That was the beginning of Johnny and sister Eunice’s love affair.Most times, they hung out in the vicar’s old yard but , she would sometimes sneak into his house. Johnny found the whole thing very exciting, to him the rush to not get caught and to sustain the secret love affair really kept The adrenaline pumping. He knew what they were doing was very wrong, but anytime he got into her arms, he wanted to be signed up for a life long supply of sister Eunice’s sexy body. For him, it wasn’t just about the sex because he really enjoyed spending time with her.She was very easy to talk to.Once, he asked her why she was a nun when she didn’t like the church or cared enough to obey any of the rules. Sister Eunice’s parents lived met and were born at the church so they were really devoted to the preachings. They thing they were most proud of and held in high esteem was their service to the church such that they gave up their life and lived only for that one purpose. They met and fell i
Maddox Black took the familiar turn and knew that he was getting close to his club. He wondered why his mind was getting flooded with memories of the first woman he had ever loved- the only woman he had ever and most likely would ever love. She was his first love and everything.He smiled sadly“Young love.”He would never forget her.Maybe things would have been different if she had agreed to elope with him. By now they would be married with kids and be the most content man alive. He let his mind wander to the first time he’d suggested they elope.“Let’s run away, together.”Eunice sat up and looked at Johnny, bewildered.“What are you talking about?”Johnny took her hands in his and looked into her big blue beautiful eyes that reminded him of the ocean and he wanted to get lost in it.“I’m tired of playing hide and seek baby, I just want to be with you in a way that is natural away from all these.”Eunice shifted uneasily and moved away from his gaze.“I don't know Johnny, I reall
Johnny looked up at her and replied.“I’m just your man because we be fucking.”Why was Johnny acting so strange today Eunice wondered. Maybe something was wrong with him but why didn’t he just tell her. She him on to him tightly and stroked his hair.He closed his eyes and smiled. She wondered what could be going through his mind.“Johnny, you’re my man because I like hanging out with you, we got mad chemistry.”“Sing to me Eunice, help me clear my head.” One of the best things he loved about Eunice was her amazing voice.He always asked her to sing for him whenever they would meet up in his bedroom.She sang hymes, and sometimes she danced a little to it too.“Ok then, but just one.”“Two, I’m really upset.”“Ok fine.”Johnny was happy that she agreed. Most times, he would have to plead with her for hours before she agreed to sing even one. He asked her to sing Amazing grace.While she sang, his thoughts were clouded with thoughts of her… her voice was soothing just not as much
As Johnny pulled at the parking of Sin City, he wondered why he couldn’t stop thinking of Eunice and how tragic their love story was.This was one of the first real traumas he had experienced apart from when his mother had left him and somehow he couldn’t bring himself to get over it yet.“You should try therapy.” He thought aloud.“Maybe not, because then your therapist would need a therapist pronto.”He laughed.what would have been different if Eunice had agreed to his conditions?Would they really have worked out or would they be divorced like most couples at this point? He imagined himself with Eunice at a beach, two kids playing in the sand and him relaxing and being content staring at them.Johnny Maddox cringed a little.Maybe that wasn’t the life for him. He wondered if miss Carla had eventually forgotten about the incidence.“Why did I even tell her?” He thought.“Maybe I really wasn’t much of a man.” He thought to himself.Things rapidly got out of his control. He briefl
She felt uneasy. In the quiet dark of the night as she waited for the Uber to arrive, her heart thumped in her chest. The tall brunette shivered in her short long sleeved dress. She hugged her arms to her chest, as if to protect herself from the cold. Why did he have to leave his phone with her? Why did he involve her in this mess? She should have cut off all contact with him a long time ago. As she checked her phone again, she felt the presence of another, staring and watching. She punched in the emergency number, prepared to dial the moment she saw something out of the ordinary. Shifting from one foot to another, she swallowed hard. As soon as she heard footsteps approaching, she stopped moving. Was it them?Shaking all over, she began to walk down the street, rummaging through her purse for her keys. On seeing the headlights of an approaching vehicle, she waved her hand hoping it would stop. The vehicle pulled up, tires screeching against the asphalt, much to her relief. The pa
"I thought we had an agreement." Lightly tapping his feet against the floor, Maddox Black felt his patience gradually slip from him. He leaned back in his seat, lazily assessing the situation in front of him. His gaze swept down to his pocket knife, wondering if he should end it all with a swift kill to the man's jugular. "Mr Black, it wasn't me. I swear," the man pleaded, still on his knees. He couldn't be more than twenty-six which annoyed Maddox more. "Why do you bother denying it when you were caught?" "Someone is trying to frame me. I promise you, it wasn't me. I never went back on our agreement." "It would be better for you if you confess now, Kingsley." "I swear on my life…"Maddox chuckled. Why would anyone bet on such a feeble thing? "Alright." He exchanged a knowing look with Bryan, his bodyguard, and beckoned him with his index finger. Bryan stepped closer with a Galaxy Tab in his hand. Collecting it, Maddox stared at the paused video Bryan copied from the security t
At the sound of her ringtone, she sat up straight. Her hair flopped over her face as she looked around the unfamiliar room. Rustling under the sheets drew her attention to the man beside her with an arm over his face. Her cheeks bloomed a shade of pink as she recalled what she had done the night before. What was she thinking, taking a detour on the job? She grabbed her screaming phone and declined the incoming call. In a hurry, she pulled on her clothes and ran her hand through her hair in an attempt to look less-thoroughly-fucked and more professional. Charlie took one last look at the sexy man she managed to bed the night before and felt a shiver travel up her spine. As she slipped on her shoes, the bed covers rustled again. She looked up and met his gaze. Green eyes that seemed to bore into her soul and unmask her. "I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" She asked. Keeping her gaze on his face, she tried not to be aware of the way the sheets slid down his chest as he sat up. "It's no probl
"So what can you tell us about Diane?" Noah sat down in the armchair and clasped his hands together. "We dated for three years. She's a pretty girl, a nice one too. Diane would come over for dinner with my family. We'd go on a date every week. She really likes going to Sin City on the weekends and I'll always pick her up after."Charlie kept her expression suave, noticing his use of present tense. This is the reaction of someone who lost his beloved. But then, it could be all a trick. "In the last few weeks, did she act out of ordinary?" Charlie asked, meeting his gaze. "No. Not that I would know. We had a falling out right before she disappeared."Charlie leaned forward. "What happened?""My sister caught her with some guy at Target like two months months before. When I asked her about it, she brushed it off or changed the topic entirely. Then after work one day, my friend, Harry, and I were going home from work when we saw her with the same guy my sister described. I waited until