Alisha and Nishi both glanced towards the source of the voice, their expressions confused.Alisha's eyes widened as she gazed at the lady standing there.Her heart began pounding wildly."Why is she here? What's going to happen now?" Numerous questions raced through her mind.Nishi observed Alisha's pale expression and then turned to the lady, feeling equally perplexed."Aunty Daisy," Alisha whispered, feeling terrified for her safety, wondering if Alice would also be with her.Daisy, who had come with Alice for an outing today, had a sudden craving for something sweet when she spotted the café.Although Alice had wanted to accompany her, she insisted on taking a solitary walk.He reluctantly agreed after some initial resistance.As Daisy approached, Alisha's anxiety intensified. She couldn't shake off the fear of encountering Alice, unsure of what his presence might entail.Nishi, sensing Alisha's unease, placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, silently offering support."What are
The loud curse boomed as the waiter approached, spilling a whole cup of hot chocolate on Alisha, drenching her dress.Shocking both Alisha and everyone nearby, the attention swiftly shifted to them.“Can't he see?”“He's going to lose his job now.”“Utterly useless!”The harsh words rippled through the air, as if everyone had been waiting for such an opportunity.Alisha was stunned as the scalding liquid made contact with her skin, leaving it slightly burnt and reddened.She couldn't grasp what had just happened; her reaction was completely numb.Nishi and Daisy both sprang to their feet, grabbing tissue paper to help clean her up.“What have you done?” Daisy glared furiously at the waiter, noticing the painful redness on Alisha's hand.“We need to tend to this,” Nishi insisted, gently cleaning the affected area.“I'm sorry, miss, truly sorry,” the waiter pleaded, fearing the consequences of his mistake and the looming threat of losing his job.He knew he had blundered, and judging by
Alisha winced as Alice dug his thumbnail into the red, aching wound of her hand."Why are you hissing, sweetheart? Your lips against my palm are doing a lot more than they should," Alice said, looking at Alisha in the mirror and feeling much better after seeing her after a week.Today, he came to fulfil a promise to his mom, spending time with her in the park. As they were enjoying themselves,Daisy had a craving for something sweet, and he offered to fetch it for her, but she insisted on going herself. He agreed, knowing his mother's stubborn nature all too well.However, when Daisy didn't show up after going into the cafe, he grew tense, fearing someone had harmed her. As a Mafia member with many enemies, he never let his mom roam around alone, but Daisy's stubbornness meant he had to relent.To find her, he entered the cafe and witnessed the whole scene of the waiter spilling hot chocolate on his Angel. He was mesmerised by seeing her sitting beside his mom, his heart beating wil
Alice watched the tears spill from Alisha's eyes, observing how she forced them out, almost as if she were challenging him. It both frustrated and intrigued him that his presence alone couldn't elicit genuine tears, especially after what she had done—leaving him. It felt like she was poking at his ego with her fake tears.He couldn't deny finding her tears somewhat cute, but the way she looked, it was exaggerated.“Sweetheart, that's not how you cry. Let me show you,” Alice's voice dripped with malice as he grabbed Alisha's hair and forcefully slammed her head into the wall, not exerting too much force but enough to leave her with a concussion.“Ahhh!” Alisha cried out in pain, feeling her face scrape against the rough surface of the wall.Alice pressed his body against hers, his aroused state evident as his hands tangled in her hair and pinned one of her hands behind her back. The side of Alisha's head began to bleed from the impact.“See, I told you. If you don't cry, you're going t
Alisha shot him a sidelong glance, incredulous, as he suggested she could leave.With his chin still resting on her shoulder and his breath sending shivers down her spine.Alice uttered his demand, seemingly unconcerned. "I'm willing to let you go, Angel, but only if you're on your knees, lips in the right place, sucking me, giving me what I want. Maybe then I won't change my mind."His gaze pierced her, as if he could devour her whole, and she knew he could do it without hesitation.He was confident in his abilities, determined to indulge in the pleasure he desired.If Alisha still harboured this desire to leave him, how could he refuse? How could he deny his Angel? He couldn't. So he would do what was necessary.Alisha stared at him, struggling to comprehend his words about sucking and placing her lips in the right spot. The explicit instructions overwhelmed her.Alice smiled, not a genuine one, but rather lopsided and slightly unhinged, making him seem even more unpredictable."Wha
"If you don't want to, then you don't have to leave either. We're not playing games here, where you get to walk away without any consequences," Alice asserted, pressing Alisha harder against the wall.Her cheek scraped against the rough surface, sending waves of pain through her body. She struggled to open her eyes fully, but the pressure against her left eye forced it shut, intensifying her discomfort."I'm not saying I don't want to suck your cock. I'm saying I don't even entertain the thought of staying. I do want to leave," Alisha replied, her voice strained with difficulty.Feeling utterly helpless, she resigned herself to complying with whatever he demanded. If it was just an animal, she could wash her tongue clean afterward. But if this continued, he would surely crush her against the wall.Under the relentless pressure, she felt her bones threatening to buckle. She refused to let her skin be torn apart in such agony. It was just sucking a cock—she might vomit, but at least sh
"Babygirl, on your knees. There shouldn't be any issue, right? You agreed to do what I said, so don't resist," Alice's hands pressed down on Alisha's shoulders, forcing her to kneel on the floor.Alisha complied, her body tense with apprehension as she sank to the ground. His hard, curved member pressed against her face, even through his pants, sending a shiver of revulsion down her spine.Wide-eyed and bewildered, Alisha struggled to comprehend the situation unfolding before her. Why was his penis rubbing against her like this?"Take my cock out, sweetheart. It's in my pants," Alice commanded with a sinister smile, his words dripping with malice."What?!" Alisha's shock was palpable as she recoiled, inadvertently hitting her head on the wall behind her.Everything seemed to spin inside her head as she stared at him, fear contorting her features into a mask of terror."Why are you so surprised, sweetheart? You just need to take the cock out of my pants and suck it, as we discussed," A
Alisha grappled with Alice's words, her mind reeling at the idea that every woman supposedly engaged in such a tradition of sucking cock through pants at least once in their lives. Was this some bizarre cultural norm she had somehow missed, or was he simply lying to manipulate her?But as she struggled to catch her breath, trapped beneath him, she realised she had little choice but to comply. With each passing second, her inability to breathe became more pressing than any moral dilemma."Give me some space. How am I supposed to pull your cock out of your pants if you keep hovering over me like this?" Alisha complained, her voice strained with frustration.Alice's smile in response was genuine this time, a glimmer of satisfaction dancing in his eyes as he heard her compliance. But despite his acquiescence, he remained close enough to hover over her, his presence still suffocating.Reluctantly, Alisha removed her hands from his thighs and tentatively reached for his pants. With tremblin
Alisha raised her head, her doe-sized eyes filled with terror and innocence simultaneously, met his gaze.Shock etched on her face as she struggled to decipher his words, aware they carried more weight than they seemed.“I said stand up, sweetheart. Did you hear me?” Alice commanded, one eyebrow raised, jaw clenched.Too weak from standing too long, Alisha felt immobilised.It wasn't just fatigue, but fear rendering her unable to move; the metallic tang of blood assaulting her senses, the dampness on her neck and feet screaming of the dire situation.Summoning all her strength, she rose, keeping her gaze fixed on him, knowing any shift would only provoke him further.“You know what you've done wrong?” Alice's voice, cold as ice, pierced the silence.That's exactly how he sounded—cold and dangerous.Wrong? Alisha replayed the scene in her mind, struggling to identify her error.She couldn't recall any misstep; it was him twisting her words, unfairly blaming her and growing increasingly
“Ahhh!!!!!”Alisha screamed in shock as she fell to the floor, startled by the sudden sound of Alice punching the glass table, causing it to crack in the middle.As Alice stood up, his knuckles bleeding from the impact, he ignored the pain and directed his gaze towards Alisha, who was now on the floor with her hands covering her ears, looking pale and frightened.Internally seething with anger, Alice couldn't comprehend how Alisha could feel pity for someone else when she seemed to only harbour disgust and hatred towards him."What's wrong, Alisha? Why are you scared now?" Alice's voice was laced with bitterness as he extended his hand towards her, blood dripping onto the floor. "Don't you feel pity for me now? I'm bleeding too."He stared at Alisha with intense anger in his eyes, demanding an answer. "Tell me, don't you feel pity now? Instead of fear, you should be feeling pity for me because I'm bleeding more than that bastard guy you felt pity for.”Alisha felt a surge of fear and
‘Does he think I have no work?’ Alisha questioned herself, feeling hurt by his words.She did have work – she was a student and needed to study. But with him invading her life and not knowing when she would be able to return to her studies, more than a week had already passed.First, he took her with him and she went into a coma. Then, after she recovered, she couldn't leave the orphanage because Mary was selling the orphanage and they had to move out. And now, here she was again with him.He is parading her from his place to office, as if it's her who asked it.She wasn't free – she was literally forced into this situation. She didn't have her books or anything else to keep her busy. So, of course, she would appear idle.But what did he mean by saying she was "looking at people"? She had eyes, they were meant for observing. It was absurd for him to blame her for that. He couldn't make her feel any more annoyed than he already did."I have work too, Alice," she replied, her voice ting
‘Delusional?’ the voice in her head commented.Because that's the most sensible explanation. He sounds completely delusional, either unable to grasp reality or deliberately avoiding it.Who behaves like this, twisting words out of context and pretending they were the exact words spoken?"Now, can I go sit?" Alisha asked, annoyed, not wanting to continue the conversation. She'd had enough."Didn't you ask me earlier if I had an allergy, so couldn't you rub it? Maybe it'll make me feel better," Alice said, his eyes wide, giving her the most innocent expression he could muster.It was the same expression he always gave his mother, and now, to Alisha.These were the only two people he showed his inner child to, maybe with Alisha, he could show all his sides, even the ones he tried to hide from his mom."I didn't cause any allergies. I never touched you to cause it, so why would I rub it? And since when does rubbing heal an allergy?" Alisha asked, struggling to maintain her balance.Her fe
Alice looked at her, moving his chair in her direction, spreading his legs wide open, his hand resting on his thighs."What good?" Alisha's mind rang, not understanding what he was trying to praise, as there was nothing to be praised.It had been more than an hour, she stood like a statue, her eyes fixed on him, even though he wasn't particularly looking like anything interesting to look at."Do you know what you look like now?" Alice asked, sliding his hand up slightly, as if he might pull something out if he continued rubbing his palm on his pants like that."What?" Alisha asked, knowing there was no way to dodge it.The way he punctuated his words made it clear how he wanted her to respond."You look all mine, the way your eyes are on me," Alice stated, his voice thick and seductive.Alisha felt awkward seeing him rubbing himself like that and sounding so deep. "Are you feeling itchy? Are you allergic?"The words slipped out before she could realise."Do you want to rub me? Because
Alisha wanted to squeeze her eyes shut and disappear, but she kept them fixed on him, even as he sounded like a devil from hell.“I don't think it will end well if I have to repeat myself. It won't be 'sweetheart,' I can assure you of that,” Alice warned, waiting for her compliance.He knew she couldn't defy him, especially after witnessing his outburst firsthand. Despite any shortcomings, she understood better than anyone how to avoid pushing his buttons.Alisha cleared her head and looked at him, her breath caught in her lungs as if it couldn't reach her mouth due to the intensity of his gaze. Whether it was her imagination or reality, his eyes seemed darker, deepening her fear.“Keep standing here and keep looking at me, only me. If you move your eyes away, you'll face trouble. And I don't think you want that, do you?”Alisha swallowed hard, her throat dry with fear as she nodded slowly in response to Alice's question. “Okay”With a sense of resignation, Alisha kept her eyes locked
Alisha's heart raced as she jumped in her place, hearing his loud and anger-filled voice, not knowing what had made him angry at her when she hadn't done anything to provoke him.He looked at her in anger, without any reason, his eyes screaming that he would kill her and then eat her, without remorse.She gripped both sides of the couch firmly, feeling fear coursing through her veins.“Tell me, what are you looking at?” Alice asked angrily, his eyes blazing with anger.The man who was standing also started trembling. Without wasting a second, he left from there.“I... was…”“What did I tell you about stuttering in front of me?” Alice cut her off, hearing her stuttering fueling his anger further.Alisha closed her eyes tightly, feeling even the veins of her body pulsating too fast; she could hear them in her ears. That's how scared she was in the moment due to his presence, his eyes, and his anger.“Nah, you like it when you defy me, right? Open your damn eyes, Alisha,”Alisha immedia
"Yes, I am fine," Alisha snapped back from her trance, keeping her eyes on her lap.She didn't want to look at him with so many emotions swirling inside her head, making her feel overwhelmed."See Alisha, I know I am the last person you would trust to confide in, but if you feel anything is wrong, you should speak up. Even if I'm the last person you want to turn to, I'm still the only person you have, because you have no one else," Alice's words pierced through her thoughts.‘You are not the only person. You make sure of it by forcing others out of my life,’ Alisha answered silently in her heart.She didn't understand why he wanted to know if she was comfortable when he knew how his presence made everything worse. Suppressing the urge to say anything, she didn't want to break the fragile illusion he was trying to create.Alisha remained silent, her mind tangled in a web of conflicting emotions. She couldn't shake off the feeling of being suffocated, trapped in a reality she never ask
After an hour, they arrived at his office.Alisha stopped crying, appearing much better than she had at home.He stepped out of his car and opened the door for Alisha. "Come down, sweetheart," he smiled, speaking softly.Alisha looked up, seeing him smiling and acting so gently, a stark contrast from his usual behaviour.Did he hit his head somewhere? She questioned internally."Sweetheart, come down," Alice repeated, noticing her lost in thought, gazing blankly at him.Alisha was startled by his voice. Without further delay, she exited the car and surveyed their surroundings. They were in what seemed like a parking lot.However, besides Alice's car, there were no other vehicles parked in the spacious area.His driver remained seated inside the car, as Alice was the first to alight."Shall we go, Angel? If you prefer not to walk, I can carry you again," Alice suggested, eager to lift her.He found it oddly satisfying to carry her in his arms, a source of amusement for him."No, I can