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Between Memories and Faces

Chapter 2 Your wife

Word Count: 1318    |    Released on: 26/05/2025

go back to Seattle," he s

seen me naked... I couldn't finish the thought

e said with a slight smile,

t was going through my head-I'm very expressive-an

nother wave of heat

at's true," I r

der his gaze. André's eyes widened, his expression darkened, and his

ess prey in front of a

he murmured, admir

quickly looked away and grabbed a pair of panties and a blue lac

ound myself wondering how I could remember colors but not important eve

n us, grabbed me by the waist, and gently pu

rists above my head with one hand, his hi

r G

the opportunity to slide his tongue between my lips, exploring my mouth. My tongue timidly met his, beginning a slow, sensual dance of touch and rhythm. He cupped m

a sexual god. He's my hus

be inside you," he

aching, wet, and consumed by an un

warned, his voice thick with desire as his eyes raked ove

I had just r

pped on the dre

André asked, h

't dare say a word. Despite him being m

oftly, slipping the c

ave lunch, and then return t

t?" I asked

elico

. A helicopter?

e a heli

said, as if it were completely norma

sed through me. It wasn't unpleasant-it was warm, electr

ctually, they were looking at him, and then at me, with open

for us in the par

who's

nd bodyguard

, eyes wide, glancing

er anything about my life with him. T

afford it," h

amous singer or

businessman in Seattle..

Did I marry

lionaire?" I

a bit annoyed. Wh

n married?" I asked,

," he sai

exactly?"

I stood frozen, an impulse to run flooding my

shb

our groom is going to melt when he sees you," a woman says as I sta

f Fla

ome." He stepped closer, holding out his hand again. I hesitate

intertwining our

you or made you uncomfo

ing by the open door of a luxurious car. At least I remember what a

s voice pulled me

Taylor, this is Ana, my wife." Th

" he asked, cl

Did we not know ea

to meet yo

ndré corrected

a pleasure," Tay

the hotel,"

flashback I had really was from our wedding day. I hoped so. At least the memories w

take my eyes off him-a man who looked like a dr

p, trying to calm myself. I was trapped between conf

noise blending into a strange, soothing rhythm. André glanced at me

he asked, brea

ng to remember," I

his lips, as if he understood e

f. The memories will re

member?" The words slipped

his lips tighte

Ana?" His voice was gentle, but ther

w. Maybe because... what

for a moment, t

ories are necessary.

in, each lost in

of life di

m so sure, whil

mporary effect of the accident-and th

rediscover how I ever managed to capture

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