“Vicky!" Eunice screams her name once she sees her amongst the crowd, “I have been looking everywhere for you".“Let's go home". Victoria says quietly, not wanting to talk about her whereabouts. She just wanted to go home, it was so late she worried about how Gerald would react.“Don't worry, I have made up a perfect lie you can tell Gerald ". Eunice says as if reading her mind, as they walk towards the exit door.Victoria sighs. “I hate lying to him". “I understand ". Eunice says quietly, “But did you enjoy yourself?"Victoria sends her a sharp glare, “I am never coming back here".Eunice smiles at her. “Don't worry, I will keep your secret ". She says and unlocks her car.“What are you talking about?" Victoria asked, feigning confusion.“Victoria, I saw you leave with a man to a private room" . She confesses.Victoria eyes snaps wide open. “It's not what you think, nothing happened".Eunice laughs, “Yeah, right ".“I'm telling the truth. His girlfriend came in and disrupted everyth
Victoria Morgan couldn't stop herself from replaying the video that Nelson had sent to her earlier that day. Despite her best efforts to resist, she found herself drawn to the forbidden pleasure it evoked—a pleasure that even her husband failed to provide. As she watched the video for the umpteenth time, she couldn't help but envy Mildred. She envied the intensity of Mildred's passion, the reckless abandon with which she gave herself over to desire. And as she watched, a voice inside her whispered, "Why not you?" The thought was both tantalizing and terrifying. Was she really considering giving in to her desires? She knew that doing so would be an act of betrayal against her husband, but the pull of pleasure was undeniable. She replayed the video once again, and began moaning soflty in sync with Mildred's moans. She was home alone with Cherish deep asleep in her nursery. Closing her eyes, she ran her fingertips over her left nipple, caressing it through the silky material of the dre
The room seemed to shrink around her as Gerald's words hung in the air, heavy with accusation and betrayal. Victoria felt her knees trembling, the weight of her actions crashing down upon her like a tidal wave. "I have no idea what you're talking about." she heard herself say.Gerald shook his head, a look of disgust twisting his features. "You've no idea? Is that really the best you can come up with?" he snapped, his voice laced with sarcasm. Victoria flinched at Gerald's words. What exactly did he know? She worried.He moved to her laptop and flips it open. “Want to explain this?"Victoria's eye popped wide, her jaw hung open as he played the video Nelson had sent to her. "Gerald, please," she begged, stepping forward to touch his arm. "It's not what you think, believe me".Gerald recoiled from her touch, his eyes blazing with fury. "How can I trust you, Victoria? How can I believe a word you say, when you've betrayed me like this?" The tension in the room was palpable, the air
Victoria tried all she could, to free herself from Nelson's hold, but he wouldn't let her go. The man had the strength of a stallion, she couldn't break free from him.“Let me go Nelson!" She screamed at him.“Not until you accept that you belong to me". he replied to her, tightening his hold on her.“Never!" She shouted at him.“Then you're not ready to leave".“Someone is going to see us and call the police on you". She said, trying to scare him.“Fine, then I will let the police know we had sex, and you want to dump me". he retorted.Victoria looks at him with shock.“Then everybody will know too, including your husband". he continued with his threat.“Are you trying to blackmail me?" Victoria asked, her voice trembling.Nelson's cold, calculating gaze never left Victoria's face, as if daring her to challenge him further. "Blackmail?" he repeated, his voice silky smooth. "I think of it more as insurance for our future together."Victoria shuddered as the weight of her predicament p
Gerald sat across from Eunice in a restaurant far away from home. He had invited her out to lunch because he needed some answers and he believed she could give them to him because she was his wife's closest friend at the moment.“Why are we here Gerald?" Eunice asks after they've made their food order.“I have some questions I believe you have answers to." He tells her.“About what exactly?" She probes.“Victoria." He answers simply, his gaze holding hers intensely.Eunice shifts uncomfortably in her seat, trying to gauge Gerald's intentions. She braces herself for the impending conversation, uncertain of what he might already know.Gerald clears his throat, his expression serious as he leans in slightly. "Eunice, I need to know about Victoria's recent activities. I've noticed some changes in her behaviour, and I can't shake the feeling that something's not right. You're her closest friend, you must have some insight."Eunice hesitates, torn between loyalty to her friend and her sense
As Gerald drives home, his mind is a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts. He replays the conversation with Eunice and his encounter with Mildred over and over in his head, trying to make sense of everything.Arriving home, he finds Victoria in the living room, engrossed in her phone. She looks up as he enters, a smile lighting up her face. "Hi, Gerald. How was your day?" she asks, her voice warm. Gerald forces a smile, trying to mask the turmoil churning inside him. "It was fine," he replies, his tone strained.Victoria frowns, sensing something amiss in his demeanor. "Is everything okay?" she questions, her concern evident. Eunice had just chatted her about their lunch, this was not the mood she was expecting.Gerald takes a deep breath, steeling himself for the conversation that needs to happen. "We need to talk," he says, his voice steady despite the storm raging within him.Victoria's brow furrows in confusion as she sets her phone aside, giving him her full attention. "About what
Mildred's heart pounds as she confronts Nelson, her hands trembling with a mix of anger and hurt. She finds him sitting on the bed in the hotel room, his expression one of feigned innocence as he looks up at her."Nelson, we need to talk," she says, her voice trembling with emotion.Nelson raises an eyebrow, his gaze flickering with curiosity. "What's on your mind, Mildred?" he asks, his tone casual.Mildred takes a deep breath, summoning all her courage as she meets his gaze. "I know about Victoria," she says bluntly, her words hanging heavy in the air.Nelson's expression falters for a moment, his mask slipping slightly before he quickly recovers. "What are you talking about?" he asks, his voice tinged with a hint of defensiveness.Mildred's jaw tightens as she refuses to back down. "Don't play dumb with me, Nelson. I know that you've been seeing her behind my back," she accuses, her voice trembling with anger.Nelson's facade crumbles as he realizes that Mildred knows the truth. "M
Nelson Brown heaves a deep sigh once Mildred has left the room. He knew he had hurt her, with his unwavering feelings for Victoria. But he couldn't do anything about it. There was just something about Victoria that possessed him. She was like oxygen, he needed her to live. And he knew she felt the same way too. Married and all, he cared less, he would have her soon, by his side.A sudden knock at his hotel room door commanded his attention. Who could that be? He thought as he moved to answer the door.“Mildred? I thought you've gone." He says with surprise in his tone.“I need you to fuck my brains out, till I can't feel this constricting pain in my heart," Mildred demanded, her voice urgent with need.Nelson, not wasting time, leaned in and kissed her. A horny kiss, his mouth coaxing hers open. She responded, with the stroke of her tongue against his. A delicious heat began to unfurl between their bodies.The heat snaked through Mildred's body, making her toes curl and her nipples ha
Every breath was a moan, Victoria titled her hips up, desperately needing to be filled. The shame was gone, she wanted him inside her. But sadly some other woman was the one getting the nine inches she knew so well.Victoria closed her eyes and imagined Nelson with her, lowering his body along hers, then his hands spread her legs wide apart, and before then she imagined his tongue against her most intimate of places. She surged forward against the mattress with a loud cry, and kept going as he continued licking her up.The feeling was familiar and exotic, the very reason she had always found it hard to totally turn her back on Nelson. In no time, she came loudly, her nails scratching against the bedsheet, and her body bucking uncontrollably.As she laid her head on her hands, she knew she wasn't done with him yet. Her insides still needed to be filled with his hard cock.Moments later, the hard length of his cock slid into her moist cunt. Victoria moaned as he pushed inside, one thick
Mildred hesitated for a moment, but then forced a calm smile. "Alright, Nelson," she said lightly. "Lead the way."He gestured for her to follow him, his movements sharp and commanding. As they made their way through the house, Mildred's mind raced. She knew that upstairs cry had to mean Victoria—or someone else—was being held against their will. She just needed to figure out how to confirm it and get the information back to Gerald without raising Nelson’s suspicions.Nelson led her into his study, a dark room lined with shelves of expensive leather-bound books and decorated with an air of superiority. He moved behind the massive oak desk and sat, gesturing for her to sit opposite him.Mildred took the seat, her back straight and her hands folded neatly on her lap. She could feel his eyes on her, trying to read her thoughts. She met his gaze with a composed smile."Now," Nelson said, leaning back in his chair, "tell me why you're really here. Spare me the act, Mildred. You're not one
As they dragged Becca toward the door, her eyes darted around the room, searching for anything she could use to defend herself, but she couldn't find any. So she kicked at the man’s shin, earning a grunt of pain but her defiance only seemed to fuel their aggression. “You’re going to regret that,” one of them snarled, grabbing her again with more force. This time, they didn’t hesitate. They bound her wrists with a zip tie and pulled a dark cloth bag over her head, plunging her into darkness. Becca’s breathing quickened as she felt herself being lifted and carried out of the room. Her muffled cries for help echoed in her own ears, but no one came to her rescue. Her mind raced with fear and determination. She couldn’t give up. Not yet. She had to believe that someone—Mildred, Victoria, anyone—would come for her. As the men loaded her into what felt like a vehicle, the sound of the engine roaring to life drowned out her muffled sobs. The vehicle jolted forward, carrying her away
Victoria sat on the couch, her chest heaving as pain radiated through her ankle and tears blurred her vision. Her thoughts swirled in a chaotic storm, but one thing was clear—she couldn’t give up.She needed another way to reach Gerald. She didn’t know how, but she would find one. Cherish was out there, scared and alone, and her daughter needed her to be strong.Gingerly, Victoria shifted her leg, testing the limits of her injury. The sharp sting confirmed what she already knew—it was bad, but she’d have to push through. She glanced toward the door Nelson had disappeared through. His shadow loomed over her life, controlling her every move.She clenched her fists. Not for much longer.Her eyes darted around the room, searching for anything that could serve as a weapon or a means to call for help. Her gaze fell on a table lamp. It wasn’t much, but it was heavy and could buy her a chance to escape if Nelson returned and got too close.Victoria reached for the lamp, her fingers brushing i
Victoria’s mind raced. She had to act fast, but she needed help. But who could actually help her? Her phone suddenly buzzed in her hand. She looked at it and saw a call from Gerald. With trembling hands, she picked the call, her heart pounding as she waited to hear the worst news ever. “Toria,” he whispered urgently when the call connected, “It's Cherish. She… she has been taken.”Victoria's sharp intake of breath was audible through the line. “What? How did it happen? Are you okay?”“I don’t know,” Gerald said, his voice breaking. “Last I remember, I was hit hard on the head. I woke up now and Cherish and her nanny are nowhere to be found.""It's Nelson." She told him immediately."How do you know?" he asked."He told me, though i thought he was bluffing." she answered, her eyes darting towards the direction Nelson had gone, hopin he wasn't listening on their conversation."I'm going to call the police on him." Gerald said firmly."No..." Victoria pleaded, "Please don't, he is goin
Victoria’s grip on the bag tightened as her mind scrambled for an explanation. The room felt suffocating under Nelson’s piercing gaze, his calm demeanor unnervingly deceptive.“I… I was just… taking some things to Gerald’s for our daughter,” she stuttered, forcing a shaky smile. “She’s been feeling down lately. I thought I’d spend the night with her.”Nelson’s eyes narrowed slightly, the faintest hint of a smirk tugging at his lips. He stepped closer, his imposing presence filling the room. “Cherish's feeling down, huh?” His tone was conversational, but there was an unmistakable edge to it. “Funny, you didn’t mention anything about this earlier.”Victoria swallowed hard, her heartbeat thunderous in her ears. “It just came up,” she said quickly, trying to steady her voice. “Her nanny called while I was out.”Nelson tilted his head, studying her like a predator sizing up its prey. “And you didn’t think to tell me before packing up and sneaking out in the middle of the night?”“I wasn’t
The mysterious photographer reviewed the pictures, their phone buzzing with an incoming message. They smirked as they attached several of the photos and hit send. Whoever was on the receiving end of those images had plans—and Victoria’s peaceful moment in the park was about to be disrupted in ways she couldn’t yet imagine.His phone buzzed again:Get the girl.An order that had an urgency tone to it. It was now or never.-----As Victoria drove home, the soft hum of the car’s engine filled the silence. Her mind was restless, still mulling over her conversation with Gerald. How was she ever going to get away from Nelson?Her phone buzzed in the console, and she glanced at the caller ID. It was Becca. Pulling over to the side of the road, she answered, curiosity prickling at her.“Becca? What’s up?” Victoria asked, trying to keep her tone light.“Victoria,” Becca’s voice was tense, almost shaky. “I need to tell you something. It’s about Nelson.”Victoria’s stomach tightened. “What about
The golden rays of the setting sun bathed the park in a warm glow. Laughter echoed as Victoria watched her daughter, Cherish, as she walked wobbly around the park, her curly hair bouncing with each step. Gerald chuckled beside her, his hands in his pockets as he admired their energetic one-year-old.“She’s unstoppable,” Gerald said, smiling.“She gets that from you,” Victoria replied with a teasing nudge.They walked side by side to a nearby bench, settling down as Cherish wobbled round and round, her giggles filling the air. For a moment, the world felt peaceful, and Victoria allowed herself to breathe.“I'm so gald we could spend today together as a family,” Gerald said, breaking the silence. His tone was casual, but his gaze was steady.Victoria hesitated, knowing exactly where this was heading. “I don't know if things can ever get back to normal.” she replied, avoiding his eyes.Gerald wasn’t convinced. “Nelson?” he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.Victoria’s heart skipped a
Nelson's hands roamed over her waist, pulling her closer as the heat between them intensified. Becca let out a soft gasp, her head tilting back as his lips found the curve of her neck.Her thoughts whirled, caught between the fire of the moment and the consequences that loomed over them. “Nelson,” she murmured, her voice trembling, “this… this is madness.”He paused, his breath warm against her skin. “Maybe it is,” he replied, his voice low and gravelly. “But you want this too, don’t you? The pull. The need.”Becca’s hands rested on his chest, her fingers clutching his shirt. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears as she searched his eyes. She could see the turmoil, the frustration that matched her own. But there was something more—something unspoken that made it impossible to step away.She bit her lip, her resolve weakening as his hand slid to the small of her back. “This doesn’t change what I think about you,” she said softly, her words more to herself than him.Nelson nodded, his foreh