Chapter One Hundred and Sixty - Tavisha

I knew the minute he touched me, I would give in. I was desperate for his touch; it was so difficult keeping up my anger when all I wanted was his strong arms around me. I knew it had not been his fault; what happened had been a terrible accident, my allergic reaction unforeseeable. It was my own pettiness that had fired my anger and kept it going when all I wanted was to feel him inside me. So, when he kicked my door down, I was secretly thrilled; I loved it when he got all macho and dominant and only just hid my smirk when he did not notice I barely fought back. When his touch set me on fire, my body responded instantly, and when he entered me, I climaxed so hard and so fast I literally saw stars.The rest of our honeymoon goes without a hitch; the sex is incredible, on the beach, in the sea, in every room in the villa, on every surface. We couldn't keep our hands off each other as our relationship healed. When we returned home, he met with his Officers without me; I told him I h

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty One - Maxime, Epilogue

One year later.I gazed out of the patio doors of our new home. We had decided that we couldn't find a place exactly the way we wanted our home to be, so I bought this stretch of coastline and commissioned a large, airy villa to be built. It had been completed a month before our son Jean-Paul was born, and now I could watch my beautiful wife as she fed him out on the patio with the waves chasing each other as the tide came in. The scene was unbearably touching; Tavisha wore a flowing gypsy style white summer dress, and her pale golden hair hung almost to her hips, blowing gently in the breeze. She had pulled the top of the dress down so Jean-Paul could latch on to her nipple and suck greedily; he was a hungry little tyke for sure, and I actually felt a stirring of jealousy at the way he got to tug on those hard little buds and for the moment I could not. As if she could sense me watching her, she looked up at me, her silver-grey eyes glittering because she knew exactly wher

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Two - Tavisha, Epilogue

It could only happen to me.I was absolutely furious, but Maxime was delighted.The first time we had sex after I had birthed Jean-Paul, I conceived again. I did not want this baby. When I began to feel unwell in the mornings and took the test, I stared at the two lines in disbelief.'No, no way could this be happening to me. Not again.'I thought angrily. I wanted my life back. I had just started training again with the Unit, and this was going to spoil everything. Without telling Maxime, I made an appointment at the clinic under my maiden name. Nobody needed to know. I would have other babies in the future after a suitable lapse of time; I was only twenty-two, plenty of time to get pregnant again. It never occurred to me to share my decision; as far as I was concerned, what people did not know could not hurt them.

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Three - Maxime Epilogue Two

'No, Maxime, you don't love me. You don't even respect me. I am not your equal because I am a woman. You have taken away my autonomy, my basic rights as a human being. You think this is because of my 'hormones', because I am ' hysterical.' You believe you can force your will onto mine because you are bigger and stronger and you know what is best. So, go ahead, kick down the door; it's your house after all, I am just your reluctant prisoner. You will be hearing from my lawyer directly; until then, I would be grateful if you left me alone.'She turned and went back into her room, leaving me with my heart shattered into a million pieces.'How could this have happened? Only this morning we had made love and talked about asking my parents to watch Jean-Paul while we went to Paris for a long weekend.'When the Supreme Commander had ordered me down to the clinic, I never in a million years expected to find Tavisha there about to abort our unborn child. All I knew was that I had to stop her

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Four - Tavisha. Epilogue Two

I stood in the doorway watching the man I had loved with all my heart shatter into a million pieces as he held the court papers and his eyes lifted to mine, tears streaming down his cheeks. 'Are you really going through with this? After everything we meant to each other?'I stared at him, the ice around my heart sealing it shut at his words.'You should have thought of that before you stripped me of everything, Maxime. You did this. You destroyed us. I hope you can sleep at night.'I turned and walked slowly up to my room. I was so weak I could barely stand, but the thought of food had me bending over the toilet, heaving my stomach up. Looking down at the family, something inside me withered and died. What was the point of fighting them?

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Five - Final Epilogue

Ten years later.The sound of running through the villa made me look up from my laptop, smiling at the golden-haired boy who raced inside.'Papa, Papa, they're here.'He grinned excitedly at eleven-year-old Jean-Paul, who was growing into a handsome, caring young man, and looked at me with his mother's silver eyes. Almost immediately, his little sister Jayanne-Melissa, already becoming a stunning beauty with her mother's pale ash blonde hair and my brilliant blue eyes, panted out of breath. She was only nine years old and didn't have her brother's long legs, and she had her small arms crossed over her chest, pouting miserably.'Not fair, he always gets to tell you first.'Tears shone in her beautiful eyes, and I instantly stood and swung her into my arms, kissing the top of her head.'Should I break his legs so you will be able to beat him?'She giggled prettily as I strode towards the villa's main doors. 'Don't be silly, Daddy, you can't hurt Jean-Paul, that would be mean.'My heart