Masks of Deception
Peter and the man who stayed mask enter the house. The gun concealed within the folds of his clothes. Going towards the study, both were halted.
“What are you doing here?” Leo eyes them curiously where he stands just in the door both dogs at his side.
“I need some money from the safe. This isn’t your business though. Step aside.” Peter look at him with a sharpness they shared when doing delicate business. It was a warning.
Peter step into the study, his captor for the moment shortly on his heels. Going directly to the safe behind the painting of his mother, he unlocked it.
“Don’t move,” come the command from behind him.
He turns facing the man and the pointed gun.
“Step aside. I know you rich men. You always have firepower within the safe. Whatever is in there I’ll take. Move away but stay within my sight.”
Peter move to the corner sta
Rings are callingSammy found her way back to Anna’s place. She was in full flight but a very strange urge made her end up here…There was this burning in her heart but her mind can’t see to comprehend what it was. She just has this deep-seated sense of loss.Peter followed an instinct that doesn’t make sense to his way of thinking. He was back at the place where he wasn’t sure if it’s because of Sammy or that elusive bells girl. He came to the full decision to follow his heart no matter how crazy the path might seems. He was literally leading himself by the rings of truth’s nose…Peter just settled in the guest room feeling very impatient and restless. He keeps circling the room wondering what he should do then suddenly he rushed out of the guest house rounding the place then finding him on the beach where she stood minutes ago. She was just gone. Reacting on pure instinct he listened and he heard the be
ConfusionPeter was completely baffled about the behavior of his wife. He pitches to hire a couple of detectives to search her past yet he strongly felt protective too. He feels it his duty to learn about her on his own and according to what becomes available to him. He frowns looking towards the other bedroom rooms wondering…The only one who can answer him just run like her life depended on. He was a hard driven man who dealt with any problem that comes his way but he should find ways to understand the woman who caught him. One moment passionate fire than that fear…why?Rubbing his face while he keeps trying to figure out the possible reason for that fear and why was there such sadness with the blink of an eye“Sammy Hoffman, who are you gypsy?” the questioned echoes in the room unanswered.Sammy sat naked on her bed; her shaken legs had barely carried her to the bed when she had taken flight. Her body shook wit
CirclesSammy sits quietly in the chair in her bedroom. She was completely thrown by that heart stopping loaded question still ringing in her mind. Sitting motionless every instinct within her body screams her answer.“What is it with this man?” she voiced the question that simply burst from her lips. It dawn on her that she only felt excitement with him around or simply in her thoughts, there was no room for her usual fear.“Will you marry me, Sammy?” he had asked. Her instinctive answer surged continuously throughout her very being.Getting onto her feet circling the bedroom very restless wanting to blurt out her answer but not sure either. She senses just at the edge of her unconscious mind that there was something she was forgetting.“I can choose to move with faith and accept his proposal or I can take flight again.” She observes loudly to hersel
Secrets….ShadowsSammy sits there carefully thinking about what she just learned in the last couple of minutes. She came home but was it home?First, the woman in the kitchen was shocked seeing her.Second, who was the woman? She suggested she was her godmother.Third Uncle Harold and she have objections about her returned. Whatever was going on here, she was raised in this house and she felt certain.Just sitting there while her mind was whirling a mile a minute trying to figure out the situation she was now in. Really just not so long ago finding herself lost in Cape Town, instinct showed her the path to this house. Could she just be over-tired or was something amiss here? Is it safe to stay here?Sammy slips from the house, practically sneaking away from the woman who was over loading her with attention. The interrogation of her traveling through the country was too intense to her liking. It sometimes felt like the woman w
Memories...Sammy stands looking around but there was no sign of the car. Slipping from what she now realized was the graveyard she found her way back to the house.Sammy enters the kitchen with a couple of question in mind.“Uncle Harold, where is my parents?” She asked pointedly with a very direct look in her eyes.The man seems startled into paleness. His eyes darted so fast to his wife it was impossible for her not to notice.Sammy watches them struggling to find an appropriate answer. She also realized she left herself open to queries from their side.“It’s been a while since you asked me this. Why now all of a sudden,” Harold watches her with a sharp look of suspicion.“I was just curious. Tell me again the tale, please.”“I don’t think it’s a good idea.”“Please, Uncle Harold. Tell me the tale again.”Sammy watches Harold
The past…The present Sammy stood in her usual spot in front of the window overlooking the city of Cape Town. The city was still drenched in pouring rain. Her hand was wrapped around the hot cup of coffee. It took a while before she realized silent tears were streaming down her face. “Now why is that?” she softly questions herself. “Peter…” How, Why. She shook her head completely unsure what to think of the man. She knows she found him at Anna’s place but sometimes he talk like he met her somewhere else too. This really puzzles her. “I don’t understand…” she said as usual to herself only to hear the echo of her voice bounced around in the spacious room. She turned and looked at the apartment again, as this was also another puzzle she doesn’t have a clue how to solve. The sadness that somehow now stayed with her clawed around her heart then suddenly startled she watched almost hypnotize
Two men…various reasonsSammy has two men in her life for various reasons. That was a dilemma she still has to figure out but the question now what will she discover. Their presence in her life makes her feel bruised and raw not completely sure why and this makes her very vulnerable feeling completely sensitive. She was startled into awareness with the question…“What are you doing here?”Peter was aggressive now, he stood up with a menacing intent but at whom was it directed now, Sammy wonders. She stood motionless as her curious eyes wonders over the beauty of a woman. Her hair was midnight black that was styled immaculate smoldering dark eyes to match her olive skin. Everything about the woman speaks off a sexual sophisticated femininity. She certainly was men’s’ ultimate fantasy mere ordinary women like her won’t ever stand a chance beside her. The very idea instantly irritates her.Sammy stood watc
Web of Deception “Sammy I shouldn’t have asked that question,” “No, don’t be sorry. Your question deserves an answer. Let me tell you a secret as far as I can recall. I must admit my memory sometimes was a bit fuzzy. I once had a crush on this slightly older boy. I was crazy about him. He was the type of boy that’s any girl’s dream boat, excuse the expression. I remember there were white hospital walls and I still eagerly looked for him but I soon learned he run away leaving me behind and crashing all my dreams of us being together.” Sammy suddenly stood no longer in the mood for the whole conversation. She just wants to be alone. Peter watched her go but did nothing to stop her. Sammy inserted her key into the lock and entered the apartment. Earlier telling Peter that story made her concern as to the whereabouts’ of that tale. It just over familiar popped into her memory. Stepping into the place firstly annoyed and secretly p
Kismet…Rings of Truth Sammy opened her eyes. The briefest moment everything was pitch black. It felt like she was in a coiling tumble of deception. Her only decent a downward spiral. She felt trapped in a kind of fantasy but it might be her reality. She blinked her eyes in the hope of finding light. Like magic the darkness was replaced by the enlightening casting of a blazing inferno, flames danced around her, leaving the sense of sexual electricity but in the same time the reality of a real fire. She stood within the circle of her continuous tumbling fall. Fear should be part of her reality since she stood within the embrace of dancing flames. It was like she was fascinated by something the flames were writing for her eyes. The flames formed two circles but for the moment the meaning eluded her. She felt her fingers burning but when she looked it was like she must forget what there should be. Instead a name a name was given to her. “Peter,” with the name come desire, sacrifice. Th
Flight of Fight“Run Sammy!” Peter yelled while he shared punch for punch with a very furious Victor Jensen. It was quickly clear that her presence was a distraction for her husband. Turning she start to run down the length of the beach. Her very actions were over familiar. Like so many months ago she heard the approaching helicopter again.“Sammy, stop,” called the voice from behind her.She stopped a moment to see who was calling behind her. She saw him storming towards her but something about him brought forth a flash of long forgotten memories…She saw herself as a very lonely child, her brother just buried. She blinked her eyes, her memories clouded within the fogginess of darkness. She feels the fingers of fear crawling over her skin.“Sammy, wait for me,” called the voice again.She knew somewhere within herself she should move but it still feels like she was playing in her own movie. The fear was now crawling through her heart, showing her she must hide away.“No, I refuse,” s
UncertaintySammy realized again fear her master of her constant behavior, could it be that it blinded her to something about Victor she apparently has missed but somehow instinctively was already reacting too. Maybe she should ask Peter about her reactions. This was his chosen profession apart from being a business man in their shared company. He must have an insight into her victim’s behavior.Stepping from the shower she wrapped a big fluffy towel around her frame then another around her head. Opening the door leading into the bedroom she found him in another corner going over the files she brought along. He had produce a laptop on which he was typing on seriously until he was aware of her again.“Peter…” she hesitate.He looked up at her his face serious. “Is something wrong?”“I have a question but I am not sure how to phrase it.” She bites her lower lip.“Just ask any way
Rising infernoSammy feels the rising inferno within her heart building. She just stood there but was no longer looking at them. Her mind was like a blaze debating her options as to what she wants to do. She felt like a woman used and discard like yesterdays entertainment section.The moment he convinced her she can trust him this woman obviously showing her claim. While still looking internally wondering if she should attack both and give this strange people entertainment or she simply very carefully closes the door.The words formed in her mind, come to think about it now, did he simply used that incident of the bomb as a way out of their affair? Her brown eyes dark with fury lifted again searching for the man who owned her body and her soul, finding him smiling along with the witch besides him. Earlier his smile with her was intimate telling silently of the passion they shared last night. What did he share with lady lethal?“Well Sammy, what will the path?” she whispered very softl
Flames of Desire“Peter…” she feels the burning flames of desire coursing through her.“Patience, my love we have waited a long time.”His hand moved away from her panty barrier slipping across the curve of her hips moving beneath her back flipping her over while he landed on his back.Sammy moved on top to straddle his waist, grinning down at him. Looking into his eyes she saw an emotion that filled her whole being. Trust versus lust, leaning forward she kissed him gently probing carefully before exploring the depths of his mouth.Peter deepened the kiss while his hands was moving up and down her back letting her know she was the one setting the pace. He felt her body shifting before he caught another one of her surprise breathes.“You certainly are ready for action,” she whispered close to his ear before nipping on his earlobe. She feels his grin against her neck.“Take the j
Counting minutesSammy counted the minutes wondering where Pete went. A thought occur to her making her get up onto the feet. It was suddenly important to her that he not think she was a cowed little girl when trouble strikes. She had seen the type of woman he works with, she discovered a jealous streak.Searching for the object that went through the window she found it partly hidden beneath the corner table. Something was attached to it looking at it while considering if she should touch it. Whatever it was the thing seems all wrong too. At first glance it look like a brick but the more she studied it the material seemed too soft almost like clay. On pure instinct she moved.She took a bee line for the opened door. She practically runs a returning Peter of his feet just as the little bang went off. Together they went tumbling before stopping at last on the last step. She was wrapped tightly in his arms their heart beats irregular. Both heard an engine
Secrets unfold“Who are you, Peter William,” She asked so softly wondering if he heard her.Sammy looked at the giant computer waiting for her to fill it up with information. It was half an hour ago that Peter asked her to capture information into the thing waiting for her. It was rather curious that he asked her or was it his way of letting her briefly into a part of his professional life. Looking around when at first she thought the office was barren, it was just an illusion. Now with the touch of a switch it becomes fully computerized.Reaching for her cup of coffee she sips looking at the stacks of files. Smiling faintly with a thought she always has about herself, she might sometimes looks like a bimbo although of late she has turned herself into a granny look-alike, she was efficient in what she does.Usually it was just David and her but they shared a healthy work competition in their normal work environment that it sometimes s
Emotional Dilemma “Peter, what are you thinking?” she asked curiously. He looked up startling her with the simmering anger she found in his dark eyes. His gaze wandered over her clearly taking note of her appearance for the day. Her curls make her look very adorable. He frowned when he studied her grey shirt that was button closed beneath her chin. Her grey slacks and practical shoes just as severe unfeminine. “I am ready when you are,” he said simply while finishing his breakfast. “You were serious when you said you are going to work with me?” Sammy asked stunned. “Yes,” short and to the point. “You can’t Peter,” “Yes I can and I am going to. Eat something, as I don’t want you to faint,” “Peter, no.” “Sammy, don’t argue with me,” He stood carried his plate to the dishwasher. Once finished there, he round the counter and kiss her briefly before leaving her alone. She looked at her food having no
Playful interactions “Sammy,” “Hmm,” “What are you going to do this morning? I have noticed the last couple of days you didn’t go to work.” He stood behind her as his fingers sliding down her arm until his own circled around the brush which she released to him. “I should go back to the office, shouldn’t I?” she couldn’t conceal the sudden tension in her voice. “I will play your body guard,” Sammy searched for his eyes within the mirror, finding them dark and serious. She watched his hand reached out and allow his fingers to brush through her curls. Then with smooth gentle strokes he starts brushing her hair. The basic intimacy of his gesture instantly has her weak-kneed. “Are you serious Peter? You are a senior partner in the company.” Sammy watched him intently waiting for his answer, needing to trust him. “Very much Sammy I was stupid once, never again.” His seriousness created goose bumps on her naked arm. His hand was brushing her hair making playful styles. The electrici