Daniel POV:Grabbing the sheets on either side of me I try to keep from rubbing against the wet patch Nina gave me just to feel something wet right now as she sits up. She takes off her night dress leaving her in her little lace thong. She smiles at me but I'm busy focusing on her tits and every curve of her bodyShe grabs my sweatpants tugging them down until they bunch at my ankles. She crawls to me and then straddles me again this time her crotch area against me. I have to fight the urge to create friction but lucky for me she starts creating itShe grinds herself on me making it possible for me to feel her delicate-able wetness coat me through the fabric of her thong that I have to clench my jaw to calm myself down. She starts moaning and I can't tell whether the throbbing sensation I'm feeling is my dick or her pussy but fuck I'm about to lose it"Nina please," I say finally begging and she bites her lip looking at me. She continues to grind on me increasing the friction. We both
Nina POV:Having the best sleep of my life I get stirred awake by murmurs and snickering"Nina" I hear someone say but I brush them off snuggling into the warm body next to me but it moves irritating me"Daniel stop moving" I mumble but someone says my name again. Opening my one eye I start seeing a bunch of old ladies I haven't seen since I was 18. Startled I sit up to find Daniel equally as shocked as me"Nina what's going on," Daniel says and I quickly grab the sheets to cover myself and him"No worry we see the bites on your neck know that hubby fuck good," one of my Aunties says and I turn bright red"Uhm Daniel these are my Aunties, Sakura, Aya, Ema, Himari, and Eiko, " I say pointing at each of them earning each to wave at him"Nice to meet you all," he says and I smile wishing for the world to swallow me whole right now"I never know you're into a white boy, Nina" Auntie Ema says and I groan hiding my face with the sheet"Of course she does. She ran to America and white boys l
Daniel POV:Sitting in Nina's dad's office I try my best to remain calm and not get involved as they speak but the more they speak the more I see how he doesn't even hide his distaste for Nina. It was one thing for him to tell me he wanted a son and was disappointed to get a daughter but to show her to her face is starting to piss me off"But dad this is my wedding I want Mom to be here," Nina says pleading her case and he just stares at her while smoking his cigar. Noticing her squirming in his gaze I squeeze her thigh to remind her to stand her ground"Mr. Takahashi if my wife wants her mother at this shitshow of a wedding that we both can't even have a say in the least you could do is allow her one wish, "I say meeting his glare with one of my own. He stares for about 3 seconds and then chuckles"I heard my daughter Mr. Peters but considering we both know why her mother can't be here is rather funny isn't it," he says and then it clicks. Nina turns to me and I know she noticed me s
Nina POV:This is the part in the movie where the bride stands in front of a full-body mirror staring at herself in a dress that she likes, getting married to the love of her life. Happy tears brimmed in her eyes at the thought that she'd finally made it to the day her little herself always dreamed ofInstead, all I see is the dread of knowing this isn't the wedding of my dreams instead it's someone else's. A truce between mafias for my unborn child to take over one dayI don't think I'll ever get over the fact my father killed my mother because I wasn't a boy. I spent most of the night crying about it until the need for revenge roused upI'm still going to go through with this wedding and if the opportunity reveals itself I might just kill my fatherNone of this is how I dreamed my wedding to go but at least I have Daniel. At that, a smile makes it to my face.I guess I have one thing to thank my dad for even though I hate thinking about it but he's the reason Daniel and I's paths cr
Bella POV: "Xavier's here," called Amari's mom, Elizabeth, her voice tinged with a mix of excitement and apprehension, standing by the window. I hadn't seen Xavier in three months, and I suppose it's for the best. He wasn't exactly a fun person to be around when Amari died. It had only been six months since that day, and the weight of the loss still hung heavy on all of us. Sometimes, I felt like Elizabeth forced these little get-togethers so we could all talk freely about Amari. Today, though, it was an exception because it was Amari's 19th birthday. The door swung open, revealing Xavier wearing a leather jacket, a black top, and dark jeans. He was carrying a duffel bag, and in his left hand, he held a picture of him and Amari on their wedding day, a bittersweet smile on his lips. Just the thought of that day made me feel sick. I clutched tighter onto my martini glass, my fingers trembling, feeling like I might need something stronger to get through this day. The memories flooded
Bella POV: Sitting on my couch, high on Percocet, I stared at the bottle of gin and the three lines of coke next to it. I was too high right now to figure out which one was more appealing. I slumped into depression when I got home; I mean, how could I not? Xavier had been in and out of rehab, but he stayed in the one Amari and I were in, specifically, in the room she stayed in the longest because he wanted to be close to her. So when Xavier pulled up a picture the facility had of her, I automatically shut down. But they made it worse when they started bringing up good, happy, fun memories. So it wasn't quite my fault right now that I relapsed. I didn't know how long it had been since I stared at these substances in front of me. I wanted to do both, but frankly, after I almost overdosed a month ago, I never wanted to experience that again, so I was taking it easy. Hearing a knock at the door, I wasn't sure if my mind was making it up or if someone was actually knocking. I wasn't t
Bella POV: The bed dips when he climbs off to take off his pants and then dips again when he climbs back on. He stops when my pelvis meets up with his. He looks at me then takes some of my wetness to rub over his swollen cock. It mixes with his precum making his tip glisten. I ache to put my lips on it but I need him inside me way more "Please" I plead moving closer to him. He sighs looking at my clit as he continues to rub himself. His balls rub on my ass as he picks up his pace. Looking at him bring himself close to a release my chest falls and rises rapidly. He looks like a sinful Greek god right now. His muscles flexing, his tattoos making him look so desirable. He looks down to find me looking and he grins slowing down his movements "You like watching me, Bella" he rasps halting to a stop and I nod at him. He takes my hand and grabs my index finger and middle finger. He brings his tip to them coating my fingerprints with his wetness. He lets go of my hand and he watches me.
Bella's POV: "Grief. That's what my life has turned into," I said, my voice a soft tremor echoing my inner turmoil. "I went from being a depressed teenage dirtbag who experimented with every single drug she could find at 14. Then I got myself into a rehab where I met a little girl who became my best friend. I got better for her, so she would know she could leave and not die in there like others. She managed to get out, but then she passed away a year and a half ago. The girl I got better for, the reason I fought so hard, passed away. They say you should get better for yourself, but what good is it if you have no one to celebrate your progress with? I mean, I should be proud of myself, and I am, but life sucks, and drugs just numb the pain. I relapsed a lot after she died, but a friend who helped me get better before is helping me again. And thanks to you wonderful people, I feel like my life is getting better and easier. So, I can proudly say I'm six months sober," I declared, my voi