"How do you wanna end this?" Tyler asks, his voice firm and commanding. "And how did you even enter my house?" He takes a step closer to Mathew, his eyes blazing with anger and suspicion.Mathew smiles, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I have my ways, Tyler," he says, his voice dripping with confidence. "I'm here to warn you. I know what your plans are. I know you're trying to use Judas to bring me down." He pauses, his eyes locked on Tyler's. "But you don't know what I can do. I am here to visit your wife and see if she's doing fine. Since I have seen she's doing fine, I will leave." He turns to go, but then turns back to face Tyler. "But before I leave, leave all the plans you have to bring me down. Because your family is the one that will suffer the damage."Tyler bursts into laughter, his eyes shining with disbelief. "You think you can threaten me?" he asks, his voice dripping with disdain. "You think you can intimidate me?" He moves closer to Mathew, his eyes blazing with anger
Tyler's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with a sense of power. "Yes, Mathew. I have been quietly acquiring shares in your company for months now. And with my latest purchase, I have secured a significant stake in your business."Mathew's face turned red with rage, his eyes bulging with disbelief. "How did you...? How did you manage that?" he stuttered, his mind racing with the implications.Tyler chuckled, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Let's just say I have my ways, Mathew. And now, I have the upper hand. You see, I've been watching you, studying your moves. And I know your weaknesses."Judas's eyes darted back and forth between the two men, his mind racing with the tension. He had never seen Mathew so rattled before, and it was clear that Tyler had the upper hand.Mathew's face contorted in a mixture of anger and desperation. "You'll never be able to control my company, Tyler. I'll fight you every step of the way."Tyler's smile grew even wider. "Oh, but I think I will,
"Miss Clumsy" He said in pleasure."I want your shirt off your body" He said, releasing her lips.The lady whose name is Sanya sat up on the bed and removed her shirt, leaving only her bra.She smiled at him as she slowly removed her bra and her twins popped out meeting Alexander's hungry eyes.His head sparked with lust as he beheld them for the second time.His hands welcome them in his palms and Sanya throws her head back in ecstasy, her eyes closing on its own."Mmm" She moaned when he started giving her b**bs soft presses.Her eyes flew open when he latched his sweet electrifying mouth on them.Her hands grazed and draw circles on the bed and her moaning spree started as he began s*cking her like a baby. Yes, indeed he's her cute grown baby!Her hands tugged tightly on the bedspread as he took her to cloud twelve, this feeling surpassed cloud nine."Couch!!" He bite her n*pple and rolled his tongue on it.He dipped his hand into her skirt and grabbed her fleshy big @ss into his p
The next morning, Mathew slowly opened his eyes, groggily taking in his surroundings. He was met with the sight of Sanya lying beside him, her beauty shining even in sleep. He quickly dropped some money on the nightstand for her, not wanting to wake her. He then hastily put on his clothes, grabbed his car keys, and hurriedly made his way out of the room."Fuck, I can't believe I slept off," he muttered to himself, his voice laced with frustration. He rushed to where he had parked his car, his feet pounding the pavement. He got into his car and drove off, leaving Sanya behind.Sanya's eyes flickered open, and she looked around, disoriented. She didn't see Mathew anywhere. "I can't believe I lost my virginity to that evil man," she said to herself, her voice filled with regret. "That's just a bigger sacrifice to get close to him." She sighed heavily, her eyes welling up with tears.She picked up her phone and dialed her friend's number. Sharon answered immediately. "Sanya, did you meet
Matthew had not expected that something as simple as a one night stand would stick to him like glue. He thought he had dismissed the encounter as a mere blip on his radar, a fleeting moment of pleasure with no lasting consequences. But as he walked into his living room, tossing his car keys in the first direction he found, he was ambushed by a mental image of her. The memory of her flashed in his mind like a neon sign, refusing to be extinguished.He groaned in frustration, his eyes rolling heavenward. "Now this is just stupid," he mumbled to himself angrily, flopping down on the closest couch. He had barely been able to get a bath and properly wash himself that morning, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of her. He had thought that the warm water would erase the memories of her, but it seemed they were etched in his brain like a tattoo.He ran his hands through his hair, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as if searching for answers. Why was he still thinking about her? He had more import
"Fetch me a private investigator," Matthew barked, his voice like a whip cracking through the air. "At least you should be capable of doing that," he sneered, his eyes blazing with contempt. "And I need a response in less than 15 minutes…" He trailed off, his sentence hanging in the air like a challenge.The pathetic servant at this point wanted the ground to just open up and swallow him whole. How was he going to be able to get the contact of a private investigator? He had no connections, no resources, no idea where to even start. He was just a lowly servant, tasked with menial duties like pouring wine and answering doors. Matthew's demand was like asking him to move a mountain.Matthew quickly noticed his dilemma, and this only grew his anger. He sprinted up from his seat, his body tense like a coiled spring, as if he was about to leap into a marathon. Then, in a flash of rage, he smashed the wine glass in his hand, the shards shattering on the floor dangerously close to the servant
Adriana's voice was laced with a subtle hint of sarcasm as she spoke, her eyes fixed on her husband with a piercing gaze. "So...I've noticed your latest pawn," she said, her words dripping with disdain. She carefully sliced her sausage, her movements deliberate and precise, as if she was defusing a bomb.Tyler, anticipating this conversation, wiped his mouth with a napkin, his eyes still fixed on the omelette on his plate. He was determined to savor every bite, but first, he had to navigate this treacherous conversation with his wife.The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with unspoken words and unresolved issues. Adriana's gaze never wavered, her eyes boring into Tyler's soul like a drill. "Who is she, Tyler?" she asked, her voice deceptively calm.Tyler hesitated, his fork hovering over his plate. He knew better than to lie to his wife, but the truth was complicated. "Her name is Sophia," he said finally, his voice measured. "She's a...business associate."Adriana's l
Adriana's smile was warm and supportive, her eyes shining with encouragement. She urged Tyler to eat the rest of his meal, her gesture gentle and reassuring. Tyler settled back into his chair, his eyes never leaving hers, and took another bite of his food. But before he did, he gave her one more reassuring look, a look that said "I've got this, I've got us".Adriana's smile faltered for a moment, her eyes searching his face for any sign of doubt or uncertainty. But Tyler's gaze was steady, his eyes burning with determination. She knew that he was a man who had been through hell and back, a man who had fought tooth and nail for everything he had. And she knew that he would do the same for her, for their family, for their future.She nodded, her smile returning, and Tyler knew that she was with him, all the way. He knew that she wasn't blindly following him, that she was a smart woman who asked questions, who sought answers. But he also knew that she trusted him, trusted his judgment, t