Fany
The limo arrived at the fancy restaurant where Father's birthday was being celebrated. The car door opened, a warm breeze against my face. This place is full of people in suits and girls in fancy evening gowns. I recognized some friendly smiling faces, they were my father's friends.
"Come on, Miss," said the driver. "Master is waiting inside."
"Master who?"
"Your father sent me to pick you up."
Gosh, so Daddy? My mind is too fixated on anything else. Feel free to stay in the limo too, because many other cars are queuing up to drop off the passengers in the back.
My high heels landed on the pavement, the black limo drove away. Luxury cars take turns lowering people. Again some familiar faces.
I seriously stood waiting for Adrian.
Where's the bad car? I don't want him to be upset. Wait a minute, did that damn car break down on the road? Oh my God, if this happens all my plans will be ruined.
AdrianCarl shaved his beard. I sat in the tattoo parlor while he was busy rubbing shaving foam onto my chin."Are you sure, Carl? It's going to be smooth?" I asked."Relax Bro. Trust Carl Johnson."The Spanish guy, my co-worker whom I call Manuel laughs while tattooing a customer. "Carl never had a beard and do you believe he could?"I almost got up, but Yun, the Korean girl, my coworker next door held me. "Carl always shaves his beard, so he's a pro.""Hear?" said Carl, I didn't like the way he laughed. "Relax, Bro. You are in the hands of the experts."Well, he's not lying. Not only the beard, he also styled my hair nicely with jelly."It's good, is not it?" Carl proudly flaunts my hair, my face, in the mirror."Carl?" Elisa came, her eyebrows rose to see me. "You are very cool.""Thank you.""A face is not enough," said Elisa, carrying a black coat. "Use this, let's
Adrian"Did you forget your best Uncle, son?""Certainly not!"I gave Uncle William a tight hug and he hugged back and patted his back. He stared intently from the toe of his shoe to his hair. His voice was so friendly and the smile never stopped."You are getting taller, handsome, burly, what a classy man. Where are your Brother and Mother, are they coming? Oh, where is beautiful Kim?""They didn't come with Uncle. It was just me. Happy birthday, Uncle." I took out the watch a girl gave me long ago, which I never opened from the case."You don't need to give gifts. Just your presence will suffice." Even though uncle said that, he immediately took off the golden watch, then replaced it with the digital clock I gave him. "So Adrian, why don't you come in?""The guards won't let me in because I didn't bring an invitation and wore a tie--""You're part of the family, no need for an invite or a
Adrian"Mr Zulvian, I thought you didn't come." Uncle William's face immediately brightened. It seems they are close friends."How could I not come to your birthday party?" Zul laughed crisply, a typical laugh that I used to hear often. He was amazed looking at me. "Look at him, who would have thought he would come here.""I know," replied Mrs. "I didn't expect a villager with disgusting tattoos like him to come in here.""No tattoos are disgusting madam, tattoos are body art." Zul unbuttoned some of the top shirt buttons. "See? I have tattoos. Do any of you here have any tattoos? Don't be shy, would-be senator ask here."Many young men raised their hands, even some of the graceful girls at the opposite table."Look," said Zul. "Are all these people trash madam? Adrian Bened, after all, is a hero."It seemed that Fany was curious to ask, "How do you know my boyfriend?""Boyfriend?" Zul chuckled lo
FanyHe knows what I like. Adrian plays country music. The car heater is also on. He accidentally stopped by Starbucks to buy my favorite green tea milk."Drink, traffic jams, it will take a long time to get to my apartment," he said."Your apartment?""Yeah, you want to come to my place, right? Come on, just once--""No. Take me back to my apartment.""Why? We're dating right?""Adrian, please don't argue. I know what's in your head. Sorry, I don't want to.""Why?"Because of you Adrian. I know all about you and your perverts."He chuckled in an annoying tone. "Okay, I understand. Only your husband and Alfred can do that, right?"Oh my god he really sucks. I think after that incident he will be able to regain his senses. I think he has moved on from his perdition. Why did he bring up Alfred's name? Stupid!"Sorry, I forgot if you want to forget it," he said.
FanyI stepped back. Look at the three of them. They think I'm stupid or what? "This must be Mother's ploy to take me home, right?"They exchanged glances. I know they are lying."Tell the woman, if you want to meet her, come here. I'm not a pet.""Miss, your father is sick at home. If you don't believe me, let's check at home." This young man said in a serious tone, there was no smile or anything strange on his face.God, is Dad really sick? Maybe, after the fuss between his wife and children. No, I went too far. Dad, Dad!"I can't stop crying. I followed the three of them into a black SUV, sitting in the middle seat with a young man in a black suit. While two other people in front.During the trip it was so quiet. The young man on the side was kind enough to take the tissue in front for me. Even if it's just a tissue paper, it's enough for me."How's Dad?""We don't know," he answered. "W
Fany"Can we stop by Starbucks?" I asked."Okay Miss."I purposely brought the three of them there so they could talk freely. We walked into a crowded Starbucks, took our seats at the table after ordering drinks. The three of them nervously flirted with their eyes while whispering."Sorry for making you guys work late," I said."It does not matter."I know they must be confused. I didn't want to end up like this myself, but that woman started it. He is the one who wants to destroy my life. Is it wrong if I want to defend what I think is worth fighting for?The future is not trivial.I cleared my throat so they could focus on me. "Listen, I want you guys to do something. Help find out Mom's ugliness. Find out what she wants why forcing me to marry Alex. You guys have to help me."Again they exchanged eyes. It looks like they are friends to the point where they can play code like
AdrianI hope when I sleep and open my eyes, all this is not a dream. Now I'm Fany's boyfriend.Six days passed and this dream was not over. The plan is tomorrow Saturday I will take Fany to have fun at the cinema. There's a movie he's sure to like. Cowboy movies.However, there is one thing that has been bothering us since we started dating.He often calls someone. I know him. His best friends are mostly women and Fany doesn't like being called unless it's important. Usually if it's not important he only wants to pick up at night. I know that because it's been like that since childhood.Like now she's talking to a man. My ears are sharp for issues like this."Yeah, thanks. I'll call Joshua later. Don't worry." Fany looked at me for a moment then focused on the front. "Everything's safe, try not to let anyone know about our secret. I can't wait to see you."I asked when he hung up. "What secret?"
AdrianThe beauty wears a white tight sabrina outfit combined with long jeans as subordinates. She confirmed the position of the black sleeve bag.I forget her name, but she's a veterinarian who once accompanied me to 'play love', one night of unrelated love. I can't be indifferent, let alone vent my emotions on this gentle creature.So I smiled, speaking in a friendly tone. "Good evening, Doctor.""May I come in?" she asked.I put myself standing in front of the door. "Sorry, let's talk in the waiting room, let's go."We went to the first floor, sat down on two sofas close together. I bought drinks, bought diet colas from the vending machines."So, what do you need, Doctor?" I asked, handing her a drink.She shyly replies, "About one night love. I… uhm, and my friend, want to ask you to do it again."I really want to, seriously. My sword hasn't felt the warmth of the game of love in a long
[POV Adrian]-----He's a hell of a fighter. This is the first time my adrenaline has reached a saturation point inside my brain."If in the ten count you does not rise, you lose! One, two, three, and four...."Was it just me who fell, or... I was attempting to get up. My vision gradually improved, and I discovered he also attempting to get up."Seven eight......"I got up, and he did as well, but his body swayed and he fell to the ground."Yeah! I was victorious!" I knelt on my knees with both hands raised. To greet me the entire audience burst out laughing and aplouse. Some people threw money and plastic cups."Great boy, great!" exclaimed the Italian. He tosses a business card his way. "Come to me at that location. Tell them you were invited by Casillas Mancini, son. We are in desperate need of a fighter like you." He directed his finger at my opponent. "It's a shame he's not Italian. I'll see you later!"Mancin
[POV Fany]-----The big tall man fixed his gaze on me. Oh my God, my attempts to flee were futile. What happens next? My legs trembled, and I couldn't say anything."Ssh, don't be too loud." A man's voice was deep and hoarse, a voice I recognized.The index finger is held up to the mouth. Although he had a small bruise on the corner of his lip, his face was still adorable. He slowly drew me away to the back of the SUV. Anxious, he squeezed my arm, inspecting me from head to toe."Thank goodness you're okay," he said as he hugged me."Alex, what brought you here?"Alfred approached us from the side, clearing his throat. "At the police station, I ran into him. We reported a kidnapping, but they said they needed to wait twenty-four hours before moving."Fortunately, God has not abandoned me. I looked around for someone "Where Adria is? Al, did you tell him what happened?"Alfred gave a slow nod. "I was.
[POV Fany]-----The odor here is like urine. The chandelier in the dimly lit room moved slowly in the gust of wind. There is only my breath to be heard. The maniacs tied my back, arm, and feet to chair. They not here?This is my opportunity to escape, but how will I do it? Help me, God. I slowly moved my body, causing the chair to fall backwards until the armrest broke. Fortunately, nails are present at the fault. I successfully untied the knot in my right hand using the nail in my left hand. Now I do the same with the two ropes that bind my legs, and then with the ropes on my body; I am free to move.I approached the door, turning the knob slowly, but it was locked.Use your brain, Fany. Okay, perhaps this method will work. I arm myself with a chair and pound loudly on the door. Outside, there appeared to be a sound. I pounded on the door again, hoping they'd open it."Did you hear that voice, Amigo?" the first voice asked. "Come on,
[POV Adrian]-----He spun me around, kicked me in the knee, and then hit another guy who attacked him from behind.What's the matter with him?I'm not sure who he is, so why would he say something like that? Who is he, bald with a thin beard and heavily tattooed?The Royal Rumble battle is extremely brutal. They have weapons. Whatever means they employ to attack and defend.There are no weapons in my cell. That Italian ... I stormed out, yelling at the Italian guy in the suit."You're lying, there isn't a gun in there!""Who is lying, Merda?" He responded with a grating laugh. "Listen, your friend didn't put anything in there, did he?"He spoke to his friend before tossing a baseball near me, a smooth stick that I hope will become my best friend in battle.I was about to pick up the baseball bat when I was interrupted by another.The man in the suit exclaimed, "Please don't blame me, for you misfortu
[POV Adrian]----I parked my motorcycle near the pier in an empty shed. Fany should have been here, according to the directions, but there were only a few wild seagulls awake on the roof of this old, dim tin-walled barn. Could they possibly— Uurgh.Someone hit me from behind with a blunt object. Damn you, coward. My vision became blurry, and then everything went black. I can still hear some men chit-chatting."Let's finish him—""Stop talking. We are not hoodlums. Remember, honor, loyalty, and bravery. That is our motto. Take him there, as planned. Let's face it, manly."They drove me somewhere. There was a deafening cheer.Slowly, I can see clearly. I'm currently being held in a cell. Not only was I trapped in a cell, but so were several other people. The cells are arranged in a circle facing the field. Above the cell, there is a stage for a crowd of men and women facing the field. They cheered while carrying paper money
[POV Adrian]-----Pleasant licks on my penis caused me to moan loudly. They give it their all, a grope in the stomach, a peck on the chest. Yes, this is what I desired. But.... Fany, no, I'm not going to fall for this. I've never been rude to a woman before, but this time I drew the Japanese girl's head back until I heard a plop."Enough."Still clutching the hard veined thing, the American girl smiled seductively. Her voice had been artificially sweetened. "Do you want anything else, my stallion?"Even though it was stuffy, I pulled my pants up and kept my penis in. I grabbed the shirt that was lying on the floor and dashed to the garage door."You're not going to be able to open it. You must use a... key."But I can. I drew up the large garage gate until it slightly opened. He was correct; this thing weighed as much as a car.I knelt out of here, staring at the three girls. "Please fix my car right away. I'm going to wait ou
[POV Adrian] ----- I stated, "It's time to get to work. Ladies, please proceed." They're gorgeous mechanics, and they're enticing. Every move they make is lustful. Their sexy waist waddles as if they want to be patted. No, I'm not going to be tempted. I had to put up with it for Fany's sake. My promise to her means everything to me. They swarmed my car, wielding pliers and other tools. With her lovely legs, a Japanese girl pulls the wheel floor. The wheel floor is shaped like a skateboard, but it is larger and has four wheels. She was lying there, pushing the ground beneath my car. The black girl grabbed the vacuum cleaner for the car and began sucking up the dust. The American girl asked me to get the best engine in Alex's collection, propped up against the hood of my car. This is a decision I'm not sure about. It doesn't have to be the best; just being able to bring my car back to life is enough for me.
[POV Adrian] ----- A middle-aged man wearing a hat exited the tow truck with a friend. They were dressed in shabby white mechanical uniforms that were as filthy as their faces. They have an oily odor. "Mr Adrian?" inquired the younger, who wore a baseball cap with a beak on the back. "Mr Alex requested that we take your car to a private repair shop and invite you to select an engine there." That fast. "Okay." A tow truck came to pick up my car. I was sitting in the front seat, facing Alex's house. We sat down as a group of three. The car is moving at a slow pace. It appears that getting to the destination will take a long time. Dammit, I had to be a truant once more. A super-elite residential area not far from Beverly Hills is home to the tie-down pampers who believe they have the world at their disposal. Alex's house is larger and
[POV Fany]-----Someone suddenly kissed my lips after opening my mouth cover. "I can't wait to taste you, sweetie." He burst out laughing."Stop, you moron. When his girlfriend sees it, it will be even more delectable "said the person sitting next to me. "Is the duct tape gone? That's fine, stupid. This bird is about to sing."I beg anyone in my vicinity, perhaps they still have a conscience? "Please, my faggot, let me go. I'll pay for it and act as if nothing happened."They both laughed. I should have known that pleading would only make them float in contentment.The car engine continues to hum, and the vehicle continues to vibrate. It was hot and dark. I ran out of wiggle energy. Thank you, God, for still giving me salvation. They don't do anything bad, just the occasional hand squeezing of body parts. If they wanted to, they could do more....The sliding door slid open. I'm