Kismet…Rings of Truth
“Peter! Sneaky,” she burst out laughing. She leaned forward kissing him on the lips.
“Happy, love?”
“I thought I lost them.”
“I had them all along. First I was hurt thinking you really didn’t want me. Then I decided not to chase love, your affections or attention. At first you give yourself freely to me. I was the happiest man alive. Then I was confused especially after that phone call. I was furious with the thoughts if you don’t want me then what’s the point. I become further confused when I found you at Anna’s place being a gypsy of the rocks. It’s clear you didn’t recognize me but at the same time it was clear we couldn’t stay away from each other. So hope starts to grow in my heart. What I did realized instantly I should always be aware of your next action that always involved running or disappearing.”
“I did te
Tumbling shadowsSammy was the first to see the movement right in front of the road. The man and woman with the little boy in the middle were walking towards them right in the middle of the road. With a deep-seated knowledge, she knew they were her protection.“No, you’re dead! “Harold screamed. The car speed towards them then served to turn spinning around. While they went round and round the family was in their faces knowingly looking at Harold and Margie. The truth was out.“Watch out,” Margie screamed.Her world turned completely upside down spinning her mind out of control…Trust your instinct. It is an intricate part of all of us. You can feel it like an invisible cloth hanging onto your skin, crawling beneath the texture, alerting us to something just not right.You are a fool if you ignore the warning signs.Her whole life plays in front of her like an outline of a story
Echoes of Voices“Peter William,” she whispered in the night breeze, her heart still breaking with continuous treacherous feelings. Her mind keeps spinning back to a life she almost had. Some sections of her life she managed to recall in perfect clarity, like giving her virginity to him.Her eyes searched carefully looking for the always lurking Victor. He basically keeps her here hostage although he claims to be protecting her.Her finger brushes softly over the rings of kismet. They tell her the truth for what it was. Her husband certainly branded her as his for the rest of her life it seems. Just thinking of him brought forth heat that soared through her whole body, making her toes curl just remembering.The silent tears were ever present. Like always she feels the betrayal of heat building between the silken folds of her vagina.“I curse you Peter William but I still want you,” her voice ring through the night a
Feeling hurtfulSammy feeling very hurtful suddenly needs to uncoil her body. It didn’t matter whatever movement she was making her mind stayed active. She also felt all over a strange kind of sensitivity on her skin. Looking around she now recall she heard the roaring of a motorcycle at the place next door. Curious she sneaked towards the fence and looked over.Her heart starts to beat faster when she saw the shadowy man standing beside the huge motorcycle.“Wow! Wonder who he was? If he would just move that I can see his face.” The words slipped from her mouth with a fast beating heart.He lips twisted in remembrance about her constant hope of needing her husband but also being hurtful in his betrayal. She looked towards the full moon before she caught sight of the man walking towards the darken door.On impulse she clambered over the wall. She watched him vanished from sight. She quickly but carefully moves towards the
Watchful EyesSammy slept restlessly. Her body has been tossing and turning all night long, coiled with tension and unspent passion. Her eyes suddenly flew opened and her gaze was sleepily fixed on the open bedroom door. She looked a while at the door before she realized she had locked it earlier in the night. Her heart immediately starts to pound heavily in her chest.“Hello…” she crocked her voice. She licked over her dry lips trying to wet them. She had to swallow a couple of times to get her throat to swallow her spit.“Is…anybody there?” she asked in a whispered tone.Only silence was her answer. Slowly moving her body backwards with the intent to try and sleep again. This time she blinked several times and keep wiping repeatedly over her eyes but the darken shadow just stood there with his watchful eyes.“Who are you?” she managed to get the question over her dry lips.“I
Circle of Dreams“Sammy, where are you?” Victor step into the mansion clearly on a mission. He quickly placed his briefcase down on the table. His face covered with a look of frustration as he went in search of his wayward guest.“Where on earth is that girl?” he said furiously to himself.“Why are you yelling Victor?” Yvette looked up from the stack of documents that lay around her. He quickly noticed a couple of confidential documents.“Where is Sammy?”“What do you want from her now?”“Not your bloody business.”“You would find her somewhere in the mansion. You had that girl so convinced she was in danger that she wouldn’t dare leave the grounds.” Yvette said with suppressed laughter in her voice.“Shut up Yvette, she might hear you.”“I doubt that. The girl was doing a wonderful job avoiding us.”
Heart’s DesireSammy swung back and forth in the hammock beneath the shady trees, her eyes closed as her mind wandered miles away, towards a different place and a different time. In her mind’s eye, she saw the silhouette of her heart, cast in shadows. Tears streamed down her face, twisted with sadness. Her heartache ran so deeply, it felt as though it would break into a million pieces. She was such a different person once she discovered the meaning of love then in the blink of an eye….Sammy felt the sadness wrap around her with such force, she was startled into wakefulness, gasping for breath and holding her hand across her heart. It dawn on her that she really was alone, her mind kept remembering….She had briefly known a butterfly dream, but her wings were cut, reducing her to a broken little bird. The longing of her heart brought forth the picture that was hers to behold. Blue skies open spaces and a handsomely smiling face
Kismet’s MemorySammy tried to run past her cousin but was caught firmly by the arm. She halted full stop. Sighing deeply she sat down beside the table. It was just a question of time before this conversation was to start.It has been weeks now that she silently kept vigilant watch without saying anything. Now it seems today was that day for a huge talk which would end up in an argument.“What happened outside Sammy? Why were you running? What did Victor Jensen did or says?”“There is nothing to worry about Charlie Victor and I had a bit of an argument.”“And as usual you are not going to explain why you still keep that man around. Are you involved?”“I am married, Charlie.”“I am beginning to wonder about that.”The lightly older woman had a curious look in her eyes.Sammy felt the sudden fury washed over her face.“What do you
Heart’s memoriesSammy learns the smallest step in the right direction ends up being the biggest step of her life. Heart’s memories are about to come flooding back. She sits in the bed staring into space. She can feel her inner door slowly opening.“May we come in?” Charlie looked around the doorframe a bit uncertain.“Hello cousin,”“May I enter?”“I am confused, moments’ ago it was ‘we’ now it’s just you.” Sammy kept her expression bland.“Okay, it is just me for now,” Charlie pushed the door opened and entered. She carries a sports bag with her, “I thought I bring clothes but you can always say if you prefer hospital fashion.”“Full of nonsense as usual, cousin.” Sammy smiled softly looking at her cousin who seemed different, more mature. “You seem happy Charlie.”“I am,” sh
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