บททั้งหมดของ The shade of my love (BlackBook 2): บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

The sex was great. Mason was everything. Louisa felt as light as a feather and as happy as a child. Crazy how a man could make her feel so. Amalgamated positivity.After minutes of thought, Louisa concluded that she had been the mastermind behind her misery, hiding from herself the fruit of contentment in a bag of resentment.She adjusted her head on Mason's chest, a satisfied smile spreading across her face.It was okay to be mad but not to the extent of your detriment, especially when the strongest force of attraction existed between both individuals—Love.Louisa's smile widened. Her eyes were shut, nonetheless, she could feel Mason's stare on her face like sunbeams. His calloused fingers caressed her arm beneath the duvet cover. Her core still banged from the massive convulsing orgasm and it felt solely good that she would have no second thought if they were to embark on another journey despite her fatigue.He stopped his continuous finger games to pull her slim waist further into h

"You're ridiculous, you're fucking ridiculous, Conrad.""What is it this time?"A woman in black and red ombre hair tossed a phone to the red-haired man. He failed to catch the phone on time as it fell on the floor and cracked. "Who is she? You've been texting her since three days ago, isn't it?" Conrad opened his mouth to speak."You can't lie to me because the proof is right there in your phone, so tell me the truth." The woman yelled."Come on, Jenny, she's my coworker and nothing more.""You call your coworker gorgeous? Hottie? Sexy bomb? You never even call me that."Conrad gently approached Jennifer as a zookeeper will do to an escaped Leopard. "I swear, there's nothing going on between me and her. It happens that we call each other sweet names from time to time but there's nothing more to it. Nothing, believe me."He tried to touch her but was yelled at in return, "don't touch me! You're a bloody liar, Conrad." She pushed him to run downstairs."Jenny," Conrad called behind her,

"It still hurts, isn't it?""Badly." Dylan exhaled. On his way to Lydia's, he had seen Louisa and Mason from a distance cheerfully hopping into Mason's jeep. Credit to his gallantry to make sure she was secured in first.Why did that detail bother him? Because whether he did that or not, she won't come flying in his arms for severe reasons."I'm sorry." That's the most she could say. Dylan didn't respond. "Did she tell you...her brother wishes to help?"He had narrated to his sister about his encounter with Louisa days back after mentioning seeing the happy duo down the street."Why help?"Lydia lowered her head. Even though Dylan was closer to her than Levine and Max were, she still found him intimidating when talking about certain things for fear of not knowing how he'll take it. Especially since Corey came into their lives.She hesitated. "To reduce Corey's penalty.""Because that's what you want?" His voice rose slightly beyond normal.She remained silent for a bit. The only time D

Gianna had fallen asleep in the middle of a story her father narrated. A kiss and a good night wish crowned the event.Mason strode to Louisa's room afterward, the latter was changing into a tempting wine red silky nightdress. She flew her hair out of the dress's trapping neckline in a way that was not only alluring but dick-breaking. He stood there staring in awe."Is she asleep already?""Uh...yeah." He broke out of his daze and began discarding his clothes. A warm shower and a lower body cover—boxers—entitled him to the bed moments later, right next to Louisa.She laid her head on his chest, closed her eyes, and listened to the quietness of the room then to the melody of his heartbeat while he basked into the fragrance of her hair."How did your visit go?" He played with a red mop of hair between his fingers."Great. She's grown strong.""Yeah, I noticed that too. It's a good thing." There was a heartbeat silence."What about work, how did it go?"It was rare that they worked on Sat

Everything went on successfully.It was indeed true that happiness originated from a peaceful mind, accompanied by an entourage of sincere, positive energy from family, friends, and even strangers. Everyone's face was dazzled with smiles and laughter as plates and dishes were passed from one to another. The atmosphere was inundated with chatter about everything and anything.What more could one ask for?Zaphrina was barely thirty seconds into her meal when she noticed Ace's absence. She could swear he was present during grace but now where was he at?"Bread?" Louisa who was sitting beside her asked with a basket of buns. Noticing worry written all over Zaphrina's countenance, she asked, "What is it?"Zaphrina vacated her chair. "I'll be back, permit me."It was in the boy's room, after he had adventured in the playroom, that the young mother found her boy crying in an idle corner, his head bent to his knees."Ace, what is wrong, my baby?" She rushed to him and pulled him into her arms.