Amour Triangulaire Novels & Stories

lots of love, amara<3

However, her three beloved husbands were currently fast asleep. Ann deliberately didn't wake them up for fear of not getting out of her bedroom. However, her husbands were so naughty and passionate that the triplets almost spent most of the time making love with Ann in the room if the opportunity arose. Ann wanted to take a walk to enjoy the scenery on the cruise ship. That's why she sneaked out of the room quietly and decided to go for a walk alone.

"You can't blame me either, Damien. Your long list of girlfriends and relationships is not easy to look through without a doubt. You... Made me go insane because I really love you— and I was angry. I can't really help but think you were cheating on me. It's really... Um, really difficult to believe that you love me. " "But I really do." She was playing with the hem of his collar when Damien slowly offered. His fingers went under her chin as they made her look into his eyes. The room was thinly dim and the wheezy rush of winds provided the atmosphere a thrilling yet romantic touch. And when Damien's hold around her waist tightened and the grip on her chin became kind of rough, a moan escaped

He informs, his voice sounds calm with a mixture of nervousness. I am just staring at him dumbfounded. I didn't utter a single word. I couldn't comprehend what he's up to. "See, I won't Apologize for what I did to you. As I already did and I know my sorry doesn't value anything for you, but... can you try to look past whatever happened. This white rose is for you as a token of peace. I have severe anger issues, many times I do things in the heat of the moment.From now on I'll try to control it. But.. can you at least try to forget. " Aaron says, looking straight into my eyes. His eyes and words are proof of his sincerity but...

30 minutes later they take a shower together to rinse away chemicals that might be left on their skin. Amaro dried Kashmir’s hair and brushed it; he just wanted to pamper Kashmir. Since he had been away for a 4 day business trip in Paris, pampering her is one of his ways of making up for her. Amaro understands that Kashmir wants him and not the material things he can give her. Kashmir wants his time, his love.

Maami cleared her tears as she heard the front door opening. "Maami." Afrah ran into her Mother's arms as tears cascaded down her face. "My dear are you okay? Did he do anything to you? Tell me please." Her Mom urged. "Maami....he didn't do anything. He wanted to touch me but the police arrived there at that instant. He said that my marriage won't last and it's better if I marry him before he ruins it. I don't love him Maami. I don't. Turad is the one I love and no one else. I am glad that I didn't stay for another second with him. Oh Maami!"

He angrily said I bite my self trying to calm my self not to cry but my tears didn't lessen to me and they keep falling. "Is it my fault to love you!" I shout at him "come on wake up Jenny, you don't love me, you just love me because Gelo and I are had the same face" Is it really hard to believe that I love him? I love him not because he's my husband's twin but I love him because he's so good and kind to other people so I can't help myself to fall in love with him.

Amara's POV The dawn broke softly over the horizon, painting the sky in hues of rose and gold, the light filtering through the dense canopy of pines surrounding the lake. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of dew-soaked moss and the lingering musk of last night’s intimacy. I stirred slowly, my body deliciously sore, every muscle reminding me of the triplets’ fervent touches, their whispered vows, the way they’d reclaimed me under the moon’s watchful gaze. Wrapped in their warmth, I felt like a treasure guarded by three wolves, their bodies a fortress of muscle and devotion.

Ava sat across from Damien in the dining room, the wealthy atmosphere of her surroundings starkly contrasting the tension in the air. Damien was reviewing a document on his tablet, his expression was sharp and unreadable as always. Ava shifted uncomfortably in her seat, waiting for him to speak. Finally, he set the tablet down and looked at her. “There are some things we need to clarify.” Ava frowned slightly. “More rules?” “Precisely,” Damien replied without hesitation. “This arrangement is strictly transactional. I don’t want you getting any ideas about what this is. You’re playing a role, and nothing more.”

"Enough with the act! Everyone knows your mom is a professional swimmer. There's no way a little wave could have drowned her. Even if you're trying to play the victim in front of me, I won't just let this matter go so easily. "I have zero tolerance for betrayal. The woman I marry must be fully devoted to me and put me first in everything. You've really disappointed me." Even after his harsh kick, my mother didn't respond in the slightest. A flicker of uncertainty flashed through Adrian's eyes, and he hurriedly crouched down to check on her. His childhood sweetheart, Vivian Sinclair, stepped in front of him. She shifted her gaze to my mother's pale face before letting out a mocking laugh.