I said no to Bora Bora, I need to learn not to keep my hopes up. I told Ghazi to focus on his work while I promised to keep myself busy by working at the new store. I forced myself to contact the interior designer he suggested and put Ghazi's black card to good use. At least when he's done with me he'd have the place renovated and ready to be leased out or even sold.
My chest still hurt with the longing. I heard him say that he was mine, but people changed their minds every day. Feelings could change and I know it'll be a question of when rather than if. I love the guy and I would never entrapped him to spend his life when he can be happy with someone else.
"Remy, I still think you should talk to him. You don't look happy." Jacqueline said from the other side of the screen when her video call came through.
"I...I am happy. It's just... this is me, Jacqueline. This is not the first time, people will eventually get bored with me."
"Oh honey, I'd never..."
My heart warmed seeing Remy curled up to my side when I woke up the next day. He looked perfectly handsome even with his eyes closed. I carefully scooted away and let him take my pillow, curling it to his chest before he was back to let out the cutest little snoring sounds.My meeting was scheduled at noon, a luncheon with my father's business partners that would benefit when I ended everything with my uncles. I met a couple of them, several times when Dad was still alive. Though my parents' disappearance is still a mystery, it was common knowledge now that I suspected my uncles had something to do with it.I needed to nip them in the bud. I needed to make sure my uncles wouldn't ruin my plans. They said that they knew the organization better than me, but what my uncles' didn't know was that I keep in touch with my parents' colleagues. Those who had been screwed by my uncles. I had been going behind my uncles back for years, dealing businesses with them, feeding them l
"We've been trying to find out who has been stalking her. And we know that she went with you to Capri and we know that you deal with various kinds of organization." Grady one of Jacqueline's boyfriends explained. His twin brother, Percy, was looking out the floor-to-ceiling window of their penthouse seeming deep in thought.Okay...if they're saying that Jacqueline has a stalker then I need to investigate further. Because now I have Remy living with me. My boyfriend was hurriedly ushered upstairs by Jacqueline the moment we arrived at their penthouse."I'm in the middle of bringing down important people in my organization. But I will look into Jacqueline's issue, she's been nothing but kind to me and Remy. And now that I have Remy living with me, if someone from my side is stalking her then Remy too can be threatened.""Is there an immediate threat that made you want to shake things up?" Percy asked, his face was calm as he took another sip of his drink. But I co
Ghazi had been working too damn hard lately and I was seeing less and less of him. Okay maybe I'm just that needy, but I was so horny for him that I waited in my new pair of skimpy briefs and matching baby blue socks that went up to my knees.I positioned myself on the end of the bed. I was on my back, my head on the edge, my knees bent and sprawled, ready for him. I played on my phone just waiting to greet him by watching gay porn and making myself hard for him. I even got a surprise for him hidden where he least expected. I smiled wickedly when I took a selfie of my current position and sent it to him.Me: Do you like my new socks?Ghazi: Fuck, yes. Order more. Get some that reach your thighs. I grinned before typing back my answer.Me: Pastels? Or rich sexy colors?Ghazi: Pastels and nude. I'm on my way back. I didn't reply to his text. Instead, I ordered more me
I heard him say it last night. Remy said that he loved me. I was pretty sure he was out of it, but still, my body tensed when he said it. And when morning came he appeared like his usual self. Flirty, adorable, while sauntering out of our bedroom with his socks from last night and one of my shirts that barely covered his creamy thighs. God, I remembered how those thighs wrapped around my waist, flexing beautifully as he reached his climax."Ghazi," he kissed my jaw before sneakily grabbing my fresh cup of coffee and taking a big gulp of it. "Ugh...I still can't get used to your coffee.""It's not my coffee, lots of people like double-shot espresso in the morning." I kissed him and felt his bare ass underneath. I groaned when he pressed against my groin. Deepening our kiss, I was fully aware that he was still sore from our last night's debauchery. "You're sore. Be a good boy for me and stop being naughty for a day?""Mmm...you know I'm not good with promising you
After a couple of days of staying at Zal's townhouse, I managed to convince him to let me go back to my place, telling him that I needed to work. He was not happy, but that was easily rectified when I invited him for a sleepover. Well, maybe a cat nap, because he was out the door well in the evening, telling me that he had work to be done, and people to see.Strangely I have no issues with that. Zal was there for me when I needed him, unlike someone that...fuck, I really need to get my head straight. Ghazi was done with me. Zal is interested in me. It should be an easy pick if only my heart would act accordingly.Both Zal and I waited for the cops to come knocking at my door regarding Dion. But there was none and I was half surprised to learn that HR had received a resignation letter from Dion. I can still remember a couple of days ago when Felicity told me what HR told her about Dion. In his resignation letter, the man explained to HR that he would be taking care of a
"Ghazi, I told you we're going to have to wait. I'm trying this new recipe.""Ugh...I'm really not happy about this newfound hobby of yours." I grunted but not before slipping my hands around his waist, pulling him back for a kiss."Your lovely French chef gave me her mother's recipe for chocolate cake." He muttered while carefully taking the cake out of the oven and setting it aside to cool."Looks like brownies to me," I shrugged only to get elbowed by him as he dramatically gasped demanding me to take my words back. To which I just laughed at him. This...this was what I love about him, everything with him is so easy."Ghazi! Get your naughty fingers away from my cake. It needs to cool before slicing, I want to top it with the vanilla ice cream.""Okay, you lost me at my naughty fingers and your cake," I commented coyly while wiggling my eyebrows. Remy laughed and slapped my arm playfully."Come on, let's get you out of the kitchen." He to
"Ghazi is everything okay?" Remy greeted me at the door.I already texted him that I was on my way back, I didn't want him to worry about me. And seeing Remy, I just know that I couldn't keep the facts about Oscar from him."No. I need to talk to you about something.""You want a drink?" My sweet Remy was so nervous that he felt obligated to tend to my needs."Why don't you sit down, I'll get us something to drink." I kissed his forehead and he nodded, taking a seat on the living room sofa. His hands were on his lap as he sat straight, his eyes never leave me. He was watching me as if he was trying to read my thoughts.I put coke in his rum, after adding some lime juice and ice cubes. I knew I needed something strong for the conversation as I drank one shot straight before making another glass of rum and coke for myself. Bringing the two glasses, I gave one to Remy before sitting by his side and slowly drinking from my glass."I met with Zal
I woke up sometime after midnight only to find Ghazi was gone. His side of the bed was cold, meaning he had woken up and left me probably hours ago. And here I was, expected to still love him while he was probably fetching his ex from his uncles grasps.God...why do I keep on doing this to myself? The familiar ache under my chest forced me to get up. My eyes heated when I felt the trickle of tears trailing down my cheeks. "Fuck..." I cursed feeling stupid when I decided to let go, grabbing fresh tissues to dry my tears and blow my nose. Not at all beautiful as Ghazi makes me out to be. I was pathetic, sad, bleary eyes complete with a runny red nose from too much crying.I eventually got myself up and went to the bathroom, splashing my face with cold water and trying to toughen myself up. This was not the first time, I've gone through worse and I survived. So what if Ghazi still loves Oscar and his ex still loves him too? I love Ghazi as I know he loves me too, so this