After precisely two months of reconciling with Noah , I made the decision to organize a surprise birthday celebration for him. With his 33rd birthday approaching, my aim was to create an intimate and elegant party to honor him. To bring this event to life, I sought the assistance of his closest friends, Fredrick and Jamiu, as well as his parents. They were all eager to contribute and help organize the occasion. Today, his family will be traveling from Spain to Seattle to attend the party, which will take place at the lavish residence of their family friend, Mr. Matthew Dawnson, a billionaire tycoon.Marilyn, who suggested the venue, assured me that Matthew's house in Seattle was the ideal location for the type of party I have envisioned. As it turns out, she was absolutely correct. The mansion occupied a vast expanse of land that seemed to extend infinitely, bordered by the tranquil waterfront of Kirkland lagoon.It felt as though we've stepped into a breathtaking Caribbean paradise r
As soon as news of our engagement spread through the media, it quickly became the talk of the town across various news platforms in Seattle. True to form, there were a handful of envious individuals who seized the opportunity to launch a barrage of insults at me, resorting to all kinds of derogatory names. Some even went as far as suggesting that I must have employed supernatural means to captivate Noah's affections, questioning how a prosperous and youthful man could possibly be enamored by someone like me. Fortunately, my loyal friends emerged as my staunch defenders, taking on the trolls and even granting interviews on Instagram live streams to clear my tarnished reputation.Both Noah and I have consistently turned down interview requests, including those from reputable media outlets. His stance was that our relationship is not open for public scrutiny, a sentiment I wholeheartedly share. In accordance with our mutual decision, we have chosen to have a destination wedding at a ser
As I walked towards Brian's apartment, my heart raced with anticipation. It had been two long months since we had last seen each other, and I couldn't wait to wrap my arms around him and feel his warm embrace. I imagined the sweet kisses we would share and the passionate lovemaking that would follow.However, as I drew closer, my excitement turned to confusion and then to shock. I heard a woman's voice, moaning in ecstasy, and my heart sank. Was Brian cheating on me? I couldn't believe it. But the sounds coming from inside his apartment were unmistakable.Driven by a mix of anger and curiosity, I approached the window and peered inside. What I saw made my blood boil. There, on the bed, was a beautiful caramel-skinned woman writhing in pleasure, with my boyfriend on top of her, lost in the throes of passion.As he explored the depths of her vagina with his tongue, every movement felt like a symphony in his mouth. She was his instrument to play, and he was the master musician who knew ex
He took a deep breath and gazed into my eyes, delivering the words that every girl dreams of hearing, "Will you marry me?"The thought of finally finding my "prince charming" made my heart skip a beat. However, the romantic moment that I had envisioned was quickly shattered by what followed."Are you serious? Is it your hobby to scare strangers you meet in parks with the prospect of marriage? I don't even know you!" I exclaimed, trying to make sense of the situation.Frustrated, he pleaded with me, "Please, just hear me out."Despite my reservations, I decided to stay and listen to what he had to say."I come from one of the wealthiest families in this area," he explained, as if that was all there was to it.I couldn't help but roll my eyes. It was the biggest understatement I had heard all year.Ignoring my reaction, he continued, "I've just graduated from the University, and my parents are on my neck to get married to a 'nice girl,' settle down, and be in charge of the family busines
As the sun peeked over the horizon and Adele's catchy tune "Hello" filled my room, I begrudgingly answered my blaring phone. My voice sounded groggy as I croaked out a hesitant "Hello?" into the receiver."ARE YOU STILL ASLEEP?" Jasper's voice boomed through the line, catching me off guard and making me jump in bed. Irritated by his sudden outburst, I snapped back, "Jeez! What the hell are you yelling for?""We were supposed to meet today!" He replied impatiently.I glanced at my watch and realized it was only 9:00 am. I couldn't understand why he was in such a rush. It wouldn't take all day to meet his friends, would it?Before I could respond, he interrupted, "Just be ready in 30 minutes. I'm coming to pick you up." And with that, he abruptly hung up."Well, good morning to you, too," I muttered under my breath, reluctantly dragging myself out of my warm, cozy bed.In a frenzy, I hastily threw on some clothes, took a quick shower, and let my hair air dry. I brushed my teeth, applied
Jasper's POV As I hastily cleaned up the spilled beer, my eyes were drawn to her. She exuded a captivating aura, as though she belonged on the front cover of a magazine. It was as if a fairy godmother had worked her magic, transforming the unassuming maid into a stunning Cinderella. I found myself filled with regret for not having pursued her romantically instead of just settling for a business deal. Despite her undeniable beauty, I couldn't help but notice that she seemed to have a penchant for high-maintenance habits. She had received multiple calls about unpaid bills in the short time I had known her, and I wondered what she spent so much money on. Perhaps it was food, as I had never seen a woman eat so voraciously. Nevertheless, it was refreshing to be in the company of someone who defied societal norms and didn't care about appearances.Unlike the other women I had dated, she didn't aggressively pursue me, but she had a knack for spending money just like them. It was perplexing -
I was utterly taken aback when I discovered that Cassandra held a degree in biology and had aspired to become a surgeon. However, due to financial constraints, she had settled for studying medical microbiology and had taken up a job as a waitress to support herself. Her determination and hard work, despite her challenging circumstances, left me in awe.As I observed Cassandra, I found myself developing a newfound respect for her. She had overcome significant adversity and was unwavering in her pursuit of a fulfilling life. Perhaps our arrangement could be an opportunity for her to realize her dreams after all.A smile crept across my face as I witnessed Cassandra expertly navigate the room, effortlessly captivating everyone she interacted with, including usually reserved David, who nodded in appreciation. As the evening progressed, more friends joined us, including Cassandra's best friend Jane. It was evident that Jane was skeptical of our story, as her suspicious glances betrayed her
Shock registered in her widened eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a softness as Mrs. Madison wrapped her arms around me in a warm embrace. "Congratulations, my dear. You've certainly tamed this young man," she said with a kind smile.Jasper, on the other hand, looked less pleased by the attention. His expression hardened as he observed our interaction, clearly annoyed. I could feel the weight of my guilt settling in my stomach as Mrs. Madison went about her morning routine. The lie I had told was beginning to take its toll on me. I turned away before it could consume me entirely.I went to Jasper's room to retrieve my clothes, but as I held up my old purple t-shirt, I was met with his disapproving gaze. "You can't possibly wear that again," he remarked snidely.I shot him a sharp retort, but held my tongue as he reminded me of the charade we had agreed upon. After all, he was my boss, and I had to play along with this facade for the next year. It was super frustrating, to say the le