A bout of steamy sex.Golden wings villa.In a beautifully furnished living room, a middle aged man sat with a soft expression. Opposite him was Kathleen's assistant. He was Alexander; Kathleen's father."You didn't want to come in the first place? Are you going against my orders now?" Alexander watched as she bowed bashfully."It's not like that Alex... Your daughter has been stressing me out lately. I barely have enough time for myself.." Rita said."Take a leave and come stay with me for a week. You don't expect me to hold back my desires do you?" Alexander dragged her into the bedroom.She didn't resist but followed him obediently. She hadn't wanted to come but Alexander coaxed her. There was no way she could refuse.And so here she was in his villa... She only prayed he wouldn't tire her out. She needed to get to work early tomorrow morning...Within minutes, they were both naked and moaning in the sheets. Rita always wondered how someone like Alexander could have such a stamina.
Caught.Rita pushed herself from Alexander's body at the intrusion. Alexander turned in fury, at the door.His expression changed when he saw Kathleen. How did she get in? Didn't he instruct the guards not to allow anyone in?He made a mental note to fire them after he was done dealing with his daughter. Kathleen stared in disbelief at her father who was looking at her without any bit of remorse. Her eyes darted to the lady who was covering herself. Shame was written all over her face. She turned to look at her father."Father, care to explain what is happening here?" She asked, folding her arms. "Don't you think it's rude to barge into my room, Kathleen?" Alexander questioned his daughter angrily. He was so furious; he felt like bashing her head on the wall. So rude...Kathleen stared in disbelief at her father. Was he for real? And when has she ever taken permission before entering his room?An improvement...He wasn't being remorseful at all but was calling her rude?"Who is she
Alexander rested for a while after Rita left. He didn't even think about what happened earlier on. It wasn't worth his time. He stood up from the bed and headed behind his walk in closet. On the wall was a button. He pressed it and with a rumbling sound,an underground staircase was revealed. He headed down the stairs and once he stepped down the last stair closed back up; almost as if nothing happened.Everywhere was white; the walls and lights.He continued walking with determined steps.He finally stopped in front of a glass door. He scanned his thumbprint,and the door opened. He stepped into the room and smiled."Hey... Guess who is here to see you." Alexander said with a chuckle.The man seated in front of him was bound. He raised his head slowly.His facial appearance was the same with Alexander.....============The next morning, Kathleen walked into her office spiritedly. Today,she was determined to find out the identity of that lady."Good morning President." Her assistant gree
I'm going to get her back.Henry sat in the bar in his mansion. He looked around him and sighed. He had been downing glass after glass of alcohol.How could she? Quinn?Did he even hold any worth in her eyes? She actually left him and got married to that ...that...ugly guy?Yes, he was ugly. Even if he wasn't,he couldn't compare to him in terms of looks. But he couldn't accept the fact that Quinn was married...Did she ignore the times they spent together? Their days of pleasure? He had pleasured her many times...Maybe she was forced to? Yes, that had to be the case... His Quinn couldn't possibly leave him just like that.But his mind wandered back to the way Quinn behaved at the meeting. She had changed...She even slapped him when he kissed her...Wow...She had truly changed. If it were the Quinn from eight years ago, she would have succumbed to him after that kiss.But what did the Quinn of the present do? She slapped him.She fucking slapped him... Henry was devastated.In fact.
Can't seem to forget about him.Stephen was excited; he was going on a dinner date with Quinn later that evening. This time, they were going without Emelda.He had already booked a table at a five star hotel. He wanted to make the experience a happy one for her."Is everything set?" He questioned his assistant who was respectfully standing in front of him."Yes President. Everything is set." He responded without raising his head."Good,you may leave." Stephen dismissed him.After his assistant left, Stephen leaned back on his chair. He was going to take things slow with Quinn...It wasn't as if she had been in a relationship with Henry before. They only had a boss-maid relationship.Where that despicable man violated her of course. He vowed to deal with him when the time was right.But for now, he was going to focus on winning Quinn's heart. He was going to make her forget about Henry. He wasn't worth it anyways...Quinn was going to be his.. He was going to make sure of it.But... He
The Stones Residence.In a mansion beautifully decorated and filled with powerful auras,three individual sat discussing."She's stubborn, stubborn than you, I think." A middle aged woman laughed. Age hadn't taken a toll on her, as she still maintained her youthfulness."Nope, I think she's stubborn like grandfather. Or is it grandmother?" Her husband smiled as he retorted. They were Quinn's parents and grandfather; Sylvester, Nicole and Patriarch Raphael.Raphael chuckled at their banter. He felt at ease with his family.To the outside world,the Stones' family were all ruthless and powerful people. But he knew more than anyone how warm everyone were when they were together as family.Years ago, his son had given him a grandchild. However, something happened...Something that nearly gave the whole family a heart attack.She was kidnapped... Right under their nose.... The Stones family?!He made sure everywhere was searched; but she wasn't found.His daughter-in-law,her mother was dev
Supporting her daughter's decision.The Stone's Residence.Nicole was seated comfortably in the living room. A maid was trimming her nails.She was in a fairly good mood. It's been a week since her daughter visited them. However,she was already missing her.Was it her fault?Was it easy to be separated from one's daughter for nineteen years?It wasn't at all...As she immersed herself in her thoughts,a guard came in to report."Madam, Mr Stephen is here." He bowed.Stephen?What was he doing here?"Let him in. You may leave." She waved the maid away.The maid bowed respectfully and left.Stephen came into the living room. He was feeling oppressed. The whole mansion was and looked expensive. Splendor, elegance,beauty,were all present in the mansion.The Stone family were fucking rich...."Young man, didn't you call Michelle before coming here?" Whenever Quinn wasn't around,they referred to her as Michelle."Good day, Madam Nicole. It's a pleasure meeting you." Stephen bowed respectfull
California.Kathleen's villa."What do you mean 'you can't find anything about her?" Kathleen questioned incredulously."I've searched, President..." Her assistant replied with a bow."So, did she disappear into thin air?" Kathleen was in a state of disbelief.Just to find a measly slut and for days now they have been searching.Did she disappear?"Keep an eye on my father. I'm sure she will visit him again. If she does, I want you to tail her." Kathleen waved her hand dismissed 'him'.She sighed when her assistant left.Such incompetence...Or maybe the lady was hiding from her?Either ways, she believed in her assistant...The lady would be found soon...===============Rita sighed when she left the villa. She got into her car and drove towards her house.That was close...How could she be told to find 'herself'?What a ridiculous situation...She would continue beating around the bush... She couldn't allow Kathleen find about the truth...Alexander....Kathleen...Soon enough, she
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