Broken Hearts

by S. G. Sonysa

  “What do you mean?” I questioned him, confused.

  “I bought this house last week but didn’t show you because it needed some renovation. I actually wanted to give you this as a Christmas gift. The renovation wasn’t complete, so I waited to show you this.” He looked at me.

  When I didn’t say anything, he started to look anxious.

  “’It’s in your name as well. I know you have to stay here in Oakland until you graduate that’s why I bought this house. You can move in whenever you want,” he said.

  I was just staring at him in disbelief.

  “Are you insane? You bought an extremely extravagant two-story house for a Christmas gift. I’m still not over the gifts you gave Noah and me on Christmas. Now, this damn house!” I said.

  “If you don’t like my gifts then I am sorry. I just want to do so much for you and Noah. I know I overdo things, but I don’t know any other way to show how much I love you both.”

  I was just staring and absorbing every word he said. It touched my heart. I didn’t know when he learned to say things like this.

  “I’m an idiot, aren’t I? I’m doing everything wrong,” he said, leaning his head on mine and closing his eyes.

  I placed my hand on his jaw and started making circles with my thumb and said, “You are an idiot, but a good one. Noah is still young. He has no idea how costly those gifts were. For him, every one of those gifts was given by his father, and that made him happy.”

  “And I only did that to make him happy,” he said staring at me again.

  “I know. But if you will keep doing that he will soon become a spoiled rich kid.”

  “I understand it. Next time, I’ll talk to you before buying something for him.” He took my hand in his.

  “The good thing is that I can give you anything and everything I want because you won’t turn into a spoiled kid,” he whispered in my ear.

  His breath was tickling me, so I pulled back and smiled mischievously.

  “I can turn into a spoiled rich wife. You never know,” I said with shrug of my shoulder.

  He said, “You are allowed to turn into a spoiled rich wife.”

  His husky voice sent a shiver to my spine.

  I just wanted to throw myself at him and kiss the hell out him for being so sweet and saying the right thing every time.

  “I think it’s pretty late. I need to go back home,” I said.

  “I don’t want you to go. I want to spend every day and every night of my life with you.”

  Then I noticed there were dark circles under his eyes like he wasn’t getting proper sleep. He looked tired and drowsy.

  “Can you stay here tonight with me?” he asked me.

  “Okay.”

  He looked shocked, eyes wide open and jaw dropped.

  “Are you serious?” he said, looking like he didn’t believe me one bit.

  “I’m dead serious. Just let me call my mom and tell her about my plans before Dad freaks out and sends a search party.” I picked my cell phone up and dialed Mom’s number.

  When she picked up, I asked her about Noah. She told me he was already asleep. I told her I would be staying with Chase tonight, which shocked her. I never lied to my dad, so I pleaded her to tell him that I would be staying at Julia’s tonight.

  “What?” I asked him, raising my eyebrows.

  “Tell me if I kiss you right now, would you get angry?” He had a smirk on his handsome face.

  “There’s only one way to find out, and that’s testing your luck,” I said, smirking.

  He didn’t waste a second and smashed his lips on mine. The way he was kissing me made my legs wobble. I could feel his passion, his desperation. The way his lips were moving with mine felt like he was marking my soul. I kissed him back with the same ferocity, same passion, and desperation.

  When we broke the kiss, we were both smiling like crazy at each other. Then he gave me one more peck on my lips and scooped me into his arms.

  “What are you doing? Put me down this instant. I have legs, and I can walk on them pretty well,” I said, glaring at him.

  “You… you used to be so quiet and shy. I liked that thing about you. And now you talk too much woman.” He had a smug smile on his face.

  “Hey… I have changed a lot in the last three years. I have become talkative because I have to answer every question our three-year-old son asks. I have to feed his curiosity,” I said.

  Chase laughed, and his laugh was music to my ears.

  “Can you please tell me why are we going to the roof?” I asked him.

  “Oh, God. You just can’t wait till we get there.” He pretended to be annoyed.

  I didn’t say anything. After climbing five hundred and fifty steps, well not literally, I just felt that they were too long; he stopped outside the brown wooden door.

  He pushed it open with his leg and went inside then put me down on my feet. I was busy staring at the beauty of the place. The rooftop was decorated with different types of flowers. There was a small fountain in the center. Two stylish chairs were sitting in the middle with one small table in the center.

  “It’s so beautiful here,” I said to him, still looking at the view.

  “Come, let’s sit.” He gestured with his hand towards the chairs.

  I nodded, and we sat down on the chairs. The cold breeze was tickling our skin while we were sharing almost everything about ourselves. This time we were creating a stronger bond than before. I found out that he knew so much about me already and it was courtesy of my mom.

  Then after spending hours on the rooftop, we decided that sitting there longer would make us both sick. We went down and decided to watch a movie. We picked the room which had dark curtains so we could watch the movie with the lights off.

  Chase and I got under the comforters after playing the movie on TV. It was a romantic comedy movie. I had not watched it before. When I turned to look at Chase, I found him asleep with his arms folded and a frown on his face.

  I picked up the remote control and pressed the off button to turn off the TV. Then I put my head on a pillow and stared at his sleeping form beside me.

  I smoothened his eyebrows out then gave him a peck on his lips. It felt like a dream to be here with him and sleep in his arms.

  Chapter Thirty-Eight

  Then Be My Very Personal Slave

  Hailey

  Next morning, I woke up feeling featherlike kisses on my neck. Unintentionally, a moan escaped my lips.

  “Chase,” I moaned his name, making him stop for a second.

  Then he started sucking the skin of the hollow part of my neck. I couldn’t stop the loud moan escaping my mouth when I felt his tongue massaging the flesh that stung.

  He kissed his way from my neck to my ear and placed a kiss behind my ear. I shuddered. My eyes were closed from the ecstasy running through my veins. I had never felt something like this before in my life. His kisses felt heavenly to me, arousing some new feelings inside me for the first time.

  I put my hand in his silky hair and ran my fingers through them while he continued to shower my neck with kisses.

  “Good morning,” Chase said with his husky voice, making my stomach flip.

  “Is this a new way of waking up someone sleeping?” My voice came out breathless.

  He chuckled and said, “You can say that if you want.”

  “It was certainly a good way.” I opened my eyes with a small smile on my face.

  I found Chase gazing at me with such intensity and passion in his eyes. My breath hitched when his hand tucked my traitorous strand of hair behind my ear.

  I had never seen anyone looking at me like this before like I am the most beautiful thing and he wanted to devour me. Amazingly, I felt confident under his lustful gaze, so I pulled him closer to me and brushed my lips on his lightly.

  “It is not this simple to win me back,” I said, staring at him.

  He groaned and said, “I know. I will do whatever you want me to do.”


  “You will do anything?”

  “I will do anything for you, my love.” He pecked my lips lightly.

  “Then be my very personal slave for a week,” I said, making him still.

  “What, a slave? Okay, whatever you say, princess.” He agreed, looking at me doubtfully.

  I was stunned with how easily he agreed without even asking me what I would make him do if he would become my slave.

  “Well, do I need to call you madam from now on or would you prefer mademoiselle?” he asked me with an amused expression.

  “Just call me princess. It would be fine, my personal slave.” I smiled sweetly at him.

  He leaned closer to kiss me. But I pushed him, making him fall back on the bed, and I got up. I glanced at his confused face and went to the washroom, giving him a teasing smile.

  After I was done with my daily routine, I caught my reflection in the mirror and groaned. My hair was sticking in different directions, and my face was flushed. Then my eyes landed on a red mark on my neck.

  He gave me a hickey, stupid man. He knew that I needed to go back home. If anyone saw this, I would be dead with embarrassment.

  I blushed looking at the hickey on my neck.

  I found Chase standing in front of the mirror checking his appearance.

  “Where did you get ready?” I asked him.

  “You were taking too long, so I went to another bathroom to freshen up.” He glanced at me in the mirror.

  “I wouldn’t have taken this much time in the washroom if you haven’t done this to me,” I said, removing my hair from my neck showing him his work.

  His eyes stared at the hickeys in amusement.

  Then he cleared his throat and said, “My mark is looking good on you.”

  After hearing his stupid reply, my jaw dropped.

  Was he serious right now? The nerve of this man!

  My calm eyes blazed.

  “You think it’s funny. Well, no more kisses for today.”

  The smile dropped from his face.

  “That’s unfair.”

  “I don’t care, Mr. Chase Edwards. You have to do what I say. You’re my slave.”

  “Maybe I can change your mind.” He looked at me with hopeful eyes.

  “I’m hungry. Let’s have breakfast then maybe I’ll change my mind,” I said, taking his hand in mine and dragging him out.

  We went to the cafe near the lake and ate breakfast there. Then we walked for a few minutes near the lake and even dipped our feet in the cold water, making them numb. Dipping our feet in freezing water was not a good idea because we couldn’t stand for fifteen minutes. We laughed at our stupidity but agreed that it was fun.

  Then he dropped me at my house, but not without reminding me that he was my personal slave and I could call him whenever I wanted.

  I went inside and found Mom and Dad having breakfast. I told Dad that I was with Julia working on the thesis all night, and she just dropped me off. Unexpectedly, he bought the whole story.

  I went to my room and woke Noah up. Then I gave him a shower and changed him into his black sweatpants and grey hoodie, which matched with his eyes.

  I blow-dried and combed his hair, showering his face with several kisses. I took his picture and sent it to Chase. Within a second, I received his reply.

  Chase: Noah is looking really cute. Give him a kiss for me. :-*

  Hailey: I know. After all, he is my son. :-P

  Chase: That’s true, but he looks like me more and that you can’t deny

  Hailey: Whatever, Mr. MVPS.

  Chase: What does MVPS mean?

  Hailey: My Very Personal Slave. :-P.

  Chase: Only yours, Hailey ;-)

  Hailey: Only mine.

  I turned beetroot after reading his last text. I replied and went to take a shower.

  The rest of the day was boring. I went grocery shopping and completed my thesis. When dinner time came, I went downstairs with Noah. He was on my back because he wanted a piggyback ride from Mommy.

  I helped Mom with the last minute preparation and set the table.

  I was busy enjoying dinner, and I didn’t notice that someone was observing me keenly.

  “Mommy you have a bruise on your neck. Did you also fall off the stairs like Aunt Julia?” Noah asked, making me choke on my food.

  Mom and Dad stilled and stared at me.

  I was coughing like a dying woman, making them get up and rub my back. Mom offered me a glass of water, and I took it, drinking hurriedly.

  When I stopped coughing, and my breathing became normal, I looked at my parents who were giving me a we-need-to-talk-alone stare.

  I quickly finished my dinner with a red-hot face and tried escaping, but I was unsuccessful.

  “Noah, your favorite cartoon is playing on TV. Go watch it,” my father said to him, and he ran towards the living room, leaving his poor mommy alone.

  Turning to me, my dad said, “Hailey, do you want to tell us anything?”

  It was not the right time to tell my dad about Chase and me.

  I shook my head and said, “No. No, Dad.”

  “Okay. Then I’m waiting until you think you are ready to share with me who gave you bruises on your neck.” He got up from the chair and left me with Mom.

  I groaned and put my face on the table in embarrassment.

  “Hailey, is it really a love bite?” Mom asked me with a mischievous smile on her face.

  “Please Mom, don’t tease me.” I looked a bit more flushed.

  “I’m your mother. You can tell me this stuff. I can give you a few tips on how to hide them properly if you want,” she said, winking at me.

  “Oh God! Mom, please stop talking like a teenager.”

  She rolled her eyes at me.

  “I’m going to my bedroom. Good night and use a cold spoon if you want that gone by tomorrow morning,” she said and got up.

  “Good night and sweet dreams, Mom.”

  After cleaning the table, I took Noah with me upstairs. Then we read his favorite book until he fell asleep. At almost 1:00 a.m. I heard my cell phone ringing.

  Picking up my cell phone, I found it was a call from Chase. My heart started to beat wildly.

  “Hello,” I said.

  “Uh… Hi. I hope I didn’t wake you up?”

  “No, you didn’t. I was awake reading.”

  “Oh… and here I thought you were thinking about me.” He teased me.

  Then we started talking about our day and made some plans for tomorrow. I fell asleep with a wide smile on my face that night.

  Chapter Thirty-Nine

  Something I Wasn’t Expecting

  Hailey

  Today, Chase asked me to get ready at 5:00 p.m. because he had planned something for us.

  Chase had been playing the role of my very personal slave for five days. And he had convinced me by literally doing anything and everything on my command. Last night, when he called me, we started chatting normally, but I was craving for ice cream and told him that I wanted to eat some. After fifteen minutes, he was standing outside my house looking disheveled and sexy with a tub of my favorite chocolate and cookie dough ice cream and two plastic spoons in hand.

  I went down, and we sat in his car. We talked while eating ice cream until sunrise. For the first time in my life, I realized how it felt when you were in love with someone and that someone loved you back.

  We had been spending a lot of time together, stealing kisses while keeping our relationship secret from the world. Noah was mostly involved in our plans, but today Chase asked me to meet him alone.

  We had become so close these past few days that now going back to my old life seemed impossible. Our little make-out session here and there felt so thrilling. Sometimes my stupid brain made me think like we were forbidden lovers meeting in secret and that excited me.

  Chase had been treating me like a princess, showering me with gifts and surprises every day. He had been playing the role of a perfect husband that any girl dreamed
of.

  Chase had opened his heart out for me and placed it on my feet for me to take it or stomp on it. He left the choice to me. The thing was that I felt scared of repeating the same mistake. I was hesitant to take the next step.

  I sighed, placing my hair on the left shoulder. For today, I selected a simple soft pink dress that reached my knees. I put a little amount of blush and lip gloss then applied some mascara.

  I glanced at myself in the mirror and felt satisfied with my look. I put my stilettos on and picked my clutch with my jacket then walked downstairs.

  When I reached downstairs, I saw my mom and Noah sitting on the couch and reading newspaper. Mom was teaching him how to read the newspaper, which had recently caught his attention, and he had become very adamant to learn how to read it.

  When he saw me, he came running to me.

  “Mommy you’re looking so pretty,” Noah said, looking at me from head to toe.

  His reactions were always cute, and he never forgot to compliment me.

  I kneeled down and hugged him. Then I placed a kiss on his cheek. I told him that I was going out, and he needed to be a good kid and go to bed on time.

  Mom came to me and stared at me with her teasing smile.

  “Mom, please stop giving me those weird smiles. I’m going out with Chase, so I really need you to cover for me,” I said with my puppy dog face.

  She rolled her eyes and said, “I’m very tempted to tell your dad about your secret lover.”

  My face turned crimson.

  “But like a good mother, I will keep it a secret even when you don’t share any juicy updates with poor me,” she said, making a sad face.

  Taking both her hands in mine, I gave them a squeeze and said, “Mom, I promise. I will tell you everything tonight.”

  “Hailey, you mean tomorrow morning because you hardly have time for us at night.” She was teasing me again, making me groan.

  She wouldn’t let a moment slide without teasing me.

  She said that I was a very good source of entertainment. My life story was as good as the TV soaps that she watched on TV. And she enjoyed watching my reaction to her teasing comments. I felt my cell phone vibrate. I looked at it, and it was a message from Chase saying that he was outside my house, waiting for me. I said bye to my mom and went out.