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LUCI drove to visit Latton but when he arrived she was not there. He then went straight to her room to rest while waiting for her. He sat on the bed and was about to remove his shoes to lie down and possibly take a nap on her bed when a box under her study table caught his eye. He took the box and opened it. He saw that it was a scarf. He was happy to see that she had already finished one of the things he requested and tried the scarf, but the design got him confused. It has the zodiac sign Sagittarius embroidered on it. Luci is a Pisces, and she was an Aries. While he was staring at the design, the door opened and it was Latton. "What are you doing?" She asked. She then took the scarf away from him. "This is not yours, I haven’t finalized the design for your scarf." She added. "Is the scarf for him?" He asks while staring at her, waiting for her reaction. She blushed and said, "It doesn’t concern you. Get out of the room." She then pointed the door to him. "I never thought I
“WHY are you frowning? Have I done something wrong?” John asks with a worried look on his face. He instantly extended his arm to pat Vivian's hand. “It’s nothing. You’re amazing. I can’t wish for anything else. It’s just… I can’t forget that Elizer bag. Bag that rare, you won't see that every day and I blew my one chance of taking its owner as a client.” Vivian explained as she puckered her lips. “Do you want me to buy you one?” He asks. “Oh! No, no! It’s too expensive and a waste of money for us. It’s a rich people's item. I just want to check it further and admire the design and stitches.” She explains while cutting the steak on her plate. John pats her hand again, gives his warmest smile, and says in a low assuring tone, “Maybe we’ll meet her again or meet another Elizer bag owner.” Seeing his adorable smile and hearing his words she lit up instantly and gave a gleeful grin, “You always know how to make me feel better, Hon.” After they ate, they walked to the park near the resta
LUCIAN and his father, George, drove to Brass Bistro, a famous restaurant in the city, to meet with Mr. Ripley and talk about the Sierra Project. The father and son duo arrived first and comfortably waited for Mr. Ripley in the VIP room of the restaurant. After 10 minutes of waiting, he arrived with his right-hand man, Kirby Johnson. After exchanging pleasantries with one another, they soon got down to business and started discussing the project. “You see here, Mr. Ripley, we can finish the project ahead of your desired date and apart from that with the hardware and software upgrade we are going to conduct we surely ensure that your company's data processing time will lessen by 50%. Helping your productivity to increase by 30%.” Lucian explains while his father listens to him with a proud smile on his face. Mr. Ripley is amazed at how Caldwell Inc. takes their ideas to the next level and, given the data, he is blown away. “I’m very pleased with your presentation and trajectory. I
LATTON was pacing back and forth in her room and bored out of her mind. She caught a glance of her reflection in the mirror and started talking to herself internally as if seeing three other Latton in her room with her whispering things in her ear. “I’m so bored, what should I do?” “Text him!” “Call him!” “Come on, it’s the 21st century, make the first move.” “Should I make the first move?” “Yes!” “Yes, you should.” The voices in her head sounded like echoes in a huge room. It sounded surreal. A knock brought her back to reality. “Miss, lunch is ready. Do you want me to bring your food here or are you going to eat at the dining area?” The maid asks. “I’ll eat downstairs,” she yells. The maid quickly went downstairs while Latton changed her clothes since she was still in her pajamas. She stared at herself in the mirror again and said, “I should stop talking to myself.” She went downstairs and ate alone at the dining table that could seat 18 people. A situation that has bee
John was sweating bullets while pacing outside the COO's office. This made the office personnel feel uneasy, as if something bad was happening in the company. Jenny, Lucian’s 40-year-old secretary, sees John outside and calls his boss over the phone. "Sir, I don't mean to bother you but Mr. Rowe is outside. He's been walking like a headless chicken for quite sometime now and it's making everyone uncomfortable." “Tell him to get inside,” Lucian responded in a commanding tone. Jenny then opened the door and gestured to John to go inside. She then opens another door that leads to Lucian’s office. John entered the room with every step heavier than the other, heart pounding, blood pumping stronger as he got nearer. “What’s wrong? Why are you walking back and forth in front of my front desk? Is there a problem in the finance department?” Lucian asks while he sits at his desk and stares at his friend intently. “It’s not about work. It’s about…” John paused, unsure how to say it to his fr
SIEVE heard a knock on the door and opened it. She saw an annoyed, tense, and cold man on the other side of the door. She felt that she might have contacted him when he was doing something important and that she should have waited for his text instead of inviting him out of the blue. Despite his cold demeanor, she welcomes him in with a jovial attitude. She stares at him for a while, admiring how he looks good wearing corporate attire the same as when they met in the Imperial Mall, but the one he is wearing today is dark blue. He walks towards the bed and removes his suit jacket and tie. He then took a beer from the mini fridge and drank it in one go. He opened another one and took a sip. He continued to move around the room as if he was not seeing her. This made her a bit uncomfortable, but she did not speak. Instead, she took a beer and made a toast to the bottle he was holding. He glances at her with withdrawn gaze, clears his throat and says, "You wanted to see me?" He asks whi
BLADE can sense her distress and says, "It’s fine if you have 2 phones. I have 2 sim cards, one with personal contacts, the other one is just to contact you. We’re basically the same," he then laughs. This puts her at ease and she stops squirming on the bed. The phone is still ringing and a sick idea enters his mind. He took the phone and he was taken aback by the contact name flashing on the screen. It says “The Devil”. He stares at her and says, “The Devil is calling you”. "Don’t!" She screams while trying to move again. He walked towards her and she could hear the ring getting louder and louder. Her reaction piqued his interest. "Who is it? Who’s the devil?" He asked, his voice with a tinge of bitterness to it. "Is she seeing someone else?" he asked himself. Her face turned pale and she clenched her fist and yelled, "It’s my Dad!" "Ohhh! The real daddy?" He teases her, his words with a tinge of doubt about whether she’s telling the truth. He grins eerily, took the whipped cr
BLADE grins at her eerily. It sends shivers down to her spine that the hair on her arms and legs starts rising, emphasizing the texture of her skin. “This is a cashmere shirt and this is my favorite pants,” he says to her with a low husky voice and darkened gaze. “I’m going to whip the shit out of you!” He whispered while removing his clothes. It sounded like a grave threat rather than lustful foreplay. He then proceeded to hit her for the next 15 minutes. He started at her face, hitting her on both sides of her cheeks. Leaving them reddening, pounding, and swollen. She gasped and began to sniff as tears started to form in her eyes. He held her face tightly then demand in a sadistic tone, "Show me your tongue." Helpless. She opened her mouth and offered it to him. He leaned towards her, and gently pushed his tongue into hers. She moans softly, as he rubs his tongue into hers. Soon his gentle kiss turned to lecherous torture when he bit her lower lip till it bled. She wails in agony
Hey, Stranger! That became my readers. I can’t thank you enough for staying till the last chapter of the story.I always thought writing was not for me. I never thought I could gather readers, thanks for proving me wrong. :)Please follow my author account here at GN I might write another story soon. Dedication:For Simon for being an awesome author, your novel opened my eyes to the world of books. For Poncho, my English Bulldog for being a good boy. For my mother who’s my strongest fan and critic. My partner, who became my unwilling contributor for intimate scenes. Lastly, for my greatest adversary who kept on saying I can’t make it and I’m never enough A.K.A me. Sincerely, Latton RipleyThis is not a goodbye. It’s more of a see you later. :)=Mini Story=(Happens when Latton was in a coma)LUCIUS is running out of the lift thinking he is late for his first meeting with Caldwell Incorporated as C.O.O for Va-Yor-Ri Unlimited. When he opened the conference door only Lucian was in th
“A GIFT from Alison Gardner!” The man yelled before shooting her. The scene kept on playing in Latton’s head ever since she woke up, but she didn’t say anything. She let the police finish their investigation, but it resulted in nothing. Haunted by the reality that her words were useless without any evidence, she could only keep her silence and wait for the right time.CONCURRENTLY, At the Women's Penitentiary.In the middle of the night, Alison Gardner was escorted out of her prison cell to a corridor leading outside the prison in a spacious car."Finally freedom!" She screamed while breathing in the air in the car."Money well spent," she mumbles to herself."Good work you guys," she added, but no one replied to her. “I will pay you in full once I get out of the country.” She added.Shortly after, the car stopped in a secluded area. She frowns, “Why are we here? I thought you were going to smuggle me out of the country via plane?” She asks.The driver smirked, “Well, change of plans.”
AT THE Women's PenitentiaryAlison was smiling from ear to ear. She receives a letter from her friend that states the court granted temporary access to her money."I might not be able to get away from the law, but I can surely pay someone to bust me out and get back on everyone. Especially with that brat that sent me here." She said as she glanced at the prison guards. Observing which people she could bribe."You seem in a good mood, pumpkin," Sam commented.Alison nods. But she did not give any details as she didn't want Sam to escape with her. She wants to do it on her own.She's been in prison for more than a year, and she has met people far more powerful than Sam, and she wants to take advantage of them.MEANWHILE, Lucian felt a pit in his stomach.Drowning sorrow creeps all over his body. He could feel sweat forming around his forehead, palms, and neck. Followed by an unknown bump that wants to throw him out of his misery.Shortly after, someone tugs on his suit. Unwilling to open
(Continuation of CHAPTER 121 - June 19, 2026)~He is in the Maldives...destination wedding.~ This was Lucius' answer when Latton asked where Lucian was. These were the words that were tormenting her mind.It pained her that after all the things they'd been through, it all ended like this.Her heart is breaking knowing that he is there somewhere getting married in a beautiful place just 6 months after she was shot."Am I that easy to forget? He didn't even wait a year," She mumbled while replaying all the promises he had told her. Soon, the item on the spare bed caught her attention.It's the teddy bear she gave to Lucian and the scarf she made for him.Her thoughts were soon interrupted when Lucius entered with Xavier, who had just arrived from Ohio.Xavier smiled from ear to ear seeing her awake. "Latton," he called out, then gently held her hand.He could sense her sadness."What's with the sad look on your face? Aren't you happy to see me? Are you still mad?" He asks politely.She
DAYS had passed and Lucian seemed to get worse. He became overbearing, he called every hour to check on her. It is as if someone is out to get them.Latton couldn't take it anymore, but she knew too well that Lucian wouldn't tell her what it was.She needed to investigate it without raising any suspicions. She made a surprise visit to Caldwell Incorporated as it might be work-related. It's not. Caldwell Inc. was flourishing, standing stronger than ever. She witnesses on her visit how he buries himself at work while constantly checking on her."If you continue doing that you are going to get sick." She mumbled as she patted his back in concern.He smiles. "I'll be fine." He says as he kisses her hand. "Why don't you stay in the CEO's lounge? I'll finish this, and we'll have lunch together." He suggested.She nods. She could see that the dark circle in his eyes worsened, and it seemed he had lost weight over the week.She wanted to speak to him when, suddenly, someone knocked on the door
JOHN and VIVIAN's engagement party was a success. It was even featured in a local newspaper with the caption 'A decade of love story'."An inspiring love story for everyone to read." Malena mumbles while reading through the newspaper.Then an idea entered her mind, "What if I chose to be with Lucian instead of plotting revenge against him and his family? Would I be this happy?" She asks herself while staring at Vivian's smiling image in the newspaper.She starts laughing at her own thoughts. "Of course not. I'm merely a substitute for Shirley and most likely I won't even meet him if I didn't plan everything from the start." She says, then folds the newspaper and hides it in the drawer. "This time I will make things right," she mumbles.Then she started rummaging through her computer and soon began typing on her phone.MEANWHILE, at Lucian's Villa.Lucian was still having difficulty sleeping, even with Latton in his arms, he couldn't stop having nightmares about losing her.On the other
ALBERT'S eyes enlarged."The audacity of this cunt," Albert thought as he stared malevolently at the man in front of him.He leaned forward and held Lucian's collar."Hey!? Cut it off." The police officer nearby yelled. Albert immediately let go of Lucian.Albert scoffed," Your words are more of a declaration than asking for permission," he remarked."How sure are you that my daughter will accept your proposal?" He added while crossing his arms.Lucian nodded, "She's the one who proposed to me." He muttered proudly.Albert laughed, "She did?" He spoke in surprise, and his gaze softened momentarily. He visualizes his daughter wearing a wedding gown, but soon sorrow creeps into him. The reality that he might not have the chance to walk his daughter down the aisle entered his mind.Soon his gaze darkened when he stared at Lucian, "If that's her decision... But... If you hurt her, assure yourself I won't take this lightly." He warns.Lucian smirked, "I know what you mean, and I would never
LATTON had just finished speaking to Boris over the phone when Igor pulled up the car in front of the manor’s main entrance. He opens the door for her and soon gets into the driver’s seat. “Where to Miss?” He asks nicely, his voice sounds jovial instead of threatening. She grinned, “Aren’t you a bit gleeful today?” She uttered without looking at him. He scoffed, “Can’t I be happy?” He answered sarcastically with his thick Russian accent.She smirked. “Well, that’s more like it.” She mumbled. “I spoke to Boris today.” She paused and then glanced at Igor, observing if there were changes in his demeanor.She noticed that he gripped the stirring wheel tighter upon hearing her words.He cleared his throat, “What did the boss say?” He inquired while staring at her through the rearview mirror.She leaned comfortably on her seat and then clasped her hands on top of her knees. “Your boss told me that you insist on working for me as a driver. Why is that?” She asks curiously.He laughs, “Wha
LUCIAN wrapped his arms around Latton's waist and kissed her neck, "How about we go back to your room and exercise before I go to the office?" He whispered flirtatiously in her ear. "What if after we do our cardio you accompany me anywhere I go?" He added while nibbling her neck.She blushed, and a hot wave of lust ignited in her body. She bit her lower lip and, as if she was under his spell, all she could do was agree and nod to him.They smile lustfully at each other like two thirsty bunnies hungry for one another's touch. He kisses her gently on the lips, but he can't get enough of her addicting soft lips. From a gentle peck to a full-blown French kiss. Their lips intertwined, and they couldn't seem to stop. Eyes closed, tongues rubbing each other, both caught in an intense tongue fight, none backed down.Their hands began traveling on each other's bodies. He hurriedly unbuttoned her pajama, then the buttons started to fall on the floor, but it never bothered them. He threw her top