Before I had the chance to even process what was happening, she abruptly rose from her chair and grabbed my hand. Within a matter of moments, I found myself on the ground with my knee throbbing in pain.Unable to contain it any longer, tears of agony started streaming down my cheeks.“You’re planning to kill me, huh?”I nervously bit my bottom lip, pleading with her to let me go as I looked into her eyes.Deep down, I knew she didn't have the heart to say no; she was too familiar with my plan and why it was so important for me to see it through.She had seen me struggle in the past and wanted nothing more than for me to have a chance at achieving my goals.“How dare you! I am your mother! I raised you! I brought you to this world!”She had reached her limit and began to forcefully drag me along with her, though I didn't know where we were going. As she marched me forward, a sense of dread crept up throughout my entire body.My anguish was so loud that I thought my throat would tear ap
“Mother! Stop!”I could feel the anguish deep within my bones as she pushed me inside my old room.Fear and dread raced through me like lightning, and the memories of my past came flooding back to me with a vengeance. A dozen emotions overcame me, from sadness to despair, anger to terror, as I was met with ghosts that threatened to consume me completely.The sight of this place had an instant effect on my entire being – it made all the hairs on my body stand on end in response to its energy.She had returned me here, to this place that felt like an eternity of torment, the place where all my dark memories began.I slowly lifted my head up to meet her eyes when I heard the click of the door as she locked it behind her.Mother stooped down to her knees, smiling at me with those piercing eyes of hers. I felt a knot in my stomach as she pinched my cheeks harder than usual, causing pain.“Do you have any idea how long I have been looking for you?”She began tracing my skin with her long na
Its been two days since my mother brought me back to this place, a place I can only refer to as my own personal hell. Though the walls of this house may be familiar, the atmosphere feels alien and oppressive.Memories from my childhood haunt me from every corner.Nevertheless, I could not help but be reminded of the conversation we had regarding my father's whereabouts last night.Instinctively, I was prompted to look for him and ask 'Why?' Why he did the things he did to my mother. Even though this part of me was so strongly urging me for answers, another part felt like I should remain in the dark.After all, I had never encountered him before, not in the entirety of my life. I was aware of his existence and could recognize him from a distance, but we had never personally interacted with one another.He’s probably dead already or something.I yelped in fright when a searing pain unexpectedly manifested in my stomach. I hurriedly looked down and gasped at the shocking sight before me;
“Honey, ohhh! Yes! Do it faster! Harder! More! AH!”I couldn't help but groan as I grasped my secretary's ample chest, feeling her supple breasts bouncing under my touch.Her legs were spread wide as she lay on this table in my office, and I was giving it to her with fervor. She moaned with each thrust of mine, acquiescing to my needs without reserve. The sight before me was too tempting to resist; I could feel all that power of controlling her surrendering body beneath me transferring into myself.She bit her lower lip and her eyes rolled in pleasure as I grasped both of her legs and gently lifted them above my shoulder. I could feel the anticipation radiating off of her as my hands moved up, caressing her calves lightly while she trembled with delight. Her chest rose and fell faster as I watched, feeling my own heart rate increase in response to hers. With every touch, we were sinking deeper into the moment until suddenly she moaned softly, the sound enough to jolt me.“Ahhh! Yes, d
She inhaled deeply, as if she had suddenly surfaced from the depths of the ocean.She gasps for breath, her hand pressed against her chest as she tries to calm herself down. My gaze lowers as I take in the sight of her damp clothing tightly enveloping the curves of her body. I feel my throat become dry at this momentary glimpse of her beauty, and before I know it my heart is pounding in my chest. The soft fabric catches the light of lamp posts outside, briefly illuminating slight droplets of condensation that cling to its edges.“W-who are you?”Before I could even utter a word, she abruptly moved away and curled up into a ball, her knees tucked tightly against her chest. She looked terrified, so defenseless and delicate in that moment. The expression on her face was heartbreaking; it almost felt like she had been pushed to the brink of utter exhaustion and despair. I wanted to reach out to her, but all I could do was stand there helplessly as she began to cry. Tears streamed down her
I am carrying a plate in my hands as I make my way towards the room where the woman is staying, and my eyes focus on it thoughtfully.I don't yet know her name, but I plan to ask her after I give her the meal I've prepared. She's been through a lot, and food can be a great way of showing compassion and offering comfort in times of distress. This is my small gesture of kindness for someone who needs it right now, and as soon as she's finished eating we'll get into more meaningful conversations.I knock on the door first, a respectably polite gesture which signals my intent to enter. Suddenly, a wave of self-reproach washes over me. I realize that I'm willing to go above and beyond for this woman in ways I never did for the other women I've been intimate with in the past. This is something entirely different for me - it's not something I'm accustomed to, or ever expected from myself.She's been through a lot in her lifetime and has come out stronger on the other side. Even though I know
“Louisa Wilson, a twenty two year old woman. The documents I have gathered reveal that she was allegedly raped by Daniel Sawyer, a twenty eight year old man who is already married to another woman named Rebecca. It appears as though Louisa had developed feelings for Daniel, but he ultimately abandoned her instead of honoring them. This treatment has caused her great emotional distress and has shaken the foundation of her trust in men. She feels betrayed and used by the very person she thought would be honorable enough to reciprocate.”Joseph placed the stack of files on my desk with a thud, and then sunk into the chair that was positioned directly across from me. I picked up one sheet of paper and scanned it quickly for any pertinent facts about this woman. I read her name, age, occupation - it wasn't anything out of the ordinary - but what caught my eye was her story.“Despite all of the research conducted, the precise disorder Louise is facing remains a mystery. This is why she find
I was absolutely livid when I returned home from my encounter with Leilani's mother.I couldn't believe that someone could think so little of their own daughter! It made me so angry, and all my emotions were boiling over. When we spoke, her words were like daggers to the heart; how could she be so dismissive and belittle her daughter in such a way?I'm glad that I was able to regain control of my emotions and keep myself from blurting out words that would have been completely unexpected. At the time, I wasn't aware what exactly I had said, but it was clear that it had caused a big impact on the on her.Marriage is a big concept for me. It's not something I've ever really thought about before, given my light-hearted approach to relationships. People are quick to cast judgement on me because of my attitude; they assume that I'm just a casual playboy who doesn't care about the feelings of others. But that's not true at all - while it may seem like I'm doing what I want and living life by
I was running, desperately trying to escape the clutches of whatever danger was chasing me. I refused to turn back and look because of my fear, but could always feel the presence just behind me.My heart raced as I continued on, not knowing what would happen if they caught up. The sound of metal hitting the ground with each footstep only made matters worst as the chaser closed in on me. Desperate for a way out, I frantically searched around for a solution to escape.“You can’t escape from me!”My heart leapt when I heard her voice coming closer and I panicked, running away from the source. Just as I was about to turn around the corner, out of sight, my foot got tangled up on something on the ground causing me to trip and fall harshly onto the ground.A sharp pain shot up my leg that caused me to cry out in agony. The noise of me falling had surely alerted her of my presence.“I have warned you a thousand times already...”I slowly glanced back over my shoulder and felt my jaw drop in
Everyone was running around frantically trying their best to make sure everything would be ready in time for the upcoming event.I nervously bit my bottom lip as all of them were preoccupied with last minute tasks when suddenly, the make-up artist caught me off guard and started talking to me.“Madam, I need you to lift your gaze.”I took a deep breath, steeling myself before finally raising my eyes to meet those of the make up artist. She gestured for me to look higher, so I complied without hesitation. We had been at this for two hours already.Though I wouldn't say I'm complaining, my bottom is already becoming quite numb sitting in the same spot for such a long time. It's understandable that they have to do their jobs, but my need to stand up and move around has become ever more urgent.“It’s almost done, Madame.”I had nodded my head in agreement but the hair stylist gently restrained my head, keeping me still as she attended to every strand of my hair.I was not accustomed to be
The emergency services and police had come in order to locate my mother's remains.I found myself alone at the back of the ambulance, with a blanket draped around my shoulders to keep me warm. The paramedics had already attended to some of my injury, but it was decided that I should be taken to the hospital for a further examination, they wanted to make sure there were no internal injuries that may have gone unnoticed. As I lay there, thoughts raced through my head.I have been feeling a little lost ever since the news of my mother’s passing arrived. I take one look at the cup of coffee in my hands, but can't bring myself to take a sip. At this moment, I feel like a hollowed-out shell on the inside, completely devoid of any emotion. The realization is slowly sinking in, she's gone and nothing can be done to change that fact.The thought on my mind lingers…have I finally attained freedom? Now that she’s gone?“Darling…”I shook my head to clear the fog of my thoughts when I heard Aiden
“Leilani! Where the hell are you going?!”I didn't give Aiden a second thought when his voice cracked with frustration as he called my name. Good thing the door beside me wasn't yet locked and I was able to hurl myself from the car, sprinting in the direction of Adam where I can save him!I can’t believe Aiden! Adam gave up everything for us, placing his life on the line selflessly in order to help us out of a difficult situation.And yet, Aiden isn't willing to do the same and put their differences aside in order to save another person's life. I understand that he hold a grudge against Adam, but surely this isn't an appropriate response?We are talking about someone's life here!I heard Aiden’s shouts echoing off behind me, ordering me to turn around and come back but I refused to do so.“Mother! Stop!”When I finally laid eyes on Adam and mother, it felt like time had stopped. I had to pause for a moment to catch my breath, and when I looked at mother her gaze seemed almost venomous
It was too late.Everything came to a standstill in my mind, as if time had suddenly stopped moving and the clock had stopped ticking when I finally understood what was happening.My mother had pushed me far off of the cliff.My eyes widened, a feeling of helplessness consuming me as I stretched my arm out before me, despite knowing that there was no one who could rescue me from this situation. I felt my heart thumping so hard against my chest, memories of the events leading up to this moment all too vivid in my mind.A single tear escaped from my eye as I prayed under my breath. It was not at all what I had expected, this would end up being the way I would die. In my mind, I pictured myself alive and running away from my mother, starting a new life and living the kind of life that was meant for me - but it all turned out to be nothing more than another dream.Is this where it's all going to end? What did I possibly do to deserve such a cruel fate? Am I okay with my life ending in suc
The cold air blew in like a wild animal, biting at my delicate skin and making me shiver.Despite this, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her face, we stood so close as if no distance could separate us from each other- neither space nor time. The cliff we were standing on overlooked the city below us, its lights glowing in darkness like thousands of distant stars that had found their way home to us.I've always been aware of the fact that my mother has never had a very high opinion of me. From the moment I was born, she seemed to have a contempt for me that grew over time. Not only was I constantly being criticized by her, but she would often blame me for things even when it wasn't my fault. It seemed like no matter how hard I tried or how much effort I put into pleasing her, she would always find something to be disappointed in.I was aware of this all along, but why did I get so hurt when I heard those words come out of her mouth? When I looked into her eyes, there was no sign of regre
It was an icy night, the darkness so oppressive it felt like I could taste it.I had no idea where I was going but I knew one thing, whatever lay ahead of me had to be better than living in fear of the demons that continued to haunt my footsteps. As I ran, my breath foggy plumes visible against the moonlight, a single thought kept me going - freedom. Freedom from this nightmare that followed me wherever I went.“Leilani! You can’t live without me!”Her voice had an eerily chilling effect on me. I felt my entire body tense up, my spine becoming rigid with fear.Goosebumps rose on my skin and I trembled, feeling powerless in her presence. Refusing to turn around and face her, to risk seeing the knife she brandished threateningly in her hand, I valiantly did all that was in my power to keep my cowardice contained.I glance up from the sky, “I-i'm begging you, please help me find a way to escape from her. I need somewhere that is safe, where I can go and forget this nightmare that she has
I felt a deep, primal anger bubbling up from within me as the word cursed spilled out of my mouth. My mind struggled to contend with what I had just heard, and my eyes widened in utter disbelief.I can’t f*cking believe that f*cker. I can hardly restrain my anger, feeling the urge to throw my phone across the room. But I take a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down and think straight.I quickly dialed my assistant’s number to uncover what Adam was really doing. I had a suspicion he knew where Leilani was and that he was trying to keep her whereabouts hidden. I could feel my anger rising, a burning sensation in the pit of my stomach as it became more evident that something fishy was going on.“Sir Villarreal, how may I be of assistance to you today?”“I want you to locate Adam Hallowes! He needs to be located as soon as possible and explore every place and lead as quickly as you can! Once he has been tracked down, contact me immediately and let me know his whereabouts!”I ended
“A-alicia, how could you?”I slowly shake my head in disbelief, studying her face for any hint of guilt or regret. It's hard to believe that someone as kind and gentle as her could be capable of such a thing…Alicia was speechless as she looked at me, unsure of what to do. Her eyes widened in fear and shock by my sudden presence. I slowly glanced down at the phone that she dropped on the floor, remembering everything that had been said during her conversation with Leilani’s mother.All of her words were clear in my mind…“How could you?”Taking a deep breath in, I slowly made my way towards her and grabbed her shoulders. As I gazed at her, she avoided my gaze and refused to look me in the eye. My heart started to race as my mind was filled with different questions.I don't want to give attention to these ideas, but the words were loud and clear enough for me to directly accuse her. It's difficult for me to accept this. This is an uncomfortable sensation - like tiny needles prodding at