KieraA few months have passed, and I couldn't be more happy in my life than I am now. The feeling of contentment and gratitude fills my heart every day, knowing that I am exactly where I am meant to be with my family.I stare out of my window at my husband playing with my daughter in the backyard, and I can't help but smile at the sight of their bond growing stronger each day. It's moments like these that make me realize how truly blessed I am.What more does a woman need in her life than love and family? The simple joys of everyday moments like these are what make life truly fulfilling."Guys, are you tired?" I called, walking towards the backyard. Jason turned to me with a grin and replied, "Never tired of spending time with our little girl.""Okay, but I guess Aria is tired from all that running around." I chuckled, watching my daughter collapse into a fit of giggles."Aria, do you have something to drink?" I asked, bending down to her level. "Yes, please, mommy!" Aria exclaimed,
Kiera"Nothing innocent," he murmurs against my lips before claiming them in a passionate kiss. "That's for sure." His hands move lower, igniting a hunger within me that I never knew existed. "You know anyone can walk on us here," I gasped between kisses, feeling the thrill of the forbidden adding to the intensity of our embrace. His laughter is low and seductive as he whispers, "Let them watch.""You are my wife, my love, and I want the world to see how much I desire you," he murmurs before deepening the kiss, his touch setting my soul ablaze with longing.I moaned, struggling with the bonds that held me captive, the thrill of being caught only adding to the fire burning between us."I want to touch you so badly," I said, feeling the heat of his body against mine."Now let me pleasure you like never before," he growled, his voice husky with desire. "I want your mind to be consumed with thoughts of me," he whispered seductively, his hands slowly trailing down my body.His finger was
JasonI stare at Kiera, who is leaning on my arms with her eyes closed, all numb from our lovemaking. Her chest rises and falls with each breath, her skin still flushed from our passion. I can't help but feel a surge of contentment and adoration for this beautiful woman in my arms."Hey, beautiful, I love you more than words can express," I whisper, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.She stirs slightly, a smile forming on her lips as she opens her eyes to meet mine. "I love you too," she mumbled with a sleepy, satisfied sigh before snuggling closer to me.I smiled, placing her body gently over the couch cushions and wrapping her body with my shirt before carrying her in my arms and to our room, where I laid her down on the bed.I tried to leave, but Kiera held my hand, her eyes still closed. "Stay with me," she murmured softly, her grip tightening on my hand."I am not going anywhere," I whispered, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Wait here; I will get bath water ready fo
JasonWith a mischievous smile, Kiera leaned in and whispered, "Ready for round two?"I smirked, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her body to mine as I whispered back, "What do you have in this naughty mind of yours?"Kiera giggled, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she whispered, "I guess you'll just have to wait and see.""First, move your hands away from me," she teased, playfully pushing my arms away before stepping back with a sly grin. "Just like these," she said, placing my hand on either side of the bathtub before slowly sliding her own hands down my chest."Let me show you what I have in mind for round two," she purred, her voice low and seductive as she leaned in closer.Her lips biting on nipples sent shivers down my spine as she whispered, "So, Mr. Grey, how does it feel to be on the receiving end for once?"I moaned as I tried to wrap my hand around Kiera's hair, but she slapped my hand away, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Patience, Mr. Grey," she te
KieraI closed my eyes as sleep began to overtake me, feeling the weight of Jason's naughty deeds from earlier in the day. His mischievous smile played in my mind as I drifted off, but my peace was restored when a hand touched my head and ruffled my hair.I leaned into the touch, comforted by the familiar warmth of Jason's presence. As I snuggled closer, I couldn't help but smile, but his voice whispered softly, "Kiera..."I opened my eyes to see Jason looking down, his expression stern yet filled with tenderness. "I'm sorry for waking you," he said, his hand still resting on my head. "But we need to go now."I yawned and stretched, still feeling the warmth of his touch lingering on my skin. "Where are we going?" I asked, curiosity piqued by the seriousness in his eyes.Jason sighed, brushing his hair off his head with a slight frown. "To the hospital," he replied, his tone somber.I jolted upright, suddenly wide awake. "What's wrong?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest."Why don'
KieraWe stood in front of my dad's room in the hospital, unsure of what to expect when we walked in.I held Jason's hand tight, squeezing it for reassurance as we were about to enter the room."What took you guys so long?" Kevin asked, making our heads turn towards him with a mixture of relief and surprise."What are you doing here?" I asked, shocked to see him here in the hospital of all places."Kiera… Go meet you, Dad," he said with a solemn expression, gesturing towards the room. "You are his family."I nodded my head in understanding as I walked inside the room and saw my father lying in the hospital bed, lifeless and frail. Tears welled up in my eyes as I approached him, feeling a rush of emotions overwhelm me. "I'm here, Dad," I whispered, holding his hand gently in mine. He is cold and weak, a stark contrast to the strong grip he used to have. I squeezed his hand, hoping for some sign of recognition or response from him.But there is no sign of life in him; he is dead and mot
“Mom see, I brought a lot of groceries,” I said, placing a big sack full of veggies, meat, eggs, toiletries, and everything that was necessary for us to survive for a whole week. The last few days have been hard; we barely had enough to fill ourselves, and after Dad's accident, Mom totally scattered. She still tries her best, but I can see how broken and hurt she was after that day. Her smile and the cheerful, bubbly attitude of my mother somehow faded away, and there has been a 180-degree change in her personality. I don’t like seeing her scattered but, no matter how much I try, I can't help her. It's been difficult for me to witness the toll that Dad's accident has taken on my mother. Despite her efforts, it's clear that she is struggling to cope with the emotional and physical aftermath. I wish there was more I could do to support her during this challenging time. “Jason,” Mom called, with her voice sounding weaker than usual. “Come sit beside me,” she said, patting the empty spa
Things don't always go as planned in life, and while that may sound like a quote, it's the reality of my life. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that my life would take such an unexpected turn, forcing me to sacrifice my desires for the sake of my father. Everything was perfect. Now it feels as if someone is waking me up from a strange fantasy, presenting me with a truth that is totally different from my perception. And the person sitting next to me is the root of all this chaos. The reason for ruining our lives, the reason for my father's sadness, and the devil who somehow found the very right time to ruin our lives at our most vulnerable moment, crushing our livelihood without giving us a chance to stand. And that person is Jason Gray, a man of immense power and a cruel heart. The same person to whom I'm legally bound as his lawfully or more forcefully wedded wife, despite the fact that we have shared no vows, promises, or love for each other. And, as much as I would like