When she escorted the priest out of the building, they said their goodbyes and she went back to the apartment. Through out the journey to the apartment, she had mixed emotions, she was scared and at the same time happy. She was scared because this might be the last time she'd get to see the man, she was scared because the man might decide to stay off and even end their friendship. She was scared because she didn't want to loose him, her handsome, bald priest. But she was happy at the same time. Happy because she had finally kissed him, she had finally let him know how she felt about him and though no words were spoken, she knew that the man was not daft and he had gotten the message that kiss passed across. She was happy because she had kissed the love of her life. She kept touching her lips, reminiscing about the feel of his lips in hers and the feel of his tongue rolling around hers. When she finally got to the apartment, she broke he news to her friend. She told Sarah everything

The church bell rang thrice, it was his turn. He rose from his seat when the church bell rang and started making his way to the wooden, brown colored confession box. He could feel the large number of eyes staring at him and he was sure they were wondering what crime a priest was going to confess. He was sure they were wondering if a priest was even supposed to confess? But he did not bother looking back at the people whom their gaze were on him, his gaze was far ahead. He wasn't in his priestly attire. He was wearing a blue jean trouser and a large white shirt. He got to the confession box and slowly, he went inside. The priest listening to the confessions could not hide his shock when he saw who entered his confession box next, he saw it but he did not care. He wanted go get things over and done with. When he had comfortably sat down, he broke the silence. "Forgive me, father. For I have sinned." He said, breaking the silence."Confess your sins, my child." The priest listening to

It was two months after she gave birth to Rachel that Bruno told her about his plan of asking Delores to be his wife. He asked to be helped and she had agreed to help him. To take Delores to the spot where he'd propose. And they were on their way, Delores was driving. Sarah had made sure the woman dressed gorgeously, dressed in a grey coloured, long dress. It was sleeveless and the bust was covered with diamond stones that glittered. Her hair was styled up perfectly and she had black, glittery heels on. her makeup was light."I can't believe you're taking me out for dinner, Sarah. What's the occasion." Delores asked when they were almost close to their stop.Sarah laughed. Heartily."I can't take my best friend out for dinner?" Sarah retorted when she was done laughing."Oh you can, I'm so gonna suck you dry tonight." Delores replied.Sarah laughed again."You're talking about my money right?" She asked.Realising what Sarah meant, Delores bursted out laughing too. The sound of the

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS 18+ RATED.The room was spacious and a King's size bed sat in the middle of it. The electric lights were off, only the multiple candles lit in the room provided a dim light. On the bed, rose petals scattered on the well dressed bed and Delores was on it. She was in a lying position, she was waiting for her husband. The wedding was over, the after party was over too. Delores and Bruno were currently at a hotel. Bruno's family had arranged their honeymoon and they were to spend a week at the hotel before they return home. Immediately they had arrived their hotel suite after the wedding party, Delores went into the bathroom to take a shower and when she was done, Bruno hurriedly went in after her. At the moment, she was lying on the bed, waiting for Bruno to come out of the bathroom and commence their honeymoon. ~~~~BRUNO'S POV~~~~I know what was going to happen after the wedding and i was nervous, extremely nervous. Even during the wedding, I kept experienci

The launch was about to begin and she was backstage, getting ready for her moment. She sat infront of a large sized mirror, her reflection staring back at her. She was not wearing any make-up but she look extremely beautiful regardless. She wasn't wearing any make-up because they were going to apply the new beauty products on her face so she had to keep her face fresh, she did. A month has passed since she arrived New York and the day for the brand launch was already there. So far, she was yet to see Ron and honestly, she wished she would not see him for the entire three months of her stay. She was yet to attract trouble to herself, she was living fine with her manager and her daughter. Speaking of which, she had enrolled her daughter into a nursery as soon as they arrived. She wasn't calm. No, she wasn't. She was scared that maybe, Ron Diego would attend the event. If that happens, he would see her and he was going to know that she was back. If he investigated further, he'll get to