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
Chapter One Hundred And Sixty One “I will go and visit grandfather after meeting the President in the White House “ Elijah thought to himself while his personal stylist helped him to get dressed. Elijah, the mafia boss, stepped out of his lavish mansion, the morning sun casting a warm glow on his tailored suit. He was a man of immense power and influence, known to few but feared by many. Today was a day unlike any other; he had a meeting with the army official responsible for protecting the President.His car, an expensive and bulletproof masterpiece, gleamed under the bright sun. Elijah had always believed in travelling in style, and this car was the epitome of luxury and security. As he approached it, his heart raced with a mix of excitement and apprehension. He knew that this meeting could change the course of his life, and perhaps the nation's destiny as well.The sleek car door opened smoothly, revealing the plush leather seats that cradled him with comfort. Elijah's driver, a
Chapter One Hundred And Sixty TwoSeven men stood before Mafia Boss Elijah, tears streaming down their faces. They begged for mercy, their voices trembling in fear. Elijah, his face a mask of anger, commanded them to kneel and be silent.The dimly lit room bore witness to this tense moment. Elijah's imposing figure cast a shadow that seemed to engulf the room. His sharp eyes bore into each of the trembling men, one by one, as if assessing the depth of their betrayal."Kneel," he hissed, the word dripping with menace. The men obeyed, their knees hitting the cold, unforgiving floor. Their sobs filled the room as they cast desperate glances at one another, seeking solace in their shared despair.Elijah, a man known for his ruthless reputation, paced back and forth in front of them. He toyed with an axe in one hand and a pair of pliers in the other, the instruments of their impending fate. The room's atmosphere grew heavier with every passing second.Memories of their camaraderie flashed
Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Three The room was shrouded in an eerie silence, the air thick with the stench of violence and despair. The men who had witnessed the brutal punishment of their former comrades were left in stunned silence, their faces pale and haunted.Just when the oppressive quiet seemed unbearable, a piercing scream shattered the stillness. It was a woman's scream, filled with terror and anguish, cutting through the atmosphere like a knife.Everyone in the room turned as one, their expressions shifting from shock to confusion. Their eyes fell upon the source of the scream, a mysterious woman standing at the entrance. She wore a seductive red dress that clung to her curves and heavy makeup that accentuated her features, but her appearance was a stark contrast to her expression of shock and fear.The woman stood frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide with disbelief. She had stumbled upon a scene straight out of a nightmare, a room drenched in blood and filled with men wh