Helen felt frustrated. She didn't need to use the bathroom. But she, however, needed to breathe well, away from him. She needed to stare at her confused visage in the mirror. What the hell was she going to do? To move them beyond this stage, especially as it now seemed that she had annoyed him to the point of a voluntary stalemate. She has always been a very likable and understanding person. She always tried to avoid having problems with people. Why then was she finding it difficult with Aaron? For them to proceed, she had to be the one to make the move, and the very thought made her limbs tingle with fear. Her head fell into her hands. What was wrong with her? Especially now, when there was so much more at stake between them, even though he didn’t know it yet. She gazed at herself in the mirror again. "What exactly do I want?" She spoke aloud. "Him in my life, or not at all?" She lowered her gaze as her hand rested on her stomach. She did want him in her life. She wanted him s
He brushed the tendrils of escaped hair away from her face. “I have another request for you.” With his thumb and forefinger, he lifted her chin upwards so he could lock her gaze with his. “It’s been more than a month and a half. Any longer and I will cease to be able to function.”Helen's face immediately began to flush with heat as she processed what he was saying. Shy, she tried to pull her gaze from his. He wouldn’t let her. “Helen, I'm serious,” he breathed. “I need to be inside you. How about tonight? Anywhere you want.”Right then, what she wanted more than anything was to kiss him, hard and deep. So her hands lifted to hold the sides of his face. He didn’t wait. With a slant of his head, he crushed his lips to hers and she tasted him again. It was like coming home from a long, arduous, and very unnecessary journey. As his tongue dipped and stroked hers, she felt her knees begin to weaken, the fire he wrought in her heart, draining her entire body of the stamina needed to even
She was already out of his arms and out of the stall. “Easy for you to say, you own the damn company.” she headed over to the mirror to check her disheveled, just fucked hair, and rumpled clothes. And if she looked enough, she could see reddened kiss marks on my neck. “Oh no!” she gasped.Aaron came up to the sink beside her. He wetted a handkerchief and began to approach her. “I’ll do it myself,” she said, not sure she could handle him touching her again. It felt like she was about to spontaneously combust, both from anxiety and ecstasy, and it was all too much, all at once.But he caged her, arresting her between the counter and his rock-solid frame until the only thing she could do was give in. She stared into his eyes as he lifted her skirt once again and slid her thong aside to cover it with his handkerchief.Her eyes fluttered closed, her breathing pattern now in short desperate spurts. When he was done, he arranged her clothes back in place and slipped the handkerchief into
Despite her resistance, Aaron's hand stroked the bud of her sex, her hands on his shoulders to keep her somewhat stable.“Aaron… stop,” she said.Then he managed to slip her thong aside. He slipped a finger into her and then another. Her eyes rolled into their sockets, her lips falling open. “Oh,”she whimpered. “Holy fuck.”His phone suddenly began to ring. With a deep sigh of regret, he pulled his fingers out of her and banded an arm around her legs to hold her to him, before retrieving the phone from its handle.“Your four ‘o'clock is here, Mr. Edwards,” Joseph informed him.“Give me a few minutes,” he responded and returned it to the receiver. He rose to his feet, and kissed his girl, completely and wholeheartedly in love with the woman that she was.She hit him on the shoulder but then melted into the kiss till a loud knock on the door brought them both back to earth.“You’re going to pay for this,” she said, as she pulled away.“I’m looking forward to it.”“How did you even take
Half an hour later VP Daniel had somehow managed to turn into a nightmare overnight. Today, they were focusing on establishing the demographic that would yield the utmost success if they directed their campaign toward them, and every single idea put forward by the members of the team had been rudely shut down.After an aggressive rant, the room was silent for a while, before Helen decided to speak. “Sir, based on my research so far, I think that young mothers would be a great focus.”For the first time since she had run into him earlier in front of Aaron’s office, he spoke to me, “And why do you think that? They have just heard that the majority of the demographic that consumes energy drinks are students and middle-aged workers. Where do young mothers come into this equation?”She wanted to give up right then, but she fought herself from rolling her eyes at him, and went on, "Gillette’s major demographic is indeed men. But during this past year, and especially after the controversia
When she came back, Aaron banded an arm around her waist and pulled her to him for a quick kiss. She melted into him as his hands grabbed onto her ass beneath the clingy, silk dress she wore.Just thinking about Helen was enough to get him excited, but seeing her now in this rose, silky slip dress‒the material clinging to her hips, barely covering up her breasts and boldly showcasing the hardness of her nipples‒began a slow torment he knew he wouldn’t be able to address until later on in the night. It was pure torture, but he wanted to spend time with her today rather than inside her, but he didn’t know how it would even be possible.He sat on one of the stools by her counter. She bent down to her bottom drawers to search for a vase, the material stretched across her hips and she might as well have been naked.His body and especially his cock felt like a fuse that was mere seconds away from blowing. “Would it be too much of a hassle for you to change outfits?” he asked, as she found
"I was in an orphanage till I was 7. I don't have much memories about the memories except the very kind nun who cared for us, the kids. After I turned eighteen, I would go visit her every year on my birthday. I stayed in three different foster homes till I was about 15. The kindest foster mother I had died when I was 11. I was so bitter when she died. The other foster parents were not ready to care for any kid who wasn't theirs. At fifteen, I hopped on every job I could find. Which included swiping people's wallets and attending parties I wasn't invited to just to find what to steal to resell." Her mouth fell open and he hurried to finish the story. " I did menial jobs for years and eventually had enough money to pay for a one-year accounting program at a university. That's not exactly a college degree. Not having a degree used to be a big insecurity for me. I worked as a tour guide some years back and that was where I met Anna's grandfather. I saved him from an accident and he was s
"What are you doing?"Helen swiveled around in her chair to face him, her cheeks flushed at his sudden presence. She could also tell from his gaze that his question had been rhetorical. She had been so engrossed in her research of customer reviews on Amazon.She didn't notice Henry at first, her focus completely on the insight into women’s experiences with the various drinks. One amusingly called the majority of energy drinks, sugared down battery acid, but she was a bit disheartened to hear what attracted her to the brand she was currently hooked on.It had been her companion all through college and now the daily ‘oomfs’ that she needed to power through her job, and deal with her kids, was the pink color of the can.Vita 500 was orange, and in a bottle, so she jotted down notes on how to use this point to the brand's advantage. The more common plays of the brand’s contribution to cancer research were recurring, but before she could go any further, Henry’s icy tone gripped her. “Didn
Weeks passed, and the world seemed to have returned to some semblance of normalcy. Anna was receiving treatment in a psychiatric hospital, where she struggled to come to terms with the fact that she had lost everything. Meanwhile, Henry's whereabouts were still unknown, and the search for him had gone cold.Lucas had been discharged from the hospital, and he was determined to start over.Suarez had returned to his job as a detective, eager to put the past behind him and focus on the future. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't forget the case that had brought so much turmoil into his life. Henry was still out there, somewhere, and Suarez couldn't rest until he was brought to justice. Meanwhile, Danny and Soli had moved far away from the city, hoping to put the past behind them. Aaron watched as Helen played around with their son, a wide grin spreading across their faces. The little boy's laughter filled the room, and everyone in attendance seemed to be genuinely happy. But de
Ariel stood by the desk, watching Lucas with an air of suspicion. He seemed to be acting strange and she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. “Mr Churchill left a while ago," she said, her voice carefully neutral. Lucas’s brow furrowed and his lips pursed in thought. He seemed anxious, almost twitchy, and it set her on edge. “Is there anything you'd like me to tell him when he returns?" Lucas paused, his expression unreadable. “No, there's nothing," he said, his voice tight. “Thanks” Ariel nodded, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right. She watched Lucas leave her desk, there was something up with the way he asked for Aaron’s presence Finally, she couldn't take it anymore, so she made a straight dial towards Aaron. Helen could feel the warmth of Aaron's body as he wrapped his arms around her. She let herself relax into his embrace, feeling safe and protected. “Are you hurt anywhere?" Aaron asked, his voice gentle but urgent. Helen shook h
Anna had majestically returned to Aaron’s mansion like nothing happened, without being discharged from the hospital. Light makeup and a nice dress fixed her physical state but definitely could not take away the misery she was feeling in her heart or make the earlier scenery disappear from her memories. Julian’s brother, Danny had abducted her while doing some grocery shopping, she tried fighting off the young man all by herself but ended up losing her child before Lucas could come to her rescue. Lucas had overheard Henry encouraging Danny on the phone to take his revenge on the real killer of his brother Anna and with a flash the young man went after her. The thought of prison terrified Anna, she would be at the mercy of the system. She knew that she couldn't bear the thought.But there was another even greater fear. Aaron would find out the truth about the miscarriage. He would discover that she had lied to him, and she couldn't bear the thought of losing him.Her mind raced, try
"The press conference has been getting a lot of positive feedback, sir," Ariel said, looking at the numbers on her screen. “Views are well into the millions, and the comments have been overwhelmingly positive." Aaron looked up from his laptop, a slight smile playing on his lips. “That's great to hear," he said, his voice warm with approval. "You did a fantastic job putting that together." Ariel blushed at the praise, feeling a rush of pride. "Thank you, sir," she said, her voice full of gratitude. "I'm glad to be of service."As Aaron looked at Ariel, his eyes caught on a small bump in her stomach. It was barely noticeable, but it was there. And it reminded him of Helen when she was pregnant with their son. He remembered the joy he had felt, the anticipation of becoming a father, and then the thought of having another baby with his ex-wife. He pushed the thoughts away, not wanting to dwell on the past. But they lingered, just beneath the surface.Ariel cleared her throat, breaking t
As Anna sipped her wine, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. She was surrounded by opulence and luxury, but she knew that the man she was with was evil. Henry studied her, his eyes narrowing.“You only ever visit when you need my help," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "What do you want from me this time?"Anna's fingers curled around the stem of her wine glass, and she took a deep breath. Anna smirked at Henry's words, allowing him to bask in his pride. He dared to imply that she was weak, without even saying it outright. But Anna knew better. She was a woman who had been through hell and back, and she wasn't about to let an old man like Henry tell her what she was or wasn't."It would be the other way around, Mr. Neville," she purred, a faux smile on her lips. Henry's eyebrows shot up in confusion. He wasn't sure what Anna was getting at.“You're the one who needs my help," she said, her voice cold and confident. Henry couldn't help but laugh. "You've got to be kidding
News reports of Dragon's image flashed across the screen, the word "WANTED" in bold letters underneath. A reward of a billion naira was offered to anyone who could provide information that would lead to his capture. Grandpa Adolph shook his head, a look of concern on his face. "That's an awful lot of money to put on a murderer's head," he said, his voice heavy with worry. "What if someone gets hurt in the process?""I know it's a lot of money," Aaron replied, his brow furrowed. "But we have to do everything we can to bring him to justice and also whoever is instructing to kill. He's a dangerous man, and we can't let him get away with what he's done. I know it's risky, but it's the only way we can make sure he's caught and punished for his crimes."Grandpa Adolph sighed, knowing that Aaron was right. But he couldn't shake the feeling of dread that was settling over him. He knew that this was only the beginning and that things were about to get much worse. “I hope you know what you
“Sit down, boy” Henry barked, his voice filled with irritation. Lucas was pacing the room, his hands running through his hair, his face pale and drawn. He looked like he was about to have a panic attack. “I can't," Lucas said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I can't calm down!" Lucas exclaimed, his frustration spilling over. "Your lackey killed someone! The plan was to beat him up, not to shoot him !" He glared at Dragon, who stood sheepishly next to Henry.Henry's face hardened, his eyes blazing with anger. "So, are you guilty?" he demanded, his voice cold and unforgiving.Lucas looked down at the floor, unable to meet Henry's gaze. The truth was, he was guilty. He had been a part of this, even if he hadn't intended for things to go this far. But he couldn't bring himself to say it out loud. "The inspector deserved what he got," Henry sneered, his words dripping with hatred. "If he dies, it's a win for us. He won't be able to tell anyone what he knows." Dragon nodded ea
It was late at night, and Suarez was still hard at work, even though he'd rather be home in bed. But the pile of unsolved cases on his desk was a constant reminder of the work that still needed to be done.Just then, there was a knock on his door. “Come in," he said, not looking up from his work.It was Ritz, his partner. "I'm heading out," he said. "Are you coming?""I'll be right behind you," Suarez replied, still focused on the task at hand."Don't work too hard," Ritz called out as he left the office. But Suarez knew he wouldn't be able to follow that advice. He was too determined to solve these cases, even if it meant sacrificing his time.As he continued to work, Suarez couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. These cases were tough, and he was starting to feel like he was getting nowhere. But he wasn't going to give up - not now, not ever. He was determined to solve these crimes and bring justice to the victims.Just then, something caught his eye. A small detail that he h
Roger, one of Henry's men, ushered Aaron into the mansion. The sound of splashing water filled the air, as Henry swam in the pool. The old man Neville has been having a good time since he came out of jail. “Mr. Churchill, it's nice to see you again," Henry called out, his voice carrying over the water. “Care to join me for a swim?" Aaron felt his temper rising. He wasn't here to socialize with the enemy. He was here for answers. “I’m not here for a swim, Mr. Neville," he said, his voice tight with anger. "I'm here to ask you about Dragon." Henry's expression turned serious suddenly, worried, and anxious in a rush but decided not to show the fullness of his anxiety, and he got out of the pool, dripping water onto the marble floor. A maid brought Henry a towel, which he used to dry off his dripping hair and body. His boxers were soaked through, revealing the outline of his genitals beneath the thin fabric. Aaron averted his gaze, feeling a bit uncomfortable.Henry seemed obliviou