn, forcing me to sacrifice my desires for the sake of my father. Everything was perfect. Now it feels as if someone is waking me up from a strange fantasy, presenting me with a truth that is totally different from my perception. And the person sitting next to me is the root of all this chaos. The reason for ruining our lives, the reason for my father's sadness, and the devil who somehow found the very right time to ruin our lives at our most vulnerable moment, crushing our livelihood without giving us a chance to stand. And that person is Jason Gray, a man of immense power and a cruel heart. The same person to whom I'm legally bound as his lawfully or more forcefully wedded wife, despite the fact that we have shared no vows, promises, or love for each other. And, as much as I would like
“What the hell are you doing here,” I asked, the guy who was standing in front of me and staring at me head to toe like a hungry beast waiting for his meal. His intense gaze made me feel uneasy as if he could see right through me. The air grew thick with tension, leaving me wondering what his intentions were for being here.“It’s my house, and I can come and go wherever I want,” he said as he stood next to the sink to wash his hands. I watched him closely, trying to gauge his true intentions. His nonchalant response only fueled my curiosity further. As he dried his hands, a sly smile played on his lips, leaving me even more unsettled.I didn’t want my husband to see me like this with my body completely bare, so I turned my back, not giving any attention to him, and immediately covered my body with a towel nearer my range.“Don’t you have any manners?_____ How can you enter my bathroom without knocking?” I heard him chuckle at my question without giving it any consideration.And before
What the fuck is wrong with me? I’m so mad at myself right now because of what I let happen in the bathroom. How foolish can I be? I know Jason hates me and is using his charms against me to make things worse for me. But what I did, aside from stopping him, was let him go on, losing my sanity and indulging him. Darn, you, Kiera? “Keira controls yourself and never repeats the same mistake twice,” I repeated the words in my head, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I took deep breaths, trying to calm my senses. I’m mad not only because I allowed Jason to kiss me but also because I cherished every moment of us being like that, being kissed passionately and adroitly by him. With Jason’s arms draped around my waist, his chest pressed upon my body, with our hearts synchronizing together in rhythm, humming a song of their own. ‘It was just a kiss, just a kiss, and nothing else.’ I chanted the words in my head, hoping that it would help me forget the events earlier. Splashing cold wate