The Lost Weekend A Love Story Novels & Stories

On that Saturday, they made love in the main room, in the TV room, and in the kitchen. Afterward, they watched the sunrise while sitting on the edge of the pool, with their legs partially immersed in the water, before Harry returned to his own apartment. On Sunday, she suggested that they leave the house and go watch a movie at the cinema, followed by a snack at a café nearby.

I knew it was going to leave a love bite but I didn't care, he could leave them all over my body. Just as his tongue darted out and licked my tongue, an involuntary gasp escaped my lips. "Colton." My voice filled with lust that even I couldn't recognize. Colton looked deep into my eyes, his eyes darkened with the same amount of lust I felt, if not more. "When I get out of here, we are going to go away for the weekend. And I am going to make love to you so hard that you'll need a damn wheelchair. I am going to make you feel things you never felt babe."

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LENA'S POV The weekend air was warm and sweet, touched with the scent of blooming grass and the distant murmur of bees. The clearing we picked for our picnic was wrapped in soft sunlight, the kind of light that made everything feel a little less heavy. Kian and I had barely been official for a week, but there was something about being with him today that made the world feel whole.

Everyone here was content. I had my own cottage that I shared with Rosa and Adam. It was quite big with three bedrooms and the job we were offered to was growing crops in our backyard and gardening. Adam and I maintained the gardens in the billionaire's landscape. While Rosa became the Billionaire's secretary at his house. She got access to everything and she managed almost all the day-to-day operations on this island. A big price was given for all the efforts she had done. This was the privilege she had received after selling me off and working with those bad men. But we ended up living together and I could just look at her with disgust as she spent most of her evenings at the porch of the

he said, his voice filled with emotion. "I love you too," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. Derek smiled, and we shared a passionate kiss. The world around us melted away, and all that was left was the two of us, lost in our own little bubble of love. As we stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, I knew that our love would last a lifetime. We had found our perfect match, and we would spend the rest of our lives making each other happy. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the landscape. The air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers, and the sound of birds singing. It was a perfect moment, and I knew that I would always treasure it.

But indeed, she was the one who accompanied him in his good as well as hard times. They love each other and that's the beginning and end of everything. Whether it was Advaita or Yami, his love was pure. After all, it was him finding HIS LOST AMORE❤️. THE END ❤️

It was like a ballad, beautiful, painful and sexy at the same time. “Lea,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “I love you so much. I can’t lose you again.” I knew how vulnerable she was in that moment. I had to seize the opportunity. She looked into my eyes, her own splashing with tears. “I love you too, Jake. I never stopped. Even when everything was falling apart, you were always in my heart.” I kissed her deeply, pouring all my love, regret, and hope into that kiss. Our bodies moved together in a slow, sensual rhythm, each movement filled with a tender, aching need.

Weekends lost to errands and exhaustion. "You mean like a date?" She laughed. The sound surprised her. "When did we stop having those?" "When did we stop having a lot of things?" She reached across the table. Her fingers found his. "Then let's start again." That weekend, they went to a movie. Not a big deal. Just a movie. Popcorn. Dark theater. Holding hands in the dark like teenagers. She chose a drama. He would have preferred action, but he didn't complain. She cried during the sad part. He pretended not to notice. She caught him wiping his eyes too.

Our happiness today was in no small part due to their love, support, and sacrifice. Thanks to them, we could now live the love story we truly deserved. _THE END_