Tottering in his way an old man slowly made his way towards the almost abandoned cemetery. The weather was rainy and the clouds were having an ominous aura around them as rain pelted down, washing the dirt and dust off the earth. But that didn't stop the man as he was clearly unbothered by the heavy rain and lightning happening. His wrinkled hands held a bouquet of roses and lilies in them. Halting after a good five minutes walking, the old man raised his head, his face held no emotions in them but his eyes were somehow bloodshot. His physique was weak and looked almost half dead. Dropping on his knees his weak hands elevated to place the bouquet of fresh flowers on the grave. Water pelted down rather harshly, similar to the emotional havoc that man was feeling inside."Daughter..." A faint whisper left that man's lips as he dropped his body weight and sat on the wet ground. His weak and groggy eyes never left the name engraved on it. A lone tear which resembled nothing but that ma
Ella was gobsmacked when she watched her dear grown-up son standing in front of the door with an awkward look on his face. He was successfully avoiding her eyes and it was then he got interested in admiring his house by looking at the plain white walls and giant black door happily. Ella warmly welcomed Jasmine in with a hug as she was on cloud nine. Getting Jasmine and Ethan inside, she was persistent in making them coffee by herself triumphantly. "So, why are you here again?" Ella asked once she sipped her coffee. Her brows were raised, demanding an answer."I told you, I've a business here to look at, besides you told me to spend the weekend here. So that's why" With a shrug that lad went back to savor his coffee but who was he kidding?"I told Jasmine to stay here, My boy as you never bothered to stay here after moving out" Ethan passed a grin before he went back to drink his coffee as if he heard nothing while both the women went back to chit-chatting about their week. Without
A soft gasp left Jasmine's lips when they got pressed against the rough ones of Ethan. Her lips puckered out when he aggressively yet lasciviously sucked on them. His hands didn't even dare to waste a second as they crept up before threading them into her black silky locks, yanking her head back in the process.His right hand comfortably settled on her waist before he pulled her close to him. Their upper bodies got smashed against each other leaving no space in between. Jasmine's slightly trembling hands shot up to grab his shoulders as she tried to push the lad away but to no avail. Instead her fingers clutched his bare biceps hard when he thrusted his tongue inside her mouth, devouring her like a food.A rough moan escaped his lips tasting the sweetness of the cake inside her mouth. She was trying her level best to hide her tongue so it would not make direct contact with his one but who was she kidding.His hand leisurely glided up from her waist, caressing her supple skin on the w
"You wanna see the stars?"Her heart thumped happily when she heard his happy voice. He looked beyond happy."Hha?" Was all she could utter, she was lost. Lost in his smile, in his voice, in his actions."Follow me" he grinned before taking her dainty hand in his giant one before running out of the room, at the same time making sure they're not waking his mom up.A small shrill escaped through her lips as she looked here and there in anticipation, her alluring face adorned that perfect smile that anyone would crave to see. Her feets followed him without any hesitation while her twinkling green eyes scanned their surroundings. Jasmine pants when Ethan stopped in front of a big white door, her eyes followed him as he slowly clutched the knob before pushing it wide open, letting the cold breeze brush against their body.Jasmine's eyes got shut on their own as she warmly welcomed the night. Stepping inside her hands rounded her frame as she hugged herself while looking around like a curi
Looking at the wrist watch the six feet tall man was guarding an expensive Rolls Royce car along with some others. His well built body was draped in a simple, plain black shirt matching with a black pants which was secured by a Gucci belt. Just when the hour needle hit the digit eleven in his watch he stepped aside, opening the door for his boss.The man inside the expensive vehicle shot a look outside before he pulled out a black sunglasses from his pocket and adjusted them on his face, combing his hair back a little. His eyes darted up to the rear view mirror as the side of his lips curled up to a smirk, as usual he looked ethereal.Grabbing his customized gun he tucked the weapon inside his pants before covering it with his coat. Placing his left foot on the road first he got out of his car, stretching his back a little. His jet black orbs took a look around the surroundings and a disgusted look marred his features watching how unhygienic it looked, or it looked like that to him.
Disappointment, that was what he was feeling at that moment. He's disappointed for making his parents hang their heads low, for running away from home, for joining a group of merciless traitors, for unknowingly following their wicked paths, for taking lives of innocent people.Chris Holland. That mere name was able to send shivers down his spine. He almost forgot about that young man but if it's meant, then it's meant to reach you. He took many people's lives, but half of them deserved it. Even Joseph, the old man who was forced to take his life. Ethan always knew about his connection in illegal business but it was always a small part like sending messages to different gangs or helping them by transferring the things they need but when he crossed the limit and joined them, he simply ended that unwanted life.If he can do human-trafficking,Then Ethan can do human-killing.But that man never for once behaved badly with his family, especially his daughter. And that was the only reason
Sitting on the small couch on the balcony with a cup of coffee in her hand, Jasmine was looking into oblivion. A sweet frown adorned her features as the hot coffee in her hand turned cold and untouched.Ethan didn't come back home yesterday after work, just informed his father that he has some work that should be done and won't be back. She, like his command sent a 'hi' after every one hour but all were left seen, no reply, no response.An uneasy feeling built up in her system but she shrugged it off, reminding herself that he must be busy with his work and would be back in the morning. But again he surprised her by not showing up.He was eager to be back in his home with her but his sudden disappearance and lack of attention made her feel weird. He never did that before, at least would respond to her message if he's busy but something was definitely off with him.Jasmine livened up in the morning, all ready as per his words when they reached there. Packing her bags she was waiting in
Empty,That was what he was feeling when he closed the door behind him, leaving the girl out there dumbfounded. He knew he shouldn't do that but what else should he do? He doesn't have the guts in him to confess, not just because she'll hate him but because he doesn't want to break her again. Breaking the news now will only end badly, or horrifically and none of them is prepared. Turning around he locked the door, he doesn't have the heart to tell her to sleep in another room and he doesn't want to but the guilt he's feeling, it won't allow him to do so. The fact that he was the reason why she suffered for years stabbed him right in the heart. He wanted to give her happiness, he wanted to make up for everything he did and he was indeed successful but how will he make up for this? He can do everything to earn her forgiveness but he knows that nothing would make her forgive him. He, knowingly or unknowingly killed the man who she loved and cherished the most.Losing his balance his ba
The muffled sounds of people talking filled her ears, but despite her utmost efforts, her heavy eyelids remained clamped shut, offering no respite from the utter darkness enveloping her. The tiny strip of damp material covering her eyes could not fully mask the thick, noxious stench that filled her nostrils, and her conclusion was that it was none other than her own blood. In this tense and unsettling atmosphere, the muffled voices only intensified her mounting distress and fear.The icy breeze blowing against her unprotected skin made her shiver uncontrollably. Her breath began to quicken as the ice-cold wind continued to blast against her, and her lips turned blue from the bitter cold. The cold feeling quickly spread throughout her body, making it feel like her entire body was immersed in an ocean of freezing water. The thought of getting wet with such frigid water was enough to send shivers down her body, yet there was little she could do to protect herself.The loud, incoherent ch
She felt as if she had been transported to the middle of an endless ocean, the vast expanse of blue stretching beyond her sight on every side. Yet somehow, she was not drowning in its depths, but floating weightless, like a piece of debris. The vastness of the ocean and the immense sky above overwhelmed her, and she felt as if she was totally alone, with no presence of any other beings in sight. The loneliness and isolation were so profound that she felt like a tiny, insignificant spec amidst the vast emptiness.As the loud commotion and noise pulled her out of her trance, Jasmine blinked and shifted her eyes away from the television toward the commotion. Xavier scrambled up from his seat, his tone becoming more frantic as he yelled at the driver to turn the car around while Ella clutched his shirt sleeves. The chaos was becoming increasingly intense as she watched a look of horror on Xavier's face. She felt her legs weaken as she took a tentative step forward, her eyes glued to the s
"The person you're trying to reach is unavailable, please leave a message after the tone."Jasmine let out a sigh as she looked at her phone in her hand. This was the third time she'd called Ethan, yet the calls were again diverted to voicemail. Now that four weeks had passed since he left, the calls and conversations had also become more sporadic and scarce. He had made sure to call her once, but his tired and weary voice was easily recognizable.After cutting the call, Jasmine was left with a feeling of emptiness. She looked out at the balcony, her emerald eyes darting towards the big gate that was safely secured. Every time she'd glance at it, her mind would play cruel tricks on her, giving her false illusions of him walking through that entrance. Whenever she heard a noise, her heart would start pumping frantically, hoping and believing that it was him coming to see her. But sadly, he never came.As she scanned the whole place out of habit, she realized that something else had cha
Jasmine's face twisted into a grimace as the needle pierced through her skin, leaving a small red dot on her index finger which slowly began to seep blood. She was occupied with knitting a cloth while seated on the balcony, enjoying the chilly weather and the peaceful atmosphere. Suddenly, a thought popped into her mind and she decided to act on it, choosing to knit as a way to keep herself occupied and entertained.Ella was the one who taught Jasmine how to knit, and the two has been bonding over the past week or so, growing closer and gaining mutual trust. Her interactions with Ethan's father are also becoming more cordial, with him engaging in friendly banter with her and even cracking a few jokes. The once seemingly ruthless and aloof man appears to be slowly warming up to her, which can be seen in the manner in which he interacts with her, with more smiles, nods, and greetings.The days since she arrived have been bliss like none other. The early morning alarms no longer awaken h
Ethan gradually woke, his eyes fluttering open and his body slowly stretching, accompanied by a deep and hoarse groan at the harsh sunlight penetrating his eyelashes. But the groan came to an abrupt halt halfway when he watched a small, delicate hand caress his bare torso and wrap tightly around his body. He watched as the tiny girl snuggled against his chest, placing her head upon it while still asleep, a gentle hum escaping her lips at the warm, soothing sensation. Even one of her legs was draped over his.Ethan's heart warmed to see the woman, his small woman leaning comfortably against him. It reminded him of a newborn baby resting on its father's chest. His strong hands clasped around her, embracing her even closer. Her lips emitted a small whine initially, but she soon calmed down once her cheeks rubbed up against his chest, which was now serving as a pillow. She was now relaxed and content in his embrace.The blanket that was once spread across their bodies is now only covering
A sharp gasp escaped her mouth when her bare back came in contact with the white wall, her pussy streching widely at the impact. Even a groan left Ethan's lips at the feeling as he slammed her back against the wall, while still settling inside her. Her wet, supple walls clenched around his shaft, sucking him in while her natural long nails scratched his back, doing an art work.The room was echoing thier moans and grunts, but the heavy rain outside swallowed every sound, Keeping their secrets safely shrouded from the world. It was close to 3 am in the morning and none of them had a wink of sleep. Both of them lost the count of how many times they did that. All she could know is his massive girth sliding in and out of her with an animalistic pace. Her legs had trails of their mixed fluids running down.Jasmine wrapped her long legs around his torso while her hands circled his neck, locking him for her dear life. While his one muscular hand was on the wall while the one was groping her
"Why isn't he back yet?" Came a delicate, feminine voice from the couch, where a woman was seated with her drowsy eyes fixed upon the door. Though weariness weighed heavily upon her, she refused to yield to slumber until Ethan's safe return. Her mind was full of worry and angst, her thoughts constantly plagued with the fears and concerns of his well-being.It has been more than a day since she last saw his face. He had delivered her safely to her home after they went to check his company, stating that he would return soon after checking on some matters. But as hour after hour passed, that promised return did not come. She had tried calling multiple times, but her calls kept going to voicemail, without Steven picking up either.Her heart fluttered as she heard the sound of the door opening, and she quickly rose to her feet. On impulse, she took an eager step forward, filled with the hope that it might be Ethan returning.As the door opened fully and she set eyes on the man before her,
Ethan barged into the office, his eyes blazing with fury and his jaw clenched in anger. His rigid form and sharp movements made him look as if he were a force of nature unleashed. The jet black coat that was covering his muscular frame was swung around at a sudden velocity, revealing his broad shoulders and chiseled arms. His every movement radiated aggression, as if he were unstoppable in his fury. That menacing look in his eyes just added a touch of danger to his manly features, making him truly imposing and intimidating.The sudden disturbance broke the calm and quiet of the office, drawing the attention of a man with ebony-hued orbs. As he tilted his head up to come face-to-face with the intruder, a wicked grin broke out across his face. His eyebrows raised in a mischievous manner as those eerie eyes locked onto the intruder, conveying some sort of sinister intent. While the man in the office had the air of a powerful and stoic presence, the intruder was a much more ruthless and d
Steven was lying on his bed, his head propped up on the pillow and his eyes closed like he was asleep. But in reality, the exhaustion from the day had caused him to pass out instead. His swollen eyes were glazed and hollow, completely devoid of life or energy. The bloodshot pupils seemed dim and unenthusiastic, as if the light had faded from behind them. The dark circles under his eyes only deepened the lifeless expression on his face, highlighting the deep exhaustion and fatigue. His tired eyes were blank and distant.Suddenly, his brows knit together as the sound of a loud and rapid banging on his door reverberated around him. It was loud and incessant, as if the person on the other side was impatient and eager to get inside. If he didn't open the door quickly, it was clear that they would have no qualms about kicking it open. The sudden noise interrupted his thoughts and filled him with unease.A deep groan escaped his lips as he ignored the insistent banging at his door. He tried