Matthew Anderson

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  • by Matthew Anderson Charlotte's POV", "What have I done?" I asked myself as I touched my lips, which swelled after sharing a mind-blowing kiss with the hot chef. I was leaning at the back frame of my bedroom door, trying to control the loud beating of my heart. I knew it was a mistake, but it felt so right to kiss him back. He looked so hot that I could no longer fight back the urge to taste his full lips. I could still feel the taste of Jack's lips on my mouth and smell his intoxicating scent that stuck in my body and made…
  • by Matthew Anderson Jack's POV "Kiss her, kiss her," those were the words that kept repeating in my mind as I had my conversation with Hunter's sister, and I hated that I couldn't stop myself from staring at her beautiful face and her full red lips were so inviting that I lost control. I used to be strong, and I could control myself no matter how intense my emotions were; something like this only happened once, and it was with Madeline. We were at the beach enjoying ourselves with my friends, and even if I knew she had…
  • by Matthew Anderson Charlotte's POV I didn't know what I was doing, and I couldn't believe myself watching Jack taking laps in the pool. I felt obligated to accompany him after he prepared French fries and fresh fruit juice for me. I could feel the sweetness of the apple mixed with fresh orange in my mouth, and there were more than just two flavors in my juice that I couldn't pinpoint its flavor. I felt shy to ask him, and I wondered why even the juice he prepared tasted so good. I hate to admit that Jack Morigan is more…
  • by Matthew Anderson Jack's POV", I sighed as I looked at Charlotte's figure walking away from me. I wanted to stop her, but I was speechless, and I didn't want to upset her more. I didn't intend to offend her since I wished she would stay and talk with me, but it seemed my plan had failed. I lost interest in having a night swim since I felt so guilty, and I walked towards the nearest chaise lounge and lay down while I was still thinking about Charlotte. I couldn't believe she would make me feel this way. I didn't expect I…
  • by Matthew Anderson Charlotte's POV", I know how much I wanted to have a night swimming with Jack. I couldn't stop thinking about his toned body beneath his shirt; I was dying to see his abs since I could see how muscular his arms were, and I was sure it would be so nice to be wrapped in his arms. Why is this happening to me? Am I desperate to get laid by the hot chef? I knew I was preserving myself for my great love; for the one I want to spend my life with for the rest of my life, I don't think I could find a man who…
  • by Matthew Anderson Jack's POV It seemed like Charlotte was so determined with her decision, she didn't want me to be in her house, and I didn't want to go home, especially now that I was starting to see the real Charlotte Divenson. She was wearing a shirt and shorts, so simple, yet, she still looked so beautiful and young that I wanted to take her into my arms. I knew I came here to Barcelonia to make her fall for me and not the other way around. Watching her eat her food without care if she was the daughter of Clark…
  • by Matthew Anderson Charlotte's POV", I couldn't believe I felt so affected by the hot chef who showed up unannounced on my doorstep. It was still a mystery to me who paid for that advertisement in the newspaper if I only had money; I am sure I already went to the publication and complained I didn't pay for it, but I couldn't deny I felt so glad someone did it for my sake. No matter how I squeezed my mind, I couldn't think of anyone else who would do something like that; It would be impossible if Lucia did it for me, she…
  • by Matthew Anderson Jack's POV "Just leave your things, Jack, except for the food," Charlotte said when I was about to carry my suitcase and my hand-carry bag. "No one will touch your things; you already said this place is secluded," she added before she got inside the house, and I let out a heavy sigh before I went after her with the take-out food in my hands; my eyes widened when I saw the interior of the manor. It was perfect on the inside, from the high ceiling to expensive chandeliers, and I could see expensive…
  • by Matthew Anderson Charlotte's POV Never in my entire life have I imagined I would do something against my will because of hunger. Jewelry, maybe; I remembered I asked my dad about something that I liked; it was a beautiful necklace with an intricate diamond pendant. Dad asked me to attend that gala with him before he bought me anything, and even if I didn't want to go, I didn't have a choice but to obey, even if I was dying to get out and party with my friends. I wanted to laugh at myself for being so pathetic; how could…
  • by Matthew Anderson Jack's POV My ride arrived on time, and I left my hotel around ten o'clock in the morning, hoping I would come to the Divenson manor at lunchtime. I instructed the driver that we should have a stopover at the nearest Chinese restaurant since I was craving Chinese food, and Hunter also told me that it was one of her sister's favorites. I enjoyed the entire ride since I loved watching the trees on the side of the road, and I could tell the location of their estate was secluded, and I saw a few houses, but…
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