Saying "I Do" to my ex

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of candlelight casting gentle shadows on the walls. He threw me on the bed, I bounced slightly in the bed because of the force. He started removing my clothes, without wasting any time I started taking off his shirt. The few buttons of his shirt were broken because I was in a hurry. I looked into his eyes, seeing a depth of emotion that mirrored my own feelings. There was a vulnerability there, a shared understanding that transcended words. I felt a flutter in my stomach, a warmth that spread through my body as I leaned in closer. His hand brushed against my cheek, his touch gentle and reassuring. He whispered words of affection, his voice a soft murmur that sent shivers down my spine. I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation, the closeness we shared. He leaned in, his lips brushing against my forehead, tracing a path of tender kisses down my face. Each kiss was a promise, a testament to our shared journey and the depth of our feelings for each other. My breath caught as he whispered softly his voice filled with emotion, "I've never felt this way with anyone else. You're my home Claire." With those words I kiss his lips gently, passionate kiss, a merging of our souls that spoke of love, trust and a connection. He licked his lips before taking my right foot in his hand and started kissing, I watched him coming towards my thigh. I m**ned loudly when I felt the kiss on my inner thigh. Before he could go any further I forcefully pushed him sidely and hovered over him. His hands wandered arpund my bare back and finally reached at my a** squeezing it hardly. I m**ned against his broad chest. He slowly th***ting inside me. I was unable to control all the pleasure I was getting. I don't know how to describe the feeling but it felt perfect, it felt right, it felt heaven. He increase the pace and with one last th***t we both came in same time. We both panted heavily as he fell on top of of me, without hurting me. He buried his face on my neck whispering inaudible words. "I love you" he said with a soft voice. "I know, I love you too J- I opened my eyes at flight attendant voice. I was back in reality from flashback. We are arriving in London. Everyone, please fasten your seatbelts now we are landing. The flight attendant said on the intercom. I stayed silent in my place, watching the outside view and waiting for this airplane to land soon. I still don't want to go home. Dad called me urgently, so here I came back to London. I wanted to stay in the Philippines as long as possible. Two years is not enough to forget about him. The pain I have felt in these two years is not easy for me. I looked for a cab. I told him to take me to the nearest hotel and, after that, I glued my eyes to the outside of the window of the cab. I hope I will not meet him again. He is the one for whom I have to go away from my dad. He must be missing me a lot. In those two years, I only ignored Dad's calls and messages. I am a bad daughter. My father doesn't know I am coming to London today. This wasn't my plan to come here earlier. I just need some time to think. To forget about my painful past. I don't want to come here but my dad told me it's an emergency so I took an early flight as soon as possible. I don't know what that f*****g emergency was. He just told me that it was about our business. I can only help him. Soon we arrived at the hotel. But it wouldn't change the fact that I am here now in London.I checked into the hotel I was going to stay for the night. I sighed as I stared at the glass window of my hotel room. I saw the beauty of London at night. What kind of emergency is dad talking about? I mumbled under my breath. Taking a quick shower, lots of questions running inside my head. I need a long and peaceful sleep. I need to go home as soon as possible. Dad is waiting for me. I also wanted to know the reason why dad called me here. Dad will be surprised to see me in London. I didn't inform him. I was back in London. I know he misses me a lot, he always tells me without you this entire house feels empty. I also miss him a lot. After mom passed away, dad took care of me like a good father and mother. Morning came fast. I checked out of the hotel. I booked a cap and my destination was "James Mansion." I am not sure what my dad would tell me. I was away from him for the whole two years. I took a deep breath as I stepped out of the cab, staring at our house, all the old memories flashing in my brain. It's been two years since I came here. I missed this place so much. I pushed the gate and walked inside. I feel a little scared as I am walking toward the door. I closed my eyes and took a long breath and rang the door bell. After a few minutes, a maid opened the door. She is new here. I never saw her here before. "May I know you and what brought you here?" She asked me. I could say she is new here. That's why she doesn't know me. I was about to say when "She is my daughter." I turned to the side where that person spoke. He is no other than my dad. I ran toward him as fast as I could and hugged him tightly. "I miss you a lot dad," I told him, crying. "I miss you too, my little baby girl, and stop crying. I don't like to see big water drops falling from my daughter's eyes.' "DAD!" I said to him in a complaining way. "Okay, I apologize. I am only joking with you, my little baby girl . I am sorry I have urgently called you here." "It's okay Dad, why did you call me urgently? Is there any problem related to our business?" I asked him. "I am glad you are back here beside me. And I call you for important work. Yes, there is a big problem related to our business and only you can help us," he told me in a pleading voice. "What happened dad? Anything serious? I will definitely help you," I asked him in a worried voice. "I don't know how you will react, but it's very important for our business, so please don't hate your father afterwards." "I will never hate you dad. First tell me what happened?" Again I asked him, in a worried voice. Why is dad keeping so much suspense from me? I can't handle it anymore? First he called me urgently and now he is not telling me everything. "Claire, our business is facing financial problems and with one business deal we can solve our financial problems." "How can we solve that problem, dad? Please tell me I will definitely help you." "You have to marry Mr.Robinson's son." "WHAT?"