Two days later. TORQUOISE HOME.
~Albert~
"There he comes."
I muttered, having turned towards the door.
"He never keeps to time."
I grunted then looked away from the pretty-much-lively Theo walking through the cafe's door towards me. I had called to meet him. To be sure whether or not he had honored the words.
"I'm glad you're a better. You know, for a moment I was scared that I had paralyzed you."
I started as he settled before me. He rolled his eyes and looked sideways. I smiled.
"What would you love to have?"
I teased, but a part of me was sincere about that. Even though I knew that he was going to turn it down.
"To hell with your money."
He glared and kept on, I wasn't surprised,
"See, I already did what you told me to. I handed in my resignation later two days ago. So, please leave my sister out of all this. She didn't know anything."
"Chill bro."
A week later. TORQUOISE HOME.~Dia Wealene~"Thanks for meeting."I started, tracing my hasty eyes down his nose, to his lips. Not what you are thinking! He's now very much a better version of himself. Or say, he was now his old self."I didn't want to seem rude."He shot a quick glance then looked away."You don't really owe me any favor after all what happened to you because of me."He stood up,"Maybe I should just leave then. Meeting you here is more like a suicide note to me."He had replied bluntly. I reached my hand across the table,"You don't want to walk out on me."Though the words seemed like a threat, but my tone and facial expression said exactly otherwise."Sorry."He muttered and sat back down. He shook his hand gently and I looked down. I understood what he meant and let go."Dia, I don't know why you've been wanting to see me for t
Same.~Dia Wealene~"What the hell do you think you're doing?"I had barely let go of Theo when Albert had punched the latter in the face, making him tumble on the chair."Are you insane? Who the fuck do you think you are?"He didn't seem to be interested in my arguments. He moved even closer to me and stooped. He scooped me up from the thighs, my titties pressed to his left shoulder, legs dangling in the air, as he turned around and headed out of the cafe."Put you me down, you fucker. Do as you're told or you'll so regret it."No matter how hard I kicked into his thighs and other parts of his body, he didn't let me go. He kept bundling me, till he walked out of the Cafe and headed to my car.He got the door with the other idle hand and sat me in the front seat. He jammed the door and walked over to the driver's seat. He got on and ignited the motion,"What do you think you're doing, bitch?!"
In less than five minutes, the blaring of the siren of the cops sent the gate widening. The cars drove in."Are you alright, Dia? Where is he?"Steve hurried towards me as soon as he pulled over, five men behind him. I tossed my head at Albert, staring blankly,"There is the fucker. Throw him out of this place. And he already said it himself that he would only leave here dead. So, you can do well by shooting him."I stood up and made to walk towards the door but he was in the way. He held my hand and pulled me to the officer,"Let go of me."I fought but his hold was firm. Steve came on,"Let her go, man. She doesn't want to see you. Why keep stalking her?""Okay, I'll let go."He started and did let go. I was wondering what was going to happen, as well the rest."But tell me officer, before you arrest me. Have you ever fallen in love with someone so much that you feel like your life will turn our mise
The Next Morning. In bed.~Dia Wealene~"Hmm...?"I rolled in bed at the knock on the door. My eyes were still very much heavy, my eyelids hugging the sockets amorously. The knock came again, and I rolled towards the table clock on the drawer by the bed side.I had my face buried in the duvet, and both my arms stretched awkwardly in the breadth of the bed; my right curling up the duvet and the left sorting for the clock on the drawer.With no success of the right, I turned in the direction, waving off the gloom of sleep stalking my eyes. How could someone be knocking on the door when I still very much tired from sleep? It must be very early.I got the time:7AM."Huh?"I couldn't believe my eyes. It's like very much early. At least, I wake up 8AM every morning. That's whenever I feel very up for work. And sometimes, I sleep past the office time. 9AM.I would never inconvenience
After several minutes, I stepped out of my room, basking in the fragrance of the cologne. Twas a white blouse, a trouser, Blazer and a to-matched bag. I had another brand of shoes on this time. Sergio Rossi's. "He already cleaned it. Nutcase." I looked away from where I had spilled the drink. I walked out of the hallway towards the staircase and down it. "Caidine?" I called as I stepped into the empty first parlor. "Morning, Dia." She answered from the second Parlor. Loe was kissing at my shoes, licking the left. I let him. "Hey, Morning." I looked around for Albert but he wasn't in sight. I looked up ahead towards the dining hall, there were numerous meals, ranging from steaks to broccoli and cheese and stuff. "You must have been up very early today." I walked towards the dining table and settled in. She joined me, and sat by the left were I could hold her gaze and vi
Work.~Dia Wealene~"Damn!"I pushed out a loop of warm air, exhaling sharply. I looked at the time, twas 4:55PM. Twas pretty arguable that the day was almost over because through the day, I could barely put my mind in what I was doing. My arguments had been centered on why Albert was doing all these."Is he for real or is he just leading me on?"I allowed myself in on the deal finally. I've been ignoring the urge to consider the mood and figure out the right thing to do, but this time, I couldn't fight or restrain it anymore.Several memories of the previous days paced my mental ken as though they were some invaders and I was subjected to their wills.At first, twas the memory of Albert running into the Cafe and punching Theo in the face then carrying me to the car."What are you thinking, Dia?"I shook my head, trying to shrug the mushy thoughts off.Then the memory of he been
I traced my fingers through the window by which I was seated. The snow left some white mist on the glass which had a supplementary effect on the inner part. The clouds from distance seemed unusually white, drifting in desires across the routes of the sky. The wandering winds pushing and tossing them to the dark rhythms of their fetish intentions. Albert was driving along an expressway which had school of trees to the right and left. I wanted to ask him to where he was driving me since the past seven minutes, but I guess, that could wait. I took a fancy of his nape and was tempted to touch it. I was tempted to grab his face and kiss him ruthlessly and hungrily. I have hungered for his body all my life. But I knew I couldn't. At least, not at that moment. Finally, after five minutes more of driving, he drove into a track through the woods. I wanted so bad to ask him again but I tamed the urge. No sooner than later,
In her room.~Dia Wealene~"I'm wet."He argued as I pushed him into the bed. His clothes still soaked from the water of the lake."Believe me, you're not. But you're about to."I stood in between his thighs and leaned forward, gently rocking the space between my thighs on his, my hasty hands undoing the buttons of his clothes and flinging them in whichever direction my hands fancied."I like the sound of that..."He muttered, his hands on my titties as he tore my gown from the cleavages."So rough."I chuckled, climbing on him, pressing my panties to his cock, and moving up and down all over his balls in a taunting sequence.I pushed him back into the bed as he reached his hand up again, squeezing my boobs passionately and with demands. His eyes fiery and lips paved.I leaned into his chest, my dark face from the darkness stalking the room, hovering over hi