Victoria Morgan walks into her new boss's office without even knocking. She was too angry to do such a civilized thing. Stella who was in the office with their boss at that moment was shocked by Victoria's entrance."Toria how can you barge in like that?" Stella asked, stunned by her guts, but Victoria's gaze didn't budge for one second. She just stood at the entrance, glaring at Nelson."Can you give us a moment?" Nelson said to Stella. She nods and leaves them both alone in the office."You can't be acting like that here Toria, you're gonna raise eyebrows." He began in a rather shocking calm tone."What evil plan do you have rolled up your sleeve Nelson?" She asked caring less of what he said. She needed to address a more important issue."I don't get what you mean." He answered confused."What do you want with Bianca?" She probes."Wow, you know Bianca?" He said with surprise, "Have you been stalking me?" He added musingly."Don't flatter yourself. Bianca is my friend and she told
Victoria Morgan was surprised to hear a knock at her door very early the next day. She wasn't expecting anyone, not Gerald in the least. It was a weekend and all she wanted was to be alone.She finally opens the door, and Becca her friend stood with a concerned look on her face. "Good morning Becca." She greeted. "Good morning Toria." Becca replies, walking herself in. "Can you tell me what's really going on?" She quickly asks Victoria."What are you talking about?" Victoria asked, confused."Gerald called me last night." Becca says and Victoria sighs deeply."I have a salon to open and get running so you better start talking." Becca continues but Victoria kept mute as her eyes got teary."Why did you turn down his marriage proposal? Is it because of the sex thing you complained about before?" Becca asks her.She shakes her head."Then what?" Becca asks exasperatedly."I've been cheating on him." She blurted out and begins to cry."What? Since when? With who?" Becca asked shocked."
Nelson grabs a handful of Toria's right breast and starts squeezing and playing with it in his palm. Victoria bites back the moan threatening to slip past her lips as he pinched one nipple roughly.They were both naked in her living room, lying on her couch with Nelson leaning slightly on top of her as he lavishes her breasts. "I'm going to give you so much pleasure that you'll cum and cum, until you can't cum anymore". He smirked as her eyes grew wide at his words and her head tilted back as soft whimpers leaves her and heat flooded her body. Shivers of anticipation and lust ran rampant through her body.Nelson lips left her breast and landed on her neck and he nibbled, sending shivers all through her body. Slowly her returned to her breast, easing down to her cleavage area, soon he engulfs her left nipple completely in his mouth and sucks it into his warm mouth, flicking it with his tongue as the other hand tweaked and pinches the other breast. He tugged roughly at the nipple he was
Victoria Morgan sniffles as she pens down her resignation letter. She has done nothing but cried for the past three days while thinking of what to do. One thing she was sure of was she had to disconnect herself from Nelson. She has become someone she was not proud of ever since Nelson walked into her life. She missed the old innocent and naive Victoria she used to be. Victoria signs the letter and puts it in an envelope. She was going to fight for Gerald's love back. It was all she needed to get her life back on track. She knew she had to be strong, Nelson had a way of getting through to her. She had to make sure it didn't happen this time. A happy ever after life with Nelson would be futile because all he had to offer was sex, and he had also made it clear that it was the ultimate to him. But loyalty, trust and love were far more important, and being with Gerald promises all that.Nelson rummaged his office. He was angry as hell at how things had turned out between him and Victoria
As Victoria Morgan walks into her apartment, she drops down on the floor and cries her eyes out. The day didn't go half the way she expected. Everyone had moved on with their lives leaving her behind. Even Becca she thought was her friend had betrayed her. The most painful one she had to come to terms with was Gerald; she has lost him for good. She could tell from the hate in his voice when he spoke to her. Victoria shrieks in pain. No body wants to be associated with her, not even Nelson. He has already replaced her. To think he was the one who put her life in jeopardy. Victoria stood up and stared blankly. Nelson can't get away with this. She looks around, picks her hand bag and heads to the door then hesitates to open it. Then what she saw in Nelson's office that morning flashes through her mind. Then she opens the door and walks out.Nelson couldn't shake the look on Victoria's face when she saw him and Bianca that morning out of his mind. He grinned. At least now she felt what it
Victoria Morgan twitches her nose several times as she perceives a nice aroma. She finally opens her eyes and at first her surroundings are all a blur. She sees a figure approaching her where she lay on the bed. The closer the figure got, the clearer her sight, until she was able to recognize him, then she gasped.“Gerald?!" Was she dreaming? What was Gerald doing in her house, cooking her breakfast?“You're finally awake". He says, his expression blank, giving no emotion.“Are you really here, or am I dreaming?" She asked, then winced, as she felt a heavy ache in her head.“I will get you a pain relief for your headache". He says and turns to leave.Victoria's confusion lingered as she watched Gerald move away. The room felt strangely familiar, yet the details were elusive. She hesitated, still uncertain whether this was reality or a dream unfolding before her.As Gerald returned with a pain reliever, she couldn't shake off the surreal atmosphere. "What's going on, Gerald? Why are y
One Month Later...Nelson Brown sighs as he walks into Becca's salon. He couldn't let his pride get in the way again. He missed Victoria, and needed to know her whereabouts. For the past one month, he hasn't been able to reach her on the phone or even at her residence. Has she done it again? He thought within himself. Was she trying to get away from him again? When would she learn that they were meant to be together. He sighs again.“What brings you here?" Becca says immediately she sees him.“They don't greet people where you come from?" He responds sarcastically.“This is my salon, I greet who I want to". She retorts, her face carrying a frown.“Anyway, I didn't come here to exchange words with you". He replies. “Where is Toria?" He asks after a brief silence.“Are you for real?" She asks with a scoff.“Can you tell me where she is?" He demands.“I thought she was with you all this while. Bianca said she saw her last at your house". “She left that same day, and I haven't seen her ev
Becca sighs in frustration again for the umpteenth time as she scans through the counter in a shopping mall, and doesn't find what she is looking for to buy.“This is the third supermarket!" She says exasperatedlyto herself . ”Am I ever going to find those hair products". She continued loudly. Then suddenly she hears someone call her name. It was a familiar voice, and immediately she heard it, she spins around to see if she heard right. “Gerald?!" She screams in surprise the moment she sets her eyes on him.“Becca how are you doing?" Gerald says to her.“Where on earth have you been?" She asks him instead, as she moves closer to him.“I moved into my own house"? He answers.“Wow, that's good". Becca replies and hugs him lightly. “I decided not to disturb you because I know you needed space and time". She continues, sending him a flirtatious smile. ”I must say, you really look good". She adds.“Thanks". Gerald replies simply.“We should have lunch together, so we can catch up". She qu
Mildred’s phone buzzed with a message. She glanced at it, her brow furrowing. “It’s from Bianca,” she said. “She’s in trouble. Carlos caught her trying to escape with files. She managed to send the documents to Gerald, but she’s still in his clutches.”Victoria gasped. “We can’t leave her behind!”“We won’t,” Gerald said, gripping the steering wheel. “But first, we secure you and the files. Bianca knew the risks and trusted us to use what she found. If we don’t, her efforts will have been in vain.”The car sped through the dimly lit streets, the tension inside as palpable as the stakes they faced. Victoria leaned her head back, her mind spinning with possibilities and fears.After what felt like an eternity, they arrived at a secluded building on the outskirts of the city. Gerald parked the car and ushered the women inside. The safe house was modest but secure, equipped with multiple locks and reinforced windows.“Stay here,” Gerald said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “I’m go
The ballroom’s air grew thick with tension, every eye in the room fixed on Victoria. Cameras clicked furiously, capturing her poised figure as she stood at the microphone. Nelson’s smile remained frozen in place, though the fury in his eyes betrayed his unease.Victoria gripped the edges of the podium, steadying herself. She could feel Nelson’s presence looming behind her like a dark shadow, but Gerald’s steady gaze from across the room gave her the courage she desperately needed.“Love is a beautiful thing,” she began, her voice trembling slightly but gaining strength with each word. “It’s built on trust, honesty, and mutual respect. But when any of those are missing, what remains is an illusion—a façade meant to deceive.”A ripple of murmurs swept through the crowd. Nelson’s hand tightened into a fist by his side, his mask of charm beginning to crack.“Nelson has spoken so eloquently tonight about love and partnership,” Victoria continued, turning her head slightly toward him, her t
Her bare feet pounded against the cold concrete as she ran, her breaths ragged. She didn’t know where she was going, but escape was her only thought. The thought of Carlos recovering, pushed her forward, her desperation fueling her speed.Bianca spotted a staircase at the end of the hall and bolted toward it, her heart hammering. If she could just make it to his study and get her hands on those files, she might have a chance to put a stop to Nelson evil schemes.Once Bianca reached Nelson's private study, she pushed the door open and quickly stepped inside, her eyes scanning the room. The polished desk, lined with papers and a sleek laptop, where he had taken her the day she arrived, stood at the center. She moved swiftly, rifling through drawers and documents.“Here!” Bianca exclaimed, holding up a folder labeled Confidential. Her eyes widened as she skimmed its contents—proof of Nelson’s blackmail schemes, financial fraud, and threats against influential figures.“This should do it.
Nelson set his glass down with a sharp clink against the mahogany desk. His jaw clenched as he leaned back in his chair, contemplating his next move. Bianca’s defiance was an irritation he hadn’t anticipated. She had always been strong-willed, but this time, her resistance threatened to disrupt his meticulously laid plans.He reached for the intercom, pressing a button. “Bring me Carlos. Now.”Minutes later, Carlos, his most loyal enforcer, entered the study. Dressed in black, his imposing figure carried an air of silent menace.“You called, Mr. Brown?” Carlos asked, his voice steady and cold.Nelson leaned forward, his fingers steepled under his chin. “Bianca is becoming a problem. She’s making too much noise in that room. I need you to remind her why she’s here and ensure she stays quiet. Do whatever it takes—but keep her alive. She still has a role to play.”Carlos nodded, his expression unchanging. “Understood.”“And Carlos,” Nelson added as Carlos turned to leave, “if she so much
Nelson sat behind his desk, sipping a glass of whiskey while reviewing a list of influential guests for the wedding announcement party. His assistant, stood nearby, taking notes on his instructions."Make sure every major media outlet is there," Nelson said, his tone smug. "I want this event to dominate headlines. Victoria and I will be the power couple of the decade."His assistant nodded, but her eyes flickered with unease. "Of course, Mr. Brown. And about Bianca—she's been making a lot of noise in the room she is locked in."Nelson’s expression darkened, his grip tightening on the glass. "Yes. Find her. I will take care of that."His assistant nodded and quickly left the room.----Bianca sat on the edge of the small cot in the dimly lit room, her arms folded tightly across her chest. She had stopped pacing hours ago, choosing instead to conserve her energy for the inevitable confrontation. When the sound of a key turning in the heavy metal door reached her ears, her body tensed.
The next morning, Gerald paced his living room, his phone pressed tightly to his ear. His concern for Victoria and Cherish was mounting, and now Bianca’s absence added to his unease. When the line finally connected, he exhaled in relief. “Gerald?” Mildred’s voice came through, curious and slightly alarmed by the early call. “Is everything okay?” “No, not really,” Gerald admitted, running a hand through his hair. “Have you heard from Bianca?"Mildred frowned, her voice turning serious. “No, I haven’t. The last time we spoke was two days ago. She hasn’t returned my calls, and it’s unlike her to go silent like this. Why? What’s going on?” Gerald hesitated, glancing toward the window as he gathered his thoughts. “I think Nelson has something to do with this,” he said finally. “He told Victoria last night to call me and forced her to tell me to sign the divorce papers. He even threatened Cherish.” Mildred gasped, her grip tightening on her phone. “That man is a monster. Did Victori
Realizing she was cornered, Bianca exhaled sharply and pulled the folder from her bag. She held it out to him, her jaw clenched. “There. Happy?” Nelson took the folder, but instead of opening it, he studied her face. “You’re clever, Bianca, but you’re not as clever as you think. What were you planning to do with this?” She tilted her chin defiantly. “Nothing. I was curious, that’s all.” “Curious,” he repeated, his tone mocking. He stepped closer, towering over her. “Curiosity can be dangerous. Especially when it involves me.” Bianca swallowed hard but refused to break eye contact. “Are you going to let me go or not?” Nelson's smirk faded into a steely glare, and the tension in the air thickened. He didn’t need to raise his voice to command attention. With a flick of his wrist, the guard tightened his grip on Bianca’s arm.“You think I’m just going to let you walk out of here after this stunt?” Nelson asked, his voice calm but icy. “I don’t think so.”Bianca’s defiance falt
Bianca's panties were already soaked by the time they got into Nelson's study. "I would have preferred the bedroom." she said in a hoarsed voice."No place I can't please you." Nelson retort and then bends her over the desk, "I remember this is your favorite position."Nelson’s hands gripped Bianca’s hips as he bent her over the desk, his movements assertive, dominating. The room was dimly lit, the shadows playing across the dark wood of the study. Bianca’s breath hitched as his fingers traced the curve of her spine, teasingly slow, yet firm in their intent.“You haven’t changed a bit,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with amusement. “Always craving the thrill of the forbidden.”Bianca tilted her head slightly, glancing back at him with a smirk. “And you’ve always loved being in control, haven’t you?”Nelson’s chuckle was dark as he leaned closer, his breath hot against her neck. “It’s not just control. It’s about knowing I’m unforgettable.” He rubbed his bulge against her butt
Bianca sighed as she finished her wine, the weight of the situation finally catching up to her. She stood, smoothing the fabric of her dress, and glanced at Gerald and Mildred.“There’s one more thing,” she said hesitantly, her voice softer now. “Nelson mentioned something about ‘everything being ready’ soon. I don’t know what he’s planning, but it sounded like there’s a timeline.”Gerald’s frown deepened. “Did he give any indication of what ‘ready’ means?”Bianca shook her head. “No. He’s being cryptic, as usual. But it sounded important—something he’s been working on for a while. Maybe it has to do with the wedding, or maybe it’s something bigger.”Mildred leaned forward, her expression serious. “If there’s a timeline, we need to move faster. We can’t let him go through with whatever he’s planning.”Bianca nodded, her confident demeanor returning. “I’ll do what I can. I’ll keep pressing him, and see what else I can get.” she said and grabbed her purse and headed for the door. “I’ll