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Watcha live sex show
Composeyour raunchiest song
Goto an adult movie theater
Havea one-night stand
Splurgeon an expensive and irresponsible gift for yourself
WhenIplaced the notebook next to him and walked away that day, evenIcouldn’t have predicted whatAxelwould achieve if only given a chance.
ChapterSixteen
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Piya
Icouldn’t makeout the face.Hewent in and out of focus as he strolled toward us while still maintaining distance.Thesun bounced with his leisurely pace, nearly blinding me at times depending on his newest position.Achill ran down my spine as our gazes finally met.Dark, unforgiving eyes stared back, dead set against giving away their secrets.
Iwoke with a jolt from the same dreamI’dhad every night for almost fourteen years.Unlikethe other times, where the face haunting me faded into the background,IknewAxelwas staring at me.
Regardless, my eyes refused to open.Theyfluttered against the threat of the dusk sunlight streaming through the windows.
“Wakeup,Princess.”
Thefamiliar-sounding voice lulled me back to sleep, though the intent was the opposite.Hedragged a finger across my forehead, andIblinked several times to vanquish the gossamer constricting my vision.Whenthe mattress shifted,Ijerked, remembering someone else was in bed with me.
Myvision finally sharpened, making me gasp whenIfoundAxelon top of me.Hisface was mere inches from mine.Wehad sex over and over untilIfell into a boneless heap against the soft mattress.Apparently,Axelwanted to make up for the last fourteen years with the number of times he fucked me.Thefight in me had also waned in light ofAxel’srevelations.Itfelt like he was owed something for all he had been through, and the only payment he accepted came in the form of my body.Ifell asleep with him still inside me, only to be awakened in the same position.Wewere equally naked, with a comforter haphazardly thrown over us.
“Ican’t breathe.”Itapped on his chest lightly, his large body starting to lug heavily over mine.Tautmuscles throbbed from the slight effort.
Axelpulled out in response, allowing my sore body the needed reprieve.Hetilted to one side by putting his weight on his elbow.Myskin burnt as linen slid across it, forcing me to glance down at my naked form.Bruise-like marks stretched from my décolleté to my nipples, covering the entirety of my breasts.Trackingdown,Ifound my inner thighs also covered in love bites.
Hehad placed his mark on every intimate inch of my body.Itdawned on me that he’d done it purposefully to ensure no other man would see me in a similar setting.Atleast not without witnessing the blaring proof of his ownership.Ashockingly effective method.Axelhad left me in a comparable state once before andIhad to shield those areas from view.Theact was calculatingly possessive.
Regardless,Ino longer had the heart to be angry atAxel.
“Howlong have we been asleep?”
Axelglanced at the clock on his nightstand. “Anhour.”
“Oh,” was my measly response.
Hazybits and pieces returned from our earlier conversation, and ice set in my chest.Withone claim,Axelhad brought out emotions too painful to revisit.Asymbolic exchange on the beach altered the course of his life.Hedidn’t know it butIhad been equally obsessed with the memories from that night.Ithought about it daily, butInever let it consume me.Ihad other things to worry about, such asPoppy, my husband, and our family.Iwasn’t allowed to drown in my obsession likeAxelhad for years.
Itworsened my guilt.
Ididn’t mournAxelthe way he had mourned losing me.I’dmarried, had a kid, and lived a full life with them.
Axelwas frozen in time.
Iclutched the white comforter to my chest to shield myself from the truth.Meanwhile,Axelleisurely pulled himself to a seated position.Softbedding swayed from his unhurried movement, exposing the slopes of hisVrunning across the sides of his cut abdomen.Myeyes unwillingly lingered over his naked state beforeIforced them away.Instead, they fell on my clothes neatly stacked on the side table, whereIthen realizedAxelhad folded each piece while undressing me.Igrabbed the pile.
Allowingmy gaze to wander whileIdressed,Iscanned the unfamiliar room for the first time.Ididn’t take stock of it before and was momentarily struck by the lavishness of the loft-style room.Thetwo-story bedroom had a set of spiral staircases leading to an upstairs balcony.Thewraparound balcony overlooked the bedroom instead of outside.Built-in closets lined the walls of the upstairs area with suitsIcould see hanging from here and shelves with more folded clothes.
Whilethe upstairs was a giant closet, the downstairs was no less opulent.Chicfloor-to-ceiling windows posed as walls, with a view of the beach.Thecurtains were drawn on some of the windows, but even so, it was done with precision.Achesterfield sofa, television, and fireplace gave the illusion of a separate area for a living room inside the bedroom.Meanwhile, a small desk with a chair neatly tucked into place created a separate office area.Amodern floor lamp stood perfectly straight and aligned with the desk.
Eachpurchase, possession, and accomplishment ofAxel’sstumped me.Hehad built an empire that rivaledJay’s, and all with a measly sumIdidn’t think would get him far in an expensive city likeNewYork.
