Novel & Cerita A Summer Affair Series

Summer nodded, holding a glass of water and sipping on it. Daisy knew it. Summer could be better than this, Daisy thought, raising her hand and poked Summer on the forehead. “Don’t be silly. You don’t have to do this because of Charlotte. You married him because you wanted the child, and this was something he promised you. Now that you two have divorced, Charlotte should rightly belong to you.” Her daughter had always been smart. But how could she be so confused about her own affair this time? Gently kneading her forehead with her hand, Summer slowly said, “Mom, I wish things could be this simple.”

The following day, Serenity presented Clara with the information she had gathered about Summer, specifically regarding her past relationship with Harry. Harry had fallen in love with Summer at first sight and had pursued her for a year. They eventually started dating, but not long before their wedding, Harry had second thoughts and wanted to call it off. Summer then got into a car accident with Harry's best friend, Nathan Gerhold. They were both in the same car, and Nathan sacrificed himself to protect Summer. Following the incident, Summer's mental health deteriorated, leading to her admission to a psychiatric hospital, while Harry went on to marry Joyce.

He took a step back feebly. “Samson Ardly, when Summer was kidnapped, what were you doing? As it seems, Summer never knew, not even until the moment she died.” Aaron sneered and subconsciously glanced at Benjamin’s hurt cheek. “I heard that you were keeping a mistress around in Country M. Summer was missing for a year. Did you really pay full attention to searching for her?” ***** Samson stared at Aaron in shock. He clenched his fists tightly. “She’s not someone important. Sum doesn’t need to know…”

She didn’t fall apart. Instead, she said quietly, “Then let’s show them who we are. Together.” He pulled her close, grateful—but even in her arms, he could feel the weight of the storm still hanging between them. Elsewhere, Julian lounged in his office, swirling a glass of scotch with smug satisfaction. The headlines were already spreading: "Old Flames Rekindled? Damien Sterling and Claire Blackwell Seen Late at Sterling Corp" "Sterling Legacy Questioned: Can Ava Sterling Outrun Her Past?"

A fleeting surge of adrenaline and heat that shouldn’t have happened in the first place. This was the right thing to do. I had to pull myself together and avoid him from now on. And who even knew if Ivan really had feelings for me or if it was just some thrill for him? He could’ve just been playing around. He’s still young, too young. He’s impulsive, and people his age feel things so intensely one day and forget all about it the next. Besides, I’m not staying here forever. Less than two weeks from now, I’ll be back in Manila. Back to reality. There’s no point in complicating things. Ivan will move on, and all of this will just be a strange summer memory we both pretend never happened.

But the bed was cold and empty, and she knew he was far away, at the Summerfield campus. D'Andre, Taylor, and Catalina were basking in the vibrant atmosphere of Summerfield University. They lounged on a bench, their eyes fixed on the spirited practice of the cheerleading squad. Taylor had his laptop open, attempting to multitask by reviewing a subject lesson for an upcoming quiz. As the cheerleaders performed gravity-defying stunts and executed synchronized routines, the three friends couldn't help but be drawn into the electrifying energy of the campus. The air was filled with cheers and laughter, a stark contrast to the heaviness that had hung between Maiari and D'Andre.

“Sorry, but we don't have time for this, Nathan you and Noah have to set up the barbecue. Liam, you go and bring in the bags from your car. Quinn, you go get a shower, and I’ll pick out an outfit for you. Summer gave up all our instructions then clapped her hands when we didn't all move fast enough. I ran up the stairs and into the shower, and I couldn't help thinking about how the last time I was in this shower, I was terrified to meet my mate, thinking it was Xavier, and now I could be wait to mate and mark with him. After my shower, I dried my hair and walked back to my room, well, the guest room. I‘m assuming I will be moving into Nathan’s room at some point, finding Summer flinging clot

The room melted into a chorus of awws. This is my life now, full of family, laughter, and love. And it all began in a summer like this one, two years ago. Today, another summer has brought me another miracle, and I know in every part of me that there’s no better forever than the one I’ve found here, with Liam and our children. My home. My heart. My happily ever after. Summer will forever be my favorite season.

"He served time in prison after Fiona pressed fraud charges against him. Upon his release last month, he began seeing a wealthy woman. In a public attack, his ex-wife hurled acid at him, leaving half his face disfigured." Frank spoke calmly, as if reciting a routine financial report. "He's working at a nightclub now, catering to clients with particular tastes." I gazed quietly out the window, taking a sip of my champagne. Outside, the sunset over Munisberg bathed Frostspire Peak in a warm, golden light. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was a message from my wife. "So, what are you craving tonight? I'll take care of dinner." In the photo, she held a freshly caught trout, our villa by the Swervan

Finn pulled out of Caitlin, watching as his cum leaked out of her well-fucked pussy. "Fuck, that was incredible," he said, his voice hoarse with exhaustion. Caitlin turned around, a satisfied smile on her face. "It was," she agreed. "But it's not over yet. We have the whole summer ahead of us, and I plan on spending every minute of it with your cock inside me." Finn grinned, pulling her into his arms. "I like the way you think, Caitlin. I like it a lot." And so began Finn and Caitlin's secret summer affair. They fucked in every corner of the office, their coworkers none the wiser as they sneaked off to empty conference rooms and supply closets. They couldn't keep their hands off each other,