WILLIAM KOVACMy heart banged against my chest with painful thuds as I made my way into the elevator. The building was supposed to be locked but Jarvis on the fourth floor still had his lights on. Keeping late nights was one of the curse of being a Private Investigator.I was just demolishing my second sandwich when I got the phone call that made me return to the office like my ass was on fire.Bloody hell! I panted trying to breath with burning lungs. The elevator felt like a matchbox and I, the stick that had been accidentally set on fire burning slowly in my prison. It felt like eternity but the elevator got to the floor. I stumbled out darting straight for the passageway leading to my office. My whole body froze immediately I made the turn.Miss Sincara stood there with a lost benign look on her face. The dress she wore was free in that it didn't cling to her body but instead it hinted at the breathtaking figure underneath.I took a moment to stay immobile in my frozen state givi
YARA“Can we go through the whole thing one more time.” Billy said pulling closer to me.Talking to her about what happened was suppose to help make me feel better but somehow I felt worse. Maybe it was because she wouldn’t stop focusing on the gruesome details.“One more time.” She moaned. “Please.”“Fine.” I buried my face into the pillow.Just fucking kill me.“So you were there, seductive, pulled out the big guns and he said “One more thing.” Is that it?”I nodded keeping my face hidden in the pillow.“You did the “Oh, yeah? What’s that?” and ?”“And you know what he says next.” I burst out from the safety of the pillow aggitated.She wanted me to repeat the damn thing. I’d gone through it more time than I would like it admit.“Just say it again. This time do it the way he said it.” “Billy!”“Please.”I sighed in exasperation. Fuck!“He said, “Don’t forget to floss.” That’s it.”Billy threw her hands in the air and crashed on the bed. She had been pacing the room for almost an ho
WILLIAM KOVACBarry stared at me in disbelief. It was a good thing he didn’t have a weapon or I’d be dead. He had left the army five years ago but still kept the tough GI Joe look. I stayed up all night thinking about the whole thing over and over, recreating all the possibility outcomes that could have been if I hadn’t said those words. Don’t forget to floss… “That’s insane.” Barry sighed enough for the both of us.I knew I’d fucked up when I saw the spark in Yara’s face dissolve into shadows.“There has to be something I can do.” I said fiddling with the spoon.Bree’s tea had been able to relax me more times than I could count but this time was different.“You could leave town. Move to somewhere different and start over.” Bree said as she hovered over us, stopping long enough to give her husband a kiss.Bree and Barry had met in the academy and they had fallen in love completely. Theirs was a lethal sweet combination.“Any suggestion that doesn’t involve me leaving a town I’m begi
WILLIAMI froze inches away from her lips as the sound of the bell chimed once again. Her ragged breath brushed my face. A careless shove forward—one push was all our lips needed.“You should probably get that.” She said moving away.I’d kill whoever is at the other side of the door. Strangulation, waterboarding, picking off toes one by one, or something less messy. My heart raced with murderous intent.“I should,” I said with a curt smile.It took every ounce of willpower I had in me to turn around and walk to the door. I opened the door ready to release hell to the sucker on the other side. Naomi jumped on my body, her big breasts cutting my airway.“Oh.” Yara gasped. Her eyes were wild. “I see you have company. I’ll—so bye.”She left us there staring in shock. I knew Naomi had terrible timing but what happened just now took it to another level. It was almost as if she had been sent by a cosmic force to ruin our first kiss and in a much grander scheme, the relationship that was abou
YARA"What the fuck!" Billy gasped. She laughed as she said, "That's wild. Whoa!""It's crazy." Her eyes twinkled."I know," I said with a knowing smile.It had been crazy alright. The elevator had stunk of sex and sin. We walked out sweating from every pore in our body, our breaths fast and erratic.I expected a small crowd to pool outside the ground floor with their cameras on standby when we walked out but it turned out to be deserted."You loved that dress," Billy said with mock sadness."Fuck you. I still love it." I groaned. "I have no fucking idea what madness made me motivative him into ripping it apart.""It's called sexual urge." She stuck her tongue out.That night I stayed up unable to find sleep. I rolled on the bed restless while I thought about Will. I wondered what he must be doing at 1:26 a.m.—sleeping obviously.I thought about the woman who interrupted our kiss. Will explained she was Naomi, his best friend. She had intimidated me when I saw her hug Will with her ho
WILL KOVACI struggled to find reasons why Naomi should live. She had ruined a moment that should have been my first kiss with Yara. She almost succeeded in decimating our relationship but all that was nothing compared to the last atrocity. Yara would have stayed over after what happened in the elevator if Naomi wasn't here involuntarily cockblocking me.I seethed with murderous intent as I rolled restlessly in bed.Naomi had talked me into calling Yara to ask her out on the date. That was the sole reason she had for staying in the world of the living. She asked if she could stay over for a few days. The married man she was fucking ended things with her scared his wife was going to take his kids and leave him."It almost feels like you've got a thing for that asshole," I commented.She threw her hands in the air. "You know me. I wouldn't be sleeping around with him if I didn't. I'm a hopeless romantic.""He's married, Omi." I bawled unsure if she knew what those words meant. "I think
YARAHis strength was absolute. I felt his tense muscles bulge from beneath his shirt. His raw energy reached my flesh as he pulled me closer.Will pushed the door shut behind him and took me upstairs to my room almost as if he had been to the house before. The air above us was charged with sexual energy just as the ground beneath us.He kicked the door open and gently lowered me onto the bed. I clung onto him almost as if the mere act of letting go would make him dissolve into dust.His mouth crushed against mine and the darkness in the room echoed sinister ideas into my ears. Our kiss shifted from slow and passionate to hungry and savage.My hands moved along his body feeling his tight fit athletic form. If I didn't know he was a dentist I'd argue he must be a sportsman. Or a Greek god reincarnated as a man.In one swift move, he pulled the shirt over my head and tossed it aside into the darkness. I lay naked waiting for him to take me. It was a good thing he couldn't see the expres
WILLIAM KOVAKI drove to the office thinking about Yara. We had spent the night together and a considerable amount of time yet I felt like it wasn't enough. I wanted to be with her every minute of every day even now as I was driving to the office.When I entered, June was at her desk reading a magazine. She glanced at me over the glossy print and I gave her a rich charming smile. She didn't deserve it but I was feeling good today."Hey, Junnie," I said, pausing at her desk. "How are you doing?"She eyed me suspiciously and slowly answered. "Good. Sir."I stood there awkwardly expecting her to say something but we endured the silence. "Well. Have a wonderful day."I marched away feeling fairly confident. I was crazy confident. In my mind, there was nothing I couldn't do. Being with Yara gave me an indestructible feeling. It's probably how Superman feels around Lois.The day seemed to be going pretty fast and after an appointment with an old lady, June slipped into my office."Hey, June
BrettMisha was as innocent as a dove when I met her. I shamelessly took that away from her and I’ll never be able to forgive myself for that. The only bright side of it was that she would never have been mine if I didn’t make a move. I might have taken her innocence, but I will never take her dignity and public image. I knew the stigma she would face for this, especially if no one owned up to being responsible for the baby. I was going to suffer for our actions as much as she would. It would never equalize since she was the one carrying the baby, but I’m going to do as much as I could to support her through it all. I couldn’t let her bear it alone.If it was some other person, I would have immediately suggested abortion without second thoughts. But this was Misha and I loved her. She was the first girl I brought to my bedroom. I didn’t think. I just found myself taking her there. I took all my one-night stands to my guestroom, but for some reason, I had wanted her on my bed. I wante
BrettThe moment Misha had run into my class that Monday morning all sweaty, with her breast plastered to her shirt, I wanted her. I had wanted her so bad I knew I wasn’t going to stop until I got her. I might be somewhat rebellious, but never irresponsible. Then Misha had come along and dealt thoroughly with my self-control and dignity as a teacher. I had lost my sanity.The past few days had been very unbearable for me. I craved for Misha every damn day, but I needed to keep to my word. I was ruining her. I made sure to lock my office door because I knew that once she was able to walk through that door, I wouldn’t be able to resist her. She had come earlier this morning to see me. She was more desperate this time than she has ever been, but I ignored her. It hurts so badly, but I was doing this for her. She needed to move on and forget about me.It was school over and she was banging on my door again.“Brett, please open up,” she begged. “We need to talk.” I sat down, listening to
I didn’t go to school the following day because my condition became worse. It didn’t get better the day after either, so I still stayed back home again. I didn’t like this at all. It’s been a while since I felt this sick. I had lost so much appetite and I was suddenly disgusted with most foods, even ones I used to really enjoy. I threw up not less than twice each of these days. I hated every bit of this and I just wanted to get well.I didn’t want Evelyn or Jason to come into my room in case whatever I had was contagious. Evelyn being Evelyn was stubborn. She always came in and even hugged me, telling me that everything would be fine. She seemed to be convinced that whatever I had wasn’t contagious. Mom stayed back from work these past two days to look after me. I hated drugs, but I was desperate to get well. So, I was ready to take whatever amount was given to me, only that my mom wasn’t giving me any at all. Each time she came into my room, she looked at me with so much anxiety. Wh
For the past four days, I’ve been barely existing. The days went by with me hardly feeling my presence. I felt too numb to feel anything, not even pain. Everything was back to normal with Mr. Brett. He was just my teacher, and I, another one of his students. He has become so formal, you won’t believe there was ever something between us. I had finally come to terms with it after trying severally to reach out to him. After that day he cut things between us, he began locking his office, so I just couldn’t access him except during classes. I couldn’t try anything stupid during classes, he had completely left me in a hopeless situation.I’ve been working to get my life straight. It’s been difficult considering how much I’ve derailed, but the urgency of the situation required that of me. I have just a month until graduation and if I wanted to graduate, I had to make up for my accumulated poor grades. I didn’t give myself time to think, I studied most of the time and had minimal leisure so
Nothing was going right today! It all started out with me waking up late this morning. Well, that wasn’t really my problem because that was becoming regular. The actual problem was that Jason left without me. No matter how late I woke up, he always waited for me as long as it wasn’t the kind of late that’ll get us in trouble. But now, he had to leave me because he offered to pick Vivian up and I was delaying. I trekked to school today when I really did not have the strength! That Vivian girl had all of Jason’s attention now and it was really getting irritating. I deserved it because when I had his attention, I took it for granted.But Mr. Brett too? He too was just too busy for me this morning. I went to his office to relieve my anger and stress, but ended up sitting down and watching him work. I could swear he was faking it because he just kept looking for one thing after another to get himself occupied. No matter how many times I groaned out my frustration, he didn't glance at my di
I sat ogling Mr. Brett as he taught. He knew I was and I watched him try to ignore me. He was taking care not to look at me. It was entertaining and I was sure that the smile that was spread across my face was doing nothing to help him. I wanted to know his acting skills. How much he could pretend and not give away that something was going on between us.It seems like Mr. Brett realized my motive and decided to give me my own share of suffering. “Miss Misha.” I saw a smirk appear on his face and my smile disappeared immediately. What was he doing?“Would you tell us what’s so amusing that you got that smile plastered on your face.”Traitor!I swallowed hard. He had given himself an opportunity to comfortably look at me. The smirk had changed to a smile. He was enjoying this. Damn. I had nothing to say. “Are you daydreaming in my class again Miss. Misha? That guy must be something.” The class laughed, but I wasn’t embarrassed or mad.I rolled my eyes. Did he just compliment himself
It’s been two days now and I haven’t returned to school since the day I walked out of Mr. Brett’s office heartbroken. It was Thursday morning, exactly 5:00am and I was already awake contemplating if I would go to school. The pain felt a little bearable today. For the past two days, each time I opened my eyes in the morning, the pain came back like it was a fresh wound. I began to sob and get so weak that I couldn’t go to school. I still felt the pain now I just woke up, but it felt like it was fading and not like a fresh wound.I had told Jason that I am sick and that he shouldn’t bother. Whenever he came around to visit, I tried to brighten up and act more like I was sick than heartbroken. It didn’t take much effort to act. Being heartbroken felt like being sick.My family too bought the whole thing, except my mom who I felt was suspicious that something else was wrong. If she was, she didn’t push. Seems like she wanted me to open up by myself. I was lying on my bed and staring up
My shoulders sagged for the umpteenth time as I let out a sigh of frustration. For the first time I was paying attention to my appearance and it really wasn’t going well. I was in front of my mirror, staring at the mess I’ve made of my face in an attempt to put on some makeup. How the fuck is this done?!I groaned and went back to my bathroom to wash off my face again. My face was already burning due to the frequent scrubbing. This was not fun at all! Giving shit about how you look and trying to keep up with appearance is total slavery! It was at this moment, I really started pitying the likes of Evelyn. And to say they do this every damn day!Why am I feeling a little desperate to look good today? I’ve never put on makeup before, so what the hell made me feel that I would know how to? I didn’t even own a makeup kit! This is Evelyn’s.When I was done washing off my face, I stared at my bathroom mirror. I didn’t like the face that stared back at me and that only built my frustration.
I slowly opened my eyes to meet total darkness. I sat up on the bed and stretched. My back and pussy were aching. It wasn’t the painful kind of arching. It felt more like a sweet pain. I stretched again to relieve the strain in my muscle and lower back. My eyes gradually started adjusting to the darkness.My face flushed as the memory of my afternoon with Mr. Brett flooded in. I smiled and covered my face with my palms. I would be so embarrassed to look him in the eyes again.I couldn’t see but I could tell I was the only one in the room. I stretched my hand to my side, to confirm. Mr. Brett wasn’t there. I could see rays of light seeping in through little openings of the door. That meant that Mr. Brett was around. My heart skipped a bit with the thought of having to go out to meet him. It was inevitable, so there was no point in delaying. I stretched my legs out of the bed and stood up. I still felt too weak to carry my own weight. How long did I sleep? And wasn’t it enough to reg