Adrienne stepped out of the car donning a bikini-like underwear, but immediately made her way to her room to change into a normal bikini before joining the others at the pool.
"Yo, David!" she called to a friend as she arrived at the pool."Hey, what's up?" David responded."I'm diving in," Adrienne announced, before plunging gracefully into the pool.Swimming was one of Adrienne's favourite pastimes, and she excelled at it. She was known for hosting lavish pool parties across various states and countries as a way to unwind after a long day.With music playing and the party in full swing, Adrienne was in high spirits, dancing along with her guests. However, her enjoyment was abruptly cut short when a man in the pool touched her inappropriately.Adrienne was having a good time, twerking in the pool when suddenly, a man in the pool moved closer to her and grabbed her butt, squeezing it."No man is allowed to touch me," Adrienne defended herself, pushing him away.The man retorted, "Stop acting like you didn't like it. Everyone knows you're a slut."Unfazed, Adrienne smirked at him before walking back into her house. She headed to the master bedroom and lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling for a few minutes.Suddenly, Adrienne chuckled before slipping out of her bikini and walking nude into the living room. She knew no one was allowed into the main house, and she relished in the freedom of being alone.She took a seat on the sofa, crossing her legs and staring at the off television with her head held high. "Jerk," she muttered to herself.Determined to address the man who had touched her inappropriately earlier, Adrienne called someone on her phone and provided a description of the man."Tell him I said it's for fun," she instructed the person.A few minutes later, the man walked in wearing only his swimwear, convinced of his own prowess."I knew you liked it," he said confidently.Adrienne, cool and composed, gave him a cold stare and beckoned him closer. When they were in close proximity, he leered at her body before attempting to touch her breasts.Using her quick reflexes, Adrienne slapped him hard across the face, causing him to stumble backwards."I said no man is allowed to touch me," she fired.He retaliated, "You like it aggressive?" and forcefully kissed her.Adrienne didn't hesitate to slap him again, this time using her hand with rings on her fingers, which cut his face and drew blood. She then delivered two more backhand slaps, feeling a sense of satisfaction in the process."Ugh! That felt so good," she exclaimed proudly, before making her way upstairs.As she walked past the man, he shouted, "Don't you ever make a man horny and leave him wanting!""Don't you ever call me a slut," Adrienne shot back firmly."And get out of my house!" she ordered before retiring to her room."Bitch!" He cursed her.*Anabelle's voice quivered as she asked, "You're breaking up with me?"Ryan's reply was solemn. "Yes."Anabelle struggled to comprehend. "Is this some kind of joke? A prank? Please tell me it is," she pleaded."I'm sorry, but it's not," Ryan stated firmly."Why, Ryan?? Please tell me why," Anabelle shouted, tears beginning to stream down her face.Ryan spoke slowly, with a sense of finality. "I fell out of love. I've tried to revive the feelings, but it just doesn't feel right anymore. I can't imagine spending the rest of my life with you."Anabelle's anger flared at the sudden reality of their situation. "So you're just going to cancel everything we've planned for the past three months? All the appointments, bookings, and invitations?"Ryan's voice softened. "I'll pay triple the amount of everything and every cancellation fee attached."Anabelle shook her head, "It's not only about the money. What about my reputation? My family's reputation? We've built everything over the past two years. How can you simply throw it away?""Do you love me?" Ryan asked, seeking a direct answer.Anabelle remained silent, refusing to answer.Ryan's voice grew angry. "Answer me!"Anabelle replied defensively, "What does my love or lack of love have to do with this engagement?"Frustrated, Ryan confronted her. "You don't love me, do you? Did you ever love me? I even thought your feelings changed because mine changed. You only care about your reputation and showing off your lifestyle to others. You want money? I'll give it to you. But I want you out of my life for good.""What of Brian?" Annabelle asked and her question melted his anger immediately.Brian is the couple's son, conceived a month after Ryan ended their five-month relationship. At first, Ryan had his doubts about whether the baby was his, but kept it to himself. Financially strapped, he suggested that Anabelle terminate her pregnancy, but she refused. After much argument, they decided to keep the baby. During the ensuing months, while taking care of Anabelle and accompanying her to doctor visits, Ryan fell for her again and they started dating.As Ryan's family business began booming, he lost his feelings for Anabelle once more after the birth of Brian. She often rejected his advances -only gave in a few times- and insulted him for not being able to cater to the lavish lifestyle she craved. Anabelle informed Ryan that she was expecting again, but conditions her agreement to another termination upon their marriage.Ryan accepted, hoping that they would rekindle their love after they married, but he only grew more frustrated and delayed the wedding for over a year. He knew that he had to end the relationship for good, despite his love for his son Brian and Brian's attachment to Anabelle.Now that Anabelle had demanded marriage, Ryan felt that his son's happiness was at stake. He knew that he couldn't continue in this relationship, especially for his son's sake.Ryan approached Anabelle in a calm yet determined manner. "I'll hand over the house documents to you. You can continue staying there with Brian, and I'll move out of the house. However, you have to allow me to visit or take him out, whenever and wherever I want," he proposed.Anabelle replied sarcastically, "Wow, what a sweet dad!""You're going to move out, buy a new house and live a free life while I'll be stuck raising our child? You want to go out to parties, sleep with low-class girls, returning home late while I'm having sleepless nights raising Brian? Or do you think I don't know about your affairs?" she fired back.Ryan defended himself. "What affairs? You're the only girl I've been intimate with for the past three years."Anabelle then brought up Juliette in the conversation as a potential love interest for Ryan, but he explained that their relationship was purely professional. He also mentioned that Anabelle had been unfaithful in their relationship with several photos as evidence.Ignoring his allegations, Anabelle was blunt. "Take your sperm and raise it," she said in reference to Brian.Ryan was flabbergasted by her response. "How could you say that about our innocent child? You were the one who wanted to keep him," he reminded her.Anabelle broke down and admitted her regret. "I don't want him. You can raise him. I'll visit once in a while," she said, looking away.Ryan was heartbroken. "Do you know how much he loves you? You are about to hurt an innocent two-year-old!" he exclaimed.Anabelle remained unyielding, "I want to go out on dates, drink alcohol with my friends, go to strip clubs, and go on vacations - not be stuck raising a child," she said.Ryan was disappointed in himself for allowing things to come to this point. He knew what he needed to do - take custody of Brian and raise him without Anabelle's involvement."How did I end up with a fake girl like her?" he asked himself. Ryan was overcome with a strong sense of disappointment and shock."I don't even know how I ended up with someone like you. You're so selfish and insensitive, even towards your own child," he said, standing up and preparing to leave.Annabelle tried to stop him, "Ryan, let's..." but he walked away without looking back.Ryan drove to his and Anabelle's house, feeling angry and frustrated. He walked in and disregarded the greetings of the workers who welcomed him. Suddenly, he heard his son calling out, "Daddy!" and running towards him.Ryan glowed at the sight of his adorable son and felt guilty, knowing that he had given Brian a difficult mother. "Hey, little man. How are you?" he asked his son, oblivious to everyone else in the room.Brian answered with, "Fine, daddy."Curious about why his son was still awake, Ryan asked Juliette, his secretary and personal assistant, who was also helping out with the child, "Why is Brian still awake?"Juliette replied, "He refused to sleep. He was calling for 'mama' and 'daddy.' We spent the evening watching cartoons together."Ryan apologized to Juliette for being late and delaying her, then offered to drop her off safely. Juliette politely declined the offer, as she had already driven herself to the house.As they said their goodbyes, Brian clung to Ryan's leg
Ryan arrived promptly at Juliette's door at 9 am the next day, dressed in a simple sweater and jeans with black sneakers. Juliette greeted him, dressed in an elegant little black dress and black heels. "Are you okay?" Ryan inquired."Are you comfortable in that dress?"Juliette lied, "Yes."Knowing that she wasn't, Ryan suggested changing her outfit to something casual and comfortable. After changing, Juliette joined Ryan again, and he opened the car door for her like a gentleman. "You look beautiful," Ryan complimented Juliette."Thank you, sir," Juliette replied, her heart racing at his words."Relax, okay? I just need four hours of your time. It's just a casual date," Ryan reassured her.Juliette was intrigued, "A date?""Um...maybe an outing. Since the word 'date' seems to make you uncomfortable," Ryan clarified."Okay," Juliette tentatively agreed, fastening her seatbelt.Ryan then started the car and drove off, leaving Juliette wondering about his intentions.*Adrienne had ju
"Dang it, Juliette!" Ryan cursed as he remembered he had come to the mall with her. He quickly ran back to the supermarket to get tissues and headed to the restroom she had described to him earlier. "Pervert! This is the ladies' restroom. What are you doing here?" A cleaning lady at the door stopped him as he was about to enter. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I got carried away because I was in a hurry. Can you check to see if there's any woman in there who needs tissue paper? She asked me to get it for her," Ryan apologized and explained. "Whatever. Don't you have her number? Call her," the lady said, pushing Ryan aside. "Rude!" Ryan exclaimed, but the lady ignored him. He called Juliette but she didn't pick up. He tried calling again, and finally, she answered. "I'm sorry about the delay. Something happened at the supermarket," Ryan apologized.Juliette chuckled nervously. "Oh, I see. I thought you were too embarrassed to get them and ran away."Ryan shook his head. "No, I got them now. I
The atmosphere brims with an overwhelming sense of intimacy and closeness, as he and Adrienne discover solace in one another's embrace. Soft, dim lighting emanates from a nearby lamp, casting a warm and radiant glow throughout the room, creating an ambiance of intimacy. The aromatic fragrance of a vanilla-scented candle permeates the air, leaving a delicate and alluring hint of sweetness and sensuality.As they lay upon the bed, their bodies entwined beneath the gentle caress of the soft sheets, a symphony of emotions fills the room. A profound and tranquil silence hangs in the air, occasionally broken by the subtle sound of their breaths and the tender whispers exchanged. Their limbs, intricately intertwined, signify the profound connection they share, a merging of hearts and souls during a moment of vulnerability.Unable to contain herself, Adrienne's fingers delicately run through his hair, bringing him closer and cherishing the intimacy they possess. Their eyes meet, communicating
"Sorry, I have to leave now," Adrienne said politely to Ryan."What's wrong? What happened?" Ryan asked, his concern evident."Oh, it's nothing major. Just an accident. I need to head there right away," Adrienne explained."Oh...do you want a ride?" he offered."I actually drove here, but thank you," Adrienne declined graciously."Well, I didn't even drive," Ryan admitted."What? You just offered to drive me a few minutes ago. How were you planning to go back?" Adrienne questioned."Okay, let me explain. I didn't drive here, but I was going to call my driver to bring the car. Our office is only a twenty-minute walk from this coffee shop, so I decided to walk. It's like a mini workout," Ryan explained."Oh, that's interesting. Do you want me to drop you off at your office?" Adrienne kindly offered."No need, thanks. I'd rather not explain myself to anyone," Ryan replied."What do you mean?" Adrienne inquired curiously."Just avoiding those judgmental looks," Ryan chuckled, and they bot
As Adrienne entered the hospital, a chorus of sounds filled the air. Suddenly, the vibrant energy of the facility became unmistakable. The constant buzz of voices, intermingled with the sporadic ringing of phones, orchestrated a symphony of activity. The sterile scent of disinfectant floated about, lending an aura of cleanliness and organization to the environment.Nurses swiftly passed by, their soft-soled shoes creating a faint echo as they scuttled from room to room, tending to the needs of the patients. The steady beeping and whirring of medical equipment in the background added a sense of urgency to the atmosphere, serving as a reminder of the constant monitoring and care being provided.Intermittently, conversations between doctors and their patients could be heard. Filled with empathy and reassurance, these exchanges brought moments of respite within the cacophony. Laughter and chatter between visitors also provided a small escape from the seriousness that hung in the air.The
Ryan stood on the balcony of his room, lost in thought, with a cigarette between his fingers. He took occasional puffs, inhaling the smoke deep into his lungs."What does Anabelle have on dad?" he pondered aloud. His phone chimed from inside the room, capturing his attention. Ryan entered and grabbed his phone.A message from a friend appeared on the screen: "Yo, where should we meet? I'm in your area. Should I come over?"Replying swiftly, Ryan typed, "Yes, come over. Let's meet here."Ryan swiftly changed into casual shorts and a t-shirt, knowing his friend would arrive soon. He descended the stairs to the lounge, where he intended to wait."Bro!" Andrew exclaimed upon entering Ryan's house."Dude!" Ryan greeted Andrew, walking towards him and shaking his hand."What's up? Where's my little man?" Andrew inquired, referring to Brian."Oh, he'll be staying with my mom for a while," Ryan explained as they settled into their seats."Really? What about school?" Andrew probed further."He
Adrienne looked absolutely stunning in her glamorous after-party dress. The floor-length gown hugged her figure, boasting a striking shade of midnight blue. Intricate silver embellishments adorned the fabric, shimmering and catching the light, adding an extra touch of elegance and sophistication. The dress boasted a plunging neckline that accentuated Adrienne's curves, and a thigh-high slit that revealed just the right amount of leg, exuding confidence and allure.Her makeup was flawlessly executed, enhancing her natural beauty. Adrienne's eyes were adorned with a smoky eyeshadow in deep plum and charcoal shades, making her piercing green eyes appear even more captivating. Long, voluminous lashes framed her eyes, adding a touch of drama. Her sculpted cheekbones were gently dusted with warm blush, giving her complexion a healthy glow. The stunning red lipstick completed her glamorous look.Adrienne's choice of heels perfectly complemented her ensemble. She wore sparkling silver stilett
"Lincoln is dead."Adrienne was shocked."He is dead? Just like that? Why? How?" She asked.Richard was silent, and when she looked into his eyes, she saw the answers to her questions."You are responsible for this? You had him killed?""I'm sorry. I had to do it for Juliette. I know I should have told you, but I didn't want to," Richard said.Adrienne was speechless. She closed her eyes, trying to piece together exactly how she felt about the situation."I should give you some time to yourself." He wanted to leave, but Adrienne pushed him back, making him lie on the bed.She climbed over him and grabbed his chin."Why should I be mad at you? He deserved to die," Adrienne said softly, lowering her head to kiss him.Richard was so relieved, and he kissed her back passionately.She moved her lips to his jaw, his neck, and his chest and traced a path down to his waistline.She gazed at him with a sultry look in her eyes as she slipped her hands into his pants and set his excited member f
"Prison? What the hell?" Adrienne's voice quivered."Juliette gave that document to the police. She wanted to hurt me after I refused to take her side. The document had evidence of my illegal arms deals," Richard said."Arms deals? That's how you got wealthy, right?" Adrienne asked and Richard nodded."The Chief offered me a deal. He said he would give me the video Rosa sent to the police if I let him arrest me as a 'big criminal' to boost his promotion chances," Richard explained."What? No, that's a terrible deal! That's like trading a bread factory for a loaf of bread. You didn't agree to that, did you?" Adrienne said."Of course not. Rosa's video was useless to us. But I thought about it. I would get caught sooner or later if someone found out, or one of my partners got busted, or someone dug into my past. I know the Chief, so he's being easy on me. He could end our 'relationship' and arrest me with what he has. Luckily, that's not the case. If or when he gets promoted, there
"Boss? He hasn't called himself that in a while," Adrienne thought, smiling shyly.She sniffed the roses and they smelled lovely. She hoped there was a note inside, but there wasn't.She remembered the last time he sent her flowers with a note. It was months ago and the note only had 'I' on it."Where did I put it?" She wondered, searching her drawers. She finally found the note and looked at it for a few seconds."He never finished this sentence," Adrienne said.She set it aside and put on the dress.The dress was black with a strap and a sweetheart neckline and a ruched bust. It had mesh inserts at the waist with vertical lines and draped fabric that wrapped around the midsection. The slit on one side was indeed dangerously high."I am sure he can survive a little skin," Adrienne thought as she admired the dress.Wait. Where are we meeting? Adrienne wondered.She read the note again and he didn't say where they were meeting, he just said 'wear this tonight'.Does he want to meet at
"Hello, Adrienne," he said.She spun around and saw Ryan. Her eyes widened in shock."You're the witness? You're testifying against me?" she exclaimed."What witness? I'm here to watch the trial. What are you talking about?" he asked, puzzled.She snorted and turned away. "Whatever," she muttered, crossing her arms.He sat behind her, still taken aback by her coldness.The door opened again, and this time, the footsteps were that of a stiletto. It was a woman.Everyone turned to see who it was, and it was Annabelle.Adrienne scoffed. "She didn't tell me she was coming to Nigeria for the trial."As Annabelle got closer, Adrienne waved at her, but Annabelle ignored her and went straight to the witness stand.Adrienne's jaw dropped. Annabelle was the witness? After everything she had done for her?She glared at her as she swore the oath."You're in for a rude awakening," Annabelle whispered as she sat down.Adrienne felt her heart pounding, her forehead sweating, and her throat tighten
Adrienne felt a surge of anxiety as she entered the courtroom with Richard by her side. The day was finally here; Linc's trial.She glanced at the defendants' table, where Lincoln sat with his lawyer. He looked smug and confident, as if he had nothing to worry about. He met her gaze and smirked, making her shiver. It brought back memories of the nights she was locked up in that old farmhouse.She squeezed Richard's hand, grateful for his support. He had been her rock throughout this ordeal, always there to comfort her, protect her, and encourage her.The judge entered the room and everyone stood up. The trial began, and Adrienne listened as her lawyer presented the charges and the evidence against Lincoln. She felt a surge of hope as she saw the jury's expressions of shock and disgust. She hoped that they would see Lincoln for what he was: a monster who deserved to rot in jail.Then it was Lincoln's lawyer's turn to speak. He stood up and cleared his throat, looking at the jury with
Linc's body was thrown out of the car and onto the sidewalk as the car speedily drove off. He groaned in pain on the floor. A concerned stranger rushed to Linc's side to help him up, but Linc aggressively pushed the man away. This made other passersby ignore Linc and cross to the other side of the road. Despite the pain, he managed to stand up on his feet, his whole body hurting. As he looked around, trying to decipher his exact location, his eyes spotted a police station, and a smirk etched onto his face."They think they can get away with treating me like this," Linc said maliciously as he limped to the police station. Richard had given him a really bad beating, and he couldn't even walk properly. Every breath Linc took hurt him in his chest because of the impact of Richard's punches. "Darn you, Richard!" Linc cursed.As he entered the station, he collapsed onto the floor, putting on a show. "Help me, please. Help me. I was kidnapped by the Oh so famous Adrienne Davison and her
She hesitantly opened the files, and a flood of videos and photos appeared on the screen."That's a lot," Richard observed.Adrienne clicked on the first video, which showed Linc and Juliette having sex."Huh? Why would she send me this? I thought she promised something life-changing?" Adrienne rolled her eyes in frustration and flung her phone aside."You've been quick to lose patience over small things lately. Could it be the pregnancy hormones?" Richard inquired, concern lacing his voice."Ugh!" Adrienne exhaled in annoyance.Sensing her irritation, Richard extended his hand to soothe her by gently patting her back."Why don't we take our time and carefully review everything on the card?" he suggested."Okay. I'm sorry for snapping," she said with a soft, apologetic tone."That's better," Richard said, smoothing her hair affectionately."Come here," he gestured.Richard picked up the discarded phone, settled back on the bed, and Adrienne snuggled up to him, resting her head on his
Adrienne and Richard kissed passionately while Adrienne gently rode Richard on the bed. It was a slow and intimate dance as Richard’s hands caressed and worshipped her curves.He had arrived at the hotel and their brief conversation turned into a passionate encounter. After their lovemaking, Adrienne laid her forehead on Richard's."That was beautiful," he said, softly caressing her left cheek with his thumb.He then gripped her waist firmly and quickly flipped her over, hovering above her now. He looked at her deeply, still enjoying the afterglow of their passion."Why did you do that? I didn't want you to come out of me yet. I'm feeling hollow now. Empty!" Adrienne whined playfully, feigning annoyance.Richard chuckled. "Come on. We need to shower, and we have to be careful. I don't want to accidentally bump into Amelia. Look how quickly she's growing inside you," he said, rubbing Adrienne's belly."It's Ethan, and I wasn't even moving, so there's no way you could have hit him," Ad
Adrienne had cried herself to sleep and woke up in the evening. She checked her phone and saw tons of missed calls and messages from Richard."Why didn't you say anything?""Are you okay? Did something happen?""Please call me."Those were some of the texts from Richard. She didn't know what to say or how to explain her feelings and instead of replying to his texts or calling him back, she texted Lisa. She made a list of things she needed Lisa to bring and sent it along with the address.Then, Adrienne washed her face, went downstairs, and got into her car.***"What's going on? What are we doing here?" Lisa asked Adrienne as she followed her, carrying two big bags in her hands.Adrienne ignored her and walked quickly towards the entrance of the building. It was a large, white mansion with a sign that read "Joygood Memorial Park". Lisa had a bad feeling about this place. It was a private cemetery for the rich and powerful, where they buried their secrets and scandals, not just the