MasukShare
79– Michael
Terakhir Diperbarui:
2025-05-10 18:42:58
Bab terbaru
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 80– Michael
I’m sitting on the resting cushion in my office, one leg crossed over the other, back leaned against the rest and my eyes trained on the papers I’m supposed to sign, reading each line carefully so I don’t make a mistake of depositing my signature on something that’ll cost me.The commotion outside my office gets my attention. And before I can work through my confusion enough to react, the door bursts open and Adaline rushes in all smiley and giggly in a white dress.Two of my assistants run in with her, and once my eyes meet theirs, they freeze.“We were trying to—”“It’s fine,” I wave them off and they retreat outside the office. My gaze meets Adaline’s and her smile widen, hips swaying as she saunters towards me.“You’re overworking your employees, Michael,” she drawls, voice sultry. I swear it feels like she’s trying to seduce me, but I know better than to expect that from her. “Am I?” I ask.“Hmm,” she hums, now standing in front of me. She braces a hand on my thigh, softly pushi
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 79– Michael
“Hmm…” my fingers flex around the phone pressed against my ear, my heart pounding ridiculously loud in my mind as he talks me through everything. “She did what?”As the question leaves my lips and the voice on the other side starts to respond, the door clicks and opens, Adaline swaying into the penthouse with her fingers locked tightly around the handle of her tote-bag.“Send me an email, I’d like to see it.” I say, voice thick and eyes locked on my woman.She flashes me an innocent smile and I try my hardest to smile back, yet my face remains rigid.“Are you sure?” He asks.“Absolutely… better now than later.” I remove the phone from my ear, clicking the call to end before tossing it into a seat.“Your hair is wet.” That’s the first thing I say to the woman I’ve been craving to see as she stands in front of me with a smile that tells me she’s anticipating my hug and a kiss.Adaline’s face scrunches with genuine confusion—or maybe she’s just so good at lying and plying pretend—and sh
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 78– Adaline
My fingers are twitching around the phone and I physically have to hold myself back from throwing it against the wall and smashing it into pieces. But I can’t. It’s Kate's phone.“Who the hell…” My voice trembles. “Who would do this?”Kate runs a hand down her face. “That’s the problem… They’re anonymous. And they’re so good at staying that way. They’re just hiding like the fucking cowards hey are and blowing shit up with their toxic followers who’re busy reposting this shit and creating an Adaline hate trend.” I shove the phone back into her hand and stand, pacing back and forth. “That day… Michael had invited a private chef, and some group of people who were too good with violins. Those were the only strangers in the house.” Kate heaves out a staggering breath. “So you think it’s one of them? Michael won’t be happy to know that people he employed would go to this length to slander his woman.”I clutch my arms to my chest. My hands are shaking. My heart won’t stop racing. “More rea
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 77– Adaline
“A hotel? Really, Kate?”I roll my eyes as I step into the room—the VIP room Kate booked for this impromptu meeting of ours. “Happy to see you too after such a long time,” she tells me, voice sarcastic. I throw my back on the single-sitter cushion and take off my jacket. “This better be worth my time. I had to lie to Michael to get away from him.” I could swear he saw right through that lie but decided not to argue with me or try to stop me. I fear Michael and I are slowly getting to that point where we simply don’t comment on each other’s life. We just overlook ourselves like two strangers living together. Michael might be that way because he’s afraid he might suffocate me by asking too much.I’m becoming that way because I fear that Michael’s life is far more complicated than normal and I wouldn’t want to learn things that might leave even the slightest bit of resentment towards him in my heart.“I got us your favorite bottle, Adaline. And we might just garden.” Kate creeps up
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 76– Michael
The door shuts.My legs shake underneath me.My heart stutters.And my mind echoes with self-destructive thoughts, thoughts I’m unable to properly comprehend at this moment.I stand there, still, staring into space, skin burning from both confusion, and guilt and shame, and the feel of her lips on my skin as she kissed me on the cheek.My hands, the ones that roamed her body while I begged her desperately not just for sex, but for her trust, are limp at my sides, my muscles twitching with the need to punch something, maybe punch myself in the face for ruining a good thing.I blink, but I’m unable to see for a moment.I inhale, but the air isn’t enough. As though there’s none at all, as though Adaline’s absence has taken the air from my lungs. My chest tightens with a weight and I almost stumble.Fuck.I knew this would happen.I knew it the moment her gaze faltered on me and a loud gulp pushed down her throat. My Adaline is slipping away from me. She’s sinking deep into fear and it
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 75– Adaline
Something wet lands on my face and I let out a soft groan, tucking myself tighter into the soft sheets.I’m dreaming. The dream feels vivid as fuck and it’s making me elicit all kinds of sound. Fingers knead my skin. Wetness curls around my face. Warmth surrounds me. And I feel a throbbing sensation in my core. “Fuck…” my voice is low, and I think I’m talking while sleeping.“Baby,” a whisper crawls into my ears and I whimper, trying to turn the other way. Something holds me back… down. A weight settles between my legs and I feel warm breaths on my face, lips brushing mine. I pry my eyes open just as soft lips fuse with mine, moving with slow, desperate passion. It takes me a full second to realize this is not a fucking dream. Michael is kissing me, and I’m kissing him back with the same desperation.His cock presses into my center, and I moan, thankful for the short that’s acting as a barrier between us. Michael’s hands knead my skin, holding me so tight to himself like I might
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 74– Adaline
The drive is quiet. It’s not awkward, just utterly silent with Michael’s fingers laced through mine and his thumb stroking the back of my palm.For me? I’m content, yet curiosity is starting to take the reins. I want to ask what he meant when he said the main business happens underground at the hospital. And I’m starting to regret why I told him to keep that side of his business to himself.But thinking about it, do I really want to know? I might love Michael, I might want to be with him, but the fear is still there, the uncertainty for what the future holds for us. If I learn more about his business or anything he’s involved in, then what? More fear?Resentment?What happens to our relationship?So it’s better I don’t know. I’ll rather remain in the dark than ruin a beautiful thing.Hopefully, this is my beautiful thing…“What’s going through my girl’s mind?” Michael asks.I respond with a roll of my eyes, leaning back into the seat, but I can’t help the smile tugging at my lips. H
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 73– Adaline
A few more days at the hospital wouldn’t kill anyone, would it?The normal would be: it wouldn’t. But with a man like Michael who operates very differently from the rest of us in ways that makes us seem like the lesser beings, a few days in the hospital ripped him apart.He became more cranky. Not to me though, the man now fears me and is very careful with what he says or how he acts around me.However, every other person has been a beneficiary of his very nasty behavior. Sometimes, I’m forced to believe he does it on purpose just to get on their nerves. Caleb especially.I’ve noticed that apart from my father, Michael has no other friends. My father is hardly his friend anyway. But then Caleb? They share a special kind of bond.I’ll ask questions, but not now.Maybe when Michael has fully recovered, or probably when he decides to stop being so fucking annoying about his wet hair.“Michael, stop it!” I laugh, trying to wriggle out from beneath him. Michael is already straddling me on
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 72– Adaline
Strained sounds echo through the bathroom. Michael’s knuckles pale as he grips the edges of the toilet tighter, wretching out the bile in his throat. I rub my palm in circles over his back and heave out a breath.“There… let it all out,” I mutter.Michael slaps my hand away as he staggers up on his feet and flushes the toilet, stumbling to the sink to wash his mouth. I exhale a tired breath. “I know it must be frustrating—”“You think?” His voice is snarky.I clench my teeth, already exhausted with Michael’s crankiness since his recovery. We’re still in the hospital, soon to be discharged, but the doctor said he’ll need to be here for a few more days for monitoring because of the alcohol in his system and how it might affect him.Let me tell you this: There have been effects, lots of it.This is another version of Michael that I didn’t know existed. And I’m fighting every nerve in my body not to hate him, I’m trying so hard to be understanding that this behavior of his isn’t really w
Anda juga akan menyukai
CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery
Faith Shaw694.6K DibacaThe Day I Kissed An Older Man
Cher the Cherished922.9K DibacaI Fell For The Boy His Daddy Was A Bonus
LiLhyz896.8K DibacaThe Deviant CEO
Vampire Whore466.9K DibacaThe Billionaire’s Hidden Heir
J.C. Winslow103 DibacaBurn For Me : Bound By The Mafia King
Erika Lana Bell168 DibacaBetrayed by my ex, Loved by his brother
Delaney Bree 18.2K DibacaBILLIONAIRE'S LIES
MIKS DELOSO12.1K Dibaca
