ClaireI opened my eyes, slowly but without ease. My eyelids felt so heavy that I had to lift my fingers to push it open. I felt like I was under a moving object. A moving object that I suspected to be a caterpillar.My chest thawed like a mower and I began to fear for my life.Was I about to die? I thought horrifically, finding the task of opening my eyes the most difficult.After battling with much difficulty to push my lids open, I had to struggle with twice as much energy to clear my vision and make out the figures that were dancing before my eyes, especially the one on red swim bikini, bending too close to my face."Wake up, my sleeping angel," I felt a caress on my face that made my insides turn in disgust. My vision slowly began to get clearer and my head began its own stubbornness from there. I began to feel very dizzy."Thank God, you're awake," the familiar voice cleared my vision quicker than expected. "Elizabeth?" My lips worked out the word swiftly. "How," I began, ignor
Giancarlo My mind was in a haze. Nothing seemed to be working as planned. The motorboat that had been readied to transport me to stop Claire from leaving, had a problem.Its engine was as dead as a rat’s carcass and a new one had to be brought. All of those contributed to us wasting precious time that we didn't even have.Irritation surged through me as I saw a sailor seat and smoke a cigarette at a dark corner. Did he know how pressing my need was? Rage burned hot and consuming in me that I was tempted to walk to him, and put out the cigarette on his hair that looked very much like a decaying plant.It was 10 pm already and it would take about an hour to meet up with her. Couldn't they at least be more productive?"Can't another be readied?" I shouted in frustration, gasping for breath even as my shirt only had the bottom button fixed. "We're making sure of that," Lorenzo shouted back, moving around to make everything ready. Sweat of frustration trolled down my face and I flipped i
Giancarlo I didn't even know what feeling I should feel. Part of me wanted to get so angry with her to the point that I'd want to push her into the water to go search for Claire.Another part of me felt a wave of panic and helplessness to the point that I couldn't even think.What did she mean by Claire jumped? The question kept repeating itself in my mind as I watched her with disgust. Why was she even sobbing instead of jumping into the water to search for Claire? Was she even to be trusted? Could she had planned everything with her mom? My fist clenched at my sides as her sobs continued in sharp bursts.Lorenzo had already taken to action, making numerous calls while I stayed still trying to claw myself away from the webs of my emotions and into reality.I couldn't accept what she had said. Claire had jumped into the river and had not been seen? I was still in a daze. My head was filled with anger and frustration as I tried to come up with a plan.The little plan that had began
ClaireIt felt like my head was going to split open any moment. I was fighting for my life in the water, chest tightening with every desperate thrusts and eyes dimming as strength seeped away from my muscles.I tried shouting for help, but instead water filled my stomach to the brim, pushing my stomach forward in a giant ball.I could feel my heart beat weaken as I barely had the ability to breathe in the little oxygen available in the water. My lungs felt so compressed that I was beginning to feel pains in them.I tried to lift myself to the surface but it seemed like my hands and feets were bound with some strong string that could never break. I fought for air, struggling to stop myself from plummeting deep into the waters but I met with no progress."Help!" The sound hitched in my brain and no matter how much I tried, could not fixate itself in my lips again.I could feel life drain out of me and a deep melancholy settling in the pit of my stomach. What was I going to do? Was I g
Giancarlo I saw myself in a garden of flowers. Different types of flowers stood beautifully, each color staying at a side. There was no mistake. All red coloured plants were to my left, purple to my right and yellow behind me. Other colors stood independently towards the end of the garden, glowing with the reflection of the sunlight.Everything about them was perfect. They had been pruned and watered effectively that the myriad of colors it showcased was more than the colors of the rainbow. They all stood at the same height, none was taller than the other.The air was filled with their scent, washing through my senses and producing a sense of calm in me. It filled my soul with a feeling of warmth and care. It felt very much like my mother's presence.I smiled as memories of her beautiful smile and meals cooked with love, flooded through me. My smile widened even more as I recalled the lullaby she had always sung with her contralto soothing voice. The lullaby that had been effective
ClaireA wave of panic washed over me like nausea and my world began to spin like a merry-go-round. The room was no more as clear as before. Shadows lurked at every corner of the room, dragging itself closer to me and spitting more fear into my heart.I opened my mouth to take in oxygen but all that came out was a painful gasp. My mind fell into a deep pit of confusion. What was going on? Why couldn't even a waft of air, flow into my body? What had she done?My body reacted violently, chest heaving faster and fingers quivering uncontrollably. A gasp escaped my lips again but no air filled my lungs, rather it got tight with struggle.The beeping from the machine echoed louder and faster in my brain, reminding me of the precious moments that had been lost. I couldn't even think properly nor concentrate enough to hear my mom's lunatic laughter.It sounded so distant that It was so hard for me to feel any anger towards her. I couldn't, because everything in my body was screaming panic.
Claire As swift as a cheetah, I jumped out of the bed, oxygen barely seeping into my lungs and my life flashing before my very eyes.Determination and love for Carlo was all I got. I trusted its motivation more than anything."Claire, what—" the familiar voice didn't make me turn nor stop my stride, rather, it created more tactics for escape in my head.She tried to hold me, but I dodged, surging forward with determination beating hard on my chest.I successfully made it pass both of them, and I increased my pace, breathing laboriously and colliding with a high wall of tiredness in my system.“I can't stop now. I must see Carlo," the thought flew in immediately my head began to respond to the oxygen reduction in my body.I clenched my fist as I tried to maintain the sorry imitation of a run, eyes blinking fast to quickly switch my faltering vision from darkness into light.Aside from the spinning in my head, I didn't even feel the need to stop to catch my breath. Maybe because I had
Claire.It's surprising how I had not died when I had impulsively pulled my life away from my nostrils. It still felt like a miracle to me.I had felt dizzy no doubt, collapsed and all of that, but I didn't die neither did Carlo.It was two weeks yet it felt like it had just been yesterday that Carlo had been on the brink of death, receiving a high amount of electricity through his chest, body lifting and thudding within seconds of the shock.It seemed like yesterday that his white face had made me cringe with its striking resemblance to a corpse, that the nurses had crowded him, looking like they'd suffocate him to death if he didn't die naturally.Then, I had been afraid, trying hard not to believe the thought that he was dying, that he was leaving me behind. All I could think of, was his name and so I screamed all the frustration, anger and love and betrayal into the name, begging him to return that I had forgiven him.Had I truly forgiven him? I wondered but couldn't come up with
Giancarlo.This can't be true! I kept reiterating in my head, shaking it heavily as the figures danced before my eyes. My ribs thomped with pains and my ears rang with Sophia's accusing voice. I couldn't believe it.Everything seemed so wrong, my eyes glued on the transaction history, reading the billions of dollars that had been moving out from the company's account into her account daily and my throat dried.Claire would never do that! I assured myself as I started unblinkedly at the figures, confusion and disbelief simmering like a pot of porridge in my heated brain and my teeth chattering uncomfortably.Lorenzo stood quietly by my side, not even moving his body. His silence was too foreboding that I suddenly wished he would say something, explain what was going on. Explain why the transaction history was telling me that the giant billions had been semt from the company and how I could prove Claire's innocence. Frustration sat like a heavyweight champion in my head, pushing my bra
Claire."Liar!!" I blurted immediately, standing up to face Sophia with fire burning in my eyes and hot air swimming out of my nostrils.Fury ignited quickly inside me like a firecracker ready to blow up all over my face and I so much wished it could blow up at once and engulf everyone so that I could rest.My vision clouded with the injustice of the moment and my heart entwined with the spider web of rage that tangled my heart without breathing space, making me hunger for room and the opportunity to let the emotions crash out into the real world.Who gave her the right to stand before everyone and spew lies? I just couldn't understand how humans could be so evil! My hand swung dangerous by my side wishing they could collide with something and destroy them into shreds just like I wished I could claw my nails into Sophia's make-upped plastic beauty and reduce it into drips of flesh and blood.I took in air in sharp intervals, chest heaving with the cooking anger grating in my heart, a
Giancarlo Playmate? I was bewildered. Surely, something must be wrong somewhere. How could she—playmate? Like did she think my love for Claire was some child's play? I felt a fire ignite inside me, my jaw clenching hard and my teeth biting into my cheeks. Where the heck did Claire dig such a mother from? I raised myself from my lying position to let my anger sink into the depth of my stomach. My hands had trouble holding me up as they were vibrating with fury.Her words still came biting into my ear in repetition, sending charcoals of anger smothering my breath and making me ache to smash something on the wall.Was she for real? Come to invite me? I shook my head in disbelief. I must really have heard it all. She wasn't even forcing Claire to marry Theodore, she was rubbing it on my face.My nose flared pumping out more heated air than it took in."Mom, are you insane?" I could feel the heat from Claire's anger too. She probably wouldn't go ahead with the ridiculous engagement. “How
ClaireI tried not to think much about the sex and how enjoyable it had been. Thinking about the enjoyment part, I realized how selfish I must have been to leave him to do all the work while I enjoyed.Luckily for me, it was nothing serious. He had just collapsed after too much exertion of energy and not because his heart had failed him. I cursed under my breath, my chest heaving with relief as the doctor left the room. What would I have done if it was something serious? My heart twisted with the thought of the unknown. One slip, and he could have died. I cringed and pushed the thought away trying to focus on the present. What had I even been thinking when riling him up the more, screaming "faster" and moaning like a slut? I took my hands to my head and shook it in embarrassment and disgust, my heart biting with hatred for myself.Though I would agree, the sex was pretty good, better than all I had ever had. His dick had transported me to heaven, and done something extraordinary;
Giancarlo My hands hungrily grabbed her standing breast while my dick pressed somewhere between her fat, firm ass and her back. The gel she had on her body made pleasure surge through my dick with the contact and I took in two sharp breaths."Babe," she gasped breathlessly as my hands trailed down to her pussy again, finding a way to touch on her clitoris. I flicked it gently with my hands and curved my fingers upwards to continue the pleasure hunt.I fucked with my fingers for a brief moment before caressing and rubbing my hands at the entrance, while feeling a bit satisfied with the tickling sensation on my dick.My other hands grabbed her breast and squeezed them hard like an orange."Let's try doggy style," she moaned sluttily and I must say I was surprised. But the surprise quickly switched into another stirring of sensual pleasure. My dick was now awake with antennas receiving signals here and there.My dick was closer to her anus and throbbing hard to enter. So I rushed back i
ClaireMy breath slowed into a normal pace as a pillar of love for Carlo took a stance in my chest, filling me with all the warmth I had missed out for the past two weeks.His dick had been so sweet, too sweet that I had felt a building pleasure almost immediately he inserted it deep into me. His nine inches worked wonders in me that I felt like I was floating in air.Had my womb shifted? I wondered as I lay under him, matching his breathing pace and enjoying the sweet smell of his cologne or was it parfum? I had no idea and didn't even bother.He had pounded me harder than ever and i had taken almost a dozen trips to heaven and back, feeling like a drug addict.How could one be so good? I wondered. How could he be so all round perfect? I suddenly felt like marrying him, having him all to myself and even fucking outside in front of everyone.I cringed at the ridiculous thought. How could I ever want that? But still, I could allow anything happen as long as it was Carlo's slightly curv
Giancarlo.My heart throbbed as her body clashed into mine, sending shivers round my entire bodyMy chest pressed hard on her breast, my heart beat aggravating Her breast was so soft that I felt like pulling both of them into my mouth at once.The suppressed passion swam up, filling all my senses with her presence. The connection between us was palpable, igniting every nerve and vein in me to crave for more.My breath hitched as her hands found their way to my rock hard kicking dick, caressing and jerking it up and down.A crash of pleasure filled my brain with the activity, making me itch closer to her.Leaving one hand on her breast, I took the other to her cunt, shifting her panties to the left to gain more access. She was already wet.Fuck, I muttered under my breath, feeling heat pour down my body.The gown was getting on the way. Breathless and raging mad, I hastily unzipped her gown and sent it to the floor, leaving her in her bra and panties.Her silky body glowed beneath my
Claire.It's surprising how I had not died when I had impulsively pulled my life away from my nostrils. It still felt like a miracle to me.I had felt dizzy no doubt, collapsed and all of that, but I didn't die neither did Carlo.It was two weeks yet it felt like it had just been yesterday that Carlo had been on the brink of death, receiving a high amount of electricity through his chest, body lifting and thudding within seconds of the shock.It seemed like yesterday that his white face had made me cringe with its striking resemblance to a corpse, that the nurses had crowded him, looking like they'd suffocate him to death if he didn't die naturally.Then, I had been afraid, trying hard not to believe the thought that he was dying, that he was leaving me behind. All I could think of, was his name and so I screamed all the frustration, anger and love and betrayal into the name, begging him to return that I had forgiven him.Had I truly forgiven him? I wondered but couldn't come up with
Claire As swift as a cheetah, I jumped out of the bed, oxygen barely seeping into my lungs and my life flashing before my very eyes.Determination and love for Carlo was all I got. I trusted its motivation more than anything."Claire, what—" the familiar voice didn't make me turn nor stop my stride, rather, it created more tactics for escape in my head.She tried to hold me, but I dodged, surging forward with determination beating hard on my chest.I successfully made it pass both of them, and I increased my pace, breathing laboriously and colliding with a high wall of tiredness in my system.“I can't stop now. I must see Carlo," the thought flew in immediately my head began to respond to the oxygen reduction in my body.I clenched my fist as I tried to maintain the sorry imitation of a run, eyes blinking fast to quickly switch my faltering vision from darkness into light.Aside from the spinning in my head, I didn't even feel the need to stop to catch my breath. Maybe because I had