Evelyn"Mom sent breakfast for us," Jacob said, raising the croissant to my mouth as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I really wanted to just sleep, but I didn't want to be selfish and doze off while my boyfriend had to leave for work. At least there should be a kiss before he left and a few tight hugs. That was the only reason I dragged myself from the bed and sat on the couch. However, it seemed Rosaline had already prepared breakfast for us, knowing her son would have to leave early for work. As I took a bite, my eyes widened in surprise—it literally tasted like it was from an expensive bakery—the crunchiness, the flavors, altogether, it was the best croissant I had ever tasted."Wow," I exclaimed, "Did she really make it all by herself?""Yes," he chuckled, wiping the filling from the corner of my mouth with his thumb and then his own as he licked it away, "My mom's a very good cook. And trust me, these few days, she'll make sure you gain at least five kilograms before we leave."
EvelynOh my God! This can’t be happening—it was on air. The footage showed every damn detail. There wouldn't even be a way to cover this up later on.My anxiety spiked, my eyes wide and the glass falling from my trembling hand, the crimson wine staining the pristine white carpet below. But amid the chaos of the moment, neither I nor anyone else in the room spared a second thought for the spill. It was the news flashing across the television channel for me, and the worries crashed right into my very existence—I was beyond worried for Jacob at this point. He wasn’t the type to usually lose his calm, but this time, it seemed, he’d really lost it.“What the hell is happening?” Rosaline rushed to look at the TV closely.“That’s Mario and Luigi, but I thought Jacob didn’t have contact with them for years,” Enzo stood up, lines of tension and worry evident across his face. “Then what is going on?”They didn’t know what was going on…but I did. I had absolutely no doubt that this incident ha
EvelynI stood before the door, my hand hovering, hesitant to knock. I knew Jacob was in a tough spot, regardless of whether he wanted me near him or not. The truth remained—he didn't deserve to face it alone. He needed me.Take a deep breath, Evelyn. You can do this.With resolve, I raised my hand and rapped gently on the door, "Jacob?"Seconds ticked by in silence, no response forthcoming. My concern reached its peak.Another breath, another knock. "Jacob, do you want to talk?"Still, the only reply was the echoing silence of the room."Can we please talk?" My voice trembled. I didn't even know the extent of what he was going through, but I couldn't fucking bear the thought of him suffering alone. I wanted to be there to offer comfort—I did not want to be absent when his tears would fall, I wanted to be the one to wipe them away and make sure they’d not fall again just like he had always done."Just open the door, Jacob," I pleaded softly, my forehead resting against the cool surfa
EvelynThe news spread like wildfire, consuming every media channel and social network. Jacob's image was tarnished beyond recognition. The media did the rest of the job that Tyler couldn't manage.I watched helplessly as everything fell apart, and Jacob struggled to piece it back together. I had never seen him so scared. He was afraid that things wouldn't remain the same. His doubts weighed heavily on him, and the biggest question haunting him was: what if he couldn't give me what I deserved? The fear in his eyes troubled me so much that it was tough for me to even breathe properly. I despised seeing him suffer, and I loathed Tyler even more for being the architect of our misery. I absolutely fucking hated that piece of trash! For the past week, I only saw Jacob when he returned to the apartment. He worked tirelessly every day, pushing himself to the brink of exhaustion, with no respite in sight. I wanted to tell him to rest, but circumstances wouldn't allow it. It was fucking agon
EvelynAs my body seized with tension, his words cut through me like a knife. Chloe—she was that one perpetual sore spot in our relationship, a shadow that loomed over us, casting its darkness on everything we tried to build. The trauma she left behind, the havoc she wreaked, the way she still haunted our lives—it would never fade. It would fucking linger, an ever-present specter, forever."What... What did you just say?" My voice trembled with a mix of disbelief and anger, my eyes boring into Tyler's, searching for any hint of deceit, but finding only amusement dancing in his gaze.Jerk!A smirk tugged at Tyler's lips, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight as if relishing the discomfort he stirred within me. He reveled in the chaos he wrought, convinced of his ability to manipulate the fragile threads of our relationship.I could tell — he was fucking enjoying it."Well, you don't know how much of an 'arse' guy Jacob is, do you?" he taunted, a chuckle bubbling in his throat. "So,
EvelynThe atmosphere in the room crackled with tension as Jacob's expression morphed from concern to sheer disbelief. His eyes widened, and his lips parted as if he were grappling with an answer that eluded him.He should better fucking find his answers soon because I was totally running out of patience."What do you mean by that?" His voice trembled slightly, betraying the shock that rippled through him like an unexpected storm.This man….I tossed the bag aside with more force than necessary, my frustration boiling over, “You know what I fucking mean.” Closing the distance between us, I seized his collar, my fingers trembling with anger—That Tyler had totally fucked-up with my head. “Why haven't you fucked my ass yet?" My words sliced through the air like a blade, raw and unfiltered.The corner of Jacob's mouth twitched, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. But the weight of my gaze silenced his laughter, forcing his mouth shut, “ "Are you seriously upset about that? That we
Evelyn“You know I’d still prefer to fuck you after you tell me what caused this sudden reaction from you,” Jacob's deep voice resonated from behind me as he prepared me, his fingers slick with lubricant sliding inside my tightness. With his hand gripping the back of my neck, he pressed my face into the mattress, raising my hips.Oh well….It already felt good. I could say fuck to that slighest bit of discomfort—It just didn’t matter.A soft moan escaped my lips as the unfamiliar sensation overcame me as he stretched me. "I said what I—" Another moan interrupted my words as he added a second finger, sending a shock through my body.Struggling to maintain composure, I managed to finish my sentence, "I said what I said. You won't get anything out of me until you prove it.""Oh, trust me, I'll get plenty out of you," his deep chuckle echoed. Leaning in, he pressed his nose against my back, tracing a line down to my lower waist before biting my buttcheek, eliciting a startled scream from
EvelynIt took three rounds for Jacob and ten more orgasms for me to finally call it quits for the day. As we lay there, entwined in each other's arms, his hand traced delicate patterns along my back, soothing the ache that lingered in my muscles. He totally destroyed me like he’d said he would.We were both drenched in sweat, our breaths still heavy and our hearts racing, though mine seemed to be pounding louder than his. But who could blame me? After all, my body had borne the brunt of our passionate encounter.Yet, I couldn't bring myself to assign blame. I had brought this to myself, and every moment of it had been an electrifying indulgence.Fuck. Just to remember it made shivers run down my spine.I absolutely fucking loved it. If it hadn’t been for Jacob, I’d have never known that getting destroyed could feel that good.Jacob's fingers found their way into my hair, trailing down to my breasts as he reached for a cigarette. After taking a drag, he leaned in to capture my lips i