In the wee hours of the morning. When I try to stand up, my legs feel jelly and I give up on standing. I lie still on the bed rewinding the day and what the hell just happened now? My mind is all back. Whatever happened yesterday was an in-the-moment thing, but the reality of all of it is back. I should not have slept with Luciano with all this going on. My plan to get someone in my pants worked. But it has gone sideways because I am in love again and this time around with this man lying beside me in bed. I have brought another heartbreak and pain to my heart once again. Maybe I should have been honest from the start and we would not have been in the state. I am also blaming myself for having sex without telling Luciano the whole truth that made me come to Casablanca. That I came all the way to get myself pregnant by deceit. And by the way, I have fallen for him. I want to assure him the plan was no longer what I wanted if I had him by my side.I now know what I have wanted all
Tears are flying down my face. Hurt, pain, and disappointment are all eating me up. The Mafia wants to get hold of these biochips. I was sacred of the doctors getting hold of them. What about the Mafia? This is very bad. It was all the plan since day one to give them the prototype for the biochips. But how naïve of me. I gave them more. I gave them my heart. What did I do so wrong? That I am always falling deeply in love with the men who don’t just break me. But kill me inside. Destroy every hope of my heart getting better.I cry out loud and I shiver as I sob. It feels too cold in the jacuzzi. I stand up, out of the jacuzzi and pick up a towel and wrap it around my body. My head still trying to wrap out why he would do this to me. “Was this all part of your deal with your uncle? Sleep with me and trick me to make me do what you want? “He trusted his nephew. A murderer…. and you are doing great. Have you told him I almost escaped? I almost succeeded that day. “You should thank th
Luciano is one hell of a narcist. In between all this, he still knows where to get me. He pulls me, then brings his lips to mine. Kissing me tenderly and eagerly that I almost forget everything, but I am reminded it is my body reacting to a lie. It’s all a lie. We found the feelings in lies.“Please stop this…. please…”I push him away from me and continue to sob loudly. It hurts so much. It hurts more to think he could be capable of hurting me like this.“Look at me… Tell me you do not feel this connection I am feeling. Please tell me I am not making this up. I have fallen madly in love with you, Keirah. Talk to me. I want to know Keirah. What does all this mean to you?” “If I tell you. Will that change anything.?” “Talk to me. Make it make sense. I do not understand.” “I do not have any feelings for you. I never did. All I have felt for you is pity.” “Do you accept me to believe that?” “It is fine by me. Whatever you believe sounds okay.” He tries to walk to me, and I halt his
Keirah’s POV Patience is not one of my biggest attributes. I need a superpower to read my doctor's mind on all the results of the medical examination I am constantly taking.Any part of my body diverging from its normal working routine is beyond a red flag for me, hence why I am always visiting my doctor so often.I had a few courses in college and also did a very innovative project in medicine to help me with my biomedical engineering. Nevertheless, I am obsessed with being healthy.While other people get a headache and feel like it is normal. It will get better if they rest and drink enough water.My mind thinks I have a brain tumor or a terminal illness. I am a terrified human being for my health.I will do anything to just make sure I stay healthy forever.In my usual extreme reactions, a simple headache makes me set an appointment with my doctor, doctor Fabian for a checkup.The downside with my doctor is he can never go straight and say hey it's just a headache, take these medic
Pinning down the results I just got from Doctor Fabian on my crazy wall. I run through different cards pinned on the road map of my plan. Double checking, when my phone rings, I walk up to the kitchen to pick it up. “How did you find out?” My mom’s voice shouts on the other side with frustration creeping into the voice. Ugh. Back at it again. I have learned firsthand the hard way about bad parenting from her. Observing all the mothers I know closely. I wonder why I was so unlucky. She is a nightmare. I haven’t seen or heard of a mother like her. Whenever I get a phone call from her. I am guaranteed that anything she has to say to me means harm than good.Making sure she is the first one to hurt me more first. Before, the rest of the world joined in with her to slap me in the face. All her phone calls remind me and are continuations of the torture from that day five years ago. She was the first to call me with the same frustrated voice. Revealing to me with no concern for me
I seriously don’t see anyone I know in person as a potential target or of help in this plan. This plan is a secret I will carry to my grave. My fellow nerds have walked with me side by side from my early years in college to now in our workplace. And I don't see myself with a nerd husband or partner on this, too. Honestly speaking with all my coworkers, I have not seen the real fatherly genes anywhere near them. Ask them code and you get the right answer. Ask them about diapers and some might need G****e to know what that is.I wonder whether my lifestyle, which is divided between my office and my home, is the one that has caused all this loneliness in my life. Or it's just life that has thrown lemons at me. Excelling in every aspect at work goes all the way to excelling at home. Excelling took another road for me with relationships. Cooking and dancing are all that have been consuming my time around my house for years now. My lifestyle. Get home from my nine-to-five jobs, cook
Some people call me a virgin, especially my doctor, but I partially think I am not.Because I have had marvelous sex accompanied by a lot of orgasms by myself for as long as I have been active. At my age, being a virgin is not a weird situation for a nerd like me. crazy bitch. My mind is shouting as I continue with my plan to have sex with a random guy. Not only the books, and porn but also pap smear taught me. I need to have at least physical or mental attraction with the guy for anything passing in the lady parts to work its way up easily. My body and mind must be at peace when all this goes down. Which makes my plan increasingly complicated. The way he communicates and makes me feel is important. To make an experience, I won’t regret as I walk through my path of motherhood. The sound of the notification on my first match on my laptop bar brings my complete attention to the task at hand. Five minutes in and someone is interested. THIS IS A MIRACLE. My heart is pumping high
Every man I am looking at in any match, I involuntarily look for Erede first in that man. It is sick, I know, but my preference is Erede as a starting point to search for Erede first in every love interest I encounter. Every match I have let through to me had something like him, whether physically or in how he addressed anything. It hurts to see me destroyed like that, even with just a thought passing through my head. I feel broken.My mother’s words ring a bell through me. ‘Why can't you stop liking him?’ That is a million-dollar question. If I had an answer or way through. I think I would never see the world with the same eyes. Large wounds I am carrying because of him are heavy. I can’t run away from him forever, I can't run to him, nor can I hide from him for long enough. Because now he is my brother-in-law. He is an immediate family member. Erede’s wound is the largest wound I will carry around all my life. I think this is the biggest reason my love life went sideways from
Luciano is one hell of a narcist. In between all this, he still knows where to get me. He pulls me, then brings his lips to mine. Kissing me tenderly and eagerly that I almost forget everything, but I am reminded it is my body reacting to a lie. It’s all a lie. We found the feelings in lies.“Please stop this…. please…”I push him away from me and continue to sob loudly. It hurts so much. It hurts more to think he could be capable of hurting me like this.“Look at me… Tell me you do not feel this connection I am feeling. Please tell me I am not making this up. I have fallen madly in love with you, Keirah. Talk to me. I want to know Keirah. What does all this mean to you?” “If I tell you. Will that change anything.?” “Talk to me. Make it make sense. I do not understand.” “I do not have any feelings for you. I never did. All I have felt for you is pity.” “Do you accept me to believe that?” “It is fine by me. Whatever you believe sounds okay.” He tries to walk to me, and I halt his
Tears are flying down my face. Hurt, pain, and disappointment are all eating me up. The Mafia wants to get hold of these biochips. I was sacred of the doctors getting hold of them. What about the Mafia? This is very bad. It was all the plan since day one to give them the prototype for the biochips. But how naïve of me. I gave them more. I gave them my heart. What did I do so wrong? That I am always falling deeply in love with the men who don’t just break me. But kill me inside. Destroy every hope of my heart getting better.I cry out loud and I shiver as I sob. It feels too cold in the jacuzzi. I stand up, out of the jacuzzi and pick up a towel and wrap it around my body. My head still trying to wrap out why he would do this to me. “Was this all part of your deal with your uncle? Sleep with me and trick me to make me do what you want? “He trusted his nephew. A murderer…. and you are doing great. Have you told him I almost escaped? I almost succeeded that day. “You should thank th
In the wee hours of the morning. When I try to stand up, my legs feel jelly and I give up on standing. I lie still on the bed rewinding the day and what the hell just happened now? My mind is all back. Whatever happened yesterday was an in-the-moment thing, but the reality of all of it is back. I should not have slept with Luciano with all this going on. My plan to get someone in my pants worked. But it has gone sideways because I am in love again and this time around with this man lying beside me in bed. I have brought another heartbreak and pain to my heart once again. Maybe I should have been honest from the start and we would not have been in the state. I am also blaming myself for having sex without telling Luciano the whole truth that made me come to Casablanca. That I came all the way to get myself pregnant by deceit. And by the way, I have fallen for him. I want to assure him the plan was no longer what I wanted if I had him by my side.I now know what I have wanted all
And his voice drives me crazy in a good way. “I will take the clothes off. Just go on and close the door.” I throw off the clothes. My body is burning with heat for him. I want it. I have wanted him to fuck me forever. I throw myself on the bed. He closes the curtains and makes sure the door is closed. His gaze is down at me and now, after a few seconds, his eyes look completely different. He stands up and sheds his clothes before picking me out of the bed. His lips lock on mine and kiss me tenderly. He places my back onto the bed gently with his thumb on my lips, pressing his gaping mouth on mine while his hands work down to my breasts. He then locks our tongues together again and we both moan more. Making love to me makes my mind go blank. Moaning softly. My juices are dripping down my thighs. I put one hand on my clitoris, simulating it while another hand works with him up my breast. Playing around our body with foreplay for sometimes teasing our body. Wanting to build the pre
The thought of me wanting to save him and not kill me. Makes fear travel to my spine. I still let him hold on to me tight, helping him keep his head above water as I swim towards the riverbank. I did not believe him when he said he did not know how to swim. I help him out of the water and plead for him to forgive me. “I am so sorry. I should have listened when you told me you could not swim.” “Is that even a sincere apology? You almost killed me.” “Yes, I am sorry.”James walks up to us and hands Luciano a towel. Leaving us behind as if he did not want to intervene, Luciano takes the towel and walks away from me. Cursing as he dries his hair in a towel. I feel hurt. He did not need to curse me. I was wrong and did not know he could not swim. He is the one who said I don’t forgive easily. What is he doing to me now, after I sincerely apologized? He is human, Keirah... He is human. I would fume too if I was in his situation. I join Zia and James, who have invested their eyes on u
“I hated the world for taking away the only person who meant everything to me. She had no dreams except to get us out. It was so unfair, and I felt lost. That's what led me to choose wrong. “That's when it all started for me, turning into the dark. Turning into what I should not have turned into. I killed many people who handled her death, thinking it would take away some of this feeling of hurt. “But I still feel it every day. I thought If I revenged her. It would go away. But it never did. However, many people were killed. I still felt the pain of her loss grow every day.” Who is the woman? Is she the woman he is still in love with? Does he have an Erede in his life too? I haven’t heard him speak of a woman with so much love like this. He still loves her. He is madly in love with a dead woman.“I did that for a few years. I do not do it anymore, Keirah. I do not kill people for revenge except to protect myself. This gun here is to protect us. “When I reached the bottom. I felt m
The walk to the river is a ticking bomb for me. I now get to see him clearly from head to toe. This man is delicious. Then my grown-ass woman's mind takes over and my first action is to rebel against everything he says. When he walks to the left, I walk to the right, and he must use several minutes to plead with me to listen. I walk down the cliff to test his willingness to let me go unharmed. I want to see how much he cares. When he asks me why I must climb down the cliff, my short answer is it’s the shortest path to Zia and James. When I look at the bottom of the cliff. It’s scary. And I am dizzy. My body is running out of energy. One drop and I am dead. Keirah you are being childish. My grown-ass mind speaks to me.“Are you going to keep around the end of the cliff? That is the end, Keirah. If you are trying to go down one wrong step, you will die. “You look like you are already low in energy. Let's just walk that way and join Zia and James at the river on the other side,” Luc
By the next hour, I am already regretting throwing away the food Luciano had brought. I limp down with so much pain in every move to find the family in celebration. Zia and James ignore me as if I am nothing, and it hurts me as I walk back to my room. By the middle of the night. I can’t take it. When Zia walks to lock the door to my room, I plead with her to feed me any leftovers of food and she laughs out loud. James, who I did not know was standing behind the door, walked into my room. Holding a portion of everything we cooked. He makes me sing him a happy birthday song and makes me eat the cake. It is fun and I like it. We then walk downstairs, turn on the music, and dance to celebrate James. We dance, eat, and drink until it is too late. I want to continue, but Zia says it’s time for bed, and I promise myself another time like this tomorrow. With days like this, I might survive the fourteen days that Luciano promised me, and I might go home. And if Luciano is truthful. Aft
“Yes, Keirah. Fourteen days and you won’t have to see me ever again.” I can’t wait for that day when I don’t have to see him. Or anyone related to him. I study his eyes, wondering what he is up to now, A knock at the door and I stay still, with no energy left in me to deal with anything. Especially what this family offers me. Zia walks in, carrying me gently out of the floor. She speaks to me as she rubs tears in my eyes tenderly. “James will clean this up. “Although it's James’s birthday. And I am the only mother he will have anywhere, wherever he will go in the world. “He will have to forgive me for making him clean your mess.”James walks in with cleaning supplies. I would hate it if momma made me clean Anita’s mess and I hate I am putting James through this. I raise my sore eyes at him and mummer. “I am so sorry.” He nods and walks by me, unbothered.“Let’s have you changed into dry clothes.” Zia helps me stand up. When I step on my feet, the pain in my feet comes in full fo