(Avery’s Thoughts)The long-hour flight from Seattle is finally over. Thanks to this private jet the travel time cut down to only a 16-hour flight instead of a day and 6-hour flight with 2 stopovers. This is one perk of knowing a billionaire, the travel time shortens.It is morning time when we reach Macau International Airport. The sun has already reached its peak, so its rays are killing me. It is a good thing that I prepared my sunglasses beforehand. As I wear it, two strong arms wrap around my waist from behind, “Aren’t you going down the plane?” says the man with a deep cold voice when I block the jet’s door. I turn around and we begin kissing, not minding the staff in and out of the jet. After a long torrid kiss, he holds my hand and we step down using the retractable staircase of the jet. Once our feet land on the airport ground, I notice the black sedan surrounding us, and they are accompanied by bulged muscular men. I cling to Dmitri’s arm and ask him, “Who are these sca
(Avery’s Thoughts) We are waiting in the lobby when a man approaches us from behind. He says something to Dmitri and I don’t even understand what is. Then Dmitri holds my hand and I follow, “Let’s go, the chauffeur is here.”“You’re not going to drive?” I ask. He shakes his head, “I don’t want to drive drunk, Avery.” That’s one thing I notice with Dmitri, I’ve never seen him drive drunk. And that’s something admirable, isn’t it? The chauffeur opens the door for us, Dmitri lets me in first, and then he follows. Then he begins to introduce me to the people we are going to meet later, “Avery, I want to tell you a little bit about them. Whatever you hear, keep it to yourself, okay? And, they are really different,” he stops and become quiet for some time, “If ever they say something pertaining to you, please be patient. They don’t know how to control their mouths, they don’t even know you’ll come. And, if you hear some secrets, you can ask me later when we are alone. But please, don’
(Avery’s Thoughts)My phone keeps on buzzing in my purse while Dmitri and I are sharing this unique smoking experience together. I try to ignore it and put the purse on my side, and enjoy the unique feeling. I honestly thought of it as a bad thing, well it’s not good either, since not all states consider shisha as a legal vice. I even thought it would smell really bad. But with my first hit of the smoke circulating inside this little flask over there, the chocolate minty flavor goes straight to my nostrils. It felt weird but not bad, so I must say, I enjoy this. Plus the fact that Dmitri’s warm hand has been traveling all over my body. And it boosts this strange feeling inside me. My phone vibrates again and when I check it, the screen displays Jeff’s name. I try to hide it from Dmitri but he notices it right away, so he puts down the pipe and asks me, “Avery, would you like to answer that?”I shake my head and answer him with a smile, “Uh, no, it is better not to answer it.” And
(Avery's Thoughts)As I continue to sniff and sip some drinks. Dmitri looks at me in silence. He notices the changes in my mood, but he doesn’t even question me. He just lets me do what I want. But the silence between us is suddenly shaken by the sudden roar of this man, who was a while ago quiet at the corner. “Aha!” he literally jumps from where he’s sitting and walks towards me. Then he bents towards me and looks at my face from a very close distance. All I could do is blink because of shock. “I knew it!” he once again shouts with the same energy he exerted a few seconds ago. There’s a hundred and eighty-degree turn of his personality. Now that I look at his face, he’s smiling towards me, and his face brightens. I wonder what happened to him. I can finally witness how Dmitri introduced him to me in the car before coming here. Then he stands behind Dmitri and massages his shoulder while uttering the words, “You are one hell of a sly fox, you asshole!”“And the biggest mouth r
(Avery’s Thoughts) We just finished our tour in Macau yesterday, and we arrived in the States just a few minutes ago. Even though we had some disagreement, we made up the next day, and our stay there was splendid. I got to know more about his billionaire friends, and they told me more stories about Dmitri’s past. They even told me what kind of tricks Dmitri pulled to get me out of the SEXONITE’s system. We were back to being sex buddies, and we are enjoying our moments together because I added a clause in our contract that once Jeff and I married, I could no longer meet him. I may be a cheating girlfriend, but I want to honor the sacrament of marriage just like my parents did. And besides, somehow Jeff deserves it. He did nothing but love me with all his heart. But sometimes being apart tests your relationship in terms of patience, loyalty, love, and trust. And to be honest, I already failed two of them. I do love him, and I want to be patient with him, but I am no longer loyal
(Avery’s Thoughts)Our first stop today is a bridal gown boutique not far away from the coffee shop. A wedding wouldn’t be complete without the gown just so you know. They already expect our arrival so as we step into the boutique, a warm welcome greets us. She leads us to the space which I reserve for today’s fitting. “We’re going to fit the gown now? Wait! Is it only me? How about the others? Don’t you have friends in France?” K begins to ask me questions. So before she could even ask more that could ruin my surprise for her, I send her inside the fitting. “Wait, aren’t you going to fit, too?” she asks in a louder manner. “K, before they give you your gown, can you do me this favor for once?” I plead to her. “Huh? What favor?” she asks. And when the staff brings the bridal gown in, she squeals, “Goodness gracious, Avery Anderson, what do you want me to do with this?”I can’t see her but I can imagine the look on her face. And I can’t stop giggling. “I am going to make you pay
(Avery’s Thoughts)It is nine in the morning, I am taking a sip from this cup of coffee while currently looking at my wall scratching out things from my bucket list one by one. “Go to a casino, done, scratch it… Fit the wedding gown, done, scratch it… Hang out with bestie, done, scratch it…” I smile feeling great seeing my progress here. The next on the list would be ‘Donating Egg Cells’. I don’t know why but after watching a lot of documentaries about surrogacy, IVF, and couple having troubles getting pregnant, it makes me aware that not all can be given a chance to be a mother. Somehow, I believe I might help others, and besides, I have such great genes, duh?!A few minutes later my phone buzzes and the screen displays my day calendar appointment, “Seattle's Fertility Center appointment at 10.”Okay, I guess I’ll get going. Before I go out of my hotel room, an unregistered number appears on my phone screen and I immediately know who it is, so I answer happily, “Hey, Dee.”“I’m he
“Ava?” he is the first one to call my name. So I untangle my arms on Dmitri and walk to him. I kiss him on his cheek as a form of greeting and say, “Hey, Seid. Didn’t expect you to see here!”I try to be civil and I smile even though I am so damn nervous about this unexpected rendezvous. Why now? And why with Dmitri? “What are you doing here? And why are you with him?” he peeks on Dmitri who keeps his distance from us for some time.“Uh, I have things to do, how about you? What are you doing here?” I ask him back. I wonder because there’s no probable reason why he should be here so I thought he must be meeting a friend or a client. But his face tells me so, it is indeed related to him. He didn’t answer my question and his eyes are just fixated on Dmitri. “Avery, tell me what’s going on, does Jeff knows about this? Are you pregnant with that man’s child?” he straightforwardly asks me without any buckle. “Am I what?” I suddenly feel offended by what he said, although, there’s a good