For the past five days, Julien's confusion rose to a final decision that he needs the job to progress. The night he told Monica all the insecurities he had made him look at her in a different manner. She was gone when he woke up. But the heat of the bed made him groan.Sitting by the kitchen counter Monica finally exhales the ragged breath she was holding while writing a resignation letter to the professional job. Her mind travelled through the memories she had with all of her colleagues and her students. She was happy. Julien didn't speak to her after that night. We had normal family gatherings and barbecues, and an outdoor picnic where her sister came with her date. They were so young and full of delight.And so on they acted like a couple making hard to progress the life given to them. "Hey" he whispers. Monica jerks when his breath fan on her earlobe. A growl escapes him. "You seriously planning on giving them your resignation letter?" Where does those talkings come from? They ar

Julien had all his meetings in the morning with Monica getting up without him beside her as she tried to coil herself into the sheets as she watched her trip over his shirt that he pulled off his body yesterday night. Her eyes zeroes as she looks up to him. His chest heaving with sudden nervousness. He knows she will be nervous too. His hair has been messy since he got up early to cuddle with her but making a first and such a bold move would make him a fool out of it.Monica fists the sheet between her fist when she finds Julien completely naked as he gets up and types something on the phone and then his eyes snaps on her covered shoulders. He had a grin on his face. His hands snakes up on her waist as he inhales the little breath he chose to exhale. His face lits up as her eyes catches him dragging his body down to pickup his shirt. "Don't worry, yesterday I was feeling a little hot." His voice hoarse from sleep. It makes her want to listen on a loop. He has such a masculine voice

Monica looked between both the brothers as they shared a glare with each other. Julien's, hands trailing up and down her back leaving a dreadful shiver as he turns to her and takes her to their assigned table. Viscont scoffs as a short girl with two glasses of wine approaches him and makes their way to Julien's table. Julien nods to someone behind her as Monica turns to look who was there. A old man dressed in suit smiles at him. Looking like a businessman or his business partner. Her focus turned to the girl dancing on the floor with three other mens. She have been in parties or reunions but not to a dinner where people acknowledges each other."It took two years to build this mansion," Julien drawls, but he is still grinning to the old man."Did this mansion get raided?" Monica asks.Julien looks up at her tapping the table. He leans in and fills her empty wine glass. Monica sensing some sensitive story around here. He shakes his head "you don't have to know about that." He says qu

Julien didn't find it boring when she told him all the facts that was called by Janice. He wasn't even upset about anything. He truly wanted to give her the best life a man can give. He simply got up from his place and hugged her from the back. It was the first time she felt so satisfied and soothing his arms tightened around her. Tears don't stop falling. He shifts and cups her cheeks and kisses her cheeks. Monica blushes as they both break into a laughter after so many months they are laughing sharing a bond with each other. After a few minutes there was finally some silence. Monica being in her arms and Julien being comfortable with all the weight she put on him. The room was quite and the lights already began to dim. Julien takes the initiative to break the silence. "Monica, I know this is something you should be hearing from my mother but it's me who will tell you something important and it's all for your sake. I can't love you like other mens out there but I can gibe you every

Julien was standing like he was struck with a shooting star. Suddenly, he remembered that he had a business to take care of in New York. "Perhaps." A step bought Julien closer to Monica. Her pulse sped up. "What?" Monica was now stumbling over her words."No no that can't be." "What can't be Julien, tell me you are just going to tease me.""Are you really that kind of child?" His sarcasm was enough for Monica to slap him in the face. She kept her hand close to her. The moment she loses her temper he is gone."What?" Monica screamed the moment Julien wrapped his fingers around her wrist and drew her close to him. Monica was too distracted by his sweet scent. His head dropped and soon his lips found her lips. It was just a soft kiss for Julien but for Monica it was her first kiss. All the things they did till now was all her firsts. In place of being shy she was a statue there. Julien felt the hot sensation in the air and he snapped out of her touch and stepped out of her place. His l