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Evy After stopping at a café and purchasing the most delicious croissants along with two large cups of espresso generously topped with cream, the car parked in front of the oncology clinic. For the first time, I observed its elegant façade adorned in light shades of green and soft beige. Anxiously, I entered the building because conversing with my mother had been a soothing balm amid my rather tumultuous life. Witnessing Judy's animated and clear-minded demeanor, her laughter and trivial chatter, brought happiness and reminded me of the woman she had always been. Despite the harsh reality of Andrew Dixon's death sinking in, she remained unfazed. Yet, beneath it all, a trace of sadness lingered in her gaze. Before heading to her room, I decided to stop by Dr. Monique's office as I needed an update on her treatment progress and the prospects concerning my mother's illness. As always, she greeted me at the door with a professional yet friendly smile. "Evy, I'm glad you're here! I've be
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Evy As the car races over the asphalt, I glance out the window, yet my focus doesn't latch onto the happenings outside. My mind is ablaze with this news of Judy being determined to move into our old house, and I know it's not a feasible suggestion at the moment. She'll need someone to be by her side at home and at the doctor's, someone attentive to her medication schedules. The worst part was leaving the clinic without managing to persuade her to come live with me, which is why I'm now seeking other solutions. "Head to the outskirts, Jonas!" I abruptly instruct the driver before he gets on the highway. "Sorry, Ma'am, but I don't advise..." "You're not here to advise me, Ulisses!" I snap irritably at the security guard seated beside me, hearing the sound of his heavy breath, likely upset with my reluctance. "I need to inform Mr. D'Angelo!" "Do whatever you want!" I retort, passing the address to the driver. I return my gaze to the window, and before long, we enter a small, dirty n
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Evy "Ah!" I release a drawn-out sigh of pure appreciation as my body begins to recover from my third orgasm. Gael collapses weakly beside me on the bed, and I hear the loud sound of his heavy breathing. I wish I could look at him and see how disheveled and sweaty he is, but my eyes are heavy and simply won't obey. I snap out of my thoughts as I feel his body shifting beside me on the mattress, and I open my eyes slightly to meet a perfect pair of black pearls staring at me with amusement. I also smile languidly. "What's up?" I ask, biting my lower lip, restraining my smile from widening. He dismisses it and quickly kisses me on the mouth. "Enjoyed it?" I shrug, showing little regard for his question. "It was alright!" I retort disdainfully, contemplating finding the strength to get out of bed. "Oh, now you hurt me!" he grumbles, placing a hand on my forearm. "Where do you think you're going?" I take a deep breath and suppress a good laugh because I know I've hit his masculine ego h
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Evy "Oh, daughter, I've missed my little corner so much!" Mom hisses, somewhat emotional as soon as I open the door. She steps in, gazes at the living room for a good while, releasing some long, soft appreciative sighs. Her eyes well up with tears, yet they don't fall. It's as if she's holding them back, and believe me, I understand. I try not to cling to memories of this place, so I stay neutral in the middle of the room, just watching her as she lightly touches her furniture with her fingertips. She picks up one of the picture frames, gazes at it for a few seconds, and does the same with another and another. But then, she walks over to a window and seems to drift back in time. After her inspection of long silent minutes, she looks at me and smiles, wiping the corner of her eyes. "I want to organize a welcome dinner for myself and celebrate my victory with my true friends," she informs me. And there's that joy I cherish so much, back again. I smile, returning the sweetest, happiest
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Evy There's not much to do at the D'Angelo mansion, every time I come back from my mother's house I get lost in this huge place, or I get stuck in a library or even in the swimming pool, or I simply sleep and for this reason, I decided to return with my morning runs. This time accompanied by my brutish security guard, and don't think I'm doing this outside the estate, because it's so big here that there seems to be no end to it. Like now, I'm coming back from another run and when I get home from my workout, I run up the stairs and straight to the bathroom. To my surprise, I hear the shower turn on and notice that the door is ajar. Curious, I slowly approach and catch a glimpse of Gael's wet body. He's standing with his back to me under the water that's falling like a waterfall. I sigh audibly and think, should I go in or not? I bite my lower lip with a cheeky thought and start to undress, I enter the room slowly and silently, then I enter the shower and hug him from behind, kissing h
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Evy The golf club isn't much different from the tennis club I used to frequent in my adolescence. All the luxury of the structure, the lush greenery covering most of the perimeter, and the white fences containing a beautiful flower garden. Tiffany steps out of the car and walks toward a cottage where some women await us at a round table on the veranda. As we approach, I notice the girls eyeing me up and down, their curiosity barely concealed. I take a deep breath, subtly, not wanting them to notice my discomfort being here. As we draw near, I observe them closely, greeting each other warmly, embracing festively and at length, possibly whispering among themselves. "Ladies, this is Evy D’Angelo," Tiffany announces as she steps away from the group of friends, beaming broadly at everyone. I feel like a trophy being displayed for them. "Oh my God, so it's true?! That hunk actually got married?" one of them comments with extreme surprise, bringing her hands close to her mouth. Yet, she do
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Evy "How do I look?" He asks, turning away from the mirror and still adjusting his tie. I simply gaze at the handsome man standing before me, unable to help but notice his masculine and serious face. His eyes, now even darker and intense due to the night's darkness seeping in through the window, draw my attention, and with a sigh, my observant gaze descends to his mouth, outlined by a sparse yet equally dark beard. "Well?" He insists, but I continue my overly meticulous assessment, now captivated by his tall, well-dressed figure in a black button-up shirt and a navy-blue tie with tiny graphite-colored diamond-shaped details. The black dress pants perfectly contour his thighs, emphasizing his waist and leaving little to my overly fertile imagination. I hold back a loud sigh, realizing it's time to snap out of this ridiculous trance and give my opinion. "You look perfect, Gael!" I sum up my response with a gentle voice because he doesn't need to know how incredibly attractive he looks
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Evy As soon as the doors of the D'Angelo mansion opened, our eager hands didn't hold back and attacked each other's bodies. It's incredible how they are everywhere at once. Our mouths devour each other hungrily, greedily, and our heavy, heaving breaths fight each other. My moans soon spread throughout the room and Gael presses me hard against a wall. One of his hands urgently lifts the skirt of my dress, while the other holds me on his lap, between the wall and his body. He pulls my panties aside with inexplicable haste and then I can feel his desperation to unzip his pants and free his member, which is surely ready for me. His feverish mouth sucks, licks and kisses my burning skin. "I was dying to have you in my arms like this!" he confesses with a rough growl, groping my breast over the fabric and I almost scream when he finally penetrates me. His mouth takes mine again as he begins to move firmly and forcefully inside me, swallowing all my raging moans and just as I'm about to com
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