บททั้งหมดของ A Marriage To Cure A Broken Billionaire: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

The following day Dexter begins to stir, feeling uncomfortable. He sits up but with his eyes still closed. He rubs his neck, which had become stiff from lying on the couch. When his eyes finally opened, he got the shock of his life. The shadowy darkness had returned. Everywhere he looked in the cabin was ash-gray. He stood rubbing his eyes, blinking, and then reopening them. But the shadowy darkness remained the same. Finally, he rushed over to the bathroom to look in the mirror. He splashed water on his face several times, rubbing it into his eyes as if to wash the ash gray away! Everything was still that awful ash-gray color! "Why?" Never before has his lack of vision ever bothered him. But for the first time, it bothered him greatly! Dexter had never hated his eye condition in all these twenty-eight years until now. The heat of anger rushed to his head, and immediately, water welled in his eyes; looking in the mirror, he couldn't stop the waterfall of tears from streaming from t

Dexter had never driven in broad daylight without his sunglasses on. It was refreshing not to need anything over his eyes and not be affected. He had missed out on all the simple pleasures due to his rare color blindness. His color blindness is not your typical eye disease. Most people may be familiar with the disease, where you see limited colors. It's the one more common in males. Most people don't know that 1 in 12 men are color blind. The men with my rare case suffer in silence and keep it a secret. What most take for granted, like seeing the morning sun and watching the snowfall, are elements he's seeing for the first time.To be out today is perfect for grocery shopping. Once they make it to the store, he looks at Taesha's grocery basket, which consists of candy, ice cream, and junk food. On the other hand, Dexter's basket was filled with necessities like; vegetables, finely cut meats, seafood, bread, eggs, pasta, rice, wine, and other commodities. Taesha takes it upon herself t

Taesha didn't come out of the room for the rest of the evening. After Dexter had put the shoes in his closet, hoping to give them to her tonight. He fixed himself something to eat. "Why did I let her put my wine back on the store shelf? I could use something to drink to help me relax. I can be persuasive, charming, firm, stubborn, and prideful. I have even been told I'm an excellent singer and lover. But to scorn a woman or hurt a female intentionally that's not my style. I love and respect my mother too much to mistreat a female intentionally." Yes, Dexter didn't like having Taesha upset with him, and he was very sorry. It indeed was a mistake that he made. Dexter knew he had never met someone like her before. All the girls he's dated, though, only for a month. In this short period, he could tell she was vastly different from any girl he's spent and wasted time dating. Sure she had a temper that lit up like a firecracker at the strike of a match. But it was his fault, and she had

Dexter found himself standing here once again with this free-spirited soul in his arms. Loving how she teased and tormented his emotions—stirring his feelings into a storm wind. Taesha felt something she's never experienced too. It was like a whirlwind happening in her heart of emotions. They gazed into each other's eyes for far too long. Her arms moved up on their fruition around his neck, pulling him closer, making it more pleasant than the act swirling around her imagination. Beneath her arms, she felt the strength of his broad shoulders. She pressed against him with heated persistence. The delicious warmth of an aroused man, needing, wanting, and desiring her. Dexter's heart hammered as he caressed her lips against his, then his tongue slipped fiercely into her mouth. He was consuming her heart, soul, mind, and body. That's what she thought, 'oh, yes, consume me.' When those coherent words surfaced in her brain, he was sucking and tasting, savoring and enticing. Dexter was fall

Later that afternoon, Dexter put aside the song he had been working on. He looked at the time. It was getting late. His music still needed more work, but it would have to wait until he got more fuel and motivation. He goes and knocks on the bedroom door. Taesha gets up quickly, fixing her messy hair and smoothing it back in place to look presentable."What on earth am I doing?" She takes a deep breath before opening the door.When he lays eyes on her, he has to hold himself back, wanting to take and kiss her senseless again. But he forced himself to show some restraint and act appropriately. But his eyes couldn't help as he canvases her face and body and how she smelled. Her jogging suit hugged that sexy figure and how great her hair looked."Yes, what is it?" Taesha asked, noticing those piercing blue eyes again that felt like he was probing her very being.He tells her. "I'll be back a little later. I need some fresh air.""Alright," Taesha said calmly as if it didn't phase her.Whe