《COMPLETED - EDITED》
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A Story of two independent businesses. Getting their fates tied by their fathers to make a stronger alliance.
But it was never meant ...
...to be like this
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Will Aideen Mara, l...
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Energy –
Lust –
Panting –
Heat –
Was a thing I would get from many men I would have slept with – but him. They would fuck me for their pleasure – but him. Fucking me until I bleed from the rough sex – but him.
All the men wanted was to cuddle after sex, making sure all their needs were met afterwards – but him.
He is just like them.
Rubbing my legs together, they felt slippery. It's just the moisture between my legs from the heat, I thought. I picked up a pillow from the side, placing it between my legs as I slept.
It never went away?
"Ughh!" I grunted sitting up, throwing the sheets off my body to inspect why my legs were so slippery – Fuck! I forgot.
I was on my period; remembering I slept with my husband on the first night I stayed here – It was never meant to be like this.
I drove back into the bed, grunting into the pillow – how can I be so stupid! Rolling out of bed, I fell onto the floor – face first. Jolting up to make sure no one was around watching me act like a child.
Being a child now and then is okay. Helps bring pleasure to my inner child. The inner child wanted a childhood that was taken away from her. But as an adult, I need to push her away at times – I am sorry I run away.
Sitting up, I looked around and saw I was in Harrison's bedroom. This fucking man and black.
Using the bed to get up, I walked towards the window through the doorway gap, walking into the bathroom. "Turn on" The rain head turned on. Looking at the mirror, I saw my sweatpants and – my favourite fucking lace underwear – was ripped between my legs. Taking all my clothes off I stood under the shower, cleaning my body and the mess between my legs
My period always makes me fucking horny. I would go get drinks and then have a one-night stand and walk back home as if nothing happened.
But this time - something did happen – I slept with my future husband, and I loved it.
"Turn off" After finishing up, I wrapped myself in a red towel out from the cabinet so that my blood would not get on a white towel. Using a white towel, wrapping my hair over my head. I removed his sheets with my blood, taking my blood-filled pants and sheets downstairs.
I might not be all prim and proper; like Harrison, but when it comes to common decency and courtesy – I am well diverse in that. Like messing on your sheets is not a big deal but messing on my husband's sheets - is kind of a big deal
Standing my pride and what dignity I had left, walking down the stairs to see Harrison standing behind the island looking towards the TV across the room. Standing there in black sweatpants, exposing his fully inked – SHIRTLESS CHEST.
"Oh, for fuck sake, Harrison. Put on a shirt!" I said rolling my eyes at him, blowing him off "Good Morning to you too". Takes a sip of his coffee, rolling his eyes back to the TV.
Walking to the door opposite the wine wall; in the dining room. Walked into the scullery, putting the bloody clothes into the washing machine; throwing a pod in and on it went.
Unwrapping my hair, I hung the towel on the rack inside and shook my hair out. Walking out, holding the red towel around my body and see pendjo leaning against the island starting at me with a raised bow.
"What?" I snarled at him, closing the door behind me. "How is shark week?" he spoke looking me up and down – How does he know what that is?
"Excuse me?" I questioned his man's audacity "Aideen, sweetheart –" He pushed himself off the island " – Being part of this industry. The slightest smell of blood can trigger our noses. No one is dead. So, there is only one conclusion. Plus, I ate you last night and you don't taste bad" he spoke in a cocky tone, smirking.
My heart dropped to my pussy, remembering how he touched me – God he is something different. "Uh-Uhm. W-what?"
"Aw, the poor thing is speechless –" He walked closer to me " – Does your pussy remember how it felt? How good do you feel?" Our faces were inches apart. His with a smirk, mine, frown down; challenging each other.
"Anyway sweetheart –" Did this man just boop my nose as he turned around? " – Do you need anything to help?"
"Yes actually. Thank you" I spoke smiling with enjoyment.
"Okay then. What is it that you need? – A divorce" My smile faded away into a serious stern. His headshot to mine, stunned. "Damm, that was not what I was expecting. Unfortunately, love, we are not married yet. You haven't signed the papers?"
