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"Hi." Mayleen greets me the moment we walk in, embracing me in a bear hug. I missed her so much. I did not have a chance to say hi to her yesterday. But all the same, we have forever to ourselves, and the thought of that excites me. "Are you alright? Well, aside from the obvious on your face, are you okay?" The worry in her voice speaks volumes. It's really funny how my relationship with her turned out to be, and I am so grateful. Who could have thought, right? This is one of the unexpected things that happened. Gia and Mayleen become best friends. Thinking about it, it sounds like the eighth wonder of the world."No hidden scars, and no broken bones. I'm fine, Mayleen. Wait, do you prefer Mayleen or Sheryl?" I ask."Well, whichever you are comfortable with. But I think I prefer Sheryl more. That is my real name after all." She says."It's Sheryl then. I really have to try and get used to it. So, how are you?" I ask. "Stress-free. All good. All peaceful. Thanks to you. And I am not t

I open the car window on my side as we start driving in through the familiar street. The fresh and cold evening breeze is slapping my face as it starts filling the car. I take in a good amount of it and breathe out as much while my eyes wander in the beautiful green environs as we pass through. It's such a beautiful place, and I would still be peacefully living here with my family if someone didn't mess with us."The connection is bad. I can't connect the GPRS anymore." Deep says."I am sorry; that is how remote this place is. All in all, it's home, and home is always the best place. I will give you the direction from here." I say."Alright. Are you okay, though? You've been quiet all through the drive." He asks."Yeah, I am good." I give him a reassuring wink and a small smile while he presses my hand with his. He has been holding my hand since we started the journey from the city, and not even for a second has he let go of it. I am not complaining, only that this feeling of our cont

"Relax, Gia Wilsons! That hot sin in your bedroom is just messing with you." I murmur to myself as I make my way to the kitchen.Yeah, that should be it. He just wanted to get a reaction from me. That's all. He is just pulling my leg. He knows his spell-binding beauty scares me, and that is the only reason he said that. Just to scare me. What else? Nothing, right? I don't know why I am finding it difficult to believe in my own words, but at least I can trust that Deep is decent enough not to walk in front of me naked. I am sure he can't. He was just pulling my leg. I mean, no, I can't get that picture.I open the fridge and start taking things out one by one. I don't know where I got that absurd excuse of coming to the kitchen to look for something to cook when I knew very well that everything should be spoiled by now. More than five months is a long time. There is nothing that can save us here except the eggs that were not in the fridge and a packet of pick 'n' peel that has turned i

A soft kiss on my forehead just disturbed my sweet sleep. I groan as I peel my eyes lazily. They still feel heavy and dizzy, and my whole body feels so tired, and someplace down there is painful and sore. I can feel the irritating itchiness of the soreness. My! Is this how sex feels afterward?Last night was crazy. It was a night full of lust, passion, and utter madness. We were both so wildly uncontrollable. The charm was so irresistibly strong. The urge was so strong. It couldn't have been prevented. The desire was burning us without mercy; we couldn't let it consume us. So we dove into the world of the magic of burning pleasure and sin. We swam in the ocean of the madness of sex. We tasted the mind-bogglingly juicy, sweet sin. We both willingly surrendered our bodies and practically our all to each other, and the night was like no other. It was memorable. It was terrific. It is incredibly sweet and mind-clogging.If that was a message he wanted to put across—that he indeed is irres

I am leaving my beautiful home, but I will return. I will not say soon or when exactly, but I surely will. I will not just return alone, but next time I visit, hopefully, I will have news about my father, and Grace too will be with me. Hopefully, because that brat is such a hardcore. Hope is all I have, all I am carrying, and I am not letting go of it.I drag my unwilling, lazy self to the car where Deep is waiting and hop in. This foul mood between us is killing me. But what can I do to help if I am the problem? I see him, and I remember that passionate night. The electric jolts of his soft touch on my bare skin are yet to vanish. I look at him, and I remember how childishly I acted yesterday morning. My jealousy and outbursts are not in any way justified. I know I have no right to ask him anything, even if I run into him with another woman this very minute. I allowed everything that happened. I did not ask questions before, and I shouldn't do it now. I don't know why my mind can't e