“He wants you to leave….now,” Jenna revealed in a cheerless tone.
Ara’s eyes widened in shock.
The news psyched her out. Panic wormed into her racing heart.
“Now?” she asked. It was almost midnight. Where will she go at this hour of the night? Jenna shifted her gaze to the floor. This time, there was nothing they could do.
“You can stay at a motel. Robert will drop you,” Jenna suggested
Ara was too overwhelmed to pay attention to her. She had messed up big time. Mr. Serrano gave her a second chance and she ruined it in the most horrible way. She can’t lose this job.&
Mr. Serrano is a kind-hearted man. Despite his scary aura and evilbrandings on his body, he is a good man. Ara concluded in her mind. She had not expected him to forgive her this easily. She had assumed the worst of him by what Jenna had told her. The woman had labeledhim as selfish, insensitive, and whatnot. So Ara was expecting him to yell at her, kick her out of his room. But much to her surprise, he not only let her stay in his room but also gave her a chance to speak, and forgave her. She can't explain in words, how relieved she felt in that moment. It felt as if a giant boulder had been lifted off her non-existent breasts. However, she was still confused about his reaction when she started massaging his leg. Why did he react that way? Didn't he want her to massage hi
She is just a maid.Maid orcaretaker, the same fucking shit.Killian was furious with himself for even thinking about herin that way. He could never be attracted to a low life like her. Someone as plain as her. Her clothes reflected her lack of class. Her conduct spoke of her crudeness. Her flat-like-board frame revealed her poor status.An orphan on top of that. Who knows whose blood is running through her veins. She was everything that turns him off and yet....Killianhas a class, a status. Even his whores possessa certain class and prestigein society.He doesn't fuck womenwith no class. That's just beneath him.
He didn't want her but he also didn't want others to want her. White-hot jealousy flushed through his veins, consuming every bit of him as he stared furiously at his hands that were rubbing against her cheeks. His eyes burned holes into their point of contact. He hated it, his hands on her and the smile it brought to her face. He loathed it to no end. Is the punk her boyfriend? Why the hell is she not resisting him? He ground his jaw and clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, all the while glowering at her. The fire within him burned away all the reasons, logic-- filling him with bitter and destructive anger. The only thing on his mind, get him away from her. He didn't realize when his feet started towards them. In a few long urgent strides, he was standin
It was 2 in the morning when he reached the mansion. The abode was drowned in silence. Everyone was asleep. He preferred it that way. Right now he wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. Killian dashed towards her room with urgent steps. He nudged slightly at the gate and the door drew open on its own. His eyes immediately camped onto the figure lying in the bed. Something tugged at his heart. He closed the door behind him and shoved his fingers inside his pockets. With slow measured strides, he reached over to her bed. His eyes never leaving her face that had few scratches and a bandaid adorning her forehead. The res
She told Jenna about Devil's visit last night. The woman eyed her as if she had grown two heads. She asked her what he looked like and what did he do and that was the point where Ara clammed up. Her cheeks tinted red as she recalled what the Devil had done to her. He smelled and sucked her like his favorite food. Humans'flesh must be his favorite food, she had concluded last night. But the way he touched her felt so inappropriate. She couldn't answer and Jenna waved it off calling it her imagination. She asked if they could bring a priest and perform exorcism in the house. Jenna wasn't convinced by her story and so declined.Her day passed with her remaining in her bed, playing with Angela who refused to leave her side all through the day. Gary also came to see her. The awkwardness between them was as plain as a day. He sank into the chair placed next to her bed. Angela, obl
Ara wasn't her usual self the next day. Jenna noticed that but when she asked, Ara brushed it off, stating she couldn't sleep properly last night. She didn't want to explain what had happened last night, putting them in words would make them feel more real.She raised her hands. Her eyes brimmed with tears as she stared at her bruised wrists. The last night had compelled her to wonder if the person in her room was really a devil? His touch felt real and human-like. She shivered in horror as she remembered his touch. Was it a human? If yes, then who? How did heget inside her room? She would always make sure to lock her room before going to bed? Then how? Or was he really a demon. She had heard about demons who would do sexual activitieswith women when they areasleep. But she was awake. Wasn't she?
"Wasn't he supposed to leave within a few days?" Bella leaned and asked Jenna in a hushed tone,while kneading the dough."That's what we thought. He never stayed this long here before," she replied as she choppedthe carrot."When do you thinkhe will leave?" Ara asked, curious.There was no denying, the man was a living embodiment of power and danger.The last night's conversation that she had with him still haunted her memory. "I paint death," the words had chilled her to the bone. She was flabbergasted. What unsettled her, even more, was the creepy grin that was sitting over his lips and a darkamusement dancing in his eyes as he studied her stunned expression up close.
Ara poured the banana shake into the glass and carried it to Angela who was sitting behind the dining table."Finish it," she said sternlyto Angela who gave her a stink eye in return before grabbing the glass and scrunching her nose in distaste."This smells horrible," she groused. Jenna chuckled at her tantrum, whereas, Ara rolled her eyes and walked back over to the counter."It smells just fine, Angel," she replied in a flat tonewhileloadingthe plate with toasts."You've changed,' Angelacomplained as she foldedher tiny arms across her chest."You don't love me anymore," she accused. Ara stopped in her track and turned on her heels to find little Angela on the v
After recovering from his years-long amnesia, the former Mafia King vowed to get back his crown.They played him. His second in command and the love of his life. He was a fool to believe them. He shouldn’t have ignored the signs. He shouldn’t have let drugs impair his abilities. Now the damage was done.He now clearly remembered the night, his second in command had almost killed him.After assuming him dead, he had thrown him into the sea, hoping the fishes would eat his body. But no matter how powerful a person is, he cannot overpower fate.The man was rescued by the fishermen.Th
It was one month after their honeymoon did Ara find out she was pregnant. Killian was on cloud nine when he learned it. He was so happy that he bought Ara an island for making him a dad. However, the man didn’t know that the pregnancy would turn his sweet Bella into an always frustrated woman. Her mood swings were terrible than his. One moment she would be all cheery and in the next, the fire would be spewing out of her eyes. One morning she had told him to bring her pineapple cake. As the day went by, he forgot and returned home empty-handed. “Where is my cake?” this is how she welcomed him. Her eyes scanned him for her cake as if it would be somewhere on him. “Oh..sweety, I forgot it. I’ll get you one tomorrow, okay?” he walked over smilingly and pecked her lip. Ara gave a slight nod with her head hung low. Killian walked up to their room to freshen up. After getting fresh, he returned and settled in his chair. Bella was sitting next to him. He had hardly taken a bi
She was gasping and moaning while clutching hard on the metal as he thrusted in and out of her, discarding all restraints. Her hips hit the railing repeatedly as he pumped her violently.She was bent over the railing with her ass up in the air for her husband who was fucking her from behind like a wild animal. His large callous hands were splayed over her hips with his heavy balls slapping against her clit, every time he slammed into her. The shimmering Eiffel tower in front of her held no allure as her attention was captivated by his thick rigid cock which was currently pumping into her with ruthless ferocity.she could feel his hot breath on the side of her neck and the beads of his sweat dripping down on her inflammable back despite the cold night.He withdrew a couple of inches then
With a swift turn, Killian took over the maroon car.The smaller vehicle screeched to a halt. Killian opened the door and got down his SUV. He scanned the surrounding beneath his shades and lastly rested his eyes on the car. One by one, the men started climbing out of the car.Killian remained calm like the surface of ocean water. He didn’t react even when they yanked Bella out like an animal. The man knew one reaction from him could result in the termination of her life. So he acted unaffected.His heart was raging with a fierce vengeance but he held himself back and watched the man manhandling his woman. He silently vowed that he will make them pay with their blood for every drop of tears she spilled.The man didn’t know he w
Killian's POVHe watched her walking away. His Bella was leaving him. An excruciating pain tore through his anxious heart, benumbing his senses. He called her. He begged her. His vision blurred as he felt something warm trailing down his cheek. He was crying. His heart was restless, it was twisting in agony.The rough edges of the cuff dug into his skin, drawing out blood as he struggled against it to reach her.His pleading voice as he begged her to stay sounded foreign to his ear. He was a conqueror, he ruled his world with an iron fist. This voice was known for barking orders and issuing threats. He was never the one to plead but here the tables had turned. The man who ruled the world was on his knees now, begging for his woman to stay. It is in that moment he realized, how she had turned everything upside do
Did you or did you not trade the information?" he slammed the butt of the gun against the back of his head."I..I did..I am sorry, forgive me. I became greedy for money," Sweat poureddown from every pore of his body. As he joined his tremblinghands and pleaded with tears streaming down his eyes. He wason his knees."An inheritance claimed too soon will not be blessed at the end," Killian skimmed the barrel of the gun down his bloodstained cheek. The man looked up at him, confused."I reckon you don't reed bible, eh" Killian smirked. In all honesty, he also had never read the bible but staying with his devotee wife, he unintentionally had memorized a few verses. Let's say, he had memorizedhalf of the holy book. The consequences of marrying a
Killian was on tenterhooks as he spedtowards the hospital. Ten minutes ago, he was in his office, getting readyfor a presentation when Natashacalledand told him about Ara. He dropped everything right that moment and departed for the hospital where his wife was admitted.He hastily stopped the car and climbed out. With long, urgent strides, he walked towards the receptionist and asked her about his wife. One moment later, the woman told him the room she was in. Killian turned and hurriedtowards the mentioned room.He stoppedoutside the labor room and swiped a hand down his face in nervousness. Right on cue, a doctor opened the door and sauntered out. Killian stopped him."Is my wife alright?" he asked.
"But we are married," she looked confused."I want to see love for me in your eyeswhen you will say "I do,"he disclosedsoftly. This was the softest side of him. A side that didn't exist for the world. A side only she evoked and according to him deserved.Ara's lips curved into a smile as she raised her hands and raked her fingers through his silky sweaty air. "I would love to," she stated, lifting her head andbrushing her lips against his. Killian captured her lips into a heartfelt kiss."Pack your bags. We will head out in the eveningtomorrow," he murmured against her lips.Her brows pulled together in confusion."Where?" she askedHis eyes twinkled with excitement as he looked into her eyes."Paris," he stated and pulled her lips into anotherdeep kiss...........Ara stared at her reflection t
Ara had organized a family dinner to celebrate Killian's birthday. Sophia, Natasha, Santiago all were invited. The day was big and she didn't want to leave any stone unturned. Luckily, she had the whole day toarrange as Killian had already left for work in the morning. Poor guy, he couldn't get rest even on his birthday. But it was good in a way, he wouldn't have let her even out of their bedroom if he had stayed home.Ara let the maids cook all the dishes as she didn't know much about Spanish food. She only cooked Killian's favorite and thedessert."Bro, the enticing aroma of your food can be smelled from the maingate of the mansion. The guards areliterally salivating," Natasha entered the kitchen, eyeing the food with keen interest.Ara turned and smiled."They are in luck then. I've made some for them too," she stated."You are an angel, Ara," Natasha said, grabbingsomepieces of c