GENEVIEVEAs their journey continues, the young couple's love story becomes a shining example of the enduring power of passion, commitment, and shared dreams. It is a story of love that evolves and deepens, becoming a treasure to be cherished.With the passing of years, their passion transforms into a rich and profound connection. Their love is a wellspring of strength, providing unwavering support through the challenges and triumphs of life. The ardor that once defined their youthful days is now a steady flame, radiating warmth and stability.Their desires, though they have evolved, are as powerful as ever. Their longing is not just for the touch of a hand or the taste of a kiss, but also for the companionship, shared adventures, and the knowledge that they are on this lifelong journey together. It's a love that has transcended the confines of youth, deepening into an unbreakable bond.In the face of life's trials, their passion remains a source of solace and inspiration. It serves a

DANIEL“I thought you would not survive Mrs. Van Winter.”I glare at my nephew as he slides on top of the conference table, facing me. The other partners left, but he stayed behind to play the bastard role.“You knew she was coming and did not tell me?”He raises his hands in the air. “Hey. I only got the call after she left. A furious one at that in all of Mrs. Van Winter’s snobbish glory. She kept asking if I knew and then said of course I did and that I should bear the consequences if this becomes public and all that fun stuff. But most of all, she was royally pissed that “the little girl” kicked her out. Ginny really did that?”“Genevieve. The name is Genevieve.” And she did. She kicked out my mother even though she’s not the type who shows rudeness without a reason. Despite her smart tongue and sass, she’s not an antagonist. But she has a strong sense of justice and that is what pushed her to talk to Mrs. Van Winter that way.I have been in a gloomy mood ever since she left this

“My evening, Dan. I was having fun until you showed up.” I am feigning nonchalance and lying through my teeth.No, I wasn’t having fun. I was miserable and headed down a path I did not like even in my intoxicated brain.“You were having fun grinding against those kids and I ruined it, is that what you are saying?”“We…were dancing.”“I saw your ass and stomach rubbing against their fucking dicks, Genevieve. There was no fucking dancing involved.”“Maaaybe.”“Did you like it?” His voice is calm, but his entire body is tight, especially the hand on the steering wheel. That strong, veiny hand that I dreamt about when he wasn’t there.“Did I like what?”“Humping them, gliding your body against their dicks and turning the two of them so fucking crazy with lust that they would’ve taken you on the dance floor. Did you like it?”“Maybe I did. Maybe I am a slut.” I throw his jacket to the side, still high on the alcohol-induced adrenaline.I remove my seatbelt and close the distance separating

GENEVIEVE’m in a courtroom.I mean, yes, I have been inside one before when Dad takes the lawyer mic. He’s a witty but very sharp lawyer, the type whom everyone pays attention to when he speaks.But I have not done it since I became Dan’s intern. He said I wasn’t ready back then, but today, he just stood beside my desk and said, “You are coming with me, Shaw.”It is kind of hot when he calls me by my last name at work.They still do not know we’re married, because I kind of begged Chris after I apologized for what I did to him and Alex that night a week ago.He totally spilled it to Jane, though, albeit accidentally. She looked at me weird, but she promised to keep my secret, too. Now, I feel a bit more at ease that I can talk freely with them without feeling like I hold the keys to some intelligence stuff.Chris still does not understand why I even have feelings for Dan, but Jane does, and that is okay. It is also okay if no one else understands, like Dan warned me.The morning afte

Jeez. Debra is a bitch who only likes her sons divorced. Or married to the women she picks, I guess. “You mean like she did to you?”“Her reaction to me was nothing compared to how she acted with Nick and Julia. She was an absolute nightmare and used her influence to have Julia fired from her job and basically blacklisted her in New York City.”“What did Nick do?” I stop pretending that I am focused on helping him prepare the ingredients and lean against the counter to face him.“He fought it at first, but it was too much drama and daily fights and he was caught in the middle. But then he gave my parents a choice—either they leave Julia alone or he’d burn all the plans they had for him. They threatened to disown him, and I never saw my brother as relieved as he was in that moment. As if he’d been carrying a load since he was born and he could finally get rid of it. He chose to be disowned, took Julia, and left the country. Just like that. A few years later, he and his wife died in an