Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Three Nicki lay in her sterile hospital room, the harsh fluorescent lights casting a cold, unforgiving glow on her pale face. The heart monitor beeped rhythmically, its sound a stark contrast to the chaos brewing within her. Bitterness coursed through her veins, and her heart ached with resentment."Useless!" she spat out, her voice laden with anger and pain. The nurses, dedicated professionals doing their best, exchanged weary glances as they continued their diligent work. They had known Nicki for weeks now, and her unrelenting hostility had worn thin.With a sudden burst of fury, Nicki's trembling hand reached for the glass of water on her bedside table. The glass slipped from her grasp, shattering into a thousand glistening fragments on the cold linoleum floor. She didn't care about the mess she was making; her anger needed an outlet."Can't even bring me water properly," she seethed, her eyes blazing with fury. She hurled a vase of flowers across the
Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four Selena and Elijah stepped into their vacation house, both drenched in sweat yet brimming with excitement. The intensity of their training had left them feeling invigorated, their hearts pounding with newfound confidence. Elijah turned to Selena, his eyes filled with pride and admiration."Selena," he began, his voice filled with warmth, "You did amazing out there. I'm so proud of you." His hand gently cupped her cheek as he gazed into her eyes.She blushed, a mixture of pride and shyness washing over her. "Thanks, Elijah. I couldn't have done it without your guidance."Elijah's grin was infectious. "Well, you're a quick learner, and I'm a great teacher." His tone turned playful, and he gestured towards the bathroom. "How about we hit the shower? We could use it."Selena hesitated for a moment, her shyness creeping in. But she nodded, her smile returning. "Okay, but..."Before she could finish, Elijah scooped her up in his strong arms, holding her in
Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Five Elijah, the mafia boss, sat on the plush couch in the dimly lit room, a controller in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other. The soft glow of the TV illuminated his face as he focused on the video game. Beside him, Selena, his wife, leaned closer, her eyes fixed on the screen. The room was filled with the sounds of gunfire and explosions from the game.As their characters in the virtual world battled adversaries, their fingers intertwined, and they shared a quiet moment of togetherness. Elijah's lips curled into a loving smile, and he turned to Selena. She met his gaze, her eyes reflecting a mixture of love and mischief. Without a word, they leaned in, their lips meeting in a gentle, passionate kiss.Their kiss held all the intensity of their love, a love that had blossomed amidst the chaos and danger of their lives. Selena's hand caressed Elijah's cheek, while his other hand placed the controller on the coffee table, forgotten in that moment.
Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Six Selena’s POV “Go in and take a warm shower . I will beef some hot tea for you , can’t bare to have you come down with cold or sore throat because I won’t have anyone to argue and banter with “ I rolled my eyes and went in to take a short warm bath ,looking around for a towel when I heard a knock and a hand holding a black shirt .“Oh” I grabbed it and hit the hand playfully before putting Elijah’s t-shirt which still means he’s to look like a short dress on me , bringing back old memories. Elijah was really sarcastic and mean for him to even give me his big shoes for me to be wearing. “Tea” he said, giving me a cup of steamy hot tea before he went back to bed after checking my body out , just once. “Why are you going to bed?” I asked him with disbelief “Uhmm, to sleep?” He answered slowly. “You should be a gentleman and take the couch” I said and he rolled his eyes on the bed. “Come up here when the couch gets too hard for you.Red, I’m no gentl
Chapter One Hundred And Fifty SevenSelena's POV As the elevator doors slid shut, the world outside faded away, leaving behind a cocoon of intimacy. Selena's heart raced, matching the swift ascent of the elevator.She stole a glance at her husband, Elijah, standing beside her, his warm hand wrapped around hers.Their eyes locked, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Elijah's hazel eyes, a reflection of the love they shared, held a promise of something deeper, something they had yearned for since the morning.Selena leaned closer, her breath trembling with anticipation. Elijah's lips curved into a knowing smile, and they inched closer together, drawn by an irresistible force.The elevator continued its ascent, but they were in a world of their own. Selena tasted the saltiness of Elijah's skin, his unique flavor that she could never get enough of.Their tongues danced, a rhythmic, hypnotic melody that only they could hear.Their breaths mingled, and the world outside ceased to
Chapter One Hundred And Fifty EightNicki walked down the bustling street on a sunny afternoon, her heart pounding with anticipation. Her mind was consumed by thoughts of transformation and desire. She was on a mission, one that involved more than just shopping for new clothes; it was about reshaping her life.The shop ahead beckoned with its enticing display of revealing and hot attire. Nicki knew exactly what she was looking for—something that would make her feel alluring and confident. Her steps quickened as she entered the store, her fingers grazing over the delicate fabrics that whispered promises of a new identity.As she perused the racks, Nicki's thoughts drifted to Elijah, her elder sister's husband. He was a handsome and sweet man, a combination that had ignited a flame within her. She had watched him from afar, his smile, his kindness, all seemingly out of reach. But today, she was determined to change that.Nicki picked out a crimson dress that clung to her curves like a s
Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Nine Elijah’s POV “I can worship your body till forever” Selena stared down at me with intense raw lust which she tried to hide it with the emotions of hatred, but I know that she wants me as bad as I wanted her because she didn’t fight when I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her comfy panties, the action making her back arch a bit high her towards me followed by her shallow breath.I waited a couple of heartbeats, relishing in her silence, bathing in her surrender. I pulled down her panties in a swift single move. She shuddered but lifted her feet so she could easily step out of her panties. I pushed the black shirt she was wearing up. “Hold it up,Red.”I whispered and she shook her heels, hitting her lips and stiffing down a moan which I could sense. Ever since we both marked each other on the neck with the hickey, I seem to have a connection to Mina and her feelings especially when we are this close. Her elegant fingers curled around the hem of
Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Elijah lay still in his dimly lit bedroom, tangled in his sweat-drenched sheets. His eyes darted beneath closed lids, caught in the grip of a relentless nightmare. In this tormenting vision, he saw his beloved grandfather, the very cornerstone of his existence, facing a brutal fate at the hands of menacing mafia men. In the dream, his grandfather's once jovial face was etched with fear, his frail form overshadowed by the towering figures of the criminals. They wore dark suits, their faces obscured by shadows, a sinister embodiment of evil. Elijah could hear his own heartbeat, a frantic rhythm matching the escalating tension of the scene.The room seemed to close in around him as he watched, unable to move or intervene. The mafia men advanced with cold determination, their movements deliberate and menacing. The scene played out with agonising clarity, each moment etching deeper into his memory.Tears welled up in Elijah's closed eyes, and he wanted to