All Chapters of No Strings Contract : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

KILLIAN I felt really terrible after Eve told me about her childhood. If there was a way I could go back to the past and fix it, I won't fucking hesitate to do that. The pain in her eyes while she spoke, even though she was a bit tipsy, pricked on my soul. Her not knowing who her father was as a result of her mom having a one night stand did not make her less of a human. She went ahead to tell me how her mom started drinking and taking drugs, leaving only her to fend for both of them. Talking about how she worked three different jobs to take her mom to rehab. Glad that her mom was perfectly okay and sober now.Funny enough, Eve did not like she had passed through what she just told me. She covered it so well with her lively and cheerful self. She wouldn't have told me this if she wasn't drunk on the Irish whiskey. "You must think of me as a weak girl with a troubled past." She giggled between slurred words."No, not all, babe. I know, not just think, you're one of the strongest w

EVELYN Oh.My.God.This felt surreal. Like a dream come true.I had chills when the moment I stepped inside the theatre with Ian down to the very last show. I felt my eyes water when the orchestra performed... Jeez, it was pure magic. How would forget the musical, the recitals or even the ballet? I did not fail to take videos with my phone.As for Ian, he was already used to a place like this so he wasn't as intrigued as I. His eyes were either on his phone or on me most of the time.When the show came to an end, I wasted no time in putting my arms around him, hugging him."Thank you so, so much. This is my best night so far.""You're welcome, babe."I tightened my hug as a response."I will prefer you hugging my waist this way when we get home." He teased with a low chuckle. "Let's go home, babe. I want to have my best night too.""Caveman." Ian and I could not keep our hands off each other when we got to his car."Let's have some patience, Ian till we get to your house.""Little

EVELYN Three days later and I haven't recovered from what Ian did to me. I just be randomly doing anything and I suddenly start having x-rated memories of him fucking me in front of a mirror.The day after our fucking spree, I could not walk properly. My thighs were weak so I chose to stay inside my room for the most of the day. I would not want the house keepers giving me weird eyes or asking what's wrong with my legs.The man who almost made me crippled wasn't affected one bit. He looked perfectly normal with his usual sly smile on his face."Babe, how are you legs now? You have been staggering for two days now. Did I fuck you that bad?" Though his expression looked serious, I could hear amusement in his voice.Already dressed for work, he was in my room, sitting on my bed. "Get out." I playfully smacked his shoulder."Seriously, babe. Do they need some massage? My hands are very good." He ran one of his hands on my legs."I'm okay, Ian. Pretty sure we both know what will happen d

EVELYN "Is it because I haven't been fucking you every night with an eleven inch sized cock?""Ava, my goodness, tone it down. We're in a public space." I tried to shush her while looking at round the restaurant.After Ian had gone to work, Ava suggested we hung out today since she haven't seen each other in a while.Currently, we were at a having lunch at this fancy garden diner. I told her I was finally going to put my relationship with Ian in the new book I was working on after Ian's advice last night...and this best friend of mine was crashing the fuck out because she was the one with the idea first."When I brought up the idea, you were all nah nah, not good, very terrible, but your Irish boyfriend says exact same thing and you jump in head first, no sorry, should I say pussy first." She sipped her drink after."Okay, fine, I'm sorry, baby," I tried to keep a serious look, knowing deep down I wanted to laugh out loud. "I wasn't in the right state of mind.""And his eleven inches

EVELYN Ian and I were back to his house after spending three days of hot bouts of sex at his cottage at Wicklow. "Are you going back home for Christmas?" Ian asked while I was stretching my body on a yoga mat. We were having an early morning workout at the gym.I was dressed on a grey sports bra and matching high waisted leggings. My interim Greek god of a boyfriend chose not to give me a breathing space by wearing only a pair of shorts. "Nope, why do you ask?" Taking a deep breath, I sat up and leaned forward slowly in a stretch, the tips of my fingers touching my toes."Wanted to be sure you won't be going home," he answered. "Since you're going to be here with me for the holidays, we will be leaving for Dublin by tomorrow. I apologize if I'm saying this impromptu.""Our seventh trip?" I was rubbing my hands together, warming them up, two lightweight dumbbells in front of me."The rest of the trips. We would be staying there for the remaining period we would be together. I have t