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Ophelia“You need to stop this,” I summoned the strength to push past him, grabbing a dishcloth to occupy my shaking hands. “Stop what?” he asked, his tone too casual, too calculated. “This. Whatever game you’re playing.” I turned to face him, forcing my voice to stay steady. “One moment, you’re cold and distant, and the next, you are doing this.” Ryder didn’t move, but his piercing gaze seemed to pin me in place. “Maybe I’m not the only one playing games, Ophelia.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” I demanded, clutching the dishcloth like it was a lifeline. “I am not the one that brought another man into the house without my concept,” he said, his voice sharp. “He is all over you, so now tell me, what game are you playing?” I scoffed in disbelief as he finished talking “He is my friend, just a friend,” I said, emphasizing it. “You know what, think anything you want to think” I turned back to the sink, determined to focus on anything but him. But Ryder didn’t leave. Instea

Ophelia“I love my ring so much, it is beautiful,” Lily said, looking at her finger, admiring it.“It is beautiful. He was scared if you were going to love it” I told her, placing my hand under my head.“I would have loved anyone he picked for me,” she said, sitting down and facing me.“I know you would” I gave her a teasing look. “You love him after all”“Are you alright?” Her voice became serious. “What do you mean?” I asked, confusion taking over my features.“You look different, I don't know. You smile, but your smile isn't reaching your eyes,” he said, looking at my face.“I am ok; I am just trying to adjust to this world,” I told her, not wanting to dwell on my feelings.She didn't believe me but she didn't intrude.“Let's go on a double date” she suggested. “I haven't met your husband yet”"I don't know," I replied, not sure if Ryder would accept to go. "Tell him it is for me," she teased, winky confident in her charm. "I promise not to embarrass you… much." I laughed shor

Ryder "I don't want to move," she whined, continuing to stand still. We were just going to leave the restaurant, and Dave had to take Lily home with much ado; Ophelia was being difficult as well. "Ophelia, we have to go home," I told her, trying to reason with her. "I don't have a home," she gulped and sat back down in her seat. "The house is too cold for me. It is not my home." "But Ryan is there," I said, and her eyes lit up. "I miss him so much, my little champ," she said, hugging herself. Suddenly, she burst out laughing in no time. Nobody was in the restaurant; if there was, it would have been a story in every news media the next morning.“Are you really taking me on a honeymoon?” She asked, looking at me with her brown orbs.I nodded and a frown masked her face. “Nothing will happen there, right? You don't want me, I disgust you”“Ophelia stop this, and let's go,” I said, but she shook her head."Why don't you like me, Ryder?" she explosively asked, her voice going up wi

OpheliaI have been avoiding Ryder since the night of the restaurant, afraid of confronting him, but I knew it was not possible, especially when he was making every move to talk to me.We were on the plane on our Honeymoon, but he still hadn't told me where we were going, and I didn't know how to ask.He was sitting a little far from me, working on his laptop while I was reading a novel. My eyes met his for a moment before I removed my eyes and returned my gaze to my book but nothing I was reading was registering in my head.“Are you okay? Do you need anything?” His voice reached me and I looked at him again. He had closed his laptop and was now standing close to meAs if my stomach knew what was happening, it rumbled loud for him to hear, and my checks hit up. “I am hungry” he smiled and sat on the chair next to me, pressing a button and speaking to it. “I need a flight attendant here now” he ordered.Within minutes, the flight attendant came in with a bottle of wine and two cups.

OpheliaImmediately, the words left my mouth; I knew I meant it. I wanted him, every part of him. I was just teasing him, but the look of desire on his face stirred up my desire.It didn't take him any minute before he pulled me from my seat and pressed his lips to mine. He didn't wait for me to respond before he started attacking my lips with passion and heat I didn't know existed. His mouth tasted like the sweet wine we just drank and he pulled me more to him.“You drive me crazy.” His voice held longing, desire, and hoarseness in it. He placed a lingering kiss at the junction of my neck and shoulder and I angled my neck to give him more space. He placed wet kisses all the way to my ear.“Do I?” I murmured breathlessly.“Yes, you do.” He grazed my bare arm with his fingers while his mouth continued its torture behind my ear, building more tension in my belly.“Oh…” I whispered under my breath at the sudden onslaught of pleasure.He carried me, and I wrapped my legs around him as he