***Christain**We arrived at the facade of her studio apartment. The doctor had informed that she took a day off work because of her birthday.. I picked up her present from behind me and alighted the Tesla, muttering a 'here we come.' Personally, I would have sent one of my men to get this done but the way my dad insisted I do that myself left me no option. 'She's your savior after all' his words ring in my head.'Sir. Do we need to accompany you into her apartment?''Just wait here for me, I wouldn't take long'...The more I walked closer to her doorstep, the louder the music playing from her room got. It was a solemn kind of music... I think calling it blues would be appropriate.*Knock, knock, knock.After repeating the same process for almost two minutes without getting noticed, I hit the door harder, yelling at the top of my voice. The music unexpectedly died down and a soft, gentle laced voice came from within.'Anybody out there?'.'Miss. Tiffany, It's Christian Forbes'Silenc
~ Tiffany ~They say sometimes, not all wishes come trye but that doesn't stop you from trying your luck at it. The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. It was what I really wanted. I loved him and I wanted the privilege of having my first sex with him. I gazed fixedly at him. 'Please, don't blame my request on the alcohol' I mouthed.He drew away from me, with every step get took farther, my heart shattered. 'It's definitely the alcohol, Miss Tiffany. I can't do this... We can't do this... I better get going' he trudged at the door knob, struggling to get it open. It didn't take him long to realize it was locked.'Christian.. It's not the alcohol, I swear, I've always wanted this... Just once from you. I promise I won't bother you anymore' I pleaded.I sounded desperate to me, appeared like my life depends on his decision or agreement to make love to me. I couldn't blame me. No man has had me feel this way since middle school. Now that I have one more opportunity
~Tiffany~I shook my head sideways.. 'Don't say that. This is no mistake, Christian, it isn't the alcohol either. It's what I want and it's you... Don't you get it... I've loved you from the start but do you ever notice me? Do you even want to take another chance to love? Did she really break you to this extent?' i didn't mean to say it loudly but my emotions was getting the best of me. All these months, I've bottled all of them in, hoping somehow the feelings would fade away. Unfortunately, it didn't.. 'Enough Tiffany.. you know nothing!' his smoldering, deep voice menaced.'No.. you're wrong. I know every thing... Her affair with your boss, how you are desperate to take your revenge on her to make you feel better.. why don't you let it go... It's all in the past now. Move on.. I'm here to help you do that!''I'd remind you all of these when you get sober... You owe me an apology.' he said through gritted teeth. 'Hand over the key now or I'll have no option than to break your door'
~Lauren~Stoic, hostile gaze met mine. Those weren't definitely Gabe's. 'Christian?' I tried to speak but my throat was too dry to enhance free flow of words. A sharp pain shot through my left hand. The wince I reciprocated in reaction didn't stop him from staring at me frenziedly.'Water..' I mumbled, trusted that he be able to read my lips. It took only a phone call to have one of his men bring me a bottle of water. I gulped the liquid greedily till I downed the bottle's content. 'Why did you do that to yourself?' 'Do what to myself??' I raised my left hand higher, did the same with my bandaged ankle.. 'Are you talking about this?' my voice was calm, the exact opposite of how I wanted it to be. However, the exhaustion taking tolls on me seemed to be having the upper hand.'I'm very much certain I need not be specific for you to understand what I'm talking about...'.'And I'm very much certain you know exactly why I'm doing all of these, you perv! Let me fvcking go. I ain't intere
Audrey Hepburn povAudrey in his convoy with his entourage, hey Pa carmellia, was Audrey’s pa he saved from human trafficking she was kidnapped from Guatemala in Mexico at the age 24, Audrey rescued her and bought her from the Latino kingpin in los Angeles when he was doing his dirty business, camellia sworn to serve Audrey for the rest of her life till she die. Camellia was a very beautiful and sexy Latino she was not just a pa she was also a mistress to Audrey “the handsome devil “, Audrey called her camellia get me my plane we are heading to Miami to see my mum, camellia I believe all plans are set in place for Christians destruction, camellia replied with a wicked smile and said yes sir all things are set in place we would initiate it at the right time yes no problem sir. Then Audrey and his entourage arrived at the his Hanger whre his private jet was parked then the power house as they call him in his entourage he is 6.9 ft tall giant and huge with a broad chest and a low cut hai
°Christian°'There's a problem, boss. I was on my way to the hospital to visit your little lover's brother when I saw him' Donna said into the phone, her voice barely stable I muttered cuss words beneath my breath, can I ever get my time to myself? Why are they so after me?!. I very much knew this is another Audrey problem.'It's an Audrey problem, isn't it?' I groaned, my palms on my throbbing eyes.'Not this time. We might have found the other enemy you earned yourself''Tell me, who is it?' I ordered, getting bored of the suspense.'It's your ex boss, Gabe . He is after Tiffany.'My hair stood at end.. 'What? How's that even possible? How come he knows who she is?' I raged on the phone.'He must have seen you associate with her all the times you did'I searched through my mind. It had only been very few times and the meetings had been short, well, except for earlier today when she tried to get me down with her...'So what do you suggest I do? Has he gotten to her already? Why the
~Lauren~I retreated when I stared out the window, it was impossible for me to escape this place through the window. The house was a tall four storey mansion and the fact as I placed in a room on the last mansion convinced me it was impossible to escape that way. I collapsed back on the bed, deciding on another way to escape from this hell of a place. My thoughts were disrupted by a knock on the door. I immediately lay down, feigning slumber.'Miss Lauren? Are you awake? I brought some snacks for you' a little voice uttered from outside.'Who are you?' I asked. That definitely isn't Christain or one of his hostile looking men. I never knew there was a kid in this house. Did Christain take him an hostage too? 'Can I come in?' 'Uhm. Sure' I responded.The door creaked open to reveal a little boy of about seven years old. He had a short blonde hair, some freckles on the right side of his nose which looked quite nice on him. There was something more to his appearance..... He had a str
•Lauren•My world froze instantly, my vision got blurry almost immediately.'Ai... Aide.... Aiden Palmer is de..' I took in a deep, shaky breath, unable to complete that word. My mind screamed at me for being an unworthy sister, contempt built up in my mind all at once for Christain.. he was the cause of it. If he hadn't come to me that day, if he had not forcefully taken me to his god forsaken island, he must have still been alive. The grief, strife, pain came crushing down on me. The guilt became overwhelming and at that moment, I knew the panic was coming...'Aiden Palmer?. Is that your brother ma'am. He has been transferred to another hospital. I must have mistaken you for someone else' the doctor corrected. 'I'm sorry for the mistake'.Those words were enough to draw me back into consciousness.'My brother is alive. Aiden Palmer isn't dead?' I whispered, excitement busting up my insides.He nodded in affirmation. 'I'm sorry for having you bothered in the first place'Tears stream