Diana hated hangovers.There was a really nice smell of food coming from somewhere in the house. It had penetrated her dreams and forced her out of the sleep world.She could faintly hear low pop music playing in the room and she could also hear Maria humming to the song. She slowly peered her eyes open and she squeezed it shut immediately. It was too bright. The sun shimmered into the room through the window that was to the side of the bed.She slowly sat up as her head ached painfully. She held her head and tried to massage it as she groaned in pain. The light was affecting her eyes and she squinted to see.She gently got off the bed and headed to where the music was coming from. Her vision was still blurry from sleeping and squinting so she walked tentatively.Maria initially thought her friend was sleep walking when she spotted her. It was when she tried to speak that she saw that Diana was awake. So she went back to her cooking.Diana rubbed the drowsiness off hey eyes as Maria
Diana felt her nervousness increase as she was leaving her friend's house.She had first taken a taxi to the Haven to retrieve her car, then drove home. She was apprehensive about seeing her husband but she knew that she had to go home. She could not hide forever.Her nose was invaded by the smell of alcohol and she deducted that Matteo was home. She felt wary of her husband to enter yet she could not keep standing in the doorway forever.She took a deep breath and entered the living room. The first thing she spotted were shards of a broken bottle at the far end of wall of living room.She knew it was as a result of yesterday's spite with her husband. She wondered where he was. She immediately went into the kitchen to get a broom and trash can. There was no harm in cleaning it away instead of waiting first for Matteo to come do it.She grabbed a wash cloth and filled a bowl water. The water was mixed with detergent and a small amount of perfume. She carefully picked the broken piece
Once every month, Priscilla Randall threw a night party and invited all of her wealthy friends, her clients and her legal advisers. Even the common man was invited. Today was that day in the month that she threw the special party.Priscilla chuckled at the lustful Matteo she was sitting on. His eyes had with red with lust and all the torture she was doing him. He felt desire pulsing through his veins and he was not getting enough satisfaction from her. This was because she was purposefully depriving him of it.She would not let Matteo cum; she fucked him hard and whenever he was about to cum, she would stop moving immediately, so as to tease him relentlessly.She did it so many times Matteo had already lost his mind. He wanted release and she was depriving him of it yet giving it to him at the same time. It was as if Priscilla had mastered some sort of sexual balance.The party she organized was about to begin. She climbed off him sweating from all the sex-acise. She sat on her chair
It became clear to Diana that she was alone.It was an horrible epiphany to have but it was a fact nonetheless. She had no one to fight her battles for her; so she knew it was inevitable. She was going to have to fight for herself. She needed to face her fears and come out triumphant over all her problems.Diana knew she had to shed away all the influences and control her soon to be ex husband had over her through the years. She had to find her bearing before she got swept away by the whirlwind that was Matteo. She had to find her stepping stone and work with it until she finally succeeded to finding and creating her own place in the world.She knew that it was not going to be easy but there was no other option. Actually, there were two options. One was to let Matteo keep treating her like absolute shit or she could break away from the toxicity. Basically, it was a survive or die situation. And she chose to survive at all men's possible.She took off her clothes as she thought about h
Matteo's smile disappeared.For a moment, he had felt like he was going to win this game for the first time against Priscilla. He had thought that he had her cornered. He had felt like he was the champion.Turns out he had been nothing but a fool. Who was he to think tht he could win against Priscilla? She was a different breed of women. She was way too smart for her own good and she knew how to use what she had to get whatever she wanted."My marriage is none of your business, Priscilla. State. Your. Price!" Matteo firmly said. He was beginning to get annoyed at her constant prodding into his personal life. He felt rae slowly building within him."Your marriage is my business because you made it so. And that is my price," Priscilla responded calmly. Her sly smile returned as she was back at the top of her game."What do you stand to gain from my divorce?" Matteo asked suspiciously. He was looking her with caution. She had to have something to gain. This explained the only reason why
By the time Matteo left Priscilla's place with Ashley and Katie, it was already late in the night.The drive home and been wild. He kept running into potholes and angry drivers. He almost got stopped by road safety thrice an he was only released immediately due to the bribe he offered them. Most of them became jealous and wished they could be in his place the moment they saw the activities that were taking place in the car.Matteo had much difficulty focusing on the road. It seemed that the aphrodisiac he had been drugged with was still in effect. The moment he ft himself going hard, the girls made sure he was sexually occupied through out the drive to his house.Ashley sat in the front passenger side with her head going up and down Matteo's cock. Her mouth was warm and her tongue professionally wrapped itself on his cock as she let it go deep into her throat. Matteo could not stop the moans that escaped his lips the entire time.He had had wild experiences in the past but never one a
Matteo woke up tired and slightly unable to move.He was sandwiched between Ashley and Katie who snuggled tightly against him, deeply asleep. He gently eased himself out of their slumbering embrace and got to his feet. He looked down at their sleeping forms for a while before going into the shower.He bathed in cold water, there were things he needed to confirm from his actions yesterday night. He wanted to know if he had been victorious this time or if he had lost again. He sighed in satisfaction as the cold water hit his body.He thought about Priscilla nd her crazy games from last night. The way she your with him and made him hungry for her. The way she him with her demands and gave him two crazy ladies to take back home. He hoped he never had to deal with Priscilla and her shenanigans again.He thought about how his wife had reacted. He remembered the shock on her face. He remembered the tears in her eyes. He remembered the pain of betrayal that had been evident in her eyes.He c
"You look elegant," Maria said to Diana as she beamed proudly at her friend's outfit.It was a nice dress that fitted Diana's body perfectly. It hugged Diana and showed off he curves. It made Diana looked fierce and independent. One look at her and they would think that she was the First Lady.They had spent all last night playing dress up just to find the perfect outfit to help garner a good impression on her interview. Maria spent an hour lecturing Diana about why her outfit needed to be the best. People needed to see her and take her seriously.Maria smiled at Diana from through the mirror the were standing before. One would think that she was the one getting interviewed due to the amount of joy on her face."You're going to kill it, baby girl!" Maria hyped her friend.Diana blushed and nodded her head in agreement. "If you think so, then I truly will," she answered.The sun rays that had found their way into the room rested on Diana and made her glow. Diana thought I herself that
147. IS THIS THE END?Suicide and Chrome were both exhausted from their ongoing combat with this huge guy. They had wanted to go after Matteo as he was carrying his wife's unconscious form away.It was the sound of the gunshot that made them realize just how deeply they were fucked. They saw Nicholas, his face already white from blood loss holding his severely bleeding crotch, twitching and jerking involuntarily in pain.Suicide and Chrome realized to their horror that Nicholas was never going to have sex again. They both turned and ran after Matteo only to be blocked by a giant they had not even heard coming.Suicide brought out a wicked-looking jack knife, military-grade, while Chrome had on a pure gold knuckle duster on his right fist and a shining silver one on his left fist.Black Hound knew that both men were a package deal. He had done a quick reading of their bio-data to have a feel for how they both operated.Suicide would attack first with a knife from a flank and Chrome wou
THE RESCUEMasters Randall was neither a superstitious man by nature nor a religious one per se. But today of all days did not feel right. He could not tell what was making him uneasy but he was sure something was amiss.He had not spoken to his daughter in days now and he was worried about what shit show she may have started behind his back. He had failed that daughter of his and there was nothing he could do to change that.This morning when he had called Martha on his phone, there was no answer. That gave him his first reason to be concerned. Martha always answered his call no matter where she was or what she was doing.The second person she answered like that was her grandson. So what was the reason why La Matrona of the Consortium refused to pick up the phone?Had Priscilla run her mouth again? There were so many questions going through his old mind he did not know which one to answer.Masters had spent the night in his study with a cup of scotch and a Cuban cigar, his head tingl
145. END GAME"I hope that I can trust you, Mr. Armani," James Molten said as he was about to get down from the vehicle.Matteo assured him confidently. "Your shares are safe in my hands James and I plan to stay here for a while. I am not going anywhere."James Molten nodded and opened the door to get out without saying another word.Matteo was left alone with his driver as the car sped on."There is something you need to know," Black Hound said as he looked straight ahead. There was a graveness in the way he spoke.Matteo listened with rapt attention."I got some recordings that you will want to hear," Black Hound said. "I want you to listen to it in this vehicle because as of now, it is the only secure place," He finished.Matteo was becoming uneasy. "That bad?" He asked, looking at the rearview mirror to see the eyes of his bodyguard."I think bad is an understatement, it is going to be a shocking revelation," Black Hound said in a solemn tone."Alright, let's hear it," Matteo said
144. THE LAST MOVE~SOME HOURS EARLIERNicholas, tired of standing went back inside after watching the box burn. He still had felt no closure. He wanted nothing but revenge. The phone in his pocket buzzed and he fished it out of his pocket.It was an email from the company. He pushed the notification and read the contents of the message.The iPhone struck the wall with tremendous force and shattered into small pieces, the parts clattering everywhere.Nicholas was fuming and growling, his hands tightened into fists. How dare they fire him? Who the fuck did they think he was? He was not going down without a fight.The pain he was going through fueled his rage. He would make them pay one way or another. He stomped down the stairs blind with fury. He pictured his hands wrapped tightly around Matteo's neck.Then the neck slowly transformed in his head, morphine into a small slender supple neck that belonged to Diana. A sick smile played on his lips.He went into the kitchen and opened the
143. GRANNY TIMESDiana was glad to get out of her lodge. She was happy it was a work day. She was excited to get back to work despite everything that had happened around her.She had also become fast friends with the clerk that was rude to her on the first day she had tried to get a room. There was no point in dragging things out with another woman who was just trying to survive.Her husband had surprised her last night. It threw her off for a minute when she realized just how thoughtful he had become.She was just preparing herself for the next day which was today. The time was seven thirty in the evening when a knock interrupted her preparation. She left what she was doing and walked to the door.As she opened it, she was met with the sight of a familiar face.Nana gazed down warmly at her. She had behind her luggage that was pink in color."Nana? Come in," Diana said waving her hand towards the inviting living room.Nana shuffled into the living room, dragging her luggage with he
142. SHOW DOWNThe silence was deafening, except for the rustling of leaves that got blown around by the wind. It was obvious that all five wealthy people who were sitting together around the dinner table that late Monday morning were enemies.Each figure had his or her agenda at the pit of their dark twisted minds.Priscilla wanted Matteo and everything that came with him.Ashley wanted her father's company and Katie— well, it was not clear what she wanted.Matteo knew that there was no logical way out of this. However, he did have an advantage and he could not wait to use it. He suspected that Priscilla may have figured out his secret plan, but he wasn't too concerned.There was no stopping what was about to happen. Once and for all, he was going to stop all her incessant dealings and manipulation.He could tell that she was worried and she was right to be. This game had gone on long enough. He could also tell that James Molten wanted out.Matteo vividly saw the look of desperation
141. DARK NICKYThe past two days had been rather strange and unpredictable for Nicholas Wilson. First, he woke up with pain on a soft sofa which had dried drool all over his face. Everything hit him all at once. The pain, the hangover, and the nausea.He had no idea where he was or how he had gotten there. It was until a woman with a stark resemblance to Diana approached him with concern, breaking the disorienting haze of his mind. Her gentle yet determined voice pulled him back to reality and into her warm embrace.Then everything had come back to him and he was filled with embarrassment. He quickly shook off the lingering humiliation and focused on the present moment.He was supposed to meet with her for his mental health. His head was pounding. He turned toward her still disoriented only for a glass of water and some oblong white pills were shoved in his hands."It will help with the hangover," Lexi's voice echoed and rang into his ears as he stared at the assortment of pills un
140. THE KING OT CHESSMatteo understood the concern coming from his bodyguard but this was something he had to do alone. He needed the closure."Sir you realize that you are going behind enemy lines," Black Hound voiced out with slight annoyance."I understand but this is something that I have to do alone, it is a personal matter," Matteo casually replied to his bodyguard.Black Hound said nothing else. There was no changing his boss's mind."Besides, I do not want them to know about our business just yet," Matteo further added."That is if Priscilla is going to be present," Black Hound said."She is the mastermind behind this, of course, she will be there," Matteo said with certainty."Is that not more of a reason for me to come along? The stakes are higher than before sir," Black Hound insisted."The more reason for you to stay back. After all, you are my Trump card," Matteo replied as he adjusted his tie."How do I look?" Matteo turned and asked his bodyguard."You look like you a
139. CHAT WITH THE SHRINKNicholas said nothing as he stared ahead with a straight expression on his face. The car was filled with an uneasy silence, creating an oppressive atmosphere. This was mostly because Nicholas was at the center of the matter.He had been bailed by Dr. Amorr and was sitting in her car. He had pretended to be so ashamed of himself when she had come for him but dropped the charade in the car."You can drop me off at home, thank you," Nicholas arrogantly said as he relaxed to rest his eyes.It had been a long day. He opened his eyes and stretched his tired muscles, feeling the tension slowly dissipate. He looked outside the window ignoring the driver who had earlier helped him."Welcome," Dr. Amorr abruptly interrupted his short sightseeing.Nicholas made to get down and hissed in pain. He had felt so relaxed that he had forgotten about his sprained ribs. He slowly got down from the car, wincing from the pain it caused him with every step that he took forward.B