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Untold chronicles of power Chapter Thirty-nine
"Wow, I saw them earlier they are beautiful? That's so cool. Can I see them?" Sophia asked, feeling excited."Sure, come on. They're very friendly," Jackson said, leading her to the stable. He opened the door and walked inside, followed by Sophia. He greeted the horses by name, stroking their manes and feeding them some carrots. He introduced Sophia to them, letting her pet them and talk to them.Sophia smiled, feeling a connection with the animals. She loved horses, but she had never ridden one before. She wondered if Jackson would teach her how to ride someday."Which one is your favorite?" she asked, looking at the four horses.Jackson pointed at a black stallion, with a white star on his forehead."That's Shadow. He's the fastest and the smartest. He's my best friend," he said, with affection."He's beautiful. Can I ride him?" Sophia asked, feeling adventurous.Jackson laughed, shaking his head."Maybe another time. He's not very easy to handle. He only listens to me," he said, t
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Forty
"Are you ever going to tell me how you managed to get all this? Did you get employed at my company just so you could spy on me, and get intel about my family or the Mitch's and Wills? Was I a mark, Jackson? Did you just stay there so that you could buy more than half of my company later on? I'm sorry you said that you can't talk about your personal life with me, but I have just run away from my father and his men, Madeline Mitch and her son are on the hunt for me, and I don't feel safe, and I don't even know anything about you," Sophia said, her voice trembling.Sophia snapped at Jackson, clearly frustrated, having just ran away from her father and his men, who still wanted to force her into a marriage with the son of Madeline Mitch, a man who almost raped her, calling Jackson to offer refuge and she was lead to this building, a hidden building that looked like an abandoned manufacturing plant from the outside, but was a luxurious hotel from the inside, and Jackson who had just a wh
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Forty-one
Jackson and Sophia smiled at each other, feeling a connection that they couldn't explain. They leaned in, closing the gap between them, Sophia felt a burst of emotion as Jackson's arms wrapped around her. She had never expected to fall for him, She leaned into his chest and listened to his heartbeat."Jackson," she whispered, "I don't know what to say."He smiled. "You don't have to say anything, Sophia"He looked into her eyes leaned down and kissed her forehead softly, making her melt. They broke apart and he caressed her cheek. "Come on, let's go inside, It's getting cold out here”Jackson took Sophia’s hand and led her into the building, he followed him, feeling hopeful.They reached the porch and he opened the door for her. She stepped inside and he followed her. They walked through the living room and headed to the stairs. She stopped and turned to him. "I think I should go back to my room," she said.He nodded and said, "Okay. I'll see you in the morning."He let go of her
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Forty-two
As soon as Ella and Alexander entered the house, they were greeted by a tall about 6’5 feet, a dignified man in a black suit, with black hair, and a British accent. He bowed slightly and said, "Welcome, Mr. Alexander, Miss”, referring to Ella I'm Arthur, the butler. Your father is expecting you, Mr. Alexander, in the drawing room."He took their coats and hats and led them through a long corridor, lined with paintings and portraits of the Alexander family. Ella felt like she was walking through a museum, admiring the art and the history. She noticed that Alexander looked a lot like his grandfather, the founder of the house. He had the same piercing blue eyes, the same strong jaw, the same confident smile.They reached a large, elegant room, filled with light and warmth. Chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling, casting a soft glow over the furniture and the fireplace. There was music playing from a vinyl record, a classical piece that Ella recognized as Mozart. She felt a surge
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Forty-three
Later on, during the dinner and small talk, Ella would flash Dante a suggestive stare and then get back to eating. She knew that he was watching her, and she wanted to tease him. She wanted to make him see her and to make him want her more.Dante was sitting across the table, pretending to listen to his father James Wills' stories. He was bored and annoyed by the old man's attempts to woo Ella. He knew that Ella was sending signals to him, and he found out he hated seeing Alexander with her. He hated seeing him touch her arm, or lean in close to her ear. He hated seeing him smile at her, or laugh at her jokes.He wanted to be the one doing all those things. He wanted to be the one sitting next to her, holding her hand, whispering in her ear. He wanted to be the one making next to her,As they ate, they heard noises from outside like a convoy of cars pulling up. The Wills' security men from both inside and outside the building rushed to the scene, while James, Alexander, and Ella
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Forty-four
James Wills looked at Madeline Mitch, and said, "Alright. "Well, aren't you going to invite me in?" Madeline asked, looking at James with a mock smile.James hesitated for a second, then motioned for his men to lower their guns. He knew that he had no choice but to let her in, at least for now. He hoped that she was not planning anything and that she was telling the truth about her proposition."Of course, Madeline. Come in, please," he said, forcing a polite tone.He opened the door wider, and let her in. He followed her into the mansion and led her to the dining room, Dante and Alexander followed suit. James entered the dining room, and Ella saw who the intruder was and to her surprise, it was Madeline Mitch, she had never met the woman but had seen her in a lot of news articles and on billboards across the city, she looked surprised as James walked down with her and next to her walking was Alexander and Dante, who was still wearing the tuxedo with his white shirt was stained wi
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Forty-five
Dante began to kiss the underside of Ella’s breast, sucking and licking till Ella was now screaming, she tilted her head upward as her eyes rolled inwards, grasping as Dante made his descent, Dante kissed his way downwards, kissing and sucking her belly button.Ella grabbed Dante’s hair and began to push him further downwards, Dante understanding what Ella wanted needed no further instruction, he knelt and Ella raised one of her legs on his shoulders,Dante held Ella’s legs on his shoulders and kissed them, sucking on her Achilles heel, Dante extended one of his hands into Ella’s dress, a grasp escaped Ella’s mouth as Dante's hands invaded her upper thighs, and with one slow move he began to remove her panties, Ella raised her second leg to allow her panties escape her body.Dante’s kisses began to move Ella’s legs till they reached her thighs, he looked up at her as if to see the damage his touch and kisses had caused and Ella smiled, forever a willing victim, and Dante continued til
Untold chronicles of power Chapter Forty-six
“Turns out I never really knew the man I married, three years of my life was just a life, hell I think I might just as well be a cover for him like you guys I don’t know anything about him other than when he told me that he was an orphan, He said he had a troubled past and since I also had a rocky past and didn’t want to talk about mine, we ended up not telling each other nothing about our past and we worked out from the present we were, but looking back at it,It seems like that was a lie he told so that I won’t know anything about him, my husband for three years a total stranger to me,” Ella says and took a glass of white wine and drank from it, trying to hide her pain at the bottom of the glass, because in reality what she just said wasn’t really to put on a show to save herself rather but how she felt. Madeline slammed her fist on the table, making the plates and wine glass shake, diverting her anger elsewhere and feeling some sort of sympathy towards Ella, having had a husband
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