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Against all odds Demons inside me
I waited a few more minutes and went down to the kitchen. On my way there my phone rang. It was from Peter. - Hello? - Hey bro! What are you doing? - Recovering… - What do you mean? - Do you have some spare time to come over? - Sure, I will be there in ten. - Ok, just enter, don’t knock… In exactly ten minutes my front door was opening again. This time was Peter. He came in a hurry, worried. - Phillip, are you all right? - Take a seat! Want a coffee? - Leave the coffee to tell me what is the matter? I sighed deeply pulling a chair to sit next to Peter. The atmosphere was loaded and depressing. I just knew he wouldn’t agree with what I did to Maya. So I went directly to what I had to say. - I assaulted Maya. His curious face suddenly became perplexed and then furious. His question came out like an accusation of the lowest. - What is the name of God did you do? I was looking at Peter and quic
Last Updated : 2020-08-07Against all odds Against all odds
- Maya, look at me! As if trying to distract me he cupped my face into his large rough hands. - Try to stay calm. Nobody here knows you lost your memory. They know about the accident and how good you used to be so let us keep it this way, ok? - Ok, I will try. But you know that I am not the same. - I know and that is why I am asking you to play your part. Here are prestigious fashion houses with well-known designers. All you have to do is to know that you used to be one of them. The rest will follow. Trust me and trust yourself. Adam was right. Even if my memory is not fully recovered that does not mean I don’t know fashion. Something inside me makes me feel good about it. Something behind my damaged mind knows I used to be an excellent fashion designer. So if Adam and I know that is enough to participate and why not win it. This is a place where fame and recognition in the fashion industry are like breathing fresh air. All contestants had to choose a line on
Last Updated : 2020-08-07Against all odds After the storm
Phillip’s story - What is wrong with you? - What? - I thought you would be happy to see her. I thought you would talk with her. However, you were cold and distant. Why? - It is a difference between coldness and the way I acted Pete. A thin line that you don’t see yet will serve me to get her back. - Explain, please. - Well, Adam will be a problem but he is no match for me. - You are definitely sure of yourself. - Why wouldn’t I be? - Let us see, Adam is close to her you are not. Adam brought her to this contest and still, Adam is making her way into this tough world of fashion. What do you have to say in your defense? - If you put it this way, I have something Adam does not. Her love and my love back for her. - You have a point. Then all you have to do is to somehow, win her on your side. The afternoon was full. Many famous people were gathering and chatting with one another. I was following Maya just to mak
Last Updated : 2020-08-07Against all odds Evening of expectations
Maya’s story It is enough that I am so nervous about the contest, now I have to worry about Adam shouldn’t cross the line. I will not permit it. Actually I have better things to do so I went backstage with my models. They were nervous too. - Ok, my girls, this is it! This is a great deal we take part in, so I am counting on you for things to be perfect. You are professionals so I am not worried about anything. Katia you will be the first with your outfit! - Ok, Miss Maya! I allowed the girls to be less formal with me. We can build a better connection this way. - Let the show begin and God help us! - Amen! Adam’s voice cut the silence that has dawned on the little room. I dragged his aside and give him a concerned look. - They are nervous, Adam! - It is natural to be so. Don’t worry. They will manage. How are you? - I am fine. I just can wait for this to be over. - After this may I buy you a drink? I could sense that Adam allows himsel
Last Updated : 2020-08-07Against all odds The taste of succes
Phillip’s story I told her I loved her, and I meant it. Even if she remained stunned about what I said, though if the natural thing was to love me back, I understood her. We went through so much together that even when I called her by her name meant the world to her. I just knew that the feeling was mutual but I decided not to put pressure. When she is ready she will talk to me. To be honest her body is more than ready. It reacts to my every touch, it shivers with my every kiss and it is responding in the same way, leaving no trace of doubt that Maya is no longer indifferent. If I think better, she never was. She was just in defense considering what she has been trough. Now she was standing in front of me, ravished, turned on by my previous actions, and looking at me with those big amazing eyes like endless green fields. I wanted so much to please her, to make her mine but that was neither the place nor the time. Instead, I promised myself that I would take both time and place to h
Last Updated : 2020-08-07Against all odds Finally mine
Phillip’s story One month has passed and still no sign on Miss Maya. It was like she vanished from the face of the Earth. I wonder how come I never in these thirty days I haven’t crossed my eyes with hers. Not even my events are that important anymore. I actually canceled a few. The first time in my entire life I feel my house too big to stay in it. I miss her laughter and the way she made me feel during morning coffee. Well, this morning is no different. - - Stop pacing up and down the kitchen. You will make me dizzy! - - I can’t help myself, Peter. Any news from her? - - Nope, sorry man! - - For the love of God where could she be? Suddenly an idea popped in my head. Mrs. Gloria Smith. I still have her contacts. She has been around these places for a long time. Maybe she knows something about Miss Maya’s whereabouts. I have been in touch with her lately and maybe she knows something. - - I know, I should call Mrs. Smith. -
Last Updated : 2020-08-07Against all odds Sweet life of mine
- Morning sunshine! The way he said it made me think back with nostalgia. He used to call me this way and I still adore it. - Good morning my love! That took him by surprise, watching his mouth open, his mug still in his hand. The next thing he did was to approach me, leaving his coffee on the table and put his arms around my waist. Sweet shivers responded in all my body, recreating the trace of his hands all over it. - Say that again, Maya! My God, I think I reached something in him. - My love… I did not get the chance to inhale when his hungry mouth was already giving pleasure to mine. This morning kiss was different, still full of pleasure but different. It was like he got fulfilled with what I said like he was waiting for centuries for me to realize that he was indeed my true and only love. - You are amazing my Maya! - You make me so, Phillip! - Here, let me serve you. - Thank you. The coffee was so good that without reali
Last Updated : 2020-08-07Against all odds A trip to remember
- Thank you, Phillip! - Anytime, sunshine! Are you all right now? - I think I am… - Ok, then let us go back, ok? - Ok. The cottage was near, only a few steps. I walked sustained by him and he carefully placed me on the little sofa in the room. Only then I took my time to really observe the piece of heaven we were staying in. I just loved the intimate atmosphere that the small room offered. It was only one bed, the same canopy shape we had back at the main hotel. - Would you like some tea? I snapped out of my state and looked at him with my eyes still wet. - Yes, please! I watched him go into the small kitchen, boil some water, and put a little tea bag into a cup. With firm movements, he stirred in it bringing it to me. I took a few sips. The tea was perfect. I was starting to fill warm and calm. - Better now? - Much better, thank you! - I am sorry… - For what? I could sense the guiltiness in his voice and a
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