Novels by Ehmie writess

Tristan lay on his back with his entire body covered in Noa's moisturizing massage oil as she rubbed her palms over his greasy torso, a smile plastered on her face.He had been quiet the whole time, staring at her. How was he going to tell her? That the contract was off. How was he going to apologize for wasting her time with the stupid contract? She'd have to go back to her asshole of a boyfriend. How was he going to explain that he wanted her, and if it were in his power, he'd never let her go. How?He had to tell her sooner or later. The reason why the contract duration was that short and was now even shorter, as he was running out of time. Thankfully, his lawyer was coming tomorrow.His thoughts were interrupted by the cool sensation of the oil being smeared over his now erect cock. He hissed and shut his eyes in pleasure, his heart racing. When his dick was fully oiled, Noa held it in her fist and squeezed not too hard on it and he exhaled heavily.She stroked him up and down, th

Noa lazed about the penthouse bored. She had run out of activities to do. She binged tv for hours, scrolled through her phone and even cooked. She wondered how Tristan coped living alone… well, Ethan lived with him too, so it couldn't be that boring.Now she decided to actually tour the penthouse for the first time since her arrival. She walked round the massive apartment, looking, admiring and touching. There were picture frames here and there, but none had even a photo of Tristan. Just random art that looked like they cost a fortune.Maybe he had some put away in his room. She walked to his room and tried to open the door but it was locked. “Hmph, does he think I'm a thief?” She muttered and tried again but it was still locked.Noa walked into a random room and it was dark. She turned the light switch on and the lights came on but it shone very dimly. The room was probably the smallest in the house and had only a piano in it and a stool behind it. She walked round the piano and sat

Noa sat at the table, having dinner with Tristan and Ethan. The whole contract thingy felt surreal to her. Ethan and Tristan kept glancing at each other from time to time. If humans could communicate telepathically, they would've been having their usual banter. With Ethan giving him a million reasons why he can't let his small flame with Noa escalate.Tristan knew Ethan was only looking out for him. And if anything, he owed Ethan his life, for being the closest thing to a family to him and for always having his back.Tristan knew himself. It was easy for him to get emotionally attached to a person. He could also be very clingy and ever always dreamed of being in a happy family, with parents and siblings or a wife and children. But he had none. He knew that he'd fall deeply in love with Noa if he didn't have Ehan to advise and talk sense into him every minute.Two weeks, one woman. No love, just sex.It sounded too structured. Like none of it was real but it was so real. She was seate

Tristan paced the living room of his penthouse, with a glass of champagne in his hand. He was restless since Ethan left to go meet with Noa at her workplace. He knew for sure the bastard was intentionally declining his calls to raise his blood pressure.His heart skipped when he heard the door push open and Ethan walked in. “You bastard! Why weren't you picking my calls?!” He shouted and shoved Ethan's shoulder.“Exactly because of this.” Ethan said and walked past him into the lounge. He poured himself a glass of champagne and sat back on the sofa, relaxing.Tristan walked towards him exasperated.“I declined your calls because I didn't want to be under any sort of pressure. It was embarrassing enough that my phone rang every five minutes while I was talking to her” Ethan said and took a loud slurp of his drink.“Don't irritate me man. Tell me the outcome of your meeting with her already.”“Well. I met her and took permission from her superior to see her privately. I introduced mysel

Tristan sat in the lounge of his luxurious penthouse with Ethan. They were both dressed casually playing chess while drinking champagne. Tristan was always better at chess than Ethan and barely ever lost to him but at the moment, he was a sore loser as Ethan beat him three times in a row. “And… checkmate!” Ethan shouted and gulped the drink down his throat before clapping and throwing his fist in the air to celebrate yet another victory.Tristan pushed the inside of lower lip with his tongue and nodded in defeat. He gulped down his own drink and placed his glass on the marble stool beside the sofa.He was distracted and it was so irritating because it was coming in the way of everything he tried to focus on. He knew he wanted her again. He had her once and he'd be deceiving himself if he said it was enough for him. It wasn't love… he thought. He just wanted her for the sexual pleasure he could derive from her. And so he made his decision. “I need you to find her for me.” He said a

Noa left Tristan's apartment very early. She checked out of the hotel and went back to the place she dreaded to call home.She stood with her hands crossed over her chest listening to Rodney give his cock and bull explanation and apology. She waited for him to finish and told him it was okay. Rodney was shocked that she didn't complain or cry or even curse at him as usual. They hugged and carried on like nothing ever happened. But Noa knew she was done with Rodney—emotionally, physically and even mentally. She was only just coexisting with him.Noa had work that same day and her shift was from ten in the morning to two in the afternoon. She sat in the bus, resting her head on the glass as her mind drifted back to the man she had a one night stand with. He was everything she wished Rodney was. Caring, a gentleman, clingy, knows his hand placement…She hadn't had sex in a while as Rodney was either never in the mood or had body aches at that exact time. She wondered why she kept on forg