With her sunglasses on, she sat on the swing as her green floral dress flowed down the green grass. There was a serene and beautiful atmosphere in the garden, and only the chirps of birds were heard. The smell of fresh colorful flowers permeated the air as the trees produced refreshing breeze which swept all over the atmosphere. She felt a familiar hand on her shoulder and she turned and smiled wryly as she saw Ryan standing behind her. He was wearing a blue short sleeve vintage shirt over a black pair of jeans trousers. He stood for a moment, running his eyes over her body. “You look great in this dress,” he complimented. “Thanks, Ryan. What are you doing here? We're not supposed to be seen together,” she said. “Oh, stop giving me that crap,” he said and sat on the wooden chair a few meters away from the swing. “You don't wanna put me in a more complex situation, do you?” She asked, trying to avoid his captivating blue eyes which were pinned on her face. “You don't wanna
Ryan paced around the garage, wondering why Samantha hadn't shown up. The garage was their meeting point, and ever since they spent more time together, he was finding it easy to break free from his addiction. He looked at his time and it was past 2pm. “What's keeping her?” He asked anxiously, running his hand into his hair. After a couple of hours, he left the garage in frustration. Stepping into the building, he was intercepted by Anna the maid. “Sir, I was asked to give you this,” she whispered and pressed a piece of paper into his palm. He looked around carefully and proceeded to his room. Unfolding the piece of paper, he perused curiously, knowing the note was from Samantha. 'Sorry, I couldn't meet up. I'm under surveillance. We'll lay low for now. No one should know about our meeting' the note read. He heaved out a heavy breath and licked his lips. She had proven so smart and intelligent to his amazement. “Who is she?” He whispered to himself. ** Ryker's eyes fixed o
It was a beautiful evening and Samantha looked at the mirror, admiring her exquisitely made dress which suited her hourglass shape perfectly. The light brown satin dress which stopped a little below her ankles was made in a ruched style, with spaghetti straps and low back cut. Her lips, shining with light nude lipgloss, broke into a smile as she watched Anna walking to the mirror shelf with silver pointed ankle straps heels. After slipping her feet into her heels, she stood up and looked into the mirror with satisfaction. “I'm good for the party,” she said with self appraisal as she adjusted her hair which was styled in a bob. “Oh, yes, you're looking elegant, glamorous, breathtaking!!” Hailey screamed with excitement. Samantha laughed and picked her silver clutch on the shelf. “Can't wait to see the look on sir Ryker's face when he sees the most prettiest woman on earth today,” Hailey continued. “Or, should I say, sir Ryan?” Anna whispered to Samantha's ears. “Stop it,”
Ryan felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned to see the brown skin man in black suit standing behind him. “Danny!!” He called with excitement and they both embraced. “It's been a while, man!” Danny said aloud, adjusting his short gold tinted locks. “Yeah, I just got back in town. I'm sorry for not reaching out, I've got a lot on my hands lately,” Ryan said with a smile. “It's fine, Olgy and Henry are here too. They're upstairs, come on, let's go catch some fun. We really missed you, Ryan,” Danny urged with his hand on Ryan's shoulder. “I've missed you guys too, come on,” he said with excitement. He was about to walk away with Danny when a pretty girl in pink dress tapped him on his shoulder. He turned and the girl whispered a word in his ears and quickly pressed a small note into his palm. He stood still and watched the girl walk away. “Come on, man,” Danny urged from where he stood. “Um, I've got a call, I'll be with you shortly,” Ryan said and excused himself immediatel
"Ryker!!” Mrs Clyde alongside Ryan screamed in unison as they both rushed to the table. It became chaotic as Ryker bounced back from the floor. He flung his suit jacket away and unbuttoned his long sleeve shirt. “Ryker, what are you doing?!” Ryan cried, trying to get close to him. “Stay back or get ready to die!!” Ryker laughed like a maniac as he pointed a small cutlery knife at Ryan. “My son!! My son!!” Mrs Clyde panicked, trying to approach him. “Everybody, stay back!!” One of the men motioned with his hands for everyone to stay back. Sophia and Claris rushed towards their mother and pulled her back. Ryker began to dance and undress himself while pointing the knife at everyone's faces. “What's going on? What's happening to my husband?!” Samantha cried, breaking past the crowd that had gathered around Ryker. “He's gone crazy, I can't let him do this!” Ryan exclaimed as Ryker tried to take off his suit pants. He surged towards him and swung him to the floor. They both fell
"Your wound needs attention,” she said as they both walked into the living room. No one was home yet, and the whole place was quiet. “I'll be fine,” he grunted and tried to walk away.“I'll help you,” she muttered and he looked up at her face without saying a word.They both stepped into his bedroom and he sat on the couch as she grabbed some first aid kits from the drawer.She sat on the couch handle and tended to his bruised lips, using a cotton wool ball and surgical spirit. He let out a whimper as she tended to his bruises tenderly. “I'm sorry,” she whispered with one hand holding up his forehead. “Hmm,” he mumbled.“You were amazing out there today,” she said softly.He kept silent and she looked into his eyes and let out a chuckle.“You know, your family may not see the good in you, but I do. You're an amazing person, Ryan. No matter how bad your family treated you, you still stand up for them, you stood up for Ryker and you covered his shame. You're so selfless,” she comme
Stepping into the passage, she bumped into Ryan who was approaching the stairs. “Sam,” he called anxiously and tried to grab hold of her hands.She tried to run away but he pulled her back forcefully.“Don't do this, I'm sorry for last night,” he whispered into her face.“Hmph!” She fumed in exasperation and pulled away from him. She heard footsteps from the stairs and she ran away immediately. Ryan stood, looking baffled with his hand running through his hair. He saw Ryker appearing on the passage and he gasped with relief.“You're back, brother,” he said with excitement and walked over to him.Ryker kept a straight face and walked past him.“How are you feeling right now? I wanted to come over to the hospital to see you,” he said, walking after him.Ryker didn't respond, and he continued to walk away.“Danny and the boys were behind it. I confronted them last night, and we had a good fight,” he said and Ryker stopped. “Do not meddle in my affairs next time,” he warned, turning to
Overwhelmed by the news, he stood up spontaneously and looked at his mother. “You don't mean this, mom,” he panicked. “We shall see,” Mrs Clyde said with a smile. He rushed out of the dining room immediately and proceeded to the stairs. Walking into the bedroom, he could see Ryan and Sophia beside the bed, attending to Samantha whose body was lying under the duvet. He stopped frantically and didn't know what to do at the moment. He looked at Ryan with strong contempt and voiced out, “ Your time here is over, get out.” “I was only helping,” Ryan fired back. “And your help isn't needed anymore,” Ryker said angrily. Sophia whispered a word to Ryan and she took his hand and led him out of the room. Mrs Clyde walked in as soon as they left and she smiled and sat on the bed beside Samantha. “How are you feeling now? Still weak?” She asked, touching her forehead. “Yes, mother,” Samantha spoke softly. “We should send for the doctor,” Ryker said at once. “He'll be here tomorrow. It'
“Sas, you're intelligent. You seem to know more about OTECH,” he remarked and she laughed. “Who wouldn't be interested in knowing about OTECH?” She asked with a smile. He smiled and nodded.“So, we move on to the party plan,” she said, wrapping his hair smoothly in a bun. “Yeah, I'll send a letter of invitation to OTECH, we'll need some of their representatives to be here for the party,” he said.“Ken is here,” she reminded him.“I know, but others would be present too. Where and when the party will take place will be scheduled after a meeting at the office tomorrow,” he said.“Don't cross over to my territory, Sir,” she warned.“Everything is in your hands. I'll rather not intervene with the party plan,” he surrendered. “Better,” she stroked his chin and they both laughed.There was a moment of silence as their eyes met while staring at their reflection in the mirror. They stared at each other for a while and then she looked away slowly. “Sas,” he called, standing up from his ch
“Mother!” His exciting voice rang as he walked into the living room.Mrs Clyde, seated gracefully on the couch, lifted up her head at the sound of his voice. “Mother, you won't believe this!” He was thrilled as he knelt before her. “What is it?” She asked nonchalantly. “OTECH finally gave the greenlight,” he whispered while holding her palm together. “You don't mean this, Ryker,” she uttered in disbelief.“I mean every fucking bit of it!!” He hollered.“Yes! Yes!!” She shouted gleefully.“Mother, I did it! I made father proud at last!” He cried with emotions as he stood up on his feet. “Son, I'm so proud of you,” She sobbed, standing up from the couch.She locked him in a warm embrace and he laughed as they both pulled away. Samantha was seen walking down the stairs, dressed in an ash coloured dress. “You're back,” she said to Ryker who was trying to contain his excitement. “Yes, my love,” he laughed and hastened towards her.He pecked her cheek and wrapped his hands around he
With his jacket hung on his left shoulder, he walked into the room casually. His eyes fell on the bed and he smiled wryly, seeing Samantha's body under the duvet. “I'm home,” he announced calmly as he stood before the bed. She turned and stretched tiredly with her eyes all over him in surprise. “Honey,” she called, trying to sit up right. He sat on the bed beside her and placed his hand on her quite protruding tummy. “How's my baby doing?” He asked, caressing her tummy. “We're fine, you slept out,” she said angrily. “I told you I wasn't gonna come home. I had a long busy day and I couldn't make it home on time,” he explained, still playing with her tummy. “Your mom was worried,” she informed him. “I'll check up on her,” he said and stood up from the bed. She watched him drop his briefcase and jacket before walking out of the room. Stepping into the chamber, he could see her seated with her legs crossed stylishly, sipping coffee. “You finally returned,” Mrs Clyde mutte
The vibrating sound of the bed was heard accompanied by loud moans from Sasha. With their bodies shielded under the duvet, they went on a good two hours non stop ride and their heavy breath was heard as they finally pulled away from each other. Still soaked in pleasure, he wrapped his arms around her body and held her to himself tightly. With his eyes shut, he smiled with satisfaction as she tried to catch her breath under his huge arms. She smiled and looked up at his face. His eyes were still shut in pleasure and she knew he must have been starved of good sex. “You're good, Sasha, I can't get enough of you,” he muttered under his breath.She laughed and tickled his nipples softly. “We shouldn't have done this,” she said with a smile, her hands tickling his chest.“Don't ever say that again,” he hushed with his finger on her lips.“You're my friend's husband and I don't wanna hurt her,” she explained with sadness all over her eyes.“She isn't gonna find out about us, unless you
“Sir, the meeting is set to commence at 12:pm. All necessary arrangements have been put in place,” Sasha reported to her boss who was seated on his swivel chair, with his legs crossed stylishly. Ryker sighed as his finger dropped from his forehead. He had been lost in thought and didn't even notice her presence. His eyes ran up to her face and he saw how beautiful she was looking as always. She was looking so stunning that morning in a pink corporate knee length dress. As their eyes locked, she looked away quickly, and he knew she was still mad at his behavior yesterday. He wasn't going to apologize, she meant nothing to him, he said to himself as he stood up from his seat. “Get my briefcase, and clear my desk. I'll be in the car waiting,” he said. She nodded and he watched her walk over to his desk. He took a slow glance at her before walking out of the office. Sitting in the black Rolls-Royce, he watched her step in, wearing a long face. He gazed at the side of her face as the
The door flung open and he marched into the room aggressively. Samantha sat up on the bed and her eyes widened in curiosity, seeing his torn shirt and the devilish look on his face. She couldn't speak as he stopped abruptly beside the bed. He gave her a cold dark stare before marching into the bathroom. “What's wrong with him?” She muttered, getting up from the bed. She walked closer to the bathroom where she could hear the sounds of running water. There was no single sound from Ryker and she wondered what he was up to. She stood for a couple of minutes and it seemed he wasn't coming out. She sighed and walked back to the bed. ** “Sir, your coffee,” Sasha said, dropping the cup of coffee before Ryker's table. He couldn't take his eyes off her as she stood before his table, dressed smartly in a white plunge neckline body con dress that stopped right on her knees. “Anything else you'll need, sir?” She asked, adjusting her glasses. He swallowed hard and looked away from her.
“It's lunch time, and I'm heading over to the cafeteria,” Sasha's tiny voice was heard as she walked over to Ryker's table. He gulped and looked away from her. His hardened face softened for a moment and he adjusted the tie around his neck. “It's.. it's fine,” he mumbled. “You don't wanna have lunch yet? Or, should I arrange for two?” She asked, adjusting her pair of clear glasses. He became stunned for a moment and he gave her a slow burning stare. She was quite irresistible and he didn't know when he responded, “ Yeah..you..you can.” “See you downstairs,” she said with a smile and walked away. He shrugged, trying to keep a calm composure. He recalled the heated moment they had before his mother interrupted. Her lips were so gracious, succulent and dripping with honey. Her solid cleavages appeared in his head and he wished to be buried in between them once more. “What are you thinking?” He questioned himself as he shut his laptop and stood up from his seat. ** “Oh, thou
His hardened face was glued to the screen as he punched words into his laptop. He had left home in a bad mood, all thanks to Samantha for bringing up Vanessa's photograph. He heard the sounds of familiar heels and he looked up to see Sasha walking into the office with a cup of coffee. He became lost and his fingers stayed motionless on the laptop.His eyes didn't leave her cleavages which were revealed by the plunging neckline of the black jumpsuit she wore. Their eyes met and she flashed a breathtaking smile on her red glossy lips.Just a few steps to the table, she missed her steps and staggered forward. “Ouch!” She cried as the coffee spilled over her body.He jumped out of his seat and bolted in her direction. “Are you okay?” He asked, his hand on her waist.“Yeah..I'm.. I'm fine. Sorry I made a mess,” she chuckled, looking at her stained dress and the floor.“No, that was a mistake. Hope you didn't hurt yourself,” he said with concern as he took away the cup of coffee and plac
In the spacious glass wall office, the automatic door slid open and her red platform heels tread the floor gracefully. Sitting on the executive swivel chair was Ryker, whose gaze was focused on his computer screen. At the sound of her heels, he raised up his eyes and his heart flinched, as the smell of jasmine cologne filled his nostrils. His jaws stiffend and the veins on his neck became visible as his grey eyes pounced on the sexy figure walking elegantly towards his table. Dressed charmingly in a maroon color fitted dress that stopped right on her knees, he couldn't take his eyes off her well built curves which were hugged by the patent leather dress she wore. His eyes ran up to her cleavages, exposed by the deep Vneck line. He felt everything in him go hard as his eyes feast on them. He didn't realize she was standing at his table until her voice interrupted him. “Good morning, Mr Ryker,” her small melodious voice sent shrills all over his body. He quickly regained his sen