All Chapters of ALMS TO LOVE: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The morning sunlight crept in through the curtains, sending a golden glow creeping across the room. The air was hushed, serene..a contrast to the fiery night they'd shared. In the half-light, all was still, as if the world outside had held its breath, giving them freedom to soak in the silence of the moment.Fiona shifted first, her frame warm and loose against the cold sheets. She stretched out slowly, the warm, comforting bulk of Charles at her side anchoring her. The bed sheets had wrapped themselves around her legs, but she didn't care. She was not in any rush to shift, to shatter the enchantment that seemed to lie between them. Last night, they had discovered each other in a manner she had never known existed, and now, in the golden light of morning, there was a lingering sense of oneness between them that she did not want to lose.Charles, who was still sleeping next to her, moved a small bit. She gazed at him for an instant, her heart pounding in her breast at the sight of him.

He seemed different in the gentle morning light—more relaxed, less on guard. It was as if Paris had already done its magic on him, just as it was starting to do on her."So," Fiona said, breaking the easy silence between them. "What are we doing today?Charles shifted back in his seat, his gaze reflective as he gazed out the window. "We could just walk around the city, just enjoy the view. No itinerary, no stress. Just you and I."Fiona's heart skipped a beat at the idea. That sounded wonderful. "I'd love it," she replied, her tone airy and full of warmth. "Paris is even lovelier than I had dreamed.Charles leaned across the table and gave her hand a squeeze. "I'm happy you're enjoying it. I want you to get a chance to unwind. To have fun."Fiona smiled, feeling her chest warm at his words. She had never imagined herself as a person who could "unwind" so easily. But now, with him, it seemed possible.Following breakfast, they chose to

Suddenly, Marie gets a call from Candy's school informing her that Candy had an accident. She hurried back to school and took Candy to the hospital; she needs to cancel the flight.Marie's breath was taken in her throat as she listened to the words at the other end of the phone. Her mind was racing, her hand on the phone closing tighter until her knuckles were white."Miss, this is the school nurse. There's been an accident with your daughter, Candy. She fell on a field trip and is being transported to the hospital. We advise you to come right away," the voice on the phone told her, its tone measured but with an underlying sense of urgency.Marie's pulse raced as fear overcame her, taking the ice-cold calculation that had directed her movements just moments earlier. Candy—her little girl—was injured. She couldn't accept it. She didn't have time to think of anything else."Where is she?" Marie's tone was more commanding than she had ever meant to be, panic causing it to grate on her ow

As they strolled through the Parisian evening streets, the golden softness of lamps lighting up the cobblestones with long shadows, Fiona and Charles had settled into their stride. The hubbub of laughter from people passing by, the gentle thrum of a violin performing in a nearby square, the rustling of the leaves in the wind—everything seemed to call them further into the enchantment of the city. They were happy in their own bubble, enjoying every second without any interruptions, without the pressures that lay ahead of them back home.They came to a quaint little café on the corner of a quiet street, the kind with tables outside and sparkling fairy lights above. It was like something from a dream—intimate, warm, and cozy. Fiona shot Charles a mischievous smile, her hand still locked in his."Don't let this day ever end," she breathed, her words tender.Charles smiled playfully. "Why, you've hardly given me a chance to introduce you to Paris at all. We're just starting now."Fiona chu

In that clean-smelling room, in almost black-out, he dropped to his knees and pulled my dress up, sucking on my pussy with the hunger of a man who'd spent three days crossing the desert with no water. I slapped two very determined hands across my mouth to stifle my screams as I came, quickly, one after another after another, his tongue relentless… inside me, then slapping my clit, back inside me… licking the length of me. His big fingers came in now and then.I lost myself as he reminded me what passion is and when he had finally drunk enough of my nectar, he speared me open with the force of a machine until I needed his hands over my mouth too, or else I'd have definitely attracted the attention of staff or other party-goers. asking if I was alright.Sweaty, dripping with cum and tousled, I never went back to the bar. We sneaked out the back door, hopped in a cab and ended up here, in our hotel room.I can only attempt to explain our rightful meeting again after we returned to the ro