The arrows of eyes pointed at him from different directions, the surprise written on their faces, the shock, their heartbeats pulsing together, driving him crazy: all these weakened him. He had employed crude antics, and his tricky ways were outdated. So, his cover was blown. Again."Father," Liam said, loud enough for everyone to hear, "the very day after I got married to Elena, you sent her home. And not only did you do that, you took her back from her home to a place, a warehouse —""Liam..." his father snarled in warning."You tried to force her to sign a marriage termination agreement. Then when I found this out, you blamed it on Chris. And went ahead to urge the police to take him away."Liam's father looked around now, at the guards crowded by the door and in the hall. Then he saw Chris among them, his face expressionless. James twitched."You," he said to Chri
Elena took a bottle of olive oil and trickled it down Liam's throbbing cock. Until it glimmered in the pink light of her room. She began to massage the shaft, twisting it, rolling it like a whisker with both hands, pumping it. All slowly, while holding his eyes in a powerful ogle. Then she took it into her warm, sleek mouth. She tightened her mouth and lips, and began to milk Liam.His moans came ragged but lowered. He stared at her with both love and ravaging lust in his eyes. He watched as her head lowered and lifted off his cock. Watching the point where the lips wrapped around it, the special pressure and pleasure around that area was maddening. Not to talk about the sensation around the head of his cock. Elena's tongue did justice to it in her mouth, lapping it, wrapping her tongue around it, flicking it. Loving it. Loving Liam.Minutes later into this rising celestial bliss, he mumbled that he was about to come. Elena poised herself, sucked harder and faster. Her fist, wrapped
A week later."We haven't had sex, Liam," Elena said, staring deep into the eyes of the figure before her. "I can't keep it in anymore. The foreplay is getting into my head, and I can't bear it any longer. I need you, Liam. Inside me."She stared back at the person before her. She got no response. Not like she expected one. She sighed and turned away from the mirror."Jeez, that was terrific," she muttered, slumping back to the toilet seat. "But I'm going to tell him this when he comes back."She suddenly got up from the seat and stomped back to the mirror again with a more frenzied zeal. She wagged a finger at her face."Look, Liam, we must screw tonight. Ah!"Her phone ringing jolted her back to reality. "Gosh," she yelled, "I need to work on the volume of this stuff." She swiped. "Hi, Chelsea."In the bathroom, alone and nu
Liam thought he could handle it all. He believed in himself that his resilience, his will power and his thinking, would save him from the mess he was in. Not only the mess, but the accompanying distress.On one side was his company and the money scandal. Fredrick had fallen on his knees in Liam's office, pleading with tears that he be forgiven."You are unforgivable, Oris," Liam answered him. "A staff member who is willing to put others to shame, talk more of his own boss' wife, I must say that that staff could be a killer if given the opportunity." He wheeled around his chair, backing the pleading accountant, "Mr Oris, I would be harboring a potential killer if I keep you here. Leave my office before I decide to call the police."After Oris had scrambled out of his office, Liam held a staff meeting, where he warned everyone of them against accepting advice or instructions from an outside body except him.
Elena's fingers trembled as she typed frantically, so that she missed some letters. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, under her arms and breasts. The AC in the room didn't help matters. She moved from her makeup chair to the bed, and from there to the bare rug, and to the doorway.Lola had suddenly become slow in replying to the texts. "What the hell was she doing?" Elena wondered.When Lola had first chatted her up, Elena didn't give much of a thought to what she was saying. She considered she was one of those clout chasers who wanted to have a conversation with the billionaire's wife.But Lola's approach had been damn so straightforward! And then followed by the pictures. A screenshot of a video. Liam's video.The first emotion that boiled through Elena was a larva of jealousy and anger. Then came shame, then embarrassment, then the raw pain searing through her heart. She waited as Lola t
When Liam finally came home, it was at almost midnight. He had a prominent smell of Brandy on him and mumbled a response when Elena greeted him. He went straight to his room and shut the door. Almost at Elena's face. "I shall see you by morning," was the only explanation he gave.Elena stood outside the door, looking without understanding the patterns created by the mahogany wooden door. Her hand hovered above the door knob. It might be open if she tried it, but she didn't want to encroach into his privacy.But it just didn't feel right to let him be. She really wanted to get an explanation. Her head was filled with imaginative scenarios and ideas, and she wanted him to confirm or disburse them.Did Lola really die? If she did, how was she shot? And, more importantly, who did it? "Leave my door, Elena," Liam said from inside, startling her. "You sure you don't wanna talk?" she said."I want to talk," he said, and after a pause added: "To myself. Go to bed. We'll go to the office to
Liam didn't usually look into his phone when he woke up, but today he did. The first news that popped on his Instagram timeline was the news of Lola's death. He stopped on his way to the bathroom to skim through the story.Lola was found that same day by her neighbor. Her window was shattered, and the blood was splattered at the opposite side, so it was a shot from outside the window. The only structure opposite the apartment was a calm restaurant, where old folks went to have their quiet tea. No one had a clue yet, Liam learned. Or was the police keeping information from the bloggers?Liam knew he had the very answer these people sought. Just place a call, and Charlie would be arrested a second time. Because that guy had a killing instinct. Just like a hyena. And if hyenas did not see a prey outside, they'd turn to their own pack. If Charlie was able to easily gun down a girl who had once been his friend's lover, whom he had even met personally, then he was capable of killing the fr
"We're in public, girl," he said, struggling to get his breath together. Elena just fixed upon him those doe eyes of hers, lined with a dark mascara, giving her the look of a witch. Her mouth was wrapped around the head of his flaccid cock, and she sucked on it quietly, like a lollipop. It began to grow in her mouth. "Oh, fuck," Liam whispered, throwing his head back. Then turned to look at her. Elena kept her eyes locked on his. She wanted to penetrate deep into his soul, and to milk off the stress, trauma and anxiety loaded there. She decided not to use her hands on the growing shaft just yet. "But — but we have a problem at hand," Liam mumbled, straining himself not to moan out loud from the raw pleasure coursing through his body now. "There is no peace without trouble," Elena said. His enlarged member in her mouth didn't let the words come out prop
Liam listened to Ethan's lawyer speak. There was a dying flicker of hope in his voice. He had long lost the battle, and the jurors weren't listening to him anymore. But he tried his last weapon: appeal for leniency.And for the record, not long ago, Ethan had been sentenced to twenty-five years in prison, and a wave of terror and silence had coursed through the hundreds of people gathered there.In the offender's box Ethan stood, a shadow of his former self. It was a week since his arrest. And even though his mother, through his plea and Liam's mercy, had been set free on bail, Ethan couldn't get his doom over his head. Liam watched him closely, at his overgrown beards, his unkempt hair, the blood in his eyes. "Your honor," the counsel said, "I understand the seriousness of my client's crime, and I do not condone it. However, I would like to ask for leniency in sentencing. My client has no previous criminal record, and I believe that a sentence of 25 years is excessive. A reduced sen
After the incident with Plum, she became a ghost in the mansion. Elena looked everywhere for her, casually sent other maids to find her, but Plum was always where they had not been.When a maid said she heard her crying in a restroom situated in the basement, Elena ran to the basement. When she got there, the crying had stopped. There was a deep silence. "Break the door open!" Elena shouted with a sense of dread and urgency.The maid went for it, but the door wasn't locked. She opened it and Plum was not there anymore. But Elena had the gut feeling that she was still around there, somewhere."Look, Plum, I know you can hear me," Elena called out, "Whatever game you think you are playing, whatever stunt you want to pull by this shit, would not work. Not in my house. Okay?"She was met with even deeper silence. Her anger built up. "If you want to go crazy, my dear, you can send in your resignation letter, and I'll see you off to the gates myself! Then you can wield your insanity to its
"I don't know how to describe how happy I am," Liam said, "hearing you're pregnant."Elena frowned, as she remembered something. "No, boo, you certainly knew what you were doing. Why didn't you let us have sex all this while?"She saw Liam frown. "Oh, really? I didn't really think about it that way. I was only having fun." He turned to her. "You wanted a baby, too?""I guess as at then," she said, "I didn't. It's all changed now. Then, I only wanted to enjoy this" — she reached out to touch and caress his flaccid dick lying on his belly — "to the fullest. Wanted to suck out every juice you could ever produce.""Eww, I don't produce juice," Liam laughed. "You do.""Let's see who gives the juice first!"she declared, sitting up. Liam was grinning too, perhaps wondering how he got so lucky with a wife who was both an introvert and a sexual creative."What are you trying to do?" he asked, feigning suspicion."How would you like your blowjob? Fast and aggressive, or slow and deep.""This lo
When Liam told Elena to go upstairs, so he would handle his family, she was filled with dread. Not by what the family would to to her as revenge, but for what Liam would do to them. There was so much anger and bitterness in his voice. His eyes were dark and revengeful.And when she passed through their midst, her heart beat with doubled pace. In her room, she couldn't sit quietly. She peeked from the window, saw her husband raving, commanding so much power that even the birds in the sky didn't as much as flicker their wings.She didn't hear some of what was what said, but she picked out the key phrases. And she couldn't help but marvel at the extent her husband was ready to go in his revenge.Not once did she try to interfere, by either calling him on phone to interrupt him, or call his name from the balcony. But she held her reins. Their altercation skyrocketed to a climax, when the gates opened and police sirens filled the air. The police cars rolled into the compound, and everyone
"Liam, you cannot do this to your brother!" Ethan's mother shouted the moment Liam stepped out of the car. "You cannot claim to love him and do this wicked thing to him.""Is he even listening to you?" Mr Paul asked. "He doesn't even remember who you are, talk more of Ethan."Liam allowed his eyes skim through the men and women gathered in front of his mansion. It was just as Chris told. They weren't even sitting. Only his father, whose health was seriously on the decline, was on a chair just behind them, smoking a pipe.Mr Paul spoke again about Liam. "See how he mopes listlessly? I tell you, what he should work on firstly is recovering —""Every dime you all have looted from my company while I was away," Liam cut in, blending in so well that the effect of his statement was an astounded silence.They didn't respond for a while. Maybe they thought not responding would help prove how much of a clueless man Liam was. But Liam had this all prepared. "Hey, El," Liam said to his wife besi
Elena saw the flash from behind Luke. It happened so fast. First, a clean hole on the roof appeared, accentuated by a flash of light. Something metallic hit a pan, bounced off and went through Luke's stomach. Elena heard the bullet — or whatever it was — wheeze past her ear. Her hairs stood on edge.Before her, Luke still stood with his penis in his hand, but a new hole on his chest. He didn't fall immediately, but when there were movements from the roof, he did fall.Elena saw them descend like black angels from the rooftop, or anywhere they might have come from. They were clothed in black, regaled in darkness. Their eyes were flashes of stealth, precision and ruthlessness. In their hands were stout guns, poised to end in a instant the life of anyone who tried to play smart. The red dots of their targets were everywhere on Ethan and his men's clothes. Ethan had more dots."Freeze," a voice said again. "We shall not hesitate to kill whoever moves a muscle."Ethan yelped and tried to
"You see what's inside?" Ethan asked."Ethan, what is the meaning of this?" Liam asked through the phone."I asked, what is inside!""An agreement for transfer of ownership, Liam whispered."That's right. I want you to sign the paper and place it back into the case. I'll get the notification here if that has been done."There was a prolonged silence from Liam's side. Ethan idly shook his feet which were propped on a table. Then he looked to his right to see Elena, tied to a chair. She had long stopped crying now, and all that left her throat was a hollow moan.Ethan motioned to Luke and the four other men who were with him in that underground. "Take the gag off her mouth," he ordered.Liam heard this, and reacted immediately. "You gagged my wife?!" he shouted. "Ethan, you had the temerity to put a gag on Elena's mouth?"Ethan chuckled. "Oh. Look who's hurt and shaky. But that's not even all." He glanced over to see Elena immediately double up to throw up. Ethan smiled and turned back
Liam sat there, gasping, and moving his head back and forth. A lot was going on in his brain, in his mind and heart. He could feel each throb, bringing back with it a cascade of memories."Where's Elena?" he asked himself, remembering he had a wife, who he had been treating like trash. She was right, after all! Liam's hands began to shake against the wheel. The world seemed to slow down around him."Where are Charlie, Olive and James?"The name Charlie stuck to his mind. Charlie. The last image he remembered of him was when he was down on the alley, being pumped by bullets, shaking.He had done that to save him.Liam swallowed and glanced away. The tears that streamed from his eyes had become heavy. Flowing from the depth of his soul. His nose ran freely.Charlie had given himself for him.Liam's thoughts were violently interrupted by a blast on his windshield. He turned to see his chasers lined up shoulder to shoulder, their guns raised to their eyes. They began to fire bullets on L
Liam stared at the man standing before him, anger and frustration in Liam's face. Something was seeping into his brain. He was trying hard to remember who the man was. And he was so close to it!"Here are pictures of us," Charlie said, showing him a screen full of pictures. Liam recognized himself in the pictures. But the man next to him... Good heavens.They were standing under the shade of a random tree in the streets. Liam had no idea how Charlie had found him there. Liam was about concluding his arrangements for the soldiers to go arrest Ethan. "I'm trying," Liam finally admitted. "I do recognize myself, but it is like looking into a photoshopped picture. I can't explain how this is happening."Charlie's face was kind. "I understand. The doctor gave us a forewarning, so I really understand. You're already doing great. I just want to be by your side.""Why?" Liam asked."Because the men who had tried to killer you are back again."Liam's eyebrows crinkled. "What sre you talking ab