Shadow Of The Past | Ongoing

69| "whats stopping you?" 🔥

NAOMI

"I'm not mad about the fact that Ace is my father. I liked him the moment we got here. I'm just so upset because you never told me the truth, and that we've been with Ace for the longest time and you still never told me," Amara said, her voice thick with emotion.

Her words hit me like a wave of guilt and remorse.

"I mean, my whole life, I was struggling, only to find out my father was right in front of my face this entire time. I understand why you never told me, Mom, but I would have wanted to know," Amara continued, her eyes searching mine for answers.

Tears welled up in my own eyes as I listened to Amara's heartfelt words. The pain and disappointment she felt were palpable, and I felt a deep ache in my chest knowing that I had kept such a crucial truth from her.

"I'm so sorry, Amara," I whispered, reaching out to gently wipe away her tears. "I should have told you the truth a long time ago. I was scared, and I didn't know how to explain everything. But that doesn't excuse my silence. You deserve to know your story."

Amara nodded slowly, her expression softening slightly.

"I promise, from now on, I will be honest with you, no matter how difficult the truth may be," I vowed, squeezing her hand gently.

Amara gave me a small nod, her eyes reflecting a mix of pain and understanding.

Together, we sat in silence for a moment, the weight of our conversation hanging heavy in the air. But in that quiet moment, I felt a glimmer of hope—a chance to rebuild the trust between us and heal the wounds that had been left open for far too long

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We walked back into the house together, the weight of their conversation still lingering between us. As we entered, everyone's eyes turned toward us, and Ace immediately rushed over.

"You two okay?" he asked, his concern evident in his voice.

"Yeah, we're all good now," I assured him, offering a small smile.

I took a deep breath before continuing, "Well, Amara now knows that you're her father," I announced, hoping for a positive reaction.

"Really?" Ace's eyes widened in surprise and joy.

"Yeah," I confirmed, feeling a mix of relief and apprehension.

"Hi, Dad," Amara spoke up for the first time, her voice filled with a mixture of emotions.

Ace's face softened with adoration as he looked down at his daughter. The room filled with affectionate sounds and murmurs of "awws" from Ace's family.

"Hello, sweetheart," Ace replied warmly, dropping down to Amara's height as she rushed into his arms for a hug.

"I'm happy you're my dad," Amara said, her voice filled with genuine warmth and sincerity.

"And I'm so proud and happy to have you as my daughter," Ace replied, his voice filled with love and emotion.

In that moment, I watched as my daughter and her father embraced, their bond solidifying before my eyes.

It was a bittersweet moment, filled with healing and understanding.

As I stood there, witnessing the reunion between father and daughter, a sense of hope washed over me.

Despite the challenges we had faced, I knew that we were on the path toward healing and reconciliation as a family.

And with Ace by our side, I believed that we could navigate the future together, one step at a time.

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Amara and Ace spent most of the night talking and laughing together, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment. I watched from a distance, my heart swelling with a mixture of emotions.

Seeing them together was a sight I never thought I needed. In fact, it was a sight I never thought my heart would experience—a sense of completeness and joy as I witnessed my daughter connecting with her father.

As they shared stories and laughter, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude and happiness. Despite the challenges and uncertainties we had faced, this moment of unity and connection filled me with hope for the future.

Amara's laughter echoed through the room, mingling with Ace's warm voice, and I admired their easy rapport. It was as though a missing piece of our family puzzle had finally found its place, bringing a sense of wholeness that I had longed for.

In that moment, as I watched them bond, I felt my heart overflow with love and contentment. Whatever challenges lay ahead, I knew that we would face them together as a family united by love and forgiveness. For the first time in a long while, I allowed myself to believe in the possibility of a brighter tomorrow.

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It was the next day, and I was by the pool, basking under the warm rays of the sun. Suddenly, Ace's voice interrupted my peaceful moment.

"You look breathtaking," he said, his admiration evident in his tone.

I chuckled softly. "If only I could take you now," he added with a mischievous grin.

"What's stopping you?" I teased, lifting my sunglasses to peer at him.

Without hesitation, Ace came over to me, scooped me up in his arms, and started walking towards the house. I couldn't help but laugh as he carried me effortlessly.

Before I knew it, he had placed me gently onto the bed inside.

"Oh, you're serious," I remarked, amusement dancing in my eyes.

"Yes, I'm serious, and you asked for it," he replied with a playful glint in his eye, causing me to bite down on my bottom lip in anticipation.

"Take this off." He said his finger pulling at the side of my blacm bikini bottom.

And I got to work, removing it.

"Try keep it down this time." He said, leaning forward, his hand on either side of my head.

He leaned down and started kissing my neck, silent moans escaping my mouth

He slowly started trialing his kisses down to my thighs before he went to my center and the moment he begins sucking and picking circles around my clit, my back arches towards the ceiling and my hands grip the sheets.

He continued for a while and he now stood in between my thighs, his duck sliding up ad down my clutch in a teasing manner.

"Put it inside or ill do it myself." I said.

"Why in a hurry, I want to savour the moment."

"Savour it while your fuck me." I said.

"Yes ma'am." He said and I grinned and my head feel back when he entered me.

"Holy shit." He moaned.

He got to work, moving quickly. He paces his hand on my abdomen and presses down slowly, applying more pressure making me feel it even more.

"Holy fucking shit." I moaned.

He leans down to me again and kisses me.

My nails dig into his back. He goes faster, causing me to go mentally and physically insane.

He pulls put in one smooth move and kisses my lips beofre saying, "pack your things, were going flying somewhere." He said, grinning at me.

"Where?" I asked.

"You'll see soon." He said before placing one last kiss on my lips.

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