“Hi,” I squeaked in awe of his charm. Sean averted his gaze from the newspaper he was reading, and his expression confused me. His mouth was slightly open, and his eyes stared at me with a gaping look. I look at the surface of the dress I’m wearing again; maybe my appearance is ridiculous right now.“There is something wrong?” I asked, finding nothing odd.“N-no, you look-“His expression and gaze changed, intense and dark; the look affected the dark side inside me that could tighten the muscles in my lower abdomen.“It’s amazing,” he said, my face heating up from the compliment; I immediately sat before him. The food served on the table looked delicious, and my saliva seemed to want to drip.“How many days are we here?”It’s Saturday; I’m looking forward to our next flight. My mind popped the word, Venezia.“Tomorrow we will go to Italy,” Sean said. I ate breakfast seriously because I was hungry, until a few seconds later, I realized with our silence that I turned my gaze to Sean. My
The Arc De Triomphe is a symbol of victory in the form of a gate built on Napoleon Bonaparte's orders to commemorate his soldiers who died on the battlefield. I took a picture of the building using my cellphone camera; I smiled with satisfaction when I saw my good photos. Sean asked me to take our picture with the gate in the background. Satisfied to see the victory gate, we headed to a restaurant for lunch. I was surprised by the increased portion of my meal. I had quite a lot of breakfast, but of course, it was used by our activities in bed; Sean seemed very excited to see me wearing my red halter dress at this time, as evidenced by our sex activity this morning, which made me a little overwhelmed. We ordered the Creme Brulee for dessert."What about my Audi? Has the culprit been caught?"I had heard Sean talk to someone about it this morning; maybe it was Sam."Looks like someone is trying something," he replied; I furrowed my brows. Is there someone who wants to harm Sean?? The th
Sean’s voice beside me woke me up with a feeling of surprise.“No... Ana... please!”His whole body seemed to be shaking, sweat dripping down his face.“Ana... Ana... Ana... don’t go.”I shook his body to wake him up; he looked in pain and gripped the blanket tightly.“Sean, wake up, I’m here, open your eyes.” I started panicking with Sean, who was getting increasingly nervous.“Ana..., please, don’t hit me.”I raised my voice, calling his name, and the shaking was getting louder in his body. Sean groaned; he was crying, and I panicked because his body felt tight under my hands.“Sean, open your eyes!!” I said quite loudly, almost screaming, and finally, he opened his eyes. His breath hitched, his eyes greedily darting around him until he looked at me, and then he shifted towards me, hugging me.“Ana, oh, Ana, you’re here,” he whispered in a slightly trembling voice with fear; he carried his head on my thigh under this thick blanket.“Yeah, I’m here,” I said, calming down, my hand str
The view of the buildings on the right and left of the canal is exceptional. I took some pictures of the scenery around me. I took a picture of Sean when the man didn’t notice, and the result was fantastic; I’ll print the photo later, and then we took photos together on the gondola a few times. We decided to walk in the city on foot after riding the gondola.“Beautiful city,” I praised as I looked around; I smiled with a sense of comfort.“I want us to come back one day.” Sean responded to my words.“Want to go to the tower of Pisa now?” he asked. I nodded, and then he called someone. After that, we waited; a few seconds later, our ride black limousine came.**We arrived at the hotel at eight o’clock in the evening. My legs were sore from a long day of walking, but it was worth the view. I was sitting on the sofa massaging my calves; Sean came and leaned on his knees in front of me, took off my flat shoes, stroked my feet, and then looked at me with his paralyzing gaze.“I want to ta
The only thing I could do when the Colosseum was right before my eyes was to be stunned. I must be such an idiot right now with that ridiculous facial expression; I dreamed of this so much.“Are you all right, Ana?”Sean snapped my daydream with his question; my eyes turned to him, and then this scene felt complete, the charming Sean and the highly valued Colosseum.“I want to take your picture.” I grabbed my new camera in my small bag after finding my voice to speak.“You want me to pose?” Sean asked with a cheerful smile. I nodded enthusiastically; then, he posed like a top male model doing a photo shoot with a famous brand. Some people watched us, especially women. I rolled my eyes with a frown to see other women glaring at him like a delicious meal, and it bothered me.“Enough,” I said, immediately walking over to him and showing me my photo. I can’t stand to see him become a spectacle of women who want to attack him right now.“This will be my collection,” I said with a proud smi
I woke up with my body feeling stiff and weak. Sean sat beside me, stretching out his legs wrapped in denim shorts and a dark brown army-print shirt. He looked fresh after a shower, and I could never stop admiring him; his laptop was on his lap as if he was working. I move my body and struggle to get up and sit down; I keep the blanket over my chest. After we leave the Colosseum, Sean and I have lunch at a restaurant and then return to the hotel. He fulfils my desire to make love to him, and I get hot sex punishment and wild for making him jealous, a punishment that made me want to make as much mischief as possible.“What’s the time now?” I asked because the room seemed a little dark.“Five in the afternoon,” he answered without looking at me, his attention focused on the laptop and his long, manicured fingers dancing on the keyboard, those fingers very skilled at worshipping my body. A few hours ago, the image of our romance flashed through my mind again; Sean was very intimate, wild
"Yes, I heard it, what do you know about it?"I wonder how much Caroline knows about this; I assume Sean is hiding something."Sean didn't tell you?"Oh, shit! What did I miss?? I answered Caroline's question impatiently and held her up to tell me immediately."Someone tracked your car on purpose, the culprit is still unknown."It is surprising, but why didn't Sean tell me?? It is my car; I have a right to know what happened to me."Where did you get this information from?" Caroline always found a way to get valid and accurate information. I could hear her breath, and my heart was pounding with tension."I used your car when mine went to the garage, Sam gave me the keys, I parked your car in the studio yard, when I was going home it was in a terrible state."My heart jumped into my mouth. It was beyond my expectations; my anger towards Sean, which had subsided, had returned."Are you okay??" I suddenly wanted to meet Caroline; I was worried about her."Yeah I'm fine, luckily I wasn't
A dream dragged me very viciously into my consciousness. I don’t usually dream; maybe my mind was too full when I returned from Germany a few hours ago. I saw Sean being beaten in the dream; my heart sank thinking about it; I blinked my eyes and immediately chased the damn dream away; ever since the confession of his sad childhood memories in Venice, I’ve wanted to know more about what he’s been through. Sean just entered the room and approached me with his million-star charm smile; he kissed the top of my head, inhaled the scent of my hair and sat on the edge of the bed.“Merlin is waiting for us at his practice,” he reminded me, and I was momentarily confused, remembering the name. I realized it and met his psychiatrist. I nodded and got out of bed, leaving him.“You are okay?”Oh, Hell!! I hate him; who knows my situation well? I’m still bothered by that dream. I lied by nodding; I looked for an alibi to convince him.“I’m just still a little tired,” I reasoned as I grabbed my bath