The phone rang, an inaudible buzz amid conversation. Isaac looked down, his eyes dilating slightly as he saw the name on the display. Samuel, the boss. "It's the boss," he told Desmond and Adrian almost lowly, with some caution.The three of them remained frozen with expectation as they waited for Samuel to say something, anything, as to why he was calling. The atmosphere was thick with suspense and silence felt heavy."Why is he calling?" Desmond's question was a whisper tinged with an inquisitive note, his eyes glued to Isaac."I don't know," Isaac made an equally low reply. "Let's just hear him out." He hesitated for a moment, hovered his finger over the screen and finally picked up the call."Sir," Isaac pressed a steady note to that voice. Then he trained his ears again on Samuel, with eyes that could have shown hints of wariness but whose face remained untouched.The silence lengthened now and again, punctuated only by Isaac's muttered murmurings of approval. Others stood there
"So why don't you just go ahead and try? Samuel has an evil grin on his face. It looks so perfect on him." "And for you, Adrian, get your wife ready; you will see her tomorrow, minus her life. When he spoke, his voice had an acrid finality that shattered the already shaky illusions of hope.""This is enough, Samuel," he started. He interrupted himself in the middle of his sentence, almost stammering through it. The anguish was deep: "Please refrain from harming my wife anyhow. She means the world to me." His mind was pleading, imploring Samuel to spare his wife's life."Ah, your beautiful wife-the one you seem to care so much about-hanging there," Samuel said, thoroughly entertained. "How do you think you're gonna bribe my boys, so they will side with you?"The venom in his tone was unmistakable. "I will destroy you, Adrian; I will make you completely incapable. Your entire generation will perish. You have my word," Samuel spat his threat like a curse-word.The room was silent now, he
Isaac led him into a deep bush, their body sealed with very thick foliage. The air was heavy with damp earth, decaying leaves, and when the only sound was the soft rustling of leaves and snap of twigs beneath their feet, Adrian followed closely behind Isaac, his eyes wondering themselves in a kind of anticipation-meets-trepidation survey of their surroundings."How are you familiar with this place?" Adrian asked, just above whispering into Isaac's ear. Isaac said not a word for a while and kept his eyes painstakingly searching the dense underbrush ahead."I just happened to be out wandering one day when I found Samuel sitting there with some people," Isaac said at last, low and measured, "and then I knew it was the inner chamber." The words hung in the air like a challenge, and the eyes of Adrian narrowed slightly at the processing information.A few months later, they reached the clearing, and suddenly Adrian's eyes opened wide in shock, for there lay the footwear of Jenny on the flo
The other two men continued to come closer with their footsteps pounding the ground in relentless chase. They were shooting bullets towards Adrian's car, the gunfire echoing through the air. Starting with a rev, Adrian's car went off, tires screeching as he rode away from the danger. The raw roar of the engine echoed through the air and, in spirit, shook the very foundations of the earth.Adrian, driving like the wind, witnessed his speedometer needle rise and fall a hair's breadth from the upper limits. Isaac and Desmond were so thrilled that their faces glowed with joy and relief. "Yoooo!" They were vociferating, gravely hoarse from the excitement. The atmosphere was thunderous inside the car, filled with buoyancy while speeding away from impending attack.A few minutes later, they reached home, the car crunching softly on gravel as it pulled in front of the house. Adrian, the two men, and I got out, tired faces etched with relief. "Come in," I said to them, with a warm, welcoming v
With open arms around Isaac, a big smile was painted across my face. "How are you, how have you been?" I asked, my voice breaking with emotion. The little sparkle in Isaac's eyes as he said, "I'm fine, Aunty Jenny," was more than enough for me. I looked into his little face, taking in every detail of it, and without fail, I had to hug him again because being back in those arms made all that feeling just so aware."I was looking for you, and I couldn't see you," Isaac explained, excitement and relief mixing in his voice. "I walked to where you were working so they could trace your phone, but they couldn't trace you." Each new word I heard tugged at my heart, and Isaac's eyes bore into mine, telling me of the urgency and fear that had spurred him on to find me."I had no option but to go to Uncle Samuel for he could assist and give you contact," Isaac continued, his voice trembling with emotion. I felt guilt and remorse hit me as Isaac recounted everything he had been through because of
Desmond's words echoed out in the air. Emotion caught up with me, and I was feeling astonished. "Uncle Samuel, little son Desmond," I whispered, my voice shaking with disbelief. I opened my arms wide, and Desmond walked into them, holding me tightly. "I hugged him, shouting, I felt so happy," I blurted out, my face streaming with tears. The warmth of his body, the rhythm of the heartbeat; it all felt comfortable and connected."So happy with both of you around me," I said as I held Desmond and Isaac close to me. I turned to Adrian, curiosity piqued. "How do you guys know Adrian?" I asked in wonder. Desmond inhaled deeply, and his eyes momentarily glazed with emotions."Hmmm," he breathed, lips barely forming the word, "Samuel-my dad-lied to me. He said that he was my uncle, but one day, I found out that he indeed was my father." I felt my heart lurch; shock and surprise filled me as the enormity of what he said hit me. Desmond dropped his head in shame and regret. The room faded, and
Half-formed words fell from me when the soothing sound of Adrian's arms enveloped me warmth yet whisper much lower than my breath. "My love." With a sly smile mouthing the final words into mine, Adrian broke the kiss. Mischief lingered in his sparkling eyes as he whispered into my ears, his voice a mere husky sound, "Prepare yourself for me, tonight is going to be crazy." I laughed, bubbling from my throat, as they walked out with me to cool evening air.And then I met Isaac and Desmond, and shouted across the parking lot: "Let's go, guys! Let's go and party!" The others cheered, their voices melding together into one joyous noise while we piled into the car and drove off into the night towards a nearby club.As we entered through the door, I could only gasp in awe. The club is indeed beautiful, and its interior is a master-modem-local fusion of styles. Bright colors and intricate patterns adorned the walls, with sleek and modern furniture that could easily invade an alien planet with
We had the waiter bring us the alcohol, which got us drinking, with that cool liquid sliding down our throats and savoring the taste. Adrian would take a cup of alcohol, and I at the same time would do the same, our eyes meeting in a toast, as we clinked our cups together. In the next 20 minutes, we got high, the music and laughter blending with wild screaming and dancing as we forgot our worries and cares.The club sounded alive, the music pumping and flashing lights in ecstasy, as we were letting it all out and taking off our inhibitions like clothes thrown aside. It was already night; darkness outside seemed to press in as we danced, swaying and moving in perfect harmony with feet. He was so drunk, staggered and ridiculous, eyes glassy, and so slurred were his words.He said he would drive us back home, his voice firm and eyes steady as he took the keys from Adrian. "I'll drive," he said calmly.By the time we came home, we stumbled into the room, our feet dragging, arms holding on
ZARA POVSuspended in the sweet expectancy that wraps the silence before the storm crashes, Adrian's eyes-primarily intense-barbed my own and set fire to a gaze locked in singular focus. Among the very first words he uttered was, "Where's the video?". It was such a low and husky voice-black like the purr of a satisfied cat-and made me smile slowly, enigmatically, as I reached for my phone, fingers closing about it like a gentle vice."Here it is," I said softly and melodiously while passing the phone over to Samuel. The moment he grabbed it, his eyes lit up in excitement as a child on a special day opening a birthday present. He started watching the video, the glow of the screen softly lighting his face-the dirty eyes glued to the images that swept across the screen. A low, appreciative rumble crawled out of his chest like distant summer-thunder rumble.Very well done, Zara. This was what he said to me and I could hear the purest possible tone of awe in his voice. Inside my chest, I f
ZARA POVComing from a luxurious bathroom, satisfaction welled up within like warm, soothing balm spreading in veins. Passion was with Adrian, and I knew only too well that I had really captured him even if it were just for a brief while. The lingering moment of lovemaking was left floating around as a hazy, sweet, intoxicating intoxication that refused to lift.Adrian lay there, staring back at me. His soft spreading chest rose and fell, not fast, still at all. Golden light lit softly over him, warming his features, and suddenly, so much emotion could swell my heart. I wanted him not to bother, break that stillness of a moment, so I moved very quietly, with footsteps so soft, they barely touched the floor.My gaze strayed to the watch lying like an elegant silver thing amid all that warmth and intimacy about the room. I picked it up, feeling the cool touch of metal against the skin, as I hesitated over what, exactly, to do next. I should keep the pants here, I thought, gazing upward
ZARA POVI continued romancing him while my hands massaged his private organ in circular motions; then, I could feel it getting bigger and harder. It seemed Adrian's body relaxed, muscles eased; as if savoring it, he let out a soft sigh, closing his eyes. I gently pulled his pants down as if my fingers brushed his skin, sending shivers down his spine. But just as things were getting steamy, suddenly from Adrian came the voice that clearly demanded,"Just stop it," he said. Words cut through air like a knife through silk, leaving no room for interpretation. I didn't want to hear that, nor did I want to stop. Something more swept over me with the tide of fire running through my veins. I kissed him forcefully,As I continued to romance him, my hands mapping him out with my fingers, whispering sweet nothings in his ear, I could feel him swell in his devotion, the fiery love he harbored inside almost at a boil. His lust was growing by the moment, and with my stimulation, his body was respo
ZARA POV"You can't do this," Zara said, her voice firm, complete with firmness, standing before me with eyes full of anger and hurt. " Put your clothes back on," she added with strength, and I felt a surge of emotion from deep within her. Regret and guilt stabbed at me as I understood I had injured her.But Adrian's voice was low and husky in my ear, his words a dripping temptation. "I love you, please," he said, weaving that spell around me, drawing me in with crystal sweetness. I just want you to f****** me, he whispered, sending shivers down my spine, making my heart race in steep anticipation. "I long for you," he added with a soft crack of emotion in his voice, speaking right into my soul. Adrian asked just when we seemed almost ready to share a moment together, but in reality, the sound of knocking brought our moment crashing down. "Knock, knock," a voice called out in the distance, the ringing shivers bursting through the room like a death knell. Adrian's eyes burned into min
ZARAH POVInched toward the table, tapping my heels softly on the floor, my gaze fixed on Adrian's eyes, my heart thumping in my chest. I sat on his lap with my skinny body almost touching his, my face mere inches from his own. Adrian looked surprised as his eyes widened and his face quickly turned into a mask of shock, staring at me with his mouth open in a silent gasp."What do you mean you are here, Zara?" he growled almost immediately, his voice awfully low and filled with fury. He pushed me away, his hands on my shoulders and fingers pressing hard on my skin. I fell on the floor with just a little loud thud, my palms scraping against the cold surface. "Arrrr!" I screamed, resonating through the silence while looking up at Adrian, my eyes were filled with anger and deep resentment with my heart thumping fast.Adrian didn't seem to care for the yelling. His expression remained indifferent, his eyes cold and hard. I had to make an opportunity out of it; an opportunity to seduce him,
ZARAH POVMemories of the past flooded my mind, as I stood there, my heart racing with anticipation, my soul burning with desire. I couldn't wait to have Adrian back in my life, to feel his arms around me, to taste his lips on mine. The thought of him had always consumed me, body and soul. I had always been jealous of Jenny, my best friend, who had taken him away from me.The pain of their betrayal still lingered, a raw wound that refused to heal. I remembered the day I found out about their relationship, the way my heart shattered into a million pieces, the way my world came crashing down around me. I had shouted, screamed, and cried, my emotions raw, my pain palpable. I had slammed my hands on the table, the sound echoing through the silence, as I vowed to get him back."Get ready," I had said, my voice low, menacing, "you will soon come back to me." The words had been a promise, a threat, a vow. I had meant every word, every syllable. I went to my wardrobe and opened it, my heart r
SAMUEL POVI stood there in the dim light, fury in my eyes and thunder in my voice, confronting the two men tasked with the protection of Jenny. "What did Adrian do to rescue Jenny?" I shouted, anger and great incredulity in my tone. The men before me cowered, their eyes averted from mine, shoulders sagging in defeat."I don't know, sir," one stuttered, almost trembling in fear. "They were stronger than us...," he almost whispered at the end. I let out a snort of disgust, lips curling in contempt. "Mtchewwwww, just get out!" I exploded while wildly gesturing towards the exit, sending them away from my sight.I paced the room, furious thoughts of Adrian flooding into my brain regarding how he had outfoxed me yet again. "I will not allow Adrian to beat me," I muttered incidentally under my breath in a low menacing tone, which picked quickly to a scream, "No, he can't win!" The sound ricocheted off the walls.I stopped pacing, suffocating an emotion that he had invented and now was takin
Refreshing was the day after. My body felt so fresh after sleep, my mind feeling so completely revitalized, with senses all super alert; I stretched my arms above my head, arched back, and finally stretched the legs, letting out a long sigh of relief, a soft soothing sound that washed over me.My eyes turned toward the spacious room. I took in every detail, every nuance: Adrian was no longer beside me, the absence filling the space: an absence that was present, a gaping hole that echoed.This led to some curious dawning’s in me, little wonderings that sparked a whole fire of questions in my mind. If wondering, then where actually is he? And my mind began to imagine: "Where would he be?" I think my voice is a mere whisper, with a soft, silent query that only I could hear."Honey," came my call, huskily inflected, gentle, a caress of soothing sound in the air. "Yes, my love," came the reply from Adrian, low and smooth, dripping with affection, inviting warmth." "I'm over here," he added
We had the waiter bring us the alcohol, which got us drinking, with that cool liquid sliding down our throats and savoring the taste. Adrian would take a cup of alcohol, and I at the same time would do the same, our eyes meeting in a toast, as we clinked our cups together. In the next 20 minutes, we got high, the music and laughter blending with wild screaming and dancing as we forgot our worries and cares.The club sounded alive, the music pumping and flashing lights in ecstasy, as we were letting it all out and taking off our inhibitions like clothes thrown aside. It was already night; darkness outside seemed to press in as we danced, swaying and moving in perfect harmony with feet. He was so drunk, staggered and ridiculous, eyes glassy, and so slurred were his words.He said he would drive us back home, his voice firm and eyes steady as he took the keys from Adrian. "I'll drive," he said calmly.By the time we came home, we stumbled into the room, our feet dragging, arms holding on