How is it possible that in one day, one man could change the way Halle saw everything?Over six hours had passed since the Officers had left, Halle hadn’t said a word to the man who sat on her bed.His eyes were on her, following her every move as she began to clean every inch of her apartment, looking for a way to distract herself from the lies she’d told and what she had just pulled herself deeper into.This has become much more than a hostage situation and because of her ‘soft heart' that her mother often said would get her killed one day, now she was in a situation that would definitely get her killed.Halle felt bile rise in her throat. She never lied to anyone! Sure she told half-truths or sometimes switched up stories but only when it was necessary but yet this man had made her lie so many times in a span of just a few hours since coming into her life.Is this was they call a toxic relationship?Halle bit her bottom lip to keep herself from groaning out loud, unfortunatel
His lips came back down on hers, his tongue delving into her mouth and tangling itself with her tongue.It was like a battle, they pushed and pulled, bit and nibbled until Halle was flushed and out of breath, he pulled away slowly, breathing just as hard as she did.“Halle…”Halle wished she had something to call him, his name. She wished she could moan out his name and make it sound as sinful as he made hers sound.Her eyes slowly cracked open, brown eyes were just a few inches above her, boring deep into her with a burning gaze that made her lower belly burn with a need that she still didn’t understand.His hand moved down to her thighs, slowly went up her dress, and caressed her bare skin. His hot fingers touching her in ways no one else has.Halle moaned from the burst of pleasure she felt from his touch, her hand grabbing fistfuls of his hair and bringing him closer.She wanted those probing fingers of his higher, but he never moved them from the top of her thighs, he kept
Halle awoke with a start. She gasped for air as she felt her back drenched in cold sweat and her hair matted to her forehead. Her heart pounded like she’d just run a marathon and her sleepiness had completely left her. “Halle?” She heard a worried voice from her side, a warm hand holding her shoulders and trying to shake her out of her unexplained state. “Flower…” He called out again. His baritone voice was enough to bring her back to her senses. “What’s wrong?” His hands moved up to her face, bringing her face closer, cupping her chin, and brushing tendrils of her curls away from her face. He was here, with her on her student bed that could barely contain two people. In his brown eyes were embers of worry, he didn’t let go, not even when she had forced a reassuring smile and tried to pull away from his grasp. “Nightmare?” He inquired, his eyes didn’t leave hers. It only then occurred to Halle that his eyes were bright, with no sign of sleep in them. Sunlight was seeping past t
THREE YEARS LATER... “I’m done for the night,” Halle announced, her eyes heavy with sleep and her shoulders slumped with exhaustion. She had succeeded in pulling off five all-nighters without passing from exhaustion or ripping out someone’s head from the annoyance of this cursed week.It was their boss’s birthday five days ago and he had chosen to make it a one-week celebration, Halle at first had considered her final exams and how much time she would need to read and prepare for them. That was until her boss, Gregory, told her the perks of working overtime.After considering the amount of money she would make from those five nights alone she accepted without hesitation but feeling the tremendous pain in her shoulders and thighs she was now beginning to regret her decision.“you’ve worked harder than you have in a long time, I feel like giving you a raise,” Gregory said humorously, his eyes holding their usual glint of lust as he spoke making Halle roll her eyes in exasperation.“Just
Halle’s apartment was only two years old, she was one of the first tenants to move in, the building called to her like a siren when she had gone house hunting, the apartment was bigger than the last one she left, it had more than enough space to contain everything she owned and even more. It had a living room and a bedroom separate, a big kitchen that could survive her working on her cooking skills, and despite it being way above her budget, she paid for it as a treat for herself…Greta began to visit more often after that, well that was until Simon came into their lives.Halle hated to admit it but the fact that her friend and boyfriend didn’t like each other gnawed at her, she’s tried so hard to finally make things work for herself and in turn also help them in as many ways as she could, couldn’t they both at least just be happy for her? Even though they had to pretend.Greta was well on her way to becoming a famous reporter, she uses that as an excuse now to stay away whenever she le
EMAIL SENT!Halle stared at the screen of her laptop for the longest time, she had just sold her soul… maybe she was overreacting…it wasn’t that bad.It was good money and if they gave her the job, shed be set for life, maybe one day after her graduation she would be able to go home, to her mother and show her that she could actually make something of herself, something great.By carrying another person’s child, came the nagging voice at the back of her mind.Halle had just sent out her application to the email address Simon had given her, filling up every information they had asked for and never hesitating as she pressed that button. Her teeth dug into her bottom lip as she began to question every single thing she’s been taught as a child.“Surrogacy is an honorable job,” Greta sighed, “I don’t understand why you look like you just signed a deal with the devil himself,”Maybe because she felt like she just did?Greta was here the second Halle sent her a text about the job offer and ev
Halle really wished she could enjoy her weekend as she had planned to. In her five days and nights of horror, Halle pictured herself constantly on her bed, in a warm bath, a hot bath…under a hot shower. Yet here she was, practically paralyzed from exhaustion on her bed and waiting for an email. It was a bright Sunday morning, the best day of the week for Halle as she had absolutely nowhere to go, there were no classes or shifts at the Matten Bar. Everything should’ve been perfect and relaxing but Halle found her mind drifting as she brushed her teeth, as she took a shower, and put on her clothes, she still thought about checking her email. It had only been a few hours, Halle managed to get proper sleep but not nearly enough considering the amount of sleep she had already missed out on in the past week. Greta and Simon had left sometime in the early hours of the morning, she knew because she felt a peck on her cheek ad remembered the scent of roses, Greta’s favorite scent. She had
Their coffees came before Halle could ask the thousand and one questions that were in her head. Marta stayed quiet, and elegantly she opened the cup of coffee that was brought in a ceramic china mug with a little lid on it and added two spoons of sugar to it, and stirred. It was only after she had put the spoon down and taken the first sip of coffee did she finally raise her head to look at Halle. Halle waited patiently, the steam coming from the mug in front of her warmed up her face and the scent of the coffee was strong, earthy...It was quality coffee, Halle could tell from the scent that assailed her nostrils and calmed her nerves. “Mr. Stone highly recommended you for this job Halle, but I had to do my research first and be sure you were the right choice, after all, this matter is of the utmost importance,” Martha said with a serious tone and then took another sip and let out a blissful sigh. “Is Mr. Stone the person in need of a surrogate?” Halle couldn’t help but ask, Martha