Torture... Los Angeles. Kathleen smiled as she and her guest walked into her living room. He was her crush ever since they were kids.Xander...It has been months since Kathleen and Henry got married. She was back at her place of work leaving California.They both agreed that she should continue with her work first; he would come over every few months and he would stay over for some time.Kathleen had no objections... Though she was quite hurt by the way Henry handled things, she said nothing.They didn't even have a proper wedding night till that moment. Imagine!She turned to face Xander and pushing him to the sofa, she climbed on top of his body."Your husband won't be furious if he finds us like this?" Xander questioned sexily as he smirked.In response, she lowered her head and captured his firm lips. She nibbled gently on the lower lips and pushed her tongue into his warm mouth. Their tongues intertwined as they French kiss.After some time, she pulled out of the kiss completel
Regretting her decisions.Xander smirked and continued walking towards her.Kathleen tried to move but she couldn't, even one bit...He bent low and traced a mark with the knife. Little blood started trickling down her body. Kathleen winced and closed her eyes in pain."Was this the memorable and enjoyable moment he was talking about?"In a minute." He smirked and sauntered out of the room. When he got to the wall,he repeated the same process he did earlier.A door materialized and he went back.Kathleen was visibly shaking; what did he go to bring?Her question was soon answered few minutes later when Xander came back with a jug of water.He knelt a top her and held the jug of water over her pussy.Kathleen continued looking at him in awe. A cooling sensation engulfed her being as he poured down the cold water directly on her hole.She tried to instinctively close her legs but it was widely spread and bound.He emptied everything and placed down the empty jug on the floor. He grabbed
Blackmailed.Kathleen lay weakly on her bed. It was already nighttime.At least that jerk was kind enough to bring her back home.'Jerk.' She cursed for the umpteenth time.She remembered what she said to him immediately she stepped out of the car.She had threatened to make him pay for what he did to her.He had laughed it off and sneered instead. She had been surprised at his reaction; wasn't he afraid of what she could do?Was he underestimating her?His next words had horrified her. He threatened to expose them to Henry. Kathleen had been visibly shaken...It was now her turn to beg Xander. He had even extorted money from her and also with the condition that he could come over and fuck her whenever he wanted.She turned uncomfortably on the bed. What had she gotten herself into?"Henry is the cause of all this. He doesn't even fulfill his rights as my husband at all." Kathleen wasn't happy at all. She wasn't even excited when she remembered they were already married.It's been mont
Couldn't restrain his desires.Washington DC.Khloe's condominium.The four friends were all having a home party at Khloe's apartment. They were already getting tips. Khloe who was obviously excited, twisted her body smoothly like a pro."Your dancing skills hasn't gotten rusty at all." Quinn commented admiringly."Of course, none of you can compare." Khloe bragged shamelessly.Having the home party was all Khloe's idea as usual. Ariana sat on the couch chewing at the lap of a fried turkey. She had no intention to join the dance whatsoever. As she chewed, she followed it down with a glass of brandy.Brandy was her favorite alcohol after all.. As Jayden danced, he looked at Ariana through the corner of his eyes. He wanted to badly hug her at that moment but focused on his dancing instead.However his actions didn't go unnoticed by the highly sensitive Khloe. She smiled inwardly.She was going to matchmake these two fools... They were prolonging matters.She wanted to be a godmother so
Who gave him the right to?Back at home, Quinn and Khloe at each other and chuckled."We have to lend him a hand. Else, he will never stand a chance." Quinn said laughing."Of course, though I wouldn't blame him for not making a move. It isn't as if he's afraid of Ariana but you know how she is..." Khloe shrugged helplessly and sauntered towards her bedroom."I'm sleepy, you?" Khloe yawned. She was tired...."I'm sleeping on the couch; I don't want to wake up with a bruised eyes tomorrow." Quinn laughed as she followed Khloe."Why are you following me then?" Khloe turned and fixed her with a glare.To get a quilt, I'm tired and can't trade words with you ma'am." Quinn pushed her and headed into the bedroom.Khloe and Ariana were very restless sleepers; one couldn't comfortably sleep with them.For instance, the first time Quinn slept over at Khloe's apartment, she ended up with a tired body the next day. Khloe had kicked her body endlessly while they slept.She had even unknowingly pi
Broken friendship. Ariana opened her eyes as sun rays poured into the bedroom. She closed her eyes at the effect it had on her eyes. She tried to sit up but her body felt sore.Damn..What was wrong with her? Was she sick?She forced her body up and froze as if she had been electrocuted.What was the pain she was feeling between her legs?Although she wanted nothing to do with guys,it wasn't as if she was stupid.She knew what the pain she was feeling meant. She had been violated!Her eyes widened and she began shaking in anger. Who was it?Who took her first time? Her eyes reddened as the thoughts of last night crossed her mind.Although she was quite drunk,she remembered that Jayden drove her home and left.Did he actually leave?But if he didn't, how did the rapist come inside?She was puzzled; her apartment wasn't safe anymore?The door to her bedroom opened at that moment and Jayden came in."Hah... You actually slept over. Good morning." Ariana's tone was dull."What is the prob
A trap.Henry patiently waited for her arrival. Today was the day he had been waiting for.A document lay on his table...At that moment, the door opened and Quinn came inside accompanied by her assistant.As a show of decorum, Henry stood up and shook her hands warmly.However...Quinn's handshake and even her entire being was devoid of warmth."Please take a seat." He gestured to the seats in front of them.Quinn calmly sat on the chair. Her eyes darted to the document in front of him. It looked.... familiar...She focused her gaze on him."I believe there isn't a problem, Mr Henry?" Her gaze was sharp as she glared at him."Of course there isn't. Please take a look at this contract document, Miss Quinn." He pushed the document towards her.Quinn took a quick glance at it, but she made no move to pick it up."It's the agreement between us when you became my maid. It contains your signature, but please go through the contents." A smirk was plastered on his face.Avie picked the docu
Weeks later.Quinn officially moved back to Henry's mansion. She went to work directly from his house. Apart from her mother, and her friends, no one knew she had moved in with her ex boss.She didn't even tell Stephen.She was having a blissful time. Although they were in the same mansion, Quinn made sure they barely saw each other.Henry had been trying so hard to seduce her, but she proved to him that his efforts were futile.This morning too, he had tried to kiss her but she threw a punch at his stomach and rushed back to his room leaving him writhing in pain.He had left the mansion in annoyance. Not that Quinn cared anyway...She decided to take a day from work. She called Avie and told her to cancel her schedule for that day.She ate her breakfast of toast bread and a glass of warm milk.Heading back to the living room,she settled down on the sofa and began playing a game on her phone.She felt so relaxed...She thought of her daughter and smiled; they just talking to each othe
Days later… Quinn and Henry finally took Emelda from the boarding school, but she insisted on staying with her grandparents, so her parents could go on their honeymoon. "I love you so much, mum and dad!" She said, and hugged her parents with tears in her eyes. Henry and Quinn hugged her back, also tearing up. "I missed you so much, baby. We'll be back soon, then we can live together as one big, happy family with your baby brother or sister." Quinn added, and Emelda chuckled. "It's definitely a baby sister!" She squealed and rubbed at her mother's belly with a smile. "We'll find out in a few months time, baby. We have to go now. Do not disturb your grandparents!" Emelda nodded and hugged her parents, as she watched them enter their limo, leaving while waving at her. * * * “Please be quick about it..” Quinn said to the hotel receptionist and quickly dropped the phone as soon as Henry waltzed out of the bathroom, looking as though he was running an ad for a
“Stay back!” Kathleen growled fiercely but Quinn couldn’t exactly say if she was yelling at her or at Henry. Her body shook with fear as she stared at the black, metallic object clasped in Kathleen’s hands but she didn’t show her fear; She couldn’t bring herself to because she knew that that was exactly what people like Kathleen thrived on. She couldn’t give her that satisfaction. Before she came here, she had braced herself for the absolute worst; had expected Kathleen to pull a stunt like this from the very beginning. Now, it no longer surprised her. All she wanted right now was to get out of this situation unscathed. She didn’t care how she intended to do that but knew that that was her only aim. Ashley had told her that a thing like this would happen; had warned her and thankfully, she had listened. At first, she didn’t want to be scared but when she looked into Kathleen’s eyes, and saw the crazed maniacal look in them, her fear only intensified. This witch
Days later. Henry was so angry. He wanted to snap. He was pissed at everyone’s overly bubbly attitude today and was beginning to wonder if the day was his or theirs. He couldn’t really say that the day was his though because he was practically being forced…more like threatened to do this. He still couldn’t comprehend why her father would present him with a decision as difficult as this for his own personal interest, and it made him mad. The brightly lit air conditioned room still felt unbearably hot for Henry as he yanked uncomfortably at his necktie and glared against the high fluorescent lights that seemed to want to blind him. He didn’t care that his discomfort was being let out in the open and that the press could make a fuss out of it later. All he cared about was getting done with this accursed wedding ceremony and being back to the confines of his room. He drowned out the loud cheerful noises around him, wondering to himself why these people seemed a lot mo
The world felt like it was spinning in circles, and to Henry everything was in a flux. He couldn’t say exactly what stand his life held right now or what its meaning was but knew he was simply going with the flow that came. Pressing the bottle of liquor to his lips, Henry took a big gulp and winced when the fiery liquid burned its way from the back of his throat down to his chest. He loved the feeling though, but the aftermath was what he disliked. He hated how it usually made him feel crappy and how his fingers shook whenever he took it excessively. He hated it now that his hands were already shaking even though he hadn't had too much. “Isn’t that a little too much for today, Sir?” Adam asked from a corner of the room and Henry could only gasp in shock because he never knew that he was even in his office with him in the first place. At Adam’s utterance, he looked down at his table to discover that he had successfully finished about three bottles of liquor and that he
The next day. Right in front of him, sat Kathleen and her father and Henry could do nothing but glare at the both of them as they went about chattering between each other like he wasn’t in the room. Kathleen's loud giggles infuriated him, even the way she had suddenly changed her sitting position into some sort of lazy style while she rubbed continuously on her flattened stomach. On a normal day, he would’ve sent her out of the house but her father was here, and he wanted to hear them out first. “What the fuck are you both doing here?” He snarled at her father, who seemed too enthralled with talking to Kathleen that nothing else mattered. To his utmost surprise, both Kathleen and her father ignored him like he hadn’t even spoken. They ignored him like his words held no weight and that action even enraged him a lot more than he already was but he didn’t give up. He wasn’t really bothered about their attitude though, or the fact that there was something fishy becaus
Henry Zhang felt like the saddest man on earth. Well, maybe he was. He staggered up the airy flight of stairs with only a bottle of chilled liquor clasped in his cold stiff hands. “One green bottle standing on the wall… one green bottle standing on the wall…” he sang drunkenly as he trudged upwards, absolutely oblivious to the shocked stares his workers threw at him as he walked past. Truth is, he didn’t even notice they were staring nor did he care if they actually did. His body suddenly shook with a kind of cold that he hadn’t experienced before. He couldn’t bring himself to talk to anyone about how he truly felt…about how his dreams were constantly plagued with memories of Quinn and how he felt he would go crazy soon if nothing was done about it until he had finally resolved to drinking to stupor. His new way of escape… He belched, smiled at the half empty bottle and stormed into his room only to stop in his tracks when he suddenly found himself staring at the
After munching on her food, Quinn suddenly stopped and started thinking. “Are you okay?” Ashley suddenly asked, making Quinn snap her head up to look at her in puzzlement. “Huh… yes!” Quinn croaked out, nearly choking on her food. “You do not seem like you are Quinn, you haven’t eaten in days and you still aren’t eating now.” She asked worriedly. Quinn smiled at the deep worry lines etched on Ashley’s face and wondered if the lady knew she had this side to herself. “I am… trust me I am.” Quinn reassured her with a smile. To make Ashley feel better, she slowly munched on the food one after the other until she finally finished it. When she was done, she got up with the plates only to be stopped by Ashley who immediately pried the plates out of her grasp. “I’ll do it.” She simply said, balanced them on her hips and walked off, leaving Quinn wondering why Ashley was suddenly so protective of her. After a few minutes of waiting, Quinn decided to busy herself with th
Quinn's eyes slowly opened...finally. Her eyelids were heavy, almost like they had been previously sealed shut. Quinn winced under the pain. It was a little too much and her body throbbed from it. She could feel her stomach twist painfully from it too but she didn’t care. All she wanted was to understand what she was doing here when only moments ago, she was at the back of Henry’s car…on her way to her wedding reception. She wanted to understand why anyone would decide to kidnap and beat her up. She believed she hadn't done anything to deserve that. Even if she did, at least her wedding day should have just been left alone for her and her family members to enjoy. Why did they have to make it a sad day for her? She didn't deserve that. Henry didn't deserve that. Quinn was confused and at the same time, shocked and scared because she was quite unsure about who was behind all these, even though her mind was drifting towards Kathleen. But there was nothing to back
As Henry threatened, he heard the policeman gulp in fear. He could clearly see how he visibly shook right in front of him and he smirked, knowing fully well that he had inculcated fear into his spine. “Henry!” Henry heard someone desperately call out his name and from the tone of voice, he didn’t need to turn around to know that it was grandfather Richard. He begrudgingly turned around, with the gun still pointed at the police officers and rolled his eyes when he saw the deep scowl etched on the old man’s face. Grandfather was pissed, but so was he! Grabbing at Henry's upper arm, Richard yelled like he would to a toddler throwing tantrums; “Why would you come all the way here just to assault an officer, Henry?! You even went as far as pointing a gun at them! Don’t you know what could happen to you for doing something like tha—?” “I do not care about what happens to me!” Henry growled in anger, “…all I wanted was to find out if they had any idea of where Quinn could b