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He wasn't looking so relaxed anymore and I swallowed forcefully to wet my dry throat. It was now or never.“I want to tell you something, but you have to promise not to cut in. You have to promise to listen to me till the end.”“I promise.” “Six years ago, I know very well that we said our goodbyes on that night before you travelled, but the next day, I just couldn't bear you leaving without seeing you again. Even as I tried to tell myself to let it go but I couldn't. So I went to your place to see you.”“But we didn't see.” Santos said bewildered. “And what has that got to do with anything?”“Can you let me talk? And you promised not to cut in,” I reminded him, agitated at the thought of sitting down here and discussing my past.He raised both hands in surrender. “Alright, alright.”I was so restless that I couldn't stay in my seat any longer, so I got up to stretch my legs and walk to the window. I stared out, my eyes taking in the beautiful lane and decorated flowers.“I went
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SANTOSTears burned my eyes, and I couldn’t breathe well. My chest tightened in rage and pain. That slimy bastard, Jason! I should have known! Last night, all the signs were there... I never thought to give it a second thought!Which man would ever try to give thought to something like that? The same day I stepped out of the States was in the same day my best friends gathered together to kidnap and rape my woman. To them, she was also my sister! And yet...! And yet...!I fisted my hand, ready to take out some of my anger on the wall again, but Rosie held my fist tight with her small hands.“Santos, stop! Please, you've already hurt your fist a lot,” she cried, tears burning her eyes too.“I will kill them!” I breathed, trying to draw enough breath to my burning lungs.“Please, calm d—”“You kept something like this from me, Rosy? How could you? How could you?” I stared at her, allowing my eyes to convey the betrayal I was feeling.She shook her head miserably. “How could I have told y
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Despite the gloomy beginnings, the day ended up being spectacularly beautiful. Or maybe it was because of the way the day started.I felt a burden lift from my shoulders after I opened up to Santos. The secret I concealed was a load on my shoulders to me.The best part was that Santos did not look at me anymore, seeing a cheat that slept with his best friend. No, his eyes were more relaxed. Understanding.We had a picnic, and it was refreshing. We spread a blanket on one part of the beach and enjoyed the scenery as we tried to catch up on the past few years, asking questions and trying to answer them all the same.After the picnic, we played hide-and-seek games and ran around in the forest, laughing and trying to forget. We swam too.We finally made up our minds to enter the cottage in the late evening. The few times we did was to get food and stuff we needed to stay outside.As the day progressed, I wanted Santos more with every minute I spent with him. Even though my hunger was sate
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“You. Inside me,” I gasped as he nibbled on my nipple, his hand roaming down my belly to whirl around my navel. A shiver coursed through me.“You’ll get me, but first... I’m taking my time with this body.” He raised his grayish-black eyes to finally stare at my flushed face. “Here is a body I’ve wanted for a very long time. You won’t deny me the pleasure of knowing it intimately.”The soft-spoken words brought tears to my eyes—tears of misery. This man here, I wanted him to be my first man—my only man—and Jason took that away from me. He took a lot more away from me.He raised a finger to brush the stray single tears from my eye. “Don’t cry.”“This body has known a lot of men, Santos. I’ve had more men than a paid prostitute in the streets,” I whispered, shamed.I watched the pain flash in his eyes. I expected him to get up and leave, and I wouldn’t even blame him. What man on earth would like to hear such bitter truths about a woman he wants to claim as his?Instead, he dipped his he
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Santos flat-out devored me. With his hands still holding my thighs apart, his mouth laced on my clit and he suckled it insistently it, humming as he did so. The pleasure was almost unbearable. The hum caused vibrations, adding a pleasure on its own. My cries rang out in the surrounding darkness as he pleasured me. He released my numbness only for a second to pierce his tongue into me, entering my body.My cries escalated as I panted hard, my hand on his soft hair tightening as he fucked me with his tongue. My release drawled near like a moving sensation, everything centering on the part of my body Santos was controlling.“I can't....! I can't bear it...!” The panted words tore from my lips as the volcanic feeling drew nearer. His two fingers replaced his tongue, probing into me while his tongue sucked my clit hard and furious. He created a rhythm I couldn't fight or match until I was at the very edge. Then he added a third finger at the same time he bit my clit.My eyes widened and m
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ROSIANNA“So you worked for an investigative team? You were always good at those sort of things,” I said through the kitchen. I was making us breakfast while Santos was in the living room going through mail. We were having a conversation with the smell of sauce in the air. The atmosphere felt so homey.“The very best, baby,” he stated from the living room.“Cocky.”His deep laughter filled the air. “There’s nothing cocky about being confident in yourself, Rosy-baby.”“I’ve never known another man who blends cocky and confidence to make such perfect arrogance,” I said with a smile, and his deep laughter rang out again.“So, tell me about your first big business,” he asked when he could talk again.I thought about it. I’d had a lot of big businesses, but I’ve never forgotten my first. I bit my lips. Should I tell him the second as the first? No. I learned long ago that lies just make the truth more ugly when it finally comes out. And it would.“Mrs. Padea. She was a very rich woman who
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SANTOSRosy stared at her phone after the line had been disconnected. Her body was visibly shaken, and as she turned around and saw me standing in the doorway, she startled.“Santos!” she gasped, her pale eyes at me. “I didn't know you were back.”I was angry, and I'm sure my face couldn't disguise it as I walked closer to her. “It was Jason, right?” The question was so lowly growled it was like a bomb hanging in the air.She hesitated and then nodded once. Tears filled her eyes as she stared at me. “That bastard had the right to call me! After so many years! After destroying my life!”I balled my hands into fists, trying to curb my anger. “What did he say?”“Threats. He was threatening me not to tell you about the past—about what they did.” My lips curled up in a smile of pure mockery. “Bastard does not know that that particular ship has sailed.”“He doesn't know,” she confirmed with a shake of her head. “Oh, Santos, I'm scared!” She wrapped her arms around my neck to hide the tears
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A few minutes later, Santos and I were in towels in my bedroom. I left the bedroom and went to the living room to check who was at the door and if the person hadn't left yet.My bet was on my mother. We hadn't seen each other since I’d promised to visit here. The knock came again, more persistent. “Alright, Alright! I'm coming!” I shouted. I walked to the door and threw it open.Donald stood there, grinning like a fool. He shouldered past me to the house. “Jesus Christ, Pumpkin! You took so much time getting that door that, for a moment, I thought you'd killed yourself in here. I was very sure a car drove past,” he said good-naturedly.“Donald!” I gasped in surprise.“That's me! I've missed you these past few days!” he shouted happily as he walked closer and lifted me in the air. Ignoring my shriek, he whirled me round and round and round.By the time he dropped me, I was dizzy. He grinned at his handwork. “That's what you get for disappearing without a word these past few days! I th
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