***As Grace sipped her tea, her eyes on the clock hanging by the door, she felt anxiety. Noah was coming back to her tonight; she was sure of it. The message he sent merely confirmed it. She didn’t need to read it to know what it said. His words were already imprinted on her heart.Regret weighed heavily on her. She had spent half her life second-guessing her choices. If only she hadn’t decided to study outside Canada, her father might still be alive. The memory of him jumping in to save her haunted her. If he hadn’t made that sacrifice, he and her mother would still be together, and he might have been the loving father to the children they never had.The ache of loss was something Grace knew too well. She had already lost one of the most important people in her life and now stood on the verge of losing another. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she sank into the sofa, exhaustion pulling at her. For the first time in what felt like ages, her mind and dreams found a rare moment of peac
****Grace sat on the sofa with a cup of warm milk and a plate of chocolates in front of her, ready to indulge while watching a movie. It was a romantic film, not her usual preference, but she decided to watch it anyway. Perhaps that was a mistake. As the movie played on, it reached a scene where the protagonist was intimate with his lover. A strange feeling twisted in the core of her stomach. She tried to ignore it and focus on the film.When the characters began to make love, a sudden rush of sexual hunger, one she had never experienced before, overwhelmed her. She felt as if she were watching herself and Noah, lost in a passionate embrace. She moaned softly at the realization, she quickly turned off the television in a flustered panic.Grace attempted to return to her work, but she was never the same. Her mind kept replaying the scene over and over, as if it were reminding her of a suppressed part of herself. It was a stark reminder of her long-forgotten perversion, the kind that s
***Noah groaned in frustration as he moved to the door, grabbing a chair pillow to cover his raging hard-on. Grace stood behind him, breathless, trying to calm her throbbing heart. She could practically hear its pounding and wondered if he could too.As Noah turned the doorknob and pushed the door open, a young man in his twenties, wearing a red and black outfit, stood there with a wide smile."Hi, someone ordered pizza?" he said."Pizza...?" Noah turned to Grace, who instantly gasped."Ah, shit. I forgot about that," she murmured, hurrying to the money she had left on the table. "Before you came in, I had ordered some food. I was too lazy to cook," she explained as Noah stepped back, allowing her to deal with the delivery guy.In any other situation, with any other guy, this interruption might have killed the mood. But not for Noah. If anything, his desire was stronger than ever. If he could take her right there in front of the pizza guy, he doubted she would ever forgive him. His h
Chapter 45***Grace lay on the bed, panting with Noah inside her. He was still; he wasn’t moving. He just stayed there, and she was thankful for the few seconds of breath he allowed her because that one thrust had sent her over the edge.Her fingers traced the delicate patterns on the duvet, her heart pounding in her chest as her thoughts moved all over the place. She was ready for this, for his advancement. This was a moment she had fantasized about for so long, yet now that it was finally here, she felt a swirl of emotions she could barely name. Every glance from him, every accidental touch, had been a spark, igniting the flames of her desire and her feelings for him. From the very moment she met this man, she had been stupidly in love with him.She had admired him from afar, his confidence and charisma making her heart flutter. But now, in the dim light of the room, with the scent of his cologne hanging in the air, everything felt achingly real. She felt a deep, overwhelming love f
Continuation.......... Instead of ending her desire, her exquisite climax triggered an urgent need to have him inside her yet again.This time, when she pulled on his head and hair, he came away willingly, covering her body with urgent kisses as he slid back up her. In a hurry, he spread her thighs wide and rammed into the still-quivering heat of her body, at last claiming his own release.“You’re mine, Grace, don’t you ever forget that,” he ground out, collapsing onto her, his body still jerking as the last of his tremors subsided. “Because I’m here to stay.”“I’m glad,” she whispered, tightening her arms and legs around his sweat-misted body. “This is where I want you to be.”‐---Grace awoke early, with a new energy and optimism that she hadn’t expected to feel again after that terrible incident that had left her empty. She rolled her head to the
***Grace was so deep in thought that she barely noticed the familiar landscape outside the plane window. The fields and rooftops she hadn't seen in years blurred into an indistinct patchwork. The bittersweet rush of returning home was overshadowed by a gnawing anxiety. She hadn't been back in so long, and now there was no time to savor the moment.The plane's wheels touched down, jolting her from her thoughts. As soon as she stepped off the plane, she realized there was no one there to greet her. The emptiness ate at her, but there was no time to dwell on it. She flagged down a taxi and, with a heavy heart, directed the driver to the hospital.There was no time to go home or check into a hotel. She clutched her luggage tightly, the wheels clattering against the polished hospital floors as she rushed through the entrance. At the front desk, a cluster of nurses bustled about, their uniforms crisp and white under the fluorescent lights. Her mother’s case was well-known here; everyone se
****Grace didn’t know how long she had been asleep, but when she opened her eyes, it took a few minutes to recognize her surroundings and remember all that had happened in the past hours.As her mind, heart, and body aligned once again, she turned her head sideways. It was already dawn, and her mother lay peacefully beside her. To ensure this wasn’t a dream, she placed her hand on her mother’s chest to feel her heartbeat. Good, she was breathing fine.Noting that she quietly slipped out of the room and found Mrs. Hail outside with a cup of hot coffee.“Back to your senses now?” Mrs. Hail asked as Grace moved closer. “Care for one?” She handed Grace a cup of hot coffee.“Yes, please. And I was never insane, just overwhelmed,” Grace replied with a faint smile.“We all were, Grace. Do you know how scared I was when I missed a call from the hospital? I was lost in all directions, confused to the bone. If it wasn’t for the fact that I had a driver, I would probably have crashed and been b
***Grace and Mrs. Hail spent the next few hours meticulously preparing the necessary documentation required for her mother’s discharge. Afterward, Grace received a summons into the doctor’s office."You sent for me, doc?" Grace inquired as she stepped into the room."Yes, Mrs. Bush, please take a seat," The doctor gestured towards a vacant leather chair.Grace raised an eyebrow as he called her ‘Mrs.’ Instead, if ‘Miss.’ although she didn’t feel the need to correct him and just complied, settling into the seat with an unreadable expression."Do you know why I asked to see you, Mrs. Bush?" The doctor queried, his gaze fixed on her."Well, I assume it's regarding my mother's health?" Grace ventured, meeting his thoughtful gaze."Indeed," he confirmed, pausing to glance at the documents in his hand. "You may have wondered why we're releasing her so soon after awakening from her coma. The truth is, it wasn't our decision; it was hers.""What?" Grace's eyes widened in disbelief. "This is