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Fifty One
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Her's To Take Fifty Two
The sound of the gunshot shattered the glass wall as well as the quietness of the suite, and I froze in terror, not knowing what to do. Where was the gun shots coming from? Who was firing the shots to start with?"Take cover!" I heard Zain order in a commanding voice. He hide behind a pillar in my sitting room, shielding himself from the gunshots. "Where the fuck is the shots coming from?" He hollered in frustration at his men, as the gunshots kept coming with no interlude. The stampede for safety and the shouts as Zain and his men communicated with each other snapped me out of my reverie. I hurled myself behind the couch closest to me, and then, I tried to peek from behind the couch to see where the shots were coming from. A ear piercing scream left my lips as a bullet wheezed pass me and imbibed itself on the wall behind me. I dodged back behind the couch, my heart going a thousand miles. "It's a sniper!" One of Zain's men shouted. " He's on the rooftop of the building opposite,
Her's To Take Fifty Three
" Fine! We have a business contract."I froze to the ground where I was standing. I blink once, twice, still trying to wrap my head around the fact that instead of taking me with him by force - which he could have easily done by himself, talk more of when he has four able-bodied men with him - he had tried to negotiate instead. Slowly I turned to face him fully aware that my face carries my distrust of his words. I search his face with my eyes, wondering why exactly everything he does and say contradicts the Jaxton that I remember. "My men wouldn't be able to hold Zain back for long; I'm pretty sure they are on their way down right now," Jaxton said, walking towards me. " We need to move and now!"I raised an eyebrow at him, trying not to think of Zain making his way here. I guess the sniper Zain and his men are battling upstairs are Jaxton's men. "And why should I believe anything that you just said?" I crossed my arms over my chest.Before he could answer my question, the elevator
Her's To Take Fifty Four
It's been a few minutes since Jaxton drove out of the garage of the hotel I'm staying at, or maybe an hour. He drove around the city for a long while, trying to make sure that he lost any tail. I could tell from the way he was weaving through the traffic and the communication between him and his men. I place my head against the window, watching the city pass by. At first when Jaxton had started his drive around the city, I had cursed, screamed - anything to get him to let me off. He had continued on, acting as if no one was in the car with him, talk more of a screaming banshee. That was literally what I turned into. I was calm now, though, more because I was tired of screaming than because I decided not to scream anymore. I watch as the remote trail turned once again into the bustling city center." Are we clear?" Jaxton asked. He had a covert earpiece on, with which he communicates with his men. They must have given him a reply, because he nods and soon we were diverting to the ri
Her's To Take Fifty Five
The few seconds happened in a blur. One minute I was sitting in the car with my hand over my chest and Jaxton striding towards me, and the next; Jaxton was snapping open my seatbelt and carrying me up into his arms bridal style. I shriek, surprised by the suddenness of his action. " Put me down!" I shrieked, wriggling and kicking my legs in the air. Jaxton continues walking, his eyes straight ahead of him, paying me no heed. " Put me down, I can walk on my own," I reiterate.The door opens as Jaxton gets to it, and he walks inside. The maid that had opened the door stares at me with wide eyes as Jaxton turns to address her. I note the lack of fear in her eyes and stance, if anything, she seemed totally at ease. Brimming in her eyes, though, is curiosity to know who I was, and... jealousy?I frown. What exactly is she jealous of? Wait, is she his fuck buddy or what? Oh girlll. I feel so sorry for her. That would explain the familarity, and lack of fear. I size her up and nod, he do
Her's To Take Fifty Six
Jaxton stops what he's doing and turns to me. He's face is devoid of emotions, and for a minute I wonder if he's actually capable of them. The few moments I have been with him; he's either acting as if no one is in the room or car with him, or he looks at you as if you are not even talking to him.I begin to wonder if the few times I did see emotions on his face was just a figment of my imaginations.Jaxton starts walking toward me steadily, almost like a predator stalking his prey; I certainly felt like one. I straighten from the doorframe as he gets closer, my guard going up. I'm in his territory, which means I really had to be careful of what I say to him and how I say it. He stops just inches away from me, and I fight the great urge in me to move away from him. Instead of doing that, I tilt my change up which was kinda funny seeing how I had to move my neck back a bit to be able to see his face and look into his eyes. He stares intently into my face that I begin to wonder if so
Her's To Take Fifty Seven
As if in a trance, my eyes slowly moved from his crotch, to his abs and then his chest. I could make out the pecks of his nipples from the material of the polo clinging to his body. My eyes linger, and I could imagine myself running my tongue on them. Imagining myself sucking and biting on it. I press my hips together, as a dull ache starts in-between my legs. God, I want him. So bad. My eyes continues their adventure, moving further up to his lips. They were full, sensual and loved the fact that his lower lips was redder than his upper lips. I bite down on my lower lip, imagining those full sensuality running through my body. Imagining them sucking and rubbing on my buds. I could feel my nipples tightening underneath the big polo I was wearing. And then I saw it, that slight turn up of the corner of his lips - a smirk. I moved my focus from his lips to his face, and indeed, it was a smirk. A smug smirk - equal parts smugness and amusement. His mouth is turned up at the corners, b
Her's To Take Fifty Eight
Jaxton's voice had an annoyed glint to it, and judging by the huge bulge pressing into my thighs, I could very much tell why. I tap Jaxton's shoulders gently to get his attention. He looks at me, and I gesture for him to put me down.He doesn't do so immediately. " You should attend to her, I'm sure she came because it's important," I said further. The look on Jaxton's face said that he thought otherwise. I almost laughed at his facial expression, if I had not held myself back quickly. He looked like one being dragged from a palace to a place of slaughter. Slowly, he slide me down his body. We both moaned as his hardness brushed against my thong clad vulva. "Fuck," I heard him curse under his breath. We stayed flushed against each other even after my feet touched the ground. Isa cleared her throat, pulling us out of the bubble of lust we had been cocooned in. I pulled away from Jaxton, grabbed my phone from the bed and made my way to the door. "Um, I'm hungry. I will go get some
Her's To Take Fifty Nine
I frown. What is he going on about?I glance behind him at his right hand man, who also has a confused look on his face. I return my eyes to the Adonis in front of me, hating the fact that I still felt attracted to him despite everything that has happened and is still happening between us. " What are ..."He raises a hand to silence me, and to my utmost chagrin, I obey him. But then, who wouldn't do same? The man exuded so much power and authority, he had an intimidating aura. And for the love of God, I think I found that freaking hot and attractive. Oh Lord, I'm so so gone. I felt my cheeks grow warm, and I struggled to find her voice, even as he continues to stare into my face. "I...I have no idea what you," I stammered. Shit! Get it together, Freya. Whatever it is he is accusing you of, you would look guilty of it if you do this. His mouth quirked up in a half-smile, and I felt my knees go weak. That was not a smile of amusement, though, it was a smile of, "I have got you.""
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Just like yesterday, being auctioned, being sold to the Lord of the devil himself.Humiliated, rejected and life triangle accompanied with it. The feeling of self winning a life for my children. I'm the the mother who never leave all odds for survival. I fought way beyond my imagination, especially for my children and now when I thought I'm happy and self contended with my new path of life.He returned. His back.That fateful day, I was on my way to the airport when someone shouted my name and ran towards me. It was Jaxton! His eyes still hold that dark man I ever known, his pride and ego spurring at his face but something was amiss. He smiled at me with mix of fears and anxiety. He rushed and hugged me tightly, never ready to let go of my grips. I do not know what that means but something is wrong somewhere."You still smell very nicely!" He whispered to my ear and it sent cold shivers down to my spines with little mix of sexual fantasies.I remembered the old days when he could fu
Her's To Take Eighty Seven
“We have to elope from this city.”Jaxton was standing by the window, his hands in the pockets of his pants, his back a little hunched. I like such sights of him standing by the window of our room like a guardian watching over the universe.“This city reminds me of nothing but pain and a lot of silly things. Things I’ve done and the one other have done to me. Wicked things done for the sake of influence and power.”He pulled a cigar to his lips. I didn’t see that coming. He was holding it in the crisp of the fingers of his right hand. He wouldn’t quit smoking for anything, even in his present condition.I walked over to the window side and hugged him from behind. My lips braced his neck from behind, and my hand wrapped around his waist. Yes, the city has a lot of odd memories, and I always wish I could ever in my life find way to flee from the glare of the city, but to think of his telling me he wishes to flee the city his cartel rules at the moment, is something my mind will never t
Her's To Take Eighty Six
It's been a few days since we got back from Zain's crib. Days since Zain got arrested. Days since we sent in a mountain of evidence against him in Jaxton's name. Days since the IDP sent a message to summon Jaxton back. Days since Jaxton had remained unconscious. I have practically moved into Jaxton's safehouse. I have been the one taking care of him since he was brought back here in the pool of his own blood. I gently laid Jaxton on his bed, tucking the blankets around him to keep him warm. I took a damp cloth and began to wipe the dirt and sweat from his face, careful not to wake him. As I wiped away the grime, I could see the scratches and bruises on his skin, and my heart ached for him. I found a bandage and began to redress his wounds, taking care to be gentle and thorough. As I finished tending to Jaxton's wounds, I pulled up a chair and sat by his bedside, keeping a watchful eye on him. I could see his chest rising and falling slowly, his breath coming in a steady rhyth
Her's To Take Eighty Five
" Undress," Zain ordered the moment we got to his room. I stand there just mopping at him. He glares at me, impatient. " Are you daft?" I turn my back to him. " I need help to get this off." He scoffed. " Don't bother." He drew me to himself and palmed my breast through the corset. He pulled it down with his strength and my breast sprang free from their constraints. I do my best to hide my disgust as he licks his lips in anticipation. He was just about to cover my left nipples with his mouth when we heard it; a gunshot. Zain steps back from me, a confused look on his face. " Stay right here," he told me, moving to the door of his room. I listen to see if he will lock it with key, but he must have been in a hurry because I don't hear the sound of the key turning in the key hole. In your dreams. The moment his footsteps recedes, I move to his wardrobe and grab the first hoodie that I can get my hands on. Picking up a pair of scissor, I do a good job of using it to get the
Her's To Take Eighty Four
" Are you sure you want to do this, Freya?" Percy asked while still helping me get dressed. I was on my way to Zain's crib. I had a talk with Sarah after my talk with Jaxton, and it turns out that her brother had helped her escape but had not been able to do himself. According to her, he was most likely being held captive in the basement of the crib. She had drawn the blueprint of the house for me in Jaxton's absence, pleading with me to please save her brother. Jaxton had wanted to wait until the day of his auction, be had gotten information that Zain would be holding a auction soon; it turned out that it was even Zain that had suggested the auction to my dad. Sarah had panicked though when I told her that we plan to wait until the auction day to raid Zain's crib. She had said something along the line of her brother not making it until then. Since I know Jaxton would not be in support if I told him, I decided to do this without him. It was going to be a covert mission and I would
Her's To Take Eighty Three
Jaxton shaked his head. " It's not as easy as that, Freya."He paused before continuing. " Getting to you wouldn't have been the top priority, Freya. They were really more concerned with getting those dogs arrested than setting your free. I... I.." He took a deep breath. He looked up and the vulnerability I saw in there had me taking a step back in shock. " I just wanted to get you away from those dogs, Freya, I swear."I could feel my eyes start to well up with tears. If that had been his intentions why had he become one of them? " Funny how you got me away from the dogs and became one yourself," I accused. If I thought he had looked vulnerable before, he looked worse right now. He looked broken and I could see the gulit and shame shining in his eyes brightly. I looked away determined not to let those eyes get to me. " You took exactly what you were trying to protect and in the worst way possible." My voice cracked and tears rolled down my cheeks, some trailing into my mouth. The
Her's To Take Eighty Two
I froze.No matter how much I will my feet to move and turn around, it wouldn't obey. I knew why. Not only was there supposed to be no one else here, there is also the fact that I have just a towel wrapped around my chest. Worse, that voice was very familiar. I could guess who was standing behind me, and even though I had plans to talk to him later on, he was the last person I want to see right now. I force my feet to turn around and it finally opens. I turn around slowly, my eyes meeting with the golden brown orbs staring at me from the door of the kitchen. God! That gaze, I had forgotten how it felt to be it's target. I was mesmerized and at the same vein it felt like I was being undressed under it. I resist the urge to fold my arms across my body. It would look as if I was scared of him if I did that. I stand there as his eyes moves from my head all the way to my toes. I resist the urge to squirm under his astute gaze. His eyes moves away from me to look around the kitchen, and
Her's To Take Eighty One
My eyes narrows on the big Projector screen and then My driver gasps as he recognizes the face also. I glance at him and back at the screen. " Isn't that...?" He starts. "Yes, it is," I answer, interrupting him. Sandy moves to the edge of her seat. " Isn't that the coffee shop opposite Nutty's apartment?" She asked turning to Mr. Driver. He nods in agreement, his eyes also glued to the projector screen. " I knew it would have to be him," Brian chips in. " He must have realized that Nutty is poking around his business."" Does it mean that he was getting too close to the truth then?" Percy asked, glancing at me. " If he wasn't a undercover agent, I'm sure he wouldn't have mind as that would even be to his advantage. For him to want to silence Nutty, I think he might really be an undercover agent."My head was railing. I think I need another cup of coffee to be able to process this information. I stand from my seat and make my way to the refreshment table. I poured another cup of co
Her's To Take Eighty
We had spent the whole of yesterday and the next gathering a lot of information. While Percy had been able to get us information on Zain, there were still some questions that I wanted answered. I think Sarah would be able to answer them. It was looking like she has been with Zain for a long while now, the information she has on that chip dates back to a long time ago, too. Sandy and my driver had spent the whole of the two days getting their hands on all of the CCTV cameras along the roads that leads to Nutty's apartment, and I have them in front of me right now, waiting to be attended to. They had gotten the dashcam, too but have been unable to get the cloth, apparently the police had done a good job of sweeping the apartment for evidence. According to Sandy and my driver, who I'm really impressed with by the way, there had been someone wanting for them at the apartment's garage. Apparently, whoever had taken Nutty, had used his car as bait to see who Nutty was working for. They
