"Aron's point of view,""Mr. Finge, here is the report you asked for." My assistant has entered my office. As usual, she exposed her breasts to me by opening her shirt's top three buttons. Her cleavage usually makes me giddy, but today, it didn't. Her figure is flawless and can make any man drool over her. I hired her as my assistant only because of her lovely body, but after seeing Sara's beautiful body, Junior Finge is no longer interested in any other lady. I just want to feel her pussy's tightness. I don't know what spell she did on my junior that did not get overcome by her tight walls. "Would you like anything else, sir?" She gave me a flirtatious glance. I usually couldn't resist the need to kiss her whenever she visited my office, but today, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. "No, thank you, Selena; you may leave now." Opening the file, I turned my attention back to my work. "Mr. Finge, are you sure? You don't want anything else?" I lifted my gaze from the file.
"Sara's point of view,""What are you doing?" The sensation of his harsh touch on my body made me open my eyes. "I'm not doing anything, as you may be thinking, so calm down. I'm simply making you wear a good dress." I heard him and glanced down at my body. Oh, so this beast purchases new outfits for me? However, why is the dress very transparent and short? Wearing a short, obscene garment that doesn't adequately cover my body is pointless. "I don't want to wear this dress, Aaron. With a blanket covering my body, I feel cozy." Excruciating physical pain forced me to lie back down when I attempted to get out of bed. "Miss Grace, you should rest because you have a fever." He draped a duvet over my body. He is the sole one responsible for all of my problems in life, so why is he so worried about me? "You are the only one who causes problems in my life, Aron; therefore, you don't need to act like you care about me." Suddenly, I remembered how he had abandoned me by leaving me alo
"Aron's point of view,""Yes, Miss Grace, I have seen a lot of werewolf films. Tell me how those films relate to how you feel about me." I looked at her with interest. I could tell from the way she stared at me that she would most certainly not be giving me any compliments. "Aron, you remind me of those ravenous wolves that just pounced on a helpless deer to sate their appetite.""Oh, so you believe that I am the ravenous wolf?" This woman is really funny. Nobody has ever spoken to me like this in my entire life. Hearing the accusation makes me want to laugh aloud, but I restrain myself. "Miss Grace, who is that naive deer?" I furrowed my brow. "It's me, of course." In response, she shrugged back. "Oh, so, according to you, you are very naive.""Yes, I am." There was a peculiar tingling sensation in my body as her confident gaze met mine. No woman has ever looked into my eyes with such confidence. They always stared at me with an enticing gaze. Her glance, nonetheless, is diff
"Sara's point of view,""So, this was your method of honoring a woman?"After 15 minutes, he laid down across my body, releasing his sperm on the bedsheet. His heavy breath stroked my bare chest. "Our make-out session was fun, wasn't it?" With his husky voice, he whispered. He was correct—for the first time. Having his erect dick inside of me made my body feel at ease. Perhaps his warm touch is alleviating the pain my fever-induced body aches are causing. However, the reason why his warm breath on my jawline caused me to immediately become damp remains unknown. At the moment his dick's entered in me, I experienced pain. However, the level of discomfort was not as intense as it was last night. He asked me why I didn't apply ointment to my vagina cut today. How did he know that I had rubbed my vagina with ointment? He undoubtedly has a covert camera in his restroom. "Your pussy is very lovely, Miss Grace; I've never felt such tightness before." He continued to stare at me with lust
"Aron's point of view,""Miss Grace, I promise you won't be disappointed if you give me a chance." I trailed behind her to carry on our conversation. "Aron, go put on your pants first. After that, we can talk about it." She averted her gaze from my thighs. "What's causing your blush? You have already seen my body; in fact, you felt every inch of it." To get a better look at her face and have a conversation with her, I turned around. "Aron, go cover your gigantic dick; it's so big that your underpants can't cover it.What's your problem in wearing pants?" She tightly closed her eyes, not wanting to see my dick. This woman is truly insane. Wait, did she say my junior is big? Oh, it means she loved my junior, since women want large dicks. "Do you mean to say that you like my enormous dick, Miss Grace?"To allow my junior to touch her thighs, I kneeled in front of her. "No, Mr. Finge, absolutely not. I didn't enjoy your big dick; in fact, your brief is so little that it doesn't
"Sara's point of view,""Miss Grace, I want a fresh chapter in my email within an hour."When he exited the room, I mimicked him. "Huh? What does he think of me? Am I Ginnie, who simply swipes a pen across the paper to write a chapter? He already knows that I'm exhausted, so how could he set me a deadline? To write an imaginative chapter, my mind needs to generate new ideas. His hard fucking exacerbated the pain in my body, which was already quite exhausting because of my fever. To write a new chapter, I logged onto his laptop as a guest once I finished eating my noodles. I had trouble focusing on my writing because my mind was racing with so many things. To concentrate on my work, I need coffee and splendid music. I rose from the couch and left the room. "Have you completed your chapter, Miss Grace?" As I was going into the kitchen to make myself some coffee, his voice abruptly halted me. Did he also have eyes on his back? With his headphones in, how did he see that I was a
"Aron's point of view,""You are fantastic, Miss Grace. I've never felt this degree of satisfaction from any other woman. You possess magic."As soon as my junior was able to sate its appetite, I let her go so she could tell me about our jacuzzi experience. But instead of paying attention to me, she sat idle, resting her head on the corner of the jacuzzi. What's the matter with her? How come she couldn't act like a normal woman? The police wouldn't take her into custody if she demonstrated her happiness and contentment with my junior. I felt irritated every time she ignored me after our intercourse. I had never paid attention to women's post-sex expressions and reactions before, but for some reason, I took note of every detail about her. Everything about her captures my attention: how she talks, how she walks, when she gets angry when she smiles, and what she likes and dislikes. Wait, what did I say about her smile? Yes, of course you did. My subconscious responded.However, sh
"Sara's point of view,""Stay away from me." Feeling a heavy weight on my abdomen, I opened my eyes in panic. He was soundly dozing off, leaning one leg over my abdomen and resting his head on my breast. His innocent, sleeping visage gives no clue that he is a sex monster. I never thought that someone could treat me so cruelly for sex, even in my worst dreams, like the way he abused me last night. What does he think of himself? Did he think he could own me merely with the power of his wealth? I was having trouble breathing in the jacuzzi when he dove me into the frigid water. It appeared as though he had transformed into an amoral monster, oblivious to the plight of his fellow humans. I persisted in battling with him to let go, but he ignored me. My small vaginal opening suddenly became his entire world. He completely forgot that to fulfill his passion, he was tormenting not only my entire body but also my soul. I attempted to push him away, but he gripped my palm tightly, pre
Aron POV "Jerry?" I gave her a confused look. "Yes, she is Jerry's reincarnation." She nodded when she saw me. I agreed to give my daughter the name Jerry. I never thought hearing her pregnancy news would fill her with excitement. I thanked God for bringing her life to a normal pace since I couldn't afford to lose her. While we all mourned Jerry's passing, Jerry’s loss deeply affected her. My parents were overjoyed to see their little angel. I am grateful that Sara chose not to abort this child and instead allowed all of us to embrace this beautiful little angel. I have never experienced such a wonderful feeling before. I used to touch women to sate my hunger, but once I embraced my daughter, I realized that women are far more valuable to men than lust. Becoming a father filled me with a sense of responsibility, dedication, and respect for Sara even more. Even a month after my wife's delivery, I took care of her everyday requirements and restrained my need to touch her delicate
Sara POV "What have you just said?" I gave him a startled look. "Sara, I am sorry; please don't be angry. I'm not sure how or when, but trust me—it's not a mistake on my part." He nervously twiddles his fingers. "Tell me what you just said, Aaron." I asked him to repeat it. "You're expecting a child, Sara." He showed me the test results. "Is it true?" I raised my brow at him. "Yes." He gave a nod. "Thank you, God; I knew it; you can not stay away from me for a long time. She is coming, Aaron, just like she promised us before she passed away." I hugged him happily. He was surprised by my response when he learned I was pregnant. The void she left in my life was gnawing at me, so I pleaded to God day and night to get Jerry back. She took my death, so I drowned in guilt every day. Since her passing, I've spent the past few months locked up in my room, feeling completely cut off from everything. I spent my hours looking at the oak trees. I was amazed at this tree's rapid growth in
Aron POV "Jerry, open your eyes." After hitting Uncle Joe with a stone until he stopped breathing, I went back to Jerry. Uncle Joe stabbed a sharp piece of wood through her breast. She was struggling to breathe with her eyes closed. Jerry's blood stains Sara's white towel. Uncle Joe's blood is everywhere on my face. "You did a great job killing this monster, Aron." She was having trouble breathing. "Jerry, you will be all right." Sara looked at her with tear-filled eyes. "We've got to take her to the doctor." Sara asked me to take Jerry to the hospital. "You are right."Jerry asked me to stay here with her, holding my hand as I attempted to get up to go to the hospital. "Aaron, don't waste time. I have very little time, and I want to spend my last time with you." She attempted to communicate through her heavy breathing. "Sara, please sit here with me." She looked at Sara with tear-filled eyes. "I am sorry, Sara; please forgive me. You've had to endure all of this because of m
Sara POV His repulsive touch makes me sick to my stomach. I can't get out of here, even though I want to shove him away. I closed my eyes to surrender in front of my fate. He kissed me so hard that my lips swelled. My tears stopped flowing from my eyes. My body went numb, and I no longer felt the sensation of his hand moving. He forced me to lick his finger before inserting it into my vagina. He took hold of my hair and made me open my mouth. I opened my eyes and looked at his face. "Doll, don't glare at me; lick my finger." His eyes stared at my face with lust. My heart is filled with anger for him. I needed to open my mouth to lick his finger as he pulled my hair so tightly. He was moving his finger in and out of my mouth. I used all my effort to bite him, pressing his finger under my teeth. "You witch… I can't believe you bit my finger." He slapped me in the face. His strong slap on my face left my ear numb. "I thought to play with your body a little bit before fucking you, bu
Aron POV "Where are you, Sara?" I searched the entire house, but I could not locate her. I noticed the kitchenware scattered over the floor when I tried to prepare her for some herbal tea to help with her fever. I completely forgot to close the windows before rushing out the door to fetch the ingredients for the herbal tea. If I knew there would be a severe storm today, I would have taken extra precautions to lock all the windows. After making herbal tea, I walked into her room to wake her but was surprised to find her not in bed. "Where could she go now?" I looked all over the terrace, the garden, and the restroom for her, but I couldn't find her. Where can she go when she's so feeble, especially during such inclement weather? Now I'm concerned about her. Suddenly, my heart feels so heavy. I feel like something bad will happen. I heard a knocking sound on the door, so I ran towards the hall in hopes of finding Sara there, but I was surprised to see Jerry standing in front of me.
Sara POV "Aaron, I need water." My throat dried up, and my lips trembled for water. I tried to open my eyes, but thick stones covered my eyelids. My entire body hurts. All of my bones feel broken. My head is really heavy. I feel as though someone has placed my body on a frozen surface. My body feels so cold. "I need water."When I didn't hear a sound, I tried to move my hand to get the water mug from my side table. I didn't find a water mug on the side table, so I hardly opened my eyes. "Where are you, Aaron?" I tried to shout to call him here, but because of my weak body, my voice felt like a whisper to me. I had to get out of bed and head to the kitchen because I was so thirsty. I gathered all my remaining strength and went to the kitchen. I feel a strange suffocation today. Besides the pain, I have a terrible feeling that something awful is about to happen. Icy wind and dark clouds covered the environment. I filled the glass with water so I could sip. Why did Aron open all the
Aron POV What happened to her? I had never seen her so terrified before. She only got so scared when she had panic attacks, remembering her uncle Joe, so why was she afraid so suddenly today? She keeps saying that someone on this island is always watching us and following us around. Why is she feeling that way? Did she have some kind of mental illness? I don't think she has any problems. Her mind seems to be in good health. Then why is she making jokes about Uncle Joe's passing with me? I saw that man just one month ago, and he seems healthy and fine. When he saw me outside Sara's house, why did he flee? Before I could inform her about the incident, she made fun of me and said that she had killed Uncle Joe. Aron, please come inside the house. What are you doing there? Her voice interrupted my internal conversation. I took the dried, red-painted wooden piece and considered using it to further tease her. When I touched the wood, it held my fingerprints. How on earth is it possible t
Sara POV "W..who..which men are you talking about?" My tongue stammered when I questioned him. "I recognized a man from your old album. I mistakenly believed it to be your Uncle Joe because he was standing directly behind you while you were cutting the cake." He stared directly into my face. Should I tell him the truth now? I am afraid of what he will think of me after knowing the truth. "Sara, why are you quiet?" His voice burst my mental bubble. "Ye..yes." I nodded my head. "What will you do, Aron, if you discover that I killed someone?" I glared fearfully at him. "Sara, what kind of joke is this?" He burst out laughing. "How could you murder a man when you can't even kill a mosquito?" He laughed so hard that he wiped away his tears. "But I did kill Uncle Joe by accident." I tell him the truth. "I did assassinate Queen Victoria, too." He laughed at me. Now, how should I make him believe in me? He didn't take my word seriously. If I told him that I saw Uncle Joe's ghost ev
Aron POV "Aron, please check your phone network." She asked me to check my phone. "Oh yes, I completely forgot about that." I retrieved my phone from my bag and checked the phone network. "Now it functions." "Please call Jerry and ask her to send some clothes for me." She asked me to call Jerry's phone number. "However, it is now three in the morning." I looked at her with raised eyebrows. "So what? We are in such a remote area with no phone network, so it's better to tell her now before the phone network disappears." She gestured for me to press the dial button. "OK, my dear wife." I dialed Jerry's number on her behalf. "What do you want? How could you call me at such an early hour? Where is your wife?" After calling, she became irate with me for interfering with her sleep. "I apologize, Jerry. Sara asked you to send her some clothes because she was having problems with the bikinis you had selected." Her tone of anger made me laugh. "You called me at such an early hour just