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"My mom!" I screamed from the depths of my being in an agonizing cry of the spirit echoing through the room. "Is she dead?" My voice quivered; the last few words were hardly spoken, as if I feared to utter the truth. "No, this has got to be a mistake," I stammered in disbelief. "Who knows? Maybe you just misread it." I gave a laugh, a chilling, mirthless sound, like a cracking piece of ice, as I desperately sought a way to wipe the truth away, to evade the overwhelming press of reality.In Adrian's gaze, however, a serious expression planted itself, with stormy eyes clashing with distant emotion, like storm clouds brooding somewhere far away. "Ahhh, I laugh, who knows, we were probably rushing to read," he said, voice low and husky, then paused, level eyes searching mine for understanding, for acceptance. "You know I wouldn't joke about something like that," he stated flatly, with determination. "I'm serious, baby." His finger pointed at the paper, trembling slightly."See, here?" sai
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As Adrian and I settled into the car, soft leather seats enveloped us like a warm hug, preparing us for our journey. Our mission was to find my mother's graveyards, and we meant to accomplish it. Adrian's hands moved deftly, like a person who had the terrain well imprinted in memory, to position the GPS tracker, whose gentle blue light lit the dashboard.It is gentle, robotic voice that announced our movement, leading us down crooked pathways as the view outside melted into the equivalent of a watercolor painting in the rain. "Baby, we are at the place," Adrian said, his voice in a tender, hushed tone wherein the person had come.I felt excitement pouring over me like a person near their destination as I said, "Ahh, so quick." The words hung in the air, like a challenge, as Adrian nodded his head while still keeping his eyes on the road, his face concentrated like someone focused on a task."Yes, but it is not quite close from our house," his words were a slow, measured pace, like som
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I had my drawing pad clutched up against my chest, its corners digging into my ribs, as I shouldered my bag of art supplies. The house was too quiet. My bedroom door creaked softly when I opened it, and I hesitated, holding my breath. When no one stirred, I exhaled and slipped out, stepping carefully down the big staircase. My socked feet were silent, but every creak of the old wooden railing was very loud in the quiet.And then I got down there, and I heard his voice—deep, firm, and familiar. Samuel. My stepfather."I don't want to hear excuses. Just finish it," he bellowed. His voice carried from the dining room, off the walls. I peeked around the corner at him, phone to his ear as he paced back and forth. His suit was perfect, just the light from the chandelier gleaming off his cufflinks. He looked very irritated.I was hoping he wouldn't notice me; I grabbed my bag and tried to make a run for the kitchen, but just like always, I was out of luck. My bag hit the corner of one of the
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Adrian shut the heavy oak door to his office with a bang; the sound reverberated in the room. He frowned more as he ran a hand through his thick black hair, still thinking about the meeting he had just left. His jaw was tense as he walked to his desk, the heels of his shiny shoes clicking sharply on the floor."Adrian," a familiar voice said, bringing him out of his reverie. His grandmother's attorney, Tiller, stood by the window, his dark suit impeccable. Beside him, Marcus, Adrian's best friend and COO, leaned back casually against the armrest of one of the soft chairs, looking careful."What is it now, Tiller?" Adrian asked sharply as he sat down in his chair. His fingers began drumming on the wooden desk, evidence that he was impatient. "I thought we wrapped up my grandmother's estate months ago."Tiller, adjusting his glasses, stepped closer, carrying a nice leather briefcase. "Ordinarily, we would be, but something has risen that requires your prompt attention."Adrian raised an
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This room was my safe haven, the only sanctuary in this big house where I found even a shred of peace. I sat cross-legged on the floor beside Mom's bed, moving chess pieces across the board I'd set up on the small table. Playing against myself wasn't as dull as it sounded-it just gave me something to focus on besides the quiet beeping of machines that kept my mother alive.Soft music flowed from the speaker; Sinatra's voice filled the dead air, low and smooth in his croon. The sound of my voice came as a whisper: "Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars…"I looked at Mom, very still, pale, and serene in her features. "You always loved this song," I whispered, as if she were listening. "Remember? You used to hum it as you cooked breakfast."There was no answer. Never would there be an answer. Still, I continued talking, as if she may just respond. That way, it wasn't so hard to accept her silence.I moved another chess piece, then sat back, looking at the board. "I think white'
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I felt the blood rise to my cheeks as Adrian's lips curled in a slight sneer in greeting. A simple "Hi." That's all I could get out-pathetic, even to my ears. Why couldn't I have been poised, collected? I didn't know this man, and yet somehow, I felt that with one greeting, I'd already let him down, myself down. And, well, a part of me wanted to say sorry for the awkwardness I couldn't shake, but I didn't. I took another step back, eyes flashing to the floor, hoping he didn't see how badly my hands shook.Samuel, blind to my discomfort or just enjoying it, smacked Adrian on the back and hustled him inside. His jovial tone sliced through the tension like a knife, and I followed behind, silently cursing myself for not being able to pull myself together. The living room stretched out before me, sterile and empty-the space feeling larger and colder than I remembered. The smell of freshly brewed coffee was hanging in the air, but it didn't help smooth my nerves. Nothing would now.I sat do
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I stood up and walked out of the living room with the urge to cry, but I couldn't. I went to mum's room and knelt beside her, grasping her palms; they were so worn out. A gazed intensely at her face as the tears began to flow freely with reckless abandon.“Mum” I spoke but in whispers, my voice failed.I sniffed before continuing.“The worst has happened. Samuel has done his worst. He sold me out of marriage to some billionaire today and in a few weeks, I will be taken away. How more devastating can my life be?”Just as expected, there was a dead silence when I finished talking. I maintained my position with tears still streaming down.Suddenly, the door flung open revealing Samuel; he had returned from seeing Adrian off. He leaned on the door frame staring at mum and I with contempt, his grey eyes piercing through me.“Thank your stars you didn't ruin the meeting with your lack of composure”. He said with a voice laced with anger.I tried to avoid his gaze, fixing my eyes on Mum's bo
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The kitchen was filled with warm sunlight streaming through the window; the golden light fell on the counters, brightening up the scattered utensils and appliances. In the air was the fresher brewed aroma of coffee, presumably from the coffee maker sitting grandly over the counter. I was engrossed by the happenings of yesterday, lost in thought, and on hearing footsteps walking in.Then Adrian came rushing into the kitchen, his eyes glued at me while having a look so soft and gentle. "Baby, please," he continued, his voice sexy and lower that soothed, "I want us to sit together after you are done talking about the fight." He remained silent, looking into my eyes as if trying to gauge something, but I had a hot temper; the storms of emotion were simmering within, so the heat had not yet worn off.So I immediately rebuffed him: my voice was as full on as I could be, but still respectful, because this was my husband; I loved him. "I'll be busy," I said, just matters short, curt. Android'
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"It's okay," Adrian said to me: soft and soothing- as I stood there tears streaming down my face and my body shaking with sobs. He took my phone from my hands and brushed fingers against mine. He got busy deftly moving fingers above the keyboard, the fingers flying so fast across the screen as he edited the message and sent it to Samuel.The sound of his fingers typing away on the keyboard was like music to my ears, a sweet symphony of salvation as I watched him work his magic. With something hopeful rising within me, his taking charge of the situation and saving me from despair made me even relieved."I have edited the message," he said, holding eye contact with me and sounding calm and reassuring. "And it says..." I will give you cash. "He paused, scanning with those blue eyes into mine like he was looking for my approval." That's okay, right?" he asked. In his voice were gentleness as if asking permission.The words hung in space between us, a promise, a guarantee, indeed, a lifeli
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The sensations almost overwhelmed me. The sheer mixture of his tongue and fingers began to push me over the edge. I could almost feel the orgasm building; my body began to tense in anticipation. Then, he just pushed it further. His tongue probed deeper, and his fingers stroked that magic little point that made my toes curl. I cried out as the orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, my body quaking under the impact.Adrian never did stop; his tongue continued to assault me while drawing out my orgasm to the point where I was just a jelly mess. Eventually, he pulled away with a smirk. "I enjoy making you cum," he said, ambiguous in his voice, mixing satisfaction and arousal.In a trembling, half-inebriate haze, I reached out for him; my fingers barely slid over his belt as I tried to hurry things. I slid down his pants and stroked him, going faster and faster until he was fully erect. I licked my lips and caught his gaze as I lowered my mouth slowly on him.He groaned when I took him in, and h
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Adrian's hands slowly pulled out the disc player, his gaze unwaveringly set on me with determination. "Baby, let me play this so we can see everything with our eyes," he said softly, gently.As soon as it started playing, the screen came alive with a ghostly light as if to say the video had been started. Instead of the clean crisp images we had imagined, the video was blurry, with only vague outlines to visualize the faces of the people. Adrian's brow furrowed, his eyes narrowing further in disappointment as he realized that the file was corrupted. He moved his hands instinctively towards his phone, fingers tracing the edges of the screen as though it were a matter of life and death."I think this file is corrupt," he exclaimed, and with a nod turned towards me, showing by his expression that he understood that. I was too far gone for any consolation. To imagine my mom suffering at the hands of Samuel was no mean feat. A tsunami washing ashore engulfed me with emotions. The air thicke
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In my frozen state, as if awakening from a sleep almost too deep to describe, a voice exploded into the starlight darkness with the command "Look at me." The deep, soft tone was a gentle command, echoing through my numb heart to my aching bones. So starkly cold and numb was I that it felt as though my only option was to obey that voice, to look towards the person addressing me. I slowly opened my eyelids, affording a half-hearted gaze at the figure before me.The more I engaged my eyes in the search for contours, the more my heart began to skip. So it was not Samuel, as I had been anticipating; it was Mr. Toby, his stony face lined now with age and concern. His grey hair-framed face, formerly dark brown, told me, alas, that time was passing. In bewilderment, I stood before him with questions racing through my mind.Mr. Toby had not just been my friend; he was like an uncle, a surrogate father figure for my upbringing. He had been our gatekeeper, the one keeping an eye on us, us being
