After getting back to the apartment, I’d barely set down my things before my phone began to ring. I groaned, not having the patience for any human interaction. It didn’t help that the plane ride home had left me exhausted. With a sigh, I grabbed it from out of my bag. I barely registered the name
“Why an ‘Evie’ specifically?” I asked. “Well, it’s the woman Timothy apologized to. We’ve been looking around trying to find her, but some guy was generous enough to clue us in,” the guy explained. “What? How?” I could feel my head starting to spin, having all those eyes watching me from my door
There was a long pause as I stared Linda down, watching as she returned to her seat and crossed her legs. Her words hardly registered until Timothy cleared his throat, dragging me back into the moment. “I’m sorry?” I gawked at Linda, still recovering from the shock. She smiled tightly. “Mr. Eric
“Evie’s been keeping me in the loop about a lot of things, actually,” Timothy answered, smiling as he looked in my direction. He shifted away from Linda’s touch, and her lips curled downward. “We’re pretty much learning all of this together.” “Oh, yes, that sounds nice,” she said swiftly, though h
Thursday evening came and we were once again settled into the spacious conference room. Timothy had yet to arrive, so it was just Linda and I trapped in each other’s company. I couldn't help but notice how she arranged the files and documents on her desk, subtly pushing my work to the sidelines. S
"Evie, you've been such a great help," Timothy said to me, gratitude in his eyes. "And you too, Ms. Turner. I’m glad Evie has someone to take the load off, as much as she works." “I’m sure she needs it,” said Linda, and she turned on her heel and walked away. “I will be contacting you later, Ms. S
EVIE POV The evening had settled into a soothing rhythm, the city's distant hum fading as I prepared for bed, hoping to steal a few precious hours of rest before another demanding day at the firm. Just as I was about to switch off my laptop, an email notification blinked on my screen. It was fro
I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that clung to my spine as we stepped into the Clayton Sports Center. The stories I'd heard and read about Mr. Fitzgerald didn't paint a kind or forgiving picture. Linda, on the other hand, appeared remarkably calm. We climbed the polished oak staircase and found
"Plenty of space here,” he started. “I figured…we could easily convert this into a nursery someday." My heart skipped a beat at his words, the mere suggestion sending a wave of emotions crashing over me. A nursery—our nursery. The thought of starting a family with Timothy filled me with a sense of
As Timothy led me through the threshold, his hands cupping my eyes gently, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in my chest. This was it—the moment we had been waiting for. Our new beginning, our haven. Duke trotted alongside us, his tail wagging in anticipation. I could sense the air th
The flight back home felt like a whirlwind, the memories of our honeymoon paradise fading into the background as the reality of returning to our everyday lives set in. But as the plane touched down and we made our way through the bustling airport, a knot of anxiety tightened in my chest at the thoug
"Welcome, welcome!" she exclaimed, her voice as sweet as honey. "Would you like to try some of our local fruits?" We nodded eagerly, and she began slicing pieces of fruit with practiced ease, offering them to us on skewers. I reached for a slice of mango, its flesh ripe and juicy beneath my finger
As the plane descended toward the island, my heart fluttered with excitement. The anticipation bubbled within me as the tropical paradise came into view, its crystal-clear waters shimmering like liquid sapphires beneath the golden sun. We stepped off the plane into paradise, the air heavy with the
When it finally came time to, he entered me, and my teeth clenched as I stretched around his erection. I gasped as he began to move inside me, each thrust slow and deep. The pleasure intensified until at last I was teetering on the edge of oblivion. I clung to him desperately, my nails digging into
As the festivities of our wedding night drew to a close, Timothy and I found ourselves heading up to the honeymoon suite, drunk on love and excitement. The air crackled with anticipation as we stumbled through the door, our laughter echoing off the walls. The soft glow of candlelight cast ethereal
The lights dimmed and the room fell silent. On the large screen at the front of the room, images of Timothy and his mother, Lydia, began to flash by, accompanied by gentle music that tugged at the heartstrings. I watched as Timothy's tearful gaze locked onto the screen, his eyes filled with a mixt
As I stood at the altar, my heart pounding with nervous anticipation, I could feel the weight of the moment bearing down on me like a heavy cloak. But as Timothy approached, his eyes shining with love and adoration, the world around me seemed to fall away, leaving only the two of us in its wake. W