Sara POV His sudden offer of friendship surprised me. Now, what should I do? Looking at his face, I tried to read what was going through his mind. I doubt that he understands what friendship truly entails. My subconscious declined his offer of friendship. But when I looked into his eyes, I sensed a sincere offer. Would you please allow him to prove his friendship to you? Being an empath is difficult; even with monsters, my heart always recognizes the good in them. No, don't forget what he did to you; how could you be friends with him? Out of pure lust, he smashed your dreams and wrecked your life. Given that he has no concept of emotions, why expect him to feel for you? If you want to hurt yourself again, you can accept his offer. My subconscious is telling me not to accept his offer of friendship. However, his request was sincere. The hollowness in his eyes is obvious to me. A sympathetic ear might be helpful for him. Once again, my emotions tried to sway my decision. Avoid be
Aron POV "Only then can I accept your friendship, Aron, if you tell me why you need these injections and medications."Every night, her words still echo in my ears. It has already been a month since that incident. I never thought she would demand something of me in exchange for accepting my friendship offer. I had planned to share all the details of my past agony with her if she accepted my friendship, but her attempts to negotiate my proposal led me to discard the idea.She was the first woman in my life with whom my heart had agreed to be friends; until that moment, I had never asked anyone to be my friend. For the first time in my life, a woman rejected me. It shattered my heart and bruised my pride. Without telling her about my heartbreak, I left that room right away. Perhaps she didn't want me to be a friend in her life. Despite my assurances that she could rely on me for her past, she didn't think I was reliable. Perhaps it's all my fault since I thought she would be a kind
Sara POV "My princess, what are you doing alone in this house? You should play with me at home." He nudged the door open to allow himself to walk in. "Uncle, please leave; I'm alone in the house." He pushed inside, ignoring my attempts to shut the door. "Sara, my beautiful doll, you look so hot in this dress," he said, flicking his fingers along my thigh and grasping me firmly around the waist. "Uncle, please don't touch me," I pleaded, feeling disgusted by his rough grip. Following that evening, he never failed to take advantage of the opportunity to massage my intimate region or caress my breast. He took advantage of my fear and silence. He entered my home and led me out to the terrace so he could touch my private parts. Since it was the rainy season, I could readily associate my horrible recollections with the rain, and every time it rained, my painful past would pull me back to my early years.It is raining too heavily today. I hid myself in the tree house's corner after clo
Aron POV "Sara, I longed for your presence."My junior hardened as he sensed her closeness. Despite the torment my penis had endured, I tried to be gentle with her, understanding the pain of someone torturing our bodies. My lust drove me insane. I tenderly kissed her lips, and she returned the gesture with equal intensity, as though she was yearning for my touch, desperately wanting to feel her grasp on my back. Lying on her body felt like falling asleep on a soft bed. My junior was excited to open her constricted vagina, but when I rested my head on her chest, I felt more at peace. Her heartbeat was so comforting. I fell asleep as she ran her fingers through my hair.In the morning, I found myself still dozing off on her body. How come she didn't shove me away? How was she able to fall asleep with my bulky body resting on top of hers? I gazed upon her beautiful face, a look of contentment crossing it. I'm not sure why, but I couldn't help but kiss her forehead. Last night, I was a
Sara POV I'm thrilled that he agreed to join me for breakfast. I can now get a chance to ask him for permission to leave the house. "Did you prepare all of this?" He turned to face me after taking a glance at the food that was on the table. "Yes, don't you like it?" With eyes full of horror, I gazed at him. I suspect that he wasn't at all interested in eating my hand-made food, given that he hasn't had any of my cooked meals for the past two months. "No, it's not like that; in fact, I'm curious as to how you manage to prepare so many things quickly."Was he complimenting my cooking abilities, or did he doubt them? I glanced at him, half-surprised, half-confusion. Rather than questioning him, I silently placed food on his plate, even though I wanted to ask him why he hadn't eaten my cooked supper for the past two months. "Sara, have you ever tried to become a doctor?" I could tell by the expression on his face that he was attempting to hide his smile. "Yes, I have always wanted
Aron POV What's wrong with me? Every time I met her gaze, I felt compelled to kiss her forehead. When I'm around her, I always feel like someone else instead of Aaron Finge. I'd never talked so easily with someone before, but I felt at ease and became a chatterbox around her. Husband? How could I possibly ask her to introduce me as her spouse to her mother? I don't believe that marriage and all its associated complexities are real. I'm not even sure what love is. Every relationship is exclusively based on benefits, in my opinion. Men marry because they desire a lady they can own, and women marry because they need their husbands to provide for their families and finances. They broke up with one another when they could no longer meet each other's needs. I don't understand. What's the point of getting married then? But hold on, why did I marry Sara? My subconscious questioned me. I married her only to satisfy my lust. I'm not interested in starting a family with her. I made my poi
Sara POV "He's my boss, Mama. Do you recall our last meeting where I told you about my job?" I asked her to force her memory to recall what I said. "Oh yes, I remember you telling me that you got a job in a very big company, where your boss is very good and takes care of all your needs." I felt a sense of relief when she confirmed my story. My mother is a heart patient, so I don't want to make her stressed about anything. "So you're her boss, then?" She motioned for him to take a seat on the stool beside her. "This is for you, Aunty.""Thank you." He gave her the bouquet he had picked out just for her. "Oh, orchid flowers." She smiled as soon as she caught a whiff of the bouquet's aroma. "Aunty, do you like it?" He never spoke to anyone so courteously, in my opinion. His tone sounds extra sweet when he is talking to my mom. "Yes, orchid flowers are my favorites. Sara, do you recall how your father used to always surprise me with flowers on our anniversary?" Her nose found the
Aron POV "Sara, what are you doing here?" I started searching for her in other areas of the hospital after failing to locate her near the restroom. Her presence near the mortuary room caught me off guard. What's she doing with this doctor? I gave her a suspicious glance. "I was simply inquiring about my mother's condition." Despite her best efforts to appear composed, her restless fingers reveal that she is quite anxious about something. "Let's go; Mom will be waiting for us." She took hold of my hand and dragged me toward the hospital hallway. "Are you attempting to hide something from me, Sara?" As I attempted to decipher her thoughts, I studied her face. I found her behavior very strange. "No, why did you feel this?" She tried to deceive me again with her fake smile, but her eyes told me that she was hiding something from me. "Mr. Finge, it's enjoyable to talk to you." A kind grin spread across her mother's face as she glanced at me. "The same is true here, Aunty; I enjoy s