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CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
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*******************It was a shock, sudden and electric, as if one suddenly realized the truth had to be unmasked, a magician's curtain pulled back to reveal the trick behind the magic, the audience gasping in amazement with wonder."I am not hungry, neither thirsty," she replied in the voice of a child making its first tentative, stumbling steps into the unknown, where the ground was so unsure and the path not clear."Oh, okay," I said, my tone as neutral as a blank canvas, justly waiting for the flakes of colors that a creative mind would want to give it, where an artist's imagination ran wild and free."Arrrrrrr", I cleared my throat, and the voice cut through the night silent moment like a lonely bird singing its morning song where the melody was sweet and pure. And then, finally, the words fell out of my lips like a broken dam that burst open the high banks to let out a sea of emotions as the water ran out in cascades, sweeping with it everything that lay in the way.Everything w
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KALMIA'S POVI stood there, my eyes fixed upon Arrow's smug face; a wave of anger raged through my being, beating upon the shore. My hands knotted into fists, clasping tighter like a vice, while I wrestled with a rage that could hardly be contained.I wanted to slap him; the sudden gush of the wind slaps against the glass, breaking this calm and peaceful atmosphere. That urge was just so strong I had to lock myself up just like one wild animal encaged, jumping and struggling.It was a fire that burned brighter and hotter with every passing moment, and staring at him only made me angrier. His smile, once so charming and endearing, now seemed like a mockery, a cruel joke played on me."All this while you have been binding me with lying words?"-I asked as if I stood in a legal court, voice rude and prosecutor-like, facing a defendant whom I had brought to the crime scene. As if a dam had broken its barrier, gushing out turbulent water, torrential emotions emerged from my face.Arrow's ey
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KALMIA'S POVI lay there, spent and sated, my body twisted in an intricate web of limbs and pleasure. The sheets were all scrounged around us, a testament to the passion we'd just shared. I thought we were through, but then I felt Arrow's fingers dance down my thigh, settling onto my sensitive clit. "I thought we were done," I murmured, voice hoarse from exhaustion and desire.He chuckled low, a throaty sound that ran down my spine. "No, my love, my dick is still erect," he replied, his voice thick with lust. I felt him shift, his hardness pressing against my thigh, and a moan escaped my lips.In one smooth movement, he was inside me again, his cock filling me up in the most delicious way. I cried out, my body arching off the bed as he began to thrust. This time, there was no gentleness, no holding back. This time, there was no gentleness, no holding back. He was fucking me hard and fast, his movements urgent and demanding."Please, go slower," I begged, my voice no more than a whispe
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ARROW'S POVKalmia's hands caress my shoulders gently and sent waves of shivering sensation cascading down my back. Hers was a soft touch, very much like the gentle embrace of a summer breeze on a sultry, warm evening.In that husky, low-pitched, and seductive tone, she withheld a question from me: "What do you mean by that, baby?" Her eyes stayed on mine and expressed concern, like that of a gentle summer moon casting soft light into a starry sky.I drew a breath, agonizing under the load of my problems like the heavy and depressing heat of a summer storm cloud."My love" became fashionable as I spoke, the cadence almost soothing, eliciting that image of a soft summer whisper."There is a ghost enemy I've been fighting," I said, taking a moment to pause for breath and gather myself, like a summer storm preparing, gathering slowly the magnitude of its strength before unloading.Kalmia's gaze never strayed from mine, her piercing stare as sharp and pointed as the tip of a summer arrow
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ARROW'S POVStood beside me, her eyes on the door, her face a mask of silent determination. But we didn't have time to open the door before a man emerged from the shadows, his coming sudden and unexpected, like the soft, silent rustle of leaves in a fall breeze."Good day, sir," the man declared, his voice firm and authoritative, like the soft, gentle thumping of a summer drumbeat. I rose to him, my gaze locked on his, like the soft, gentle glance of a summer moon blazing full in the black heavens. "Good day, sir, Mr. Man," I replied, my voice measured and deliberate, like the languid, soothing beat of a summer's afternoon.His eyes contracted, such as the soft, mild concentration of a sunbeam, as he inquired,"Who are you looking for?" His voice was cautious, the gentle, soft hum of a summer bug, and it sounded like something illicit, something we could not be permitted to see. I was starting to get a creeping fear taking over me, the soft, gentle caress of a summer breeze on a hot,
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KALMIA’S POV As soon as I was through the inviting and warm doorway of our home, I sighed with relief, the reprieve barely out of my mouth when she cum back in, leading me dazed and confused through the events of that day that lay before me. "We're home, baby," I managed to croak out, my voice hardly above a whisper, as I fought to accept the revelations that had shattered my insides dumb.I confronted him, my eyes black with questions, and asked, "Do you think we saw each other today at the hospital?" The words burst forth from my mouth, piqued with emotions that alternated between shock, disbelief, and a touch of apprehension. I paused then, inhaled deeply, then almost timidly, confessed, "What next?"But instead of the dark, brooding visage I had expected, Arrow broke into a rumbling grin that I was certain would shake the walls very near at hand. I felt terribly tired-sick from the emotional roller coaster ride of the day. The last thing I wanted to do was think. Not now. I wa
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ARROW'S POV I stood there, feeling that afterglow of a passionate session, with pride and satisfaction. "Why won't you get tired?" I asked, my voice low and husky, my eyes lighting up with amusement, "Don't you know I'm a king?" "When I insert my dick in you, I shoot fire," I said, letting my words hang in the air dangling like a challenge, a promise of pleasure and passion. Kalmia laughed immediately like a melody in the room, her eyes sparkling with mirth and amusement. "I consent, just let me rest small," the whispered voice was barely audible, like gentle, honeyed breezes on a summer's day. Gazing at her laid out on the bed in all relaxation and satisfaction, I could feel something brewing in me--an emotion of love and tenderness. "Mr. Dick," she called in a voice husky and seductive as her eyes sparkled with amusement and playfulness. So, she stretched out on the bed, at last relaxed and satisfied, and something seemed to bubble up inside me--a feeling of fondness and tendern
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************* Kalmia probed, "Okay baby, what do we do now?" a lilt of curiosity and little anticipation in her voice. The words had barely settled in the air between us, suspended in that moment of expectation, and she waited for my response. Her expressive eyes were surveying mine, glittering with hope, inspiration, and insight. I paused for a second to marshal my thoughts, sifting through instances.. The silence suspended in the air held the anticipation alive. Finally, I answered, my voice heavy and slow, "I don't know." These words came out like molasses, rich and thick as syrup, while I weighed my thoughts to determine what, if anything, we were going to do. Kalmia’s eyes were still on mine; encouraging and shining with expectation were those eyes. Softly and encouragingly, she urged me on: "First of all, let me call my friend, yeah, you are right, please do that." The words came in a smooth rush, gentle yet full of hope and promise. Her fingers moved swiftly and surely over
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ARROW’S POV I entered my comforting home, the familiar setting enveloping me in a warm embrace. "I'll be fine. Thanks," I told Daniel as my voice trailed off into an almost inaudible whisper. The echo of that whisper was like a reminder of everything that had transpired a few hours ago. I hopped into my sedan while blaring some loud music to drown out the chaos in my head. The rhythmic beats from the speakers filled the hollow space for just a moment. Almost instantaneously, from the moment I pulled into the driveway, a profound sense of relief swept past me, finally arriving home. I went into the house and called my wife, "Baby!" My voice echoed throughout the hall, which then brought with it a gentle call that his wife answered promptly. "I'm over here," Kalmia would respond from bellow where the kitchen is with the warmth of an inviting voice. Following the source of her voice, I padded after her in the kitchen, where the smelly dinner floated tantalizingly through the air, almo
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DANIEL’S POV "It's as if the person left in a hurry, and I was just hung there, feeling uncertain. The cursor kept blinking endlessly as if to remind me that the conversation wasn't finished yet; however, the silence was becoming unbearably loud. And finally, after ages of waiting, a text popped up on the screen," I can't tie this one to you. The words would extricate themselves, letter after letter, each one wielding well-laid calculation to enhance the torment behind such severe brevity. Down sank my heart as the phrase registered within, disillusionment and fury swelling up in response to it. Those very words were so final, so dismissive-I could not help but wonder what other secrets had been muzzled by just those few words. It's fine, I said, desperately trying to sound as though I meant it while trying to weigh for more. It was a complete lie; nothing was okay. But I was in no mood to stretch this conversation. Because of their absence, I was fully charged and restless
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DANIEL’S POV What could Arrow have done to piss Visha off? Was it something personal, or just business? Whether it was something personal or business-the questioning Pollyanna's in my head like a vortex, taking me further into the miasma and making it harder with the passing moments to breathe. This was an avalanche being set to go down-Are Visha's motives ever so deep and multifaceted that it makes for a complex riddle? I was starting to process my thoughts when another message shot through on my phone, the noise sounding in the silence like a gunshot fired in the dark with jarring mention. "If Arrow doesn't go down, he will know my secret," read Visha's words, electrifying me like a tsunami, leaving me breathless and gormless. What could possibly be her secret? I wondered with a really piqued curiosity like that of a detective after a lead, racing through a thousand wild scenarios, each more tantalizing than the last. Something to ruin her reputation? Something evil? Each possibi
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DANIEL’S POV With the passage of two weeks feeling like a grain of sand slipping through an hourglass, my days trickled by, counted with pain and agony toward the evocation of my so-called heavenly vacation. Caged with anticipation, a living, breathing entity all its own wrapped its sweet, loving arms around my soul and began to suffocate with every passing moment, until it finally came to be. Boarding the plane, I felt the soft whoosh of closing doors like a wishful adieu as Jamaica, with rays of sunshine and azure waters, beckoned to me as a siren would. The money that Visha had funneled to me was burning wild in my pocket like a wild inferno that could be subject to control only by my intentions. I resolved to spend it all and shift my focus from worry and inhibition toward blending with unchecked joy at being on vacation. The sound of reggae, wafting through the airport alongside the aromas of jerk chicken and spices, seemed to carry me off to a world where one could shove
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VISHA’S POV I stood before the stranger before me: Daniel. My head was spinning with the gravity of our talk. The room was dim, shadowing the man in front of me, highlighting the sharp angles on his face. "Let's get to business now," I interjected, voice strong but slightly fearful; the words almost a dare. Daniel looked right into my eyes, his intense stare penetrating. His curt nod rippled across his dark mane. "Okay, what do you want me to destroy from Arrow?" he asked, sounds almost casual, his tone utterly colorless, as if this were just routine for him. I stammered, now not able to say anything, my head going whirling inside with mixed thoughts. In truth, I was not preloaded with any idea, but whatever it was, I knew it had to be something that would really hurt Arrow's functioning, leaving him crippled and exposed. "I don't know," I replied. "Maybe you can think of something good enough that when you take it from Arrow, he falls." Daniel's face grew thoughtful. Said while fu
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VISHA’S POV It was difficult to have missed out on the trending topic-the mysterious man on my social media feed. That is literally trending everywhere. People were talking and speculating about him. I got interested, my curiosity piquing. I called my friend Jemima, who picked up on the first call. "Hey, girl! What's up?" she said. "Did you hear the news about that mysterious fellow?" I asked her again. "Yap! It's all over social media. But I have no idea what to believe," she replied. "Some say he is a billionaire; others say a recluse.” I laughed. "I know, right? It's like a mystery novel. I seriously need to get in deeper." "Me too," said Jemima. "Let's dig deeper and see what we can find out." We were now on the activity of digging for more information about this mysterious man. We hit the web, reading articles and social media posts. The more we read though, the more questions popped up. Who was this mysterious man, really? What was behind his enigmatic persona? A
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ARROW’S POV My anger toppled over, and I took a step closer to him. "You did not think you had any other option, did you? You are working for me, and you're getting paid well. You have a roof over your head, food on the table. And this is how you pay me back? By putting one of your colleagues in harm's way?" The head of a man hung really low, and he nodded slowly. "I know, sir. I'm sorry. It won't happen again." I scoffed. "It won't happen again? You're going to make sure of that. “Guards!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the restroom. "Take him away! He's fired, effective immediately. Get him out of here and make sure he's never allowed back on company premises again." The guards rushed into the room, grabbed hold of the man, and started dragging him away all the while he struggled and protested. I was looking at them from the restroom door, totally unsatisfied with the whole affair. When they had left, I turned to the one who had been kidnapped and demanded, "Now, tell me
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ARROW’S POV After a moment, he spoke again in his low gravelly voice: "You're playing a game you don't understand, Mr. CEO," he said. "And you're going to lose." My heart started pounding as I tried to stay composed. "Who are you?" I demanded. The voice laughed. "You know exactly who this is," it said. "And soon enough, you'll know what I'm really after." The line terminated, leaving me with my phone in hand, pondering what's next from this mysterious man. For a minute, I sat there going through all the possibilities in my mind. Who was this strange guy? What could he possibly want from me and my company? I mentally reviewed previous encounters trying to match distant memories against anything remotely pointing toward answers. Resolute for getting to the bottom of it, I convened a meeting with my security team, to whom I delegated the assignment to trace the call. All security footage was also requested for them to find any leads about the mysterious man's identity. I had the i
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ARROW’S POV The eerie words of the man sent shivers down my spine as I considered how serious the matter was. I had to react extremely fast to protect the company and its people from this wild man, who seemed almost supernatural in his ability to get into our deepest secrets. I immediately called the top executives for an emergency meeting to discuss the problem and see what alternative I could give to the company. While we all gathered around the conference table, one could almost touch the tension. "We have to get rid of him," said one of the executive members in a straining voice tinged with desperation. "He is a liability, and we cannot have him around threatening our existence." Another executive nodded her head in agreement. "But how do we get rid of somebody that has... abilities like that?" she pondered, having already given a second thought to the very same question. We talked about everything from trying to understand this strange man's powers to calling for help from the
