All Chapters of Untamed: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

FRANK POV I left Raquel's place in the evening after receiving a call from Michael that he was coming over to my apartment. I was still furious at him for breaking Laila's heart. I had accompanied her back to the airport, and she had cried the entire way. Nothing I did could cheer her up. The most infuriating part was Michael's callousness. He hadn't even called to check if she was okay. For fuck's sake, she was practically a stranger in this part of the world. And Laila had kept ranting about how Michael told her he was in love with Raquel. I was convinced it was just his cruel way of getting rid of her for good. There was no way it could be true. Raquel was pregnant with another man's child. The only thing that made me uneasy was Laila's intuition—she was certain Michael hadn't been bluffing. I intended to get the truth from Michael tonight. Laila and I had been texting constantly since she left. Her depression seemed to have lifted, and she was fully back into her modelin

NELLY'S POV "I'm tired of waiting for you. It's always about Raquel. You don't even spend quality time with me anymore. You're always cutting our date short just to rush to Raquel's side. I'm giving you an ultimatum. It's either me or her!" Tony said coldly at the other end of the line. "Tony, please understand. Just give me some time. I will sort thin—" I couldn't complete my sentence before Raquel popped into the room, which made Tony end the call in annoyance. I had moved in with Raquel after the doctor warned her about her stress level. I thought it was a good idea to help her out, but it seemed it was causing unnecessary stress on my relationship. "What's wrong, dear?" I questioned when I noticed her facial expression. She had a deep frown indented on her beautiful features. "What's wrong with you too? You don't look happy," she questioned back, and I sighed in response. "Nothing I can't handle, dear. Now back to you. What is the matter?" I inquired. "Eugene has inf

Michael POV I arranged the slices of bread, the cup of tea, and the jar of orange juice on the tray in an attractive manner before heading to Raquel's room, where she was sound asleep. I could tell she was in a deep sleep from the way she was snoring softly. A soft smile broke across my face when she slightly turned in her sleep, uttered some incoherent words, and pulled the blanket around herself again. I carefully placed the tray on the bedside table and went to pull her curtain aside to allow fresh air into the room. I made an attempt to wake her but decided against it. Instead, I sat on the bed and watched her sleep. She kept smiling in her sleep, and that got me intrigued. I really wanted to know what she was dreaming about. I couldn't pinpoint what was so unique about her that she easily got me wrapped around her finger. It was a fact that she was incredibly beautiful, damn curvy, and smart. But I had been with women like that before and had always been in control. They alw

RAQUEL POV It had been three days since Michael came to live with me. He hadn't made any pass at me since he arrived. He treated me with respect and was incredibly nice to me. He wouldn't allow me to do any house chores and always woke me up for us to go for morning walks. I should have been happy with the development, but I wasn't. He was treating me like I was his sister, and I didn't like it one bit. I longed to see the passion in his eyes for me, but it wasn't there anymore. He never made an attempt to hold my hands during any of our morning walks. The annoying thing was him calling me "cute" when I tried dressing sexy for him. I was expecting "you look hot," not "cute." For God's sake, I'm not a puppy. I was standing in front of my vanity mirror, gazing at my reflection. I looked bloated, and I hated it. The pregnancy was taking a toll on my beauty. No wonder Michael was losing interest in me. I began to panic when realization dawned on me that I might lose him forever. I be

MICHEAL POV I was watching a sitcom with Thelma on my laptop after completing the painting, and we kept laughing. I couldn't remember the last time I had laughed this hard. Thelma kept leaning her head on my shoulder each time there was a funny scene. We were about to change the episode when she accidentally knocked the laptop down. We both quickly reacted and grabbed it before it fell. We turned simultaneously to gaze at each other, and I gave her an appreciative smile. I was about to place it back on the bed when Thelma wrapped her arms around my neck and attacked my lips. I hesitated before kissing back. She was lying on top of me now, and we were seriously making out. She quickly unbuttoned my shirt, and her hand began to roam over my abs. I was too engrossed in the kiss to notice her removing my shirt. I came to my senses when I felt her unzip my pants. Things were moving too fast, and I needed to stop her. "Thelma, wait!" I commanded, taking hold of her hand before it co