Markus
I’ve been nominated from the most prestigious award ceremony of the year and I feel no thrill about it, I feel like an empty vessel just going on with life. I dress up like a mechanical doll, I pose for the reporters like a mechanical doll, I even clap like a mechanical doll! The host of the event notifies that it’s time to announce the winner in my category and for the first time in days, I feel something like excitement bubbling up in my veins, I brought my brother to sit with me as family and one of the chairs allotted to me is empty because I gave the invitation to Lizzy but obviously, she’s not here. I have tried to not think too much about her in the past few days but at this moment, one of the most important moments of my life, it pains me to think she isn’t here to share this with me.
I compose myself as best as I can and straighten my posture even though from the inside I’m bursting like a fir
LizzyI have never been this happy for as long as I can remember, the four-letter word “LOVE” doesn’t scare me anymore, in fact it brings a sense of freedom now because I know that the man who captured my heart will never let anything or anyone break it. I know I’ll always be safe as long as I’m in his arms, I know I’ll always trust him more than I trust myself and I know I’ll always love him even if things might not work out in the future, which I think is highly doubtful.The night of the award ceremony, he drags me to his penthouse and makes love to me all night long until I have no energy to even lift my limbs. I groan when Markus lifts my limp body and mumble “where are you taking me?” I press my lips on his neck and kiss him lightly, he sucks in a breath before saying “you are making me hard baby” I giggle at that and rest my head on his chest. How could I ever live without this? T
Markus Two years later “Come on Lizzy, listen to me for ones and sit your ass down” I all but yell at her, she has become an even bigger pain in the ass since we got the news of her pregnancy. She huffs and sits down on the couch in our penthouse “fine! But if it doesn’t taste exactly like nana’s, I will drag you to Hamptons with me right at this moment” she says from her place at the couch. She doesn’t know I already asked nana to send me the recipe months ago, “okay my sweet wife” I smile at her from behind the kitchen counter and start preparing her favorite egg and beacon sandwich. We got married a year ago, when I proposed I wasn’t sure how to go about it, Lizzy doesn’t value money as much as she values emotion and hence it was difficult to come up with something she’d appreciate. That’s when I first spoke to her ‘nana’, she helped me plan an intimate proposal on my private yacht, just the two of sun and
Markus The intense smell of caffeine hit me in the nose like a turmoil and I blinked a couple of times before willing my eyes to open up. When my gaze landed on the clock near my duvet, I instantly shot up from my bed and picked up the coffee that was served. As always, I woke up before anyone and started my routine, morning jog at 4am, gym time at 5, breakfast at 6, then freshening up by 6.30am to leave for office. This is the life I signed up for when I decided I wanted to start a billion dollar company, the success of my company depends on me and I won’t let anyone down. To me, ‘work’ is my first and last priority everything else comes after it, everything except one person, my 5-year-old niece. She is my only source of happiness, every time I listen to her laugh my soul soothes and my mind calms down. I never really liked children, because of their screaming qualities but Emily, she’s different, she is like the rays of first sunsh
MarkusWe head to the movie theatre and she watches the movie with so much awe in her eyes, it is contagious, making it seem as if these characters are all real. “I took her to the movies” I say on the phone, I know I’m going to be in trouble for doing it again but I can’t help it and I don’t care. “Markus! What the hell dude, I told you not to give her everything that she asks, it’s for her own good” Lucas yells at me through the phone, “you know I can’t resist, she was smiling so wide at me I couldn’t say no and besides its already too late now” I say. He is quite for a moment and then he says “my little girl has you wrapped around her tiny fingers with just a smile? Who are you? What’ve you done to my all ‘business’ and ‘no play’ brother?” he asks and laughs to himself. I’m annoyed now, what does he mean ‘no play’? I get my fa
LizzyI walk back to my apartment, my thoughts wandering in the direction of the handsome stranger, his striking features and his piercing gaze I wonder how it would feel like to have his soft lips pressed against mine, or at least I think they were soft. Get a grip Lizzy! He isn’t going to come back anytime soon. I reach at my apartment building and sigh, my apartment isn’t anything big but it serves the purpose, living room, kitchen, bathroom and a bedroom, and that’s it, nothing more nothing less. I love my place it’s cozy and comfortable and the best part is, I don’t have to share it with anyone.I heave a sigh of relief and flop on the couch, I think about Mark and his physique and it instantly gets me hot. I walk towards my bedroom and bring out the big guns (I mean the vibrator) don’t judge me, I haven’t had real sex for around 12 months and this is the first time a guy has brought me to the brink of an
LizzyWhen I first realized someone was watching me, I did not expect it to be him, he was sweaty and it only made him look a hundred times more gorgeous. Even at this time of the morning he looks like a Greek God and his body screams ‘to be fucked’. Yesterday he had a suit on so I couldn’t see his forearms but now that they are on display, I can’t help but lick my lips. The bulge of his arms is so big, I wonder how they would feel under my fingers when we fuck? His lips are so full and kissable, I have to resist the urge to go over to him, throw my arms around his neck and kiss him to oblivion.My thoughts are interrupted when he asks me a question and I look like I’ve completely zoned out “huh, what did you say again?” I ask distractedly.“Oh I was just asking, how do you manage to get up so early in the morning because I thought only I could achieve such a feat” he asks with a grin o
LizzyFor a brief moment I thought I was hallucinating but when I blinked and he was still there standing in front of me with a teasing smile on his beautiful face, my heart squeezed. This is definitely a pleasant surprise, and is he teasing me? “Mr. Espinoza? To what do I owe this pleasure?” I say this with a sly smile and he rewards me with that charming grin which usually makes my knees weak. All the sadness I had when he said he had to leave and I thought he wouldn’t come back has been momentarily erased from my memory, the only thing or rather person I see right now is ‘Markus’.“What can I say, I’ll always be there for a damsel in distress, and do you need help with that?” he said, pointing at the heavy trays I was lifting. Honestly, I’m too tired to refuse any help from him so I take it, “I really wouldn’t mind an extra pair of hands” I give him an apologetic smile, I know h
LizzyI am such a bad person, I should’ve just gone for a date and then implied I wasn’t interested in him, but that would be wrong too. I think I did the right thing, ‘Markus is a nice guys he’ll find someone better than me in no time’ I think to myself but still a part of me wants him. I want to do everything I would’ve done if only I wasn’t scared of the heartache, I wasn’t always like this I lived in the moment until that moment became the most terrible one of my life and I couldn’t take it anymore.That night after I very politely refused Markus on his date proposal I went straight home and drowned myself in wine. How many genuine guys have I rejected in the past one year? And how many were as hot as Mark? I don’t know but what I do know is that it’s high time. I need to move on because Mark may not want me now but I need masculine support in my lonely life.I saw my laptop l