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
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
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
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
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,
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
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
JENNY POV"Why are you telling us to get out?" I asked Samuel, the confusion and hint of annoyance in my voice, like a puzzle yet to be solved. The words hung heavy in the atmosphere, as it felt like a challenge, a gauntlet thrown down; Samuel's expression also seemed to morph from an unfriendly smile to something threatening."Haha, don't start proving to me that Superwoman is here now, or we shall have to black-list your company's name," Samuel said in an exaggeratedly sarcastic manner, as if the words were reverberating within the throat of an anaconda. The words slapped, a tight comment that narrowed my eyes a bit, like a detective going over some clues."Julian, even you?" Adrian grumbled, disappointment intertwining with mock fury at his friend's betrayal, the barometer of the soul hinting at stormy weather far off. It also appeared as if they hung in the air, a question mark, a puzzle to be solved.The voice of Adrian cleaved through the air, sharp and piercing as a surgeon's s
JENNY POVI screamed so much that Adrian woke up all shocked with his eyes wide open and sat up in bed suddenly. As if my voice was a slap in the face, he woke up with its sound." Baby! We are already 4 hours late!" I exclaimed, without stopping for breath. "The event has begun!" And eventually added with increasing pitch.He went white as he absorbed the extent of the situation. He leapt from bed like a flash and ran to the bathroom, slamming its door behind him. I saw him off, and my heart raced in anxiety and frustration. I could not believe we had gotten that late and that the event had already begun minus us.I quickly went back to my room, teeming with thoughts of everything I had to do. I hastily donned my corporate wear, a pencil skirt and crisp white blouse, slipped on my black heeled shoes, and moved as they clacked on the floor echoing through the room. I later accessorized with rings, bracelets, and earrings, giving a careful selection to finish my outfit.Completing what
JENNY POV"My love, I received a text from the Dubai government telling me that the proposal will be tomorrow," Adrian said in a very excited and urgent tone as he walked into the room, his face shining with both excitement and anticipation. "Ahhh," I exclaimed, my voice shocked at such an abrupt change of plans. "They changed the date, love?" I asked, my brows knitting with confusion as I tried to figure out this turn of events."So I thought it would be two weeks later?" I wondered out loud, looking for clarification on the new timing. "Yes, but I just got an email now, so it would be tomorrow," he said quietly, matter-of-fact and informing me of his latest news. "Alright then, no problem," I replied in resigned acquiescence, accepting this new timetable.I walked to the kitchen to prepare something for Isaac and the others while my husband followed behind, the sound of light footsteps trailing in the quiet. Night had fallen outside the kitchen, dark and desolate yet warm and busy w
JENNY POVAs my head leaned closer towards him, my eyes facing his offended curiosity led me to ask, "What did you do then?" My voice was almost a whisper, my words heavy with anticipation for him to reveal the next chapter. He smiled, that sly yet mischievous glint in his eyes, and began speaking."Zara told me the plan of Samuel," he said, and sure enough, that was how he had come here putting his life at stake. "And so we came up with another plan." At that point he paused grandly, as if to relish a moment. "Guess, baby?" he teased with a twinkle of amusement in his eye.I shook my head in a guess but tried to fathom what they might have done. "You guys confronted him?" I suggested hesitantly, my voice uncertain.He chuckled slowly, shaking his head. "No, dear," he said, his voice smooth, dripping with sophistication. "We acted it to be so real, but it was actually edited." The proud glint in his eyes showed he felt like they had done something clever. "And we called a photographe
JENNY POVI was thinking when the sharp blast of a motor-horn cleaved the air into pieces. My heart raced faster recognizing the familiar sound of Adrian's car horn. I knew he was back, and an excitement swept over me, as if some burden had lifted off my shoulders. I could not wait to see my husband.I dashed through my hurried feet and reached the entrance of my house almost instantly. I reached there in a hurry and found Adrian coming from his car. His figure was as tall as the car did not have. Yet for such a gigantic stature, there were marks of stress and, plain to see, the weariness in his eyes. My heart, on the contrary, was full of feeling and sympathy for him."You are back, honey," my voice thick with emotion as I held him close against me. He hugged me tight, and exclaimed, "Thank you, my love," grazing my forehead with his lips while I shivered from the sensation.Everything seemed to drift far into the background; it was just a lovely space that had come alive through the
SAMUEL POVLike, all my thoughts were running amok in connection with that tormented video, and a little voice made itself heard in my subconscious. What did Zara do? Did she get me in a trap? I asked myself, thoughts swirling through suspicion, anger, and a little self-doubt.Picking my other phone, I quickly punched Zara's number. Ring! I heard it, slicing through the silence. Zara answered, but before I could speak, she hung up the phone. Frustration rushed through me, further fueling my anger.I tried again, this time using a different number. Zara picked it up. "Hello?" her voice was tense but cautious. "Hello, Zara," I said, my voice firm but controlled. "What's the problem?" she responded, her tone drenching with attitude, her mixed tone of defiance and hostility.It lit up a little surprise in me. "Are we fighting, Zara?" I shot back with a little confusion and concern in my voice. It caught me a little off guard because of how hostile she was.Zara just laughed instead. "Haha
SAMUEL POVThe entire time, I simply stared at the exhausted girl. Zara was lying there, motionless, chest rising and falling with labored breaths; her whole body felt like the effect of all the things that had occurred between us up to that point. The silence in the air was made heavy by all the emotions we felt; it seemed to be a live entity that inhabited the space between us.With me, however, it was done. Done. I was clothed, moving softly with the rustling fabric that now formed a stark contrast with the silence. Leaving Zara to her weary slumber, I began to prepare for my departure.As I reached for the door, however, my hands instinctively dipped into my back pocket, my fingers closing around a crumpled wad of dollars. They were old papers, and worn and creased, whose edges frayed from spending. With a swift, almost cruel movement, I flung the money onto Zara's face, making it flutter down like autumn leaves, each one a tiny, insignificant thing.A sharp and startling smack wa
SAMUEL POVZara's expression was one of such primal fright as I stood there staring at it, that a wave of disbelief swept over my body. "Are you wanting to kill me just because you're actually paying me?" she actually complained; her voice trembled, as she stepped away and her eyes opened wide with terror.Raising my brow incredulous, I replied: "I have no idea whatsoever what you're talking about." Calm, measured, even as I struggled to fathom the depth of her paranoia, my voice had all the calmness of the individual alienated from the emotions that seemed to be swirling around me, taking a step nearer to her, eyes upon hers, saying: "Please go back to the bed, so we can continue what I was doing.”But Zara's expression only became more frightening; her eyes spoke of desperate panic and fear. Shaking her head, her voice barely a whisper, "I wasn't even considering...Zara, I sleep with girls with menstruation, talk less of a little blood, dear," I said, my voice dripping with disdain,
SAMUEL POVAn extravagant penthouse situated at a distance from the clamorous city life, with dim street lights. Sunlight set in the room, with long seductive shadows portraying the dreamy bed and the curvaceous body of Zara lounging upon it. Temptation incarnate with long fiery red hair falling on bare shoulders and green emerald eyes sparkling with mischief.My will failed me. I strode across the room, heart roaring in my chest like a wild drum. Heat waves poured off Zara's body, stoking the fires of my soul. I seized her waist and brought her closer to myself. A fiery kiss smoldering with the sweetness of tender sensations upon the touch with her lips melted every bit of me-and then, they melted into me. Her lips parted to grant access to my tongue, which glided within the sweet recesses of her mouth.With the kiss still in motion, my hands explored her body against the contours and bends of her frame draped with little silk cloth. A pulse in her breast could be felt matching mine.