Anelia woke up with a start at the incessant sound of her phone ringing. She hurriedly dragged the phone off her the bedside table and smacked it over her cheek.   "Yes, yes I'm awake." 

Dexter had never in his life thought that he could feel so infuriated. Not even when his twin brothers ganged up on him just to prank him in their earlier days. Not even when his business tenders fell through and that was certainly a significant issue to boil over.  Ironically, the one time he truly was pissed off was because of a short thing who was surprisingly an ungrateful loud m

Anelia laid face down on the massage bed with soft hands kneading her back. It was a most relaxing experience, one she had never had the privilege of having all her life. At first, she had most certainly been guarded despite the fact that the person that was executing the job was a masseuse.

Her stomach felt giddy as she sat next to Dexter in the limousine. The car was nothing like the cars she had been in. Everything was foreign yet a sight for sore eyes and she was trying her best to not gawk at the interior.  Dexter, on the other hand, looked every bit the Alpha male he was and most importantly, completely comfortable. She could feel his eyes on her and gulped. The pa

“What am I supposed to say to him?” Anelia whispered to Emma as they slowly walked down the stairs.