Gemini Chapter I & II

Ladies & Gentlemen,

Thank you in advance for following and linking to my blog! Gemini is a good read, huh? Continue to follow Gemini as we are moving to big things. I want to give you a teaser...Gemini from the beginning (what you have read) and NEXT! Chapter II, how Sanji and Theodore meet. This I must say is my best as well as favorite chapter of the whole book because as a reader you get to sit front row and vision how a woman of excellence contradict her morals for a man that simply goes after what he wants...As you read you see It's more than just business. It was real.
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His skin is of a chocolate essence and taste so sweet. I lay next to him in our bed and I just stare, as he lay asleep, looking so peaceful. I dare to reach out to him and allow my fingers to trace his well-manicured mustache and trim. It's just a little past eight o' clock in the morning and I'm sure he will awaken any minute so that he can get home to his wife and family. He told Alessandria that he had a weekend long business trip in Sacramento and I know his children couldn’t wait to see him. He promised Theodore, Jr. that he would make it to his afternoon soccer game out at the resorts plaza.
He shifts positions and turns his body facing me and opens his eyes. Our eyes meet. I swear this man is my soul mate. I smile at him and he smiles back.
"Good morning, my love," he says groggily as if he still has not fully awaken. I say nothing to him I pull myself on top of him and allow my lips to meet his and our tongues to explore each other’s. His hands explored all over my body until they find their way underneath my beige satin nightie. His hands palm my entire behind and he cuffs a handful of my blessings in each hand. His hands are so big and masculine and warm, I find myself letting out a moan as he takes a seductive bite of my bottom lip.
Theodore is married but that doesn't bother me. He is with me half of the time at the Virginia Beach beachfront estate that he purchased just for him and me three years ago. I drive a midnight black Aston Martin that he bought me after our 2-year anniversary and my left ring finger wears a four carat pink princess cut diamond and platinum ring from Tiffany's. I am just as much his wife and she is. He loves me and takes just as much care of me as he does her and their children. Even on holidays my man makes sure that he comes and sees me.
As far as I see it the one and only advantage she has over me are their children. Theodore and Aleksandra have five children to be exact, 4 girls and one boy. Alexia being the oldest, she's sixteen. Theodore, Jr. is fourteen, the twins Talia and Mischa who are eleven and Lysette who just turned one year old.
I miscarried with our daughter 2 years ago at 6 months pregnant so just imagine how I felt when he finally told me that Aleksandra was pregnant with their fifth child. I was devastated but he made it up to me. He took me to our favorite vacation getaway in South Seas, Florida. He made sure to make it up to me our whole time we were there. I wanted to try again for our little bundle of joy but Theo insisted that we wait a few years, so I agreed.
After our love making session was over we both got into the shower together. My mission was to completely satisfy him before he returned home to her so I started another rendezvous. Theodore got out of the shower and quickly dried off. I followed him getting one of his Luigi Borelli suits out of the walk in closet. I sat on the bed in my red silk robe on watching him get dressed. After Theodore was dressed he walked over to me and softly kissed me on my lips.
"I love you baby and I'll call you later," he said, and kissed me again.
"I love you too and I'll be waiting for that call," I smiled and lay back on the bed allowing my silk robe to fall off of my shoulders displaying my full breasts. I closed my eyes once I heard the front door close shut and lock.
Our four-year anniversary was approaching and I want to do something unlike anything Theo and I had ever done before. I'll lay here for a while and ponder over my thoughts.

Alessandra Morgan
After five children and I still look damn good. From my smooth butterscotch skin down to my neatly French manicured toes up to my tightly flat stomach and finally approaching my kissable 36 C's, no wander my husband can never keep his hands off me. I cannot wait until he arrives home I miss him so much although it has only been a few days without him. I've called his cell a few times and each time he answers he's whispering saying something about how he is in an important meeting. I wish we were old enough to retire then I could have my husband all to myself. But I do have our children to keep me busy.
Alexia walks past the doorway of our bedroom. Our daughter is truly growing into a beautiful young lady. She reminds me of when I was her age, the tender age of sixteen. Her gorgeous hair down to her back and dove shaped eyes that are hazel just like my mother who was of Creole decent. Theodore promised her that after Junior's soccer game he would take her out to do a couple of spins in an area parking lot. She has set her mind to have her driver license by the time the summer starts, which is in just two months. That's one of the many qualities that I love about Theo, he's such a caring father and husband always wanting to make sure he helps out with even the smallest things.
"DADDY"! I hear my twins scream and shout out from down stairs. I hurry and to put on my pink Juicy Couture velour suit to meet me husband at the stairway. Mischa and Talia wont even allow their father to hang up his suit jacket and hat in the closet at the foyer. Their mouths are spilling out questions a mile a minute. My husband is answering them until he gets a glimpse of me standing upstairs over the stairway. He kisses our girls and motions for them to go into the entertainment room never taking his eyes off me. Of all the 19 years that we have been married my husband has never stopped looking at me with desire in his eyes, which makes me feel so confident.
He walks up the stairway and meets me at the top. We allow our hands to wrap around each other and our lips to meet. The intimacy that we share just from our kiss makes me fall in love with him all over again. I feel like my life is a fairy tale as he sweeps me off of my feet and takes me into our bedroom where he lays me across the bed. From that point on there is no more talking, just passion and desperation from the short time that we were apart. My husband works into me like the well-endowed man that he is not missing a beat of making me feel all of him and him knowing that I am all of his.










Chapter 2 "So what have you decided to do for your anniversary with Theo? How many years has it been now, five?" my best friend Mia Taylor asked after taking a sip of her apple martini. I picked up my peach vodka and papaya juice mix and took a sip before answering.
"No just four. But I am waiting on the fifth year. That means I am destined for an even bigger diamond ring for my other hand," we both laughed, "I'm not sure. I want to do something intimate and beautiful but still fun, you know? Theo's been saying for a while that he wants to go to France or Italy."
"Well how much more intimate can that be. Girl I wish I could find a man like Theo, the CEO of a fortune 500 pharmaceutical company, great lover and making all that money," Mia stared off as if daydreaming. Then she sighs and looks back at me and we both start laughing. I mean clearly I am not with Theo for his money. I met him just a year after the company he started advanced forty percent in the industry of medicine, which ranked Morgan Pharmaceuticals number 2 in the whole country for medicine merchandising. I had just graduated from George Mason University School of Law.
I was attending a seminar on health law, which Theodore was guest speaker. When I first noticed him from the front row in the audience where I sat he looked to be a man in his early forties but he was fine as hell. I mean he was still a stallion and was wearing an expensive suit. I knew that just by looking at him because my grandfather was Italian and wore nothing but expensive Italian suits. This intelligent man intrigued me. He spoke with confidence and prestige and knew this topic very well. I was in dire admiration of him.
When I noticed the ring on his left hand the disappointment came over my body. I had to admit I was disappointed. This man should be my husband! I thought. I was thirty years old and just started my law career with Hampton and Schulte as an attorney handling corporate legal disputes and settlements.
I didn't have any children and my only committed relationship had ended a little over two years ago. This was perfect timing from what I could see. Then our eyes met for what seemed like eternity but may have only been two seconds. He gave a sly smile. I quickly glanced behind me to make sure that he was indeed looking at me.
After the seminar I stood up to leave walking towards the exiting doors of the auditorium. I must've not been paying attention because I had bumped into someone exiting the large room. Everything that I had in my hands fell to the floor. When I bent down to pick everything up a large masculine hand came into my eyesight and I spotted that same ring from earlier. Once again ours eyes met.
"I am so sorry, let me be a gentlemen and pick this up for you," he replied, his voice was smooth but firm not taking his eyes from mines.
"Thank you very much, sir." I said after standing up straight.
"You don't have to call me sir? Please call me Theodore, Theodore Morgan," he extended his left hand to greet me.
"Sanji Monroe," I happily shook his hand.
We began to talk about the discussion from the seminar. I complimented him on how well he spoke and how well his speech was delivered. Out of nowhere he asked me to dinner. At first I was a little reluctant because it's obvious he is a married man but I decided that his offer was harmless, I knew my boundaries and surely he knew his. He explained that he was in Arlington for one more day and just couldn't bring himself to another night of eating alone.
Over a wonderful exquisite dinner at Me Jana's, I learned that Theodore was a surgeon at a hospital before his interest peeked for the study of medicine. He and his wife were married going on fifteen years and they shared four children. He did not appear to be unhappy in his marriage either and in fact I knew that he wasn't because every word he spoke about his family was with care and love. His wife was certainly a lucky woman. They shared a home in the Hampton. He stated that his wife did not have to work for anything. She used to be a professor in Microeconomics at the University of Virginia but left her profession after their second child was born.
I shared with him that my mother who is African American married my father an Italian storeowner in Perugia, Italy after she was stationed there during her twenty years in the US Army. I told him how I was an army brat. I had traveled all over the world with my mother and father who had both retired ten years ago during my undergraduate years in college. They had settled in Florida.
"I think that you are a beautiful woman Sanji," he said placing his hand on my thigh, "who takes care of you? I mean I know that a woman of your caliber should have someone to love her."
I cleared my throat not sure of how to react. I removed his hand. Who does this man think he is? I thought. I felt like I was being propositioned. It's funny how some men with money felt they could have whatever they wanted whenever they wanted.
"No one takes care of me Theodore. I am an intelligent woman and have taken very lucrative steps towards a rewarding future for myself. I am an attorney…"
"Save that "independent woman" talk." Who makes love to you?" Now I wanted to get up and leave the table. Just a few hours ago this asshole was talking about homeopathic medicine and health issues in the world to a room full of doctors, lawyers and national scholars and now he wants a one-night stand with me. I'm stunned at myself because I'm still sitting in my chair listening to this man.
"If you were my woman you would not have to ever stress about work, a court case, law seminar, anything that may worry you," Theodore replied. He was serious as hell. His face never revisited that sly smile that he had given me during his speech.
"Mr. Morgan, you have a woman," I reminded him.
"No, I have a wife." He replied, sternly.
"Are you propositioning me because I don't know what kind of woman you make me out to be? I am not for sale," I say pissed.
"I'm not trying to buy you. I want to take care of you and love you," he replied, sincerely. Needless to say I ended up in bed with him at his hotel room that night. No we did not make love or profess a simple fling. We fell asleep in his bed with our clothes on. I don't know how my morals for humanity were interjected within 24 hours but they were and with a man I barely knew that had me completely sold. After revisiting my past thoughts of how life began with Theodore Morgan I allowed my mind to come back to the present.
"You know what? I am going to buy the tickets to Italy for Theo and me. For me it would be wonderful to celebrate our anniversary in a country that my parents fell in love in," I told Mia. By this time my best friend has made eyes with a nice looking light skin man across the room.
"Mia, are you listening to me?" I asked. At that very moment I knew that I was talking to myself. Mia had got up from her chair as her and the stranger made their ways to the dance floor in the middle of the lounge to meet for a grinding session.