Novels by Toria

James looked concerned and full of empathy. "Please explain more, I'm getting confused," he said in the most soft and encouraging way possible. "I'm here to listen to you, Marco."Taking a deep breath, Marco was choking on emotional words as he began, "I come from a middle-class family," he said in very measured and slow tones. "Because we could afford basic life needs, but luxury wasn't for us."James nodded as Marco continued to speak. "I lost my mom while she was giving birth," he said in a voice cracking with emotion. "And exactly a year later, I landed in England to pursue my final education."Marco had said that, and James could feel the pain and also vulnerability on his face. "I met a girl on Twitter," he added, with a small smile on his lips. "And eventually, we fell in love. She was so nice.”James's gaze was fixed upon Marco, his eyes glued to the latter's face as he awaited the continuation. "She was my first love," Marco reminisced. "I thought she was the one."Marco took

Marco trudged toward his office, with heavy feet burdened by emotionally heavy thoughts, he thought with great sadness about why such a streak of bad luck in relationships should always be his lot. The mind picking question echoed like a haunting refrain, clashing against Marco's spirit. Not this time with Sera; it was surely supposed to be different. But now, standing here at the door to his office, with his hand hesitating on the handle, he felt once more with terrible force the stab of betrayal. Marco locked the door behind him. The sound of the mechanism clicking into place felt like a disavowal that marked off his reality of isolation. His eyes filled with the familiar contours of his office, yet his consciousness was fixed far away. He was shackled in a raging sea of thoughts concerning the meaning of what he had just seen.A knock on the door, Kpom kpom; silence broke, but Marco did not heed it, He was too initiated in his own fantasies. He walked from one end of the room t

Enzo and Sera were naked, Enzo fucking her so hard it looked as if their bodies were twisted into one. Sera was being penetrated by Enzo while he slaps her ass with his hands gripping her hips. Marco stood there, completely bewildered, almost unable to process the view before him. His jaw dropped , his eyes popping out in shock.Marco stood there with a crimson face, great rage in his eyes and his fist tightly clenched, as if all anguish in the world was wringing them out of his soul. He could’nt take it any longer. The drama before his eyes paralyzed him. He resolutely closed the door behind him, the soft click reverberating in the stifled silence, then turned and walked away with heart-laden steps.Mrs. Isolde's voice picked up where silence left off. "Have you seen him?" she asked with concern. "What was wrong...?" The question trails off as she realizes the silence; there is no reply. Marco seemed too immersed in his turbulence to even hear it.In place of Marco's response came

It was like honey, sweet and soothing, when Sera said, "I don't want to eat." Enzo's hand still gripped the spoon and hovered before his mouth, eyes still tracing hers, raking over her lovely features in search of some hint.Enzo's mind wandered, whispering under the breath that her behavior showed a greater need within her growing desire. And so, tension was in the air. In a low husky voice, he asked, "What do you want to eat?" His voice was only a distraction; it was mostly a distraction for the question that burned within him.Sera's gaze floated downwards, searching for the hidden answers to Enzo's questions upon the surface of the tiled floor.Mischief danced in Sera's eyes as she slowly turned toward Enzo, an innocent smile plastered on her face, causing his heart to race with anticipation as he leaned in closer. In a sultry voice, Enzo whispered, "What about now? I take you into the bedroom, hold your waist in my hands, slide your panties off, and fuck you so hard until all yo

Enzo's walk into the backyard took a long time in coming, for now, his feet were running down to a place where nothing would ever be the same. As he turned the corner, Enzo's sight landed on Sera, tied to a tree, her delicate body tortured with ropes; a near-mocking semblance of a killer beast. His heart stopped, every breath in his throat, his eyes glutted with the view. "No, this cannot be happening to my baby," he whispered to himself, the breath of his words just, and with that he ran toward Sera, his legs moving as fast as they could.Enzo thought that time was crawling as he trotted toward Sera; his eyes remained glued to the girl in her fragile form, worrying him sick. He could easily perceive the fear within her eyes, tears drenched down her cheeks, even the way she bucked with all her strength in a desperate attempt to free herself from the bonds that held her.The fingers of Enzo shook with both fury and apprehension viewing him as he moved to untie Sera, so gentle and pain

"Sera …." Marco shouted, his voice sprawling in that desolate space, but before it would spread further, Mr Tony sprang into action, covering Williams' mouth with his hand, right in the fraction of a second, as if expecting this danger that might be hiding behind every shadow."Do you know her?" Jessica asked in a weak voice with a very minute pitch, as if her experiences had drained her of all energies.Enzo's eyes softened, his lips curling into a soft smile, the seams of his features glowing bright with expression, as in low and measured tones, he replied, "Yes, I do know her; she is my girlfriend," the words tumbling into view amidst a mixture of affection and longing.His words were colored with pride and underlined just how deep the feeling was, but immediately was Mr Tony's rejoinder, his tone laced with skepticism: "I have never heard Sera say you guys are in a relationship," he said, his words hanging in the air, a challenge.Enzo's smile flickered for a moment; the defens