Red and white color of rose trailed from the entrance of the church down to the altar. A small decoration hanging beautifully at the altar, accompanied by its occupants.Jason stood graciously in a white suit with his hands interlocked in his front and his hair packed tightly into a bun. His ocean blue eye color waited anxiously, its deep gaze fixated at the door, waiting just to see the only woman he had ever longed to be with.Not long, the pointy gentle noise of one walking in seized his breath. Standing in all her glory and beauty, Cara walked in with Amber beside her.A nude lipstick matted her lips and a subtle makeover brought out her entire beauty. In Jason's eyes, he saw no one more worthy than her.The white flowing wedding gown dragged across the tiled floor of the church with every step she took. At that moment, Jason was convinced that he had made a beautiful choice with the dress he bought."Oh man, she really looks beautiful," Evans' voice brushed Jason's ears gently."
Making out in the back seat of the car, both of them ramped up upon themselves, with heavy breathings exhaling from their oral cavity."We can do this at home, it will just be us," Cara said in the heat of the moment, trying to refrain the driver from listening in on their lovemaking session.Even though there was a barricade between them, she felt the need to protect whatever dignity she had left."Fuck it babe, you are mine. My wife, if you've forgotten that," he growled, finding his ways under the huge white wedding gown.As soon as his hands found the spot he sought, unconsciously, Cara's head flung back from the pleasure downing between her legs."Oh Jason," a moan escaped from her lips, pinning her lower lips between her teeths. Her artificial nails dug into Jason's back while she squirmed under him.His hands moved to pulling her underwear when the car stopped abruptly. The driver announced through the speaker connected to the back seat, interrupting their moment of bliss."Apo
The cloth was ripped away from her body with so much ferocity as both of them fell to the bed with a heavy thud.Her breathing escalated rapidly. She looked at Jason, his eyes consumed by the intensity of his love. He battled with his suit while Cara assisted him with his trousers.The moment it went down, she flinched upon seeing his length. She battled with her inner self, whether she was ready to take it all in.Jason noticed her hesitation, smiling to himself. "It's alright babe, I'll go easy."She could only nod, he closed the gap between them, taking her lips gently. A soft moan escaped from her lips, his right hand freed her breast from the captivity they were being held in.He fondled her breast gently, giving her nipple a little pinch. A sharp cry emerged from her mouth, mixed with pleasure and pain.He switched his hands and directed his right hand to her coochie, his fingers, fiddling around her lower region. Dipping his middle finger into her, she released herself away fro
The custom ringtone of Jason's phone disrupted his sleep. He strained his eyes and massaged his head, searching for his phone blindly with his hand.He located it and leveled it to his face, the caller ID had him jumped up from the bed. Dragging the duvet over his body, he covered his birthday suit and rubbed his eye to get a clear view of the caller."Morning dad," he answered into the phone, his hoarse sleepy voice instead of the normal voice. "Isn't it weird to be calling me this early?""It's 9am Jason and I have every right to call you whenever I want," Jackson said."If you keep up with this attitude, you will die a lonely man," he fired back. "What can I do for you?""We need to see and talk. When will you be free?"He dropped his phone and placed the call on speaker. Switching between the apps, he navigated his way to the calendar trying to check for a free day."Tomorrow, 12pm. Is that fine with you?""What choice do I have? The billionaire Jason Pierce has given his order. W
Jason walked into his father's office, in his finely trimmed black suit. His hair left down, swerving around with each step he took.He sighted his father at the other side, looking down at something. He got closer and saw it was the family's album."What are you doing with that old man? Trying to get back some kind of memory?" He settled in the seat just across the table.Jackson removed his reading glasses and placed them in its case. A sad smile went across his lips as he shifted out of his enclosure. His eyes roamed Jason's body, from up to down and vice versa. "You look different," he said.Jason's right eyebrow lifted up, his lip twitched to the left side, trying to understand what his father meant. "In a good way, I mean," Jackson corrected himself quickly. "You do look like a married man now, your aura is different."Jason sighed, contemplating whether to tell him or not. "If you'd ask me, I'd say you look sad and lonely and pained.""Well you are not entirely wrong," Jackso
Bouncing the car Jason bought for her at the last minute, she took a cab straight to her late father's house. Amber had offered to stay there, whilst going to work. She was opportuned to get a job in a big fashion company as the Executive director's personal assistant.Amber had taken the day off and Cara was aware of it. She had planned to surprise both Mason and Amber. One thing Cara was sure of, she had missed her son greatly and she was sure that the little bundle of joy would be aching to see her too."We are here ma'am," the cab driver said, pulling her out of her thoughts.She handed him a 100 dollar note and said. "Keep the change."The driver's face radiated with so much joy, his words failed to come out as he was stuck with disbelief."It's okay, you don't have to say anything," she gave him a faint smile and dropped a few distance away from the house.As she walked back and into the house, she saw Mason sitting on the balcony with Amber. Both had a tray of fruits in front o
Jackson picked up his car keys and wallet, trying to meet up with the time he gave Cara. He was 20 minutes behind and hoped she wouldn't be angry about his lateness. As he stepped out of the house, he saw Cynthia leaning on his car. For a moment, his legs stiffened, deep rooted at the same spot.He summoned his courage and walked up to her. "What are you doing here, early this morning?""I came here to see you and I can see you are about to go out," she leaned into him, trailing irregular lines on his chest. "I'm free, how about I go with you?"Jason's words rang in his ears, thinking about how much he had betrayed him. A part of him was relieved, knowing he wasn't married to her. He yanked her hands off his chest, summoning his meanest look, he offered it to her on a platter of gold. "You don't know where I'm going, why would you just offer to tag along?""It doesn't matter, I know you are probably going for a meeting. I can help you make sure it's secured," she flirted, throwing a
Cara set the table for dinner, hoping to talk to him about his old man while they ate.The front door opened and walking in, was a tired Jason, she excused herself from the dining table and met him with a kiss.“How was today at work?” She reached for his suitcase and led him to the sofa.“Tiring, really tiring.”She helped him with his tie and his suit jacket. Underneath, his white shirt was drenched in sweat.“Is the air-conditioner not working? Why are you drenched in sweat?”“You can ask the same, I have no idea,” he threw his head back and a long form of sigh escaped from his lips.She unbuttoned his shirt and he was left in his singlet. “Go take a shower while I finish setting the table.”Trying to get back to work, a pair of strong hands scooped her away from the floor suddenly. Yelping out loud, she hit him on the chest, playfully.“Christ, Jason, what was that for? Aren't you tired?”“Yes I am, but I can never be too tired for the most beautiful woman in the world,” he threw
The 3 men sat quietly, focused on a particular person who did nothing but keep his eyes moped to the floor. He couldn't talk, neither could he write. How was Earl going to find out information from him in this pathetic state of his? Jason sighed and readjusted himself in his seat. Time was running out pretty badly, heaven knows what they both endured where they were. He had refused to know how long it was since they were kidnapped. Knowing those days felt like his punishment; he should have found both Nathan and Cynthia a long time ago but they didn't pose an immediate threat to him.Earl repeated his question to Nathan, pointing to the map of America on the table.“Mr Nathan, we understand your plight but can you please make this easy for us by pointing to where you abducted them to on the map?”Nathan wouldn't say a word still, he kept his butchered fingers interlocked with one another. The strange feeling in my mouth burdened him. It was a pity that he was going to live the rest of
2 weeks in Marco's captivity felt like years, her days were filled with the good memories with her family while her nights were filled with terrible dreams. Dreams she should just call nightmares but deep down she hoped for the better.She wore a red mini dress that was provided for her. It barely covered her ass and she kept dragging it down.“The earlier you adjust to this life, the better for you,” Izzie walked in on her. “Don't think there's any prince charming on his way here coming to save you.”Cara smiled, oblivious of why she did that. “Let me ask you a question Izzie. And I would love it if you are completely honest with me.”She took a seat opposite her. “I'm all ears, little pompous bitch.”“Do you think that you are living a life here? Irrespective of the fact that you are the woman in charge of all the girls here, do you think that's a life that's worthy to be proud of?”The question took her aback, that was something she wasn't expecting from any lady here. And Cara was
The room they walked into was filled with at least 30 ladies, all dressed in skimpy clothes. She looked away but slowly returned back to the surface, reminding herself that until she was found, this is her life now. “Izzie,” Yul’s thick Mexican accent quieted the whole room. A fat lady made her way from the back of the room. “Marco's orders. Clean her up and dress her, I'll be waiting outside to take her back to Marco.”He pushed Cara into her arms and the lady snickered, chewing a piece of gum loudly. “Another fresh piece of meat. I hope too many lads haven't found their way down there. The customers always like it fresh.”The audacity of this woman to talk to her like that. She kept her anger in check and refused to say a word. Her eyes portrayed every emotion her mouth couldn't say; thanks to the heavens, the light in the room was a dim one.Yul dragged the big woman aside, whispering some things to her. Izzie suddenly focused her attention on her, making her wonder what he was wh
Trigger warning ⚠️ Reader's discretion is advised. I'm sorry for any type of feeling this chapter might cause to you.The drive to wherever Cynthia was taking her felt like eternity. All she did was pray silently for Mason and hoped to be able to survive on her own. Mason wasn't in the car with her, it was just her, Cynthia and whoever was driving. After what seemed like forever, the car stopped and she heard the squeaking of a gate. The car drove through an underground tunnel, and the silence made her so uncomfortable.“Get her out,” Cynthia ordered. She brought out her burner phone and made a call. She wouldn't slack to know that Jason would start tracking her normal cellphone if she used it to make a call.“We are outside,” she said.The door opened on its own accord, meaning that it was controlled from the inside. The speaker above their head passed a message through. “Come in.”One of the men held Cara by the elbow and passed through the dark passage that was only lit by red bul
Cara cradled Mason in her arms as she rocked back and forth, humming a lullaby. Her child was going to become sick any moment from now if they continued like this, and she could feel it. He barely ate and all he did was cry about going home. She had been lucky the past few days. Nathan had always brought them extra food and water but wouldn't let them step out of the room; not even for number 1 or 2. A small toilet was provided in the corner of the room for that business.She had planned on working her way out of this place by deceiving Nathan. All she needed him to believe was that she was back on his side and not Jason. She needed to make him believe that she loved him, but the thought of him wanting to lay with her scared the crap out of her.The door opened, finally casting some light into the room. Mason moaned and she held on to him tightly. Multiple footsteps were heard, with a flashlight shining brightly in her face.“Get the child from her,” Cynthia said, ordering the people
Jason sat in his chair in the dark, beside the bedside lamp. The curtains were down and everywhere screamed darkness. Even though the sun was trying to force its way through the dark curtains, he sat there unbothered. Slowly 2 and a half weeks had gone by since Cara and Mason were missing and there was no lead anywhere.His phone started ringing, echoing through the room but he refused to pick it up. Thick, dark cycles were under his eyeballs. He had barely gotten a good sleep since all this drama started.After multiple calls, a tone signifying a message logged itself in. He finally had a resolve and picked his phone up. It was from Evans, sending him a picture with the message attached. ‘It’s urgent. Get yourself to the office now if you don't want the press to be on your neck in the next few minutes.’He took a closer look at the picture, zooming in. He grabbed his jacket and dashed out of the house in his pajamas.His driving was beyond reckless, as he drove past speed limits and
The attitude Nathan had developed since Cara arrived irritated Cynthia. If there was another word apart from being a simp, that was what she would call him. He increased her food and water and gave extra attention to her even though it was clear that Cara wanted nothing to do with him anymore. They all knew that it was for her property, love was definitely not in his books; not someone like him.Cynthia resolved to get him out of the way, so he wouldn't mess her plans up. A sinister plan lit in her head, she was going to make sure to get it executed, even though it might mean using her body or money.She walked to the other block, huge, tattooed faced men sat on the corridor, smoking thick cigars while some had a vape in their mouth.One of them approached her, blowing out the inhaled smoke left in his mouth, right in her face.“This is no place for a lady,” his thick voice sank deep in her ears. He made several turns at her, cackling. “Definitely not a place for a sexy woman like you
Amber's forehead creased, she sat by the couch with her left hand resting under her chin. Her scar was fading away gradually, thanks to the cream she was given at the clinic. Dinner sat deliciously on the table, waiting to be devoured but she had no appetite for it. Something else bothered her. The door opened and she was oblivious to Evans coming in. He walked straight to her, surprised that there wasn't any form of romance waiting for him at the door.“My lady,” he kissed her forehead, dragging her out of her thoughts. “Are you okay? Is everything fine?”She threw her phone at the other side of the two seater couch, now rubbing her forehead vigorously. “I've been ringing Cara's phone for the past few days but she wouldn't pick up, nor would she return the missed calls. I thought we settled it all at the clinic; why is she still angry with me?”Guilt pricked Evans’ heart, he settled right beside her, dragging her into a warm embrace. The fact that the truth was right there but he co
Deep down she believed that as soon as she had a spoon out of the food, she would soon be sprawling on the floor, holding her tummy tightly and seeing her life flash right in front of her. But the reverse was the case, as she had one spoon after the other, she wanted more. She sat Mason on her lap, and fed him the little she could. Both of them were drained and they really needed the energy.A paper was tucked under the plate. It read: ‘I hope you eat this one. I've been the one cooking and it pains me that you waste my food. I know who you are and I know that you are here against your wish but be nice and eat my food. XOXO, Janice’.Skeptical, she ignored the note; folding it and throwing it to the corner of the room. Her level of trust issues kept increasing. Who knew if it was another tactic by Cynthia or Nathan? The little drama between Cynthia and the lady earlier meant nothing.Her mind wandered aimlessly to how Jason must be feeling. She knew for once that he would never stop f