(A flash back)"Dude....take off the panties. Now." Sister Beatrice had said to the eight year old boy in the rest room with a mischievous look on her face.The little boy had panicked when she threatened to starve him if he didn't do as he was told.Out of fear of going hungry and starving to death, he had taken off his panties and watched in pure horror as the lady started undressing.She came right at him, pulled him down on the toilet seat before taking his tiny d*ck in her hands.The boy had struggled to free himself as he could not understand how exactly he felt especially when the lady had taken his d*ck into her mouth and began sucking.He had wanted to scream for help but she threatened him again, slapped him hard across the face.The boy had wept so much as the lady sat on him, taking his manhood into her body.Few minutes later, he saw himself spilling out white substance from his little man while the lady dressed up again. She had smiled at him, kissed him on the lips. "Y
"I'm sorry but you can't...""I can't come in? Come on, Ashley. I'm not gonna hurt you. We were once married." Quentin said and Ashley scoffed."You hurt me even when we were still married. You will probably do more than that now that we've split up. Please, you have to leave.""I'm still your husband, Ashely. I never divorced you." Ashley nodded with a smile. "That divorce happened here in my heart. What you doing here, Quentin? Please, don't tell me you are here to make my life more difficult as it is?""Please Ashley. Stop saying all this to me. I'm here to beg for your forgiveness and also to tell you something I've held away from you since all the years we've been together.""You don't need to tell me that because I already know about your second family." Ashley announced and watched Quentin's reaction.He was surprised. "How did you know?""How I knew isn't necessary. Just leave Quentin. I'm sure they need you.""I'm here to see my daughter." Quentin cut in."Which one of the d
"Yes. The red garden." Tristan mumbled."I don't know what it is used for, Tristan but what I do know is that no one is allowed to go in there. Not even me." Samantha said, pacing."Doesn't that ring a bell? Isn't that enough proof to let you know that the red garden is not just any ordinary garden?" Tristan asked from the other line.Samantha paced in her room, listening attentively to Tristan. "Now that you are saying this, Tristan, it is starting to make a lot of sense. You know.... I've never suspected anything about that garden. I've always thought that it was normal. Now that I think about it, that thing about the garden is very creepy. What do I do, Tristan? Help me.""Get some health care inspectors to the house. Have them examine the red garden and that's if your brother and father will allow it." Tristan adviced."And if they don't, it only means one thing...that they are definitely hiding something from the world and from me." Samantha concluded.After the phone call that
Leah scoffed and walked away while Gianna slowly walked into the room. She saw Tristan standing in front of his window, his hands thrust into his pocket as she stared out.Gianna stood behind him, few miles away and sighed softly. "I'm.... deeply sorry for being rude...boss." she mumbled, staring at at him.Tristan was silent. He didn't turn, bulge or say anything.Gianna tucked her hair behind her ear nervously and shrugged. "Okay fine. Do whatever you want to me. Punish me or anything. I deserve it. I shouldn't have spoken to you that way." Silence.Gianna sighed and turned. When she got to the door, she heard Tristan's deep sigh and turned."Even though you attacked me with your words, it's still true. I've never felt what it is like to have a mother. Never even imagined what it is like." Tristan mumbled, still staring out of the window.Gianna was feeling very bad now. She wanted to slap herself for making him feel this way. She couldn't believe that some body so mean and cruel c
Nelson and the boys walked down the underground, oblivious of Samantha's trail. They walked in total silence and soon they were out on the waterside.Three other men were waiting and they quickly bowed when Nelson got closer. "Boss. We are here." One of them said."Yeah. I can see that. Elvis, pass the package." Nelson ordered and Elvis did as requested.He placed the flask on the ground and one of the men went forward to confirm the content.Samantha stood behind, watching what was happening from where she stood. She has never been so confused all her life. She bay wanted to see what was going on.Firstly, it was a surprise to her that there was an underground in the building.She never knew and had not seen it before, it was all new to her and it only increased our curiousness. She watched on as her brother negotiated with the strange men and she was deeply sure that something strange was going on and she was getting closer to finding the truth. Turning, she took her leave.**Tri
Few hours later, the result from the DNA test was sent to Tristan.He stood in his private room, the result in his hand. He was afraid to look inside the sheet just yet as he prepared himself for the worst.When he was certain that he was ready to look inside, he got the sheet from the envelope and opened it.His eyes scanned the content of the paper and slowly, it slipped out of his fingers and floated to the ground. Tristan gasped as he gently sat on the bed, looking so shocked.The DNA result came out positive. Layla was his mother.He stared into space for what seemed like eternity. He couldn't believe it and yet, it was true. Very true.He ran his palms nervously on his hair, really dumbfounded. His mother has always been one call a away. She has always been where he could reach her.A mother who abandoned him when he was little. His hatred bursted out into the surface. He needed to send her away. Immediately.**Samantha paced about in her room, dialling a mom's line. She was s
Matteo came into the room after knocking. He met Tristan standing in front of the window. He bowed and looked at him. "Boss..""What? What is it?" Tristan asked without sparing him a glance."A massage came from Italy.""I'm in no mood for business. Business is closed till further notice." "Boss ...""I can't remember the last time I told you you can suggest or question my orders, Matteo." Tristan cut in, his voice cold.Matteo quickly bowed. "I'm sorry boss. I didn't mean to be persistent. I will take my leave now." Matteo left the room and Tristan turned away from the window. He was thinking hard on what to do. He knew Samantha could be in danger because of him but then,he had another pressing matter he needed to attend to.He didn't know how to face Layla, hiw newly founded mother. He didn't know if he still had the strong hate for her or not but one thing was sure.He would never be able to accept her. Never.There was another knock on the door and Tristan glared angrily at the
"You are a dominant." Gianna said again staring deeply into Tristan's eyes.Tristan stared back at her, shrugged his shoulder. "Does that bother you? Are you too big to surrender in bed?" He asked her, touching the sides of ger breasts.Gianna inhaled sharply and nodded. "You can't toe me up this way. You have to get it off." She whispered.Tristan chuckled and looked at her. "You are already dripping wet down there." Hr whispered into her ear and nibbled softly at her lower lips.Gianna moaned when his hand slid down between her legs. She spread them wider, her face heated with the burning desires to be touched.Tristan, seeing her submission processed with his touch. He gathered her into his arms, kissed her madly on the lips. His hands moved over to her breasts, cupped them and muddled them between his fingers.He has never seen anyone who has such creamy and elegant breast. The sight was maddening and he couldn't resist the huge to bend and take a sip from her pink taunt nipples.
It was a little bit dark in the room when Tristan walked in. Gianna was awake, she was sitting up quietly."Hey." Tristan whispered as he walked towards the bed. He sat at the edge and took Gianna's hand in his. "How are you now?"Gianna smiled and shrugged. "I've never been any better. Thank you."Tristan stared down at her stomach, smiled and looked back into her face. "My baby is still down there?"Gianna chuckled. "Yeah. She or he is still there, waiting for the day of arrival into the world. How did you get here? Why did you change your mind?"Tristan shrugged. "I don't know, perhaps... because I couldn't continue living without you, because I wanted to see Layla and to forgive her so I could get the burden off my chest.""You did the right thing, Tristan. The right thing..." Gianna's voice trailed off when she remembered all that Nelson had said."What's it? Are you okay?" Tristan questioned when he noticed the sudden change in her mood. Gianna turned and looked at him. "While
That same night, Tristan left the house quietly. He was glad that both his mother and Tracy were already fast asleep and that made it possible and easy for him to leave.He dialled the line which Nicholas had called him with as he walked briskly to his car. Just when he got in, Nicholas picked the call."I'm on my way right now, send the address to this number." Tristan said, starting the car engine."I already sent it. The police are just arriving! I will hang up now because I have to escape. He's going to kill me.""Wait... what is...?" Tristan stopped when the line clicked off. He threw the phone on the seat beside him and drove out of the compound, speeding away madly in the dark.**Nelson bursted into the room, rushing towards Gianna who looked very alarmed. The sounds of siren was all over the place which indicated that the police were around. Nelson grabbed Gianna, loosening the ropes bounding her. He jerked her up to her feet and started dragging her out of room.Struggling
Nicholas sat in the dark, thinking deeply on what to do. He needed to save Gianna at all cost, he needed to redeem his mistakes and real fast.He was still finding it hard to believe he helped abduct Gianna who was pregnant."I'm never going to forgive myself if anything happens to her, I need to talk to Tristan right away. No matter the consequences, I need to do this." Nicholas thought.He stood up and walked slowly towards the main entrance. He stood in front of the door, eavesdropping. He could hear Nelson, talking to Gianna. He backed the door, steadying his breath. He would have to wait for another opportunity to be alone with Gianna again, and that would enable him get Tristan's contact.Quietly, he left the main entrance back to the veranda.**"You're not going to achieve anything with what you are doing, give up already because you are about to hit rock bottom." Gianna said softly to Nelson who was seated in front of her.Nelson stared down at the cigarette between his fin
Samantha got home very late in the night and as she expected, Quentin and Agnes werr already waiting for her in the living room.They looked alarmed as she walked into the house. "Where have you been?" Agnes asked, standing up from the couch.Samantha looked at Quentin, she couldn't bring herself to tell him that his daughter was missing but she had to tell him somehow."I'm coming from Gianna's house...""Is something wrong?" Quentin asked when Samantha's voice trailed off.Samantha nodded, closing her eyes. "Gianna is missing, someone abducted her." Samantha said, wiping tears off her face. Quentin frowned, trying to understand what the girl was saying. "What do you mean by she's been abducted? By who?""My brother." Samantha replied with more tears.Agnes gasped, her hands covering her mouth. "Nelson?" Samantha nodded.Samantha nodded."Why? Why would he do that?" Agnes asked again."He's using her as a bait to get someone." Samantha replied. She looked at Quentin and all she
"He's calling again." Nelson laughed when Gianna's phone began to ring again in his hand. He answered the call and put the phone on loud speaker. "You never give up, don't you? Why don't you give up and just go to bed?""What do you want?" Tristan cold voice came from the other side of the line. "Tell me what he sh*t you want!" "I don't think you have what I want, b*stard. Do you have my father there with you? I will like to exchange him for your Gianna. She looks so pretty, you know. What shall I do with her?" Nelson asked in a menacing tone. "Why would I have you father? What the hell do you want?" Tristan asked again."Are you asking me that? You brought down my family you jerk! My father is suffering away in the prison and you dare ask me that? You want Gianna back, huh? Come find her.""Where are you?" Tristan asked in a stiff voice. He stood beside the road, glaring angrily. "Put Gianna on the line, I want to make sure she's fine." *Nelson stared down at Gianna and smiled ev
"Goddamit!" Tristan cursed, almost smashing the phone on the ground.Samantha was trembling. She just spoke to her brother and he sounded like a different person entirely."He's got Gianna! What are we gonna do!" Samantha panicked.Tristan stood akimbo, boiling and fuming with anger. "He doesn't know who he's dealing with. He's making a bug mistake with me." Tristan voice was extremely cold and deep.Samantha trembled more. She fear she might lose her brother and she couldn't stop thinking about Gianna. Why would Nelson ever think of abducting her? Why her? Sammy thought deeply."I should call Tracy and Layla, and let them know what's happening." Samantha said with trembling voice.Tristan didn't reply, he was too devasted to say anything. He sat down on the nearest sofa, contemplating on what to do."Don't call them yet." Tristan said just when Samantha was going to dial Tracy's line. "What? They have to know what's happening. At least, her mother." Samantha chipped in."I need to t
Gianna was coming back into the house after seeing Samantha off when her phone began to ring. She was a little bit surprised to see it was Nicholas."Hi. You finally called? How have you been!" Gianna asked excitedly."I've been... good...yeah... fine." Nicholas stammered badly from the other line."Are you sure you are okay? You sound tensed. Where are you now?""Huh?" Nicholas asked and Gianna had to repeat the question. "I'm still here in Philadelphia. Stranded." He replied."Oh no. That's very awful. What are you gonna do now? I can't seem to be of help right now." Gianna sighed. She got home and walked into the house, sat down on a chair."It's fine, Gianna. I just wanted you to know I'm okay. I will get a job soon enough and start all over again.""And your dad? How's he?" "He returned to the country side where my mother is. I think that's what's best for him at this month." Nicholas mumbled q reply."What happened to Nelson and his father though?" Gianna asked.The other side
Tristan made up his mind to go after his mother and sort things out.He went into his room and started getting ready for the small journey.There was a knock on the door and Matteo came in. "Boss...are you going somewhere?""Yeah. I'm taking your advice, I hope I'm not too late." Tristan said as he stuffed his clothes into a bag.Matteo smiled and sgihed his head. "You are not late, boss. Go on and do the right thing." He replied."I will be back tomorrow or the day after, then we can head back to Italy." Tristan said and Matteo nodded."Okay boss. Tahe your time... there's no hurry." Matteo replied and left the room.Tristan took his phone and dialled Samantha's line, she picked uo after the fourth ring."Tristan? I thought you would never call." Samantha's voice could be heard from the other line.Tristan sat down on the bed and ran a hand over his hair nervously. "I'm sorry, Samantha but things have not been easy. I need your help, I need to see Gianna.""Gianna? You miss her, don
The next morning, Gianna woke up feeling really sick. She sat up in bed, rushed to the bathroom and threw up."Oh no. I thought I got over this." She mumbled as she returned to her bed.Her mother must have heard her because she came running into the room."Gianna." She called, coming into the room. "Are you okay?" She asked as she sat beside her on the bed.Gianna shook her head, putting her head on the woman's shoulder. "No...I think I'm a little bit under the weather.""We have to go thr hospital then. Come on." Tracy urged, standing up."No. That's not necessary. I will get over it with some pills."Tracy sighed and stared down at her daughter. " Have you called the Tristan guy? What did he say?""He didn't the call, I guess he's busy." Gianna mumbled, laying back down comfortably.The door opened and Layla came in too. "Is she alright?" "Yeah...just a slight fever I guess." Tracy replied with a shrug."Then we should go to the hospital. It's dangerous to ignore it.""No, Layla.