"Grrr...grrr.." the Telecom phone rang, sitting up to pick.
"Hey beautiful" the handsome voice from the phone called out to me.
"Hey baby, where are you" I asked, quite eager to see him.
"Uhmmmm....am in the arms of another,guess what?" He asked, but am sure he knew I wasn't scared he was with another.
(I mean he can't possibly do that to me,he can't do without me plus am the only one who can stand his crazy desire ).
"Who? Benedick!" I cursed and let a quick smile.
"Ohh..she's go...od, and.... Uhmmmm" was that a moan?, was he with another?.
"What the fuck is wrong with your voice?, Is she chocking you, or something?" I asked, mostly out of some kind of stupid jealousy that I didn't want to show.
"Really! Nuella.. are you seriously asking me that!" He let out a loud laugh.
Ok now am safe.
"I thought you were with another?" I asked.
"Ya.. but she doesn't want to get her head chopped off, so she ran off" he didn't mean those words, but I was obviously capable of it.
"Oh... She better keep running, she doesn't want me finding her, trust me" I sounded more like Christian telling Ann to stay away from all the men she knew in the movie "fifty shades of grey".
"Dinner?" He asked.
"Where" I replied.
"Damon Baehrel?" He suggested.
"Too exclusive, I'll pass" I hate dressing up for such places, the tensions and consciousness are way more than what you can imagine.
"But..." before he could finish.
"How about a nice restaurant, without your bodyguards monitoring every spoonful I take and gulping at it" rolling my eyes.
"Ok ok ,your highness.... Whatever you say, do make sure to put on something nice and not too catchy,ain't want no man staring at my property" I knew he had a smirk on.
"Whatever Mr, I plan on walking on the streets of America with a bikini" I wore a big smile but held my mouth so I didn't burst into a loud laugh, I knew he was burning with rage when he didn't say anything.
"Okay fine...Mr Bucket, no bikini tonight" letting out a sigh and rolling my eyes.
"6:00pm?"he suggested.
"Perfect" I agreed.
"I'll be waiting baby, don't keep me waiting" he said
"Will be there in no time" I replied.
"I love you" his thick voice reminded me over and over again.
"I love you too baby, muah" blowing an invisible kiss at the phone.
The line went dead.....
I loved every moment with Ethan,he made me feel like no other,he was bad but absolutely good for me,ever since he asked me to be his woman,it's been the most beautiful years of my life.
I remembered the days without him and how hard I worked to put food on my mother's table,not until she passed on and I met Sarah,my best friend, she was just want I needed at the moment, she was the best thing that happened to me and I will forward be grateful to her and her parent, I missed her so much.
Stepping into the bathroom to refresh, I took a quick bath and ran out to meet up with time, hanging my hair in a small ponytail,I wore a blue jean jacket and pants on, standing in front of the mirror to admire myself.
"You look so beautiful" practically talking to myself.
I added a little powder to my face and an invisible lip gloss to look all natural and maybe more beautiful, I was good to go.
Mark was already standing at the doorway to pick me up.
"Good evening ma'am" he said with a wide grin.
"Good evening Mark" stepping into a white limo that was opened by Mark.
In no time I was standing at the entrance of McDonald's, my favorite restaurant.
I could feel the piercing eyes of others as they stared at me, I kept wondering if they were admiring me or I had a stain on my pants.
"Hey baby" Ethan stands an inch away but immediately wraps me in a tight hug like he has missed me all day. I did miss him too.
"Baby,you looked so beautiful" he announced and I could feel the butterflies in my stomach giggled.
Holding out a chair for me to sit, which I did, I watched him walk to his seat and face me, he had a big smile on and his brown eyes undressing me, I felt a quick rush immediately.
I looked more casual then hot, guess he always saw me as a hot slice of his favorite apple pie.
He had already ordered for us and we were sitting on our table quietly,in no time we were done with dinner, most people saw Ethan as arrogant because he had a high shoulder outside, but I knew him and he was nothing close to arrogant.
He wiped his lips with a napkin but his eyes fixed on me, penetrating my soul and body,I could see his eyes lining up my breast that lay on my chest, I knew how much he wanted me,and it was here, just right here,I was ready for him too.
My pulse came on faster,I swallowed hard,I could see him biting his lips, goddamnit!.
My legs already shaking from the lust that played on Ethan's face ,I wanted those lips in between my thighs.
"Uhm..uhmmm....." The throat clearing of Ethan broke my thoughts, before he uttered a word I excused myself to the bathroom.
I hurriedly sneaked out to the bathroom,gosh! Ethan,you turn me on real good, sliding my fingers to feel my wetness
"Damn!" That felt so good, I wanted it to be Ethan touching me right now and making me feel so good.
My eyes closed shut but blinked opened when I saw a familiar figure standing behind me in the mirror, I watched him shut the door.
"Ethan..!" but before I left I thought of his name.
His hands were tracing my belly button and taking off my jacket.
"How did you..." His lips interrupted mine, I heard myself complete my sentence inside his mouth.
It was too late already,I couldn't help what his hands were doing to me,he ripped off my pants and then my panties and thrust it beneath my hips, and bent me over.
"What if some..one"I jerked off the minute his fingers found their way into my juicy slimy honey pot.
"Uhmmmm..." The sound from the back of my throat escaped.
"You like what I am doing to you ,yeah!" I couldn't speak, the pleasure had already silent me.
"Ahhhhhh...yes....yes.." I let out almost too loud, I couldn't hold back anymore,he fingers kept teasing me and hitting the right spot.
I was about to take my stream and endless pleasure but that dabber noticed and was quick to stop,my eyes slowly opened, crowing a brow.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked, looking at the mirror to read his expression but he was already helping me with my panties and pants.
I felt so pained, why would he start something he didn't want to finish, I went to pick up my bra and singlet, put them on and my jacket, crossing my hands underneath my breast.
"Not here baby, not here" that was the exact words that came out of his mouth, really! Somebody wake me up please!.
I brushed past him, I wasn't furious,oh no no, I take that back, am mad at that motherfucker, jeezz....
"Guys! let's go" I heard him command.
I was sure ready to go home, the other guys were in the good looking SUV ,while Ethan sat next to each other in the limo
He didn't take his eyes off me for a second,I could still feel my wetness and every eye contact with Ethan made my breathe seize, I wanted him, I wanted him right now, I wasn't a sex addict but Ethan made me go crazy, so crazy.
I could see the gate of our mansion, oh thank God, I wanted to get rid of this juice,I needed a good cold bath, just as Mark dropped us off .
I left Ethan and ran straight inside the bathroom.
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I slide down into the water, letting it block out the sounds around me.I wish the tub would expand so I could go swimming, like I used to on hot summer Sundays in the woods with my father. Those days were a special treat.Cold water seeps into my side and structured curves, stealing the heat from my soles just as fast as the wind steals from my face. My face is soaked, the drops coming together to run into my eyes and drip from my chin. My heat has run to my core to shelter and hoard the warmth that remains. For this long road, in this wintry storm, the frigid downpour and the icy puddles are my nemesis.I wanted the water pouring from the shower to wash away those thoughts, and clean my mind.My eyes shut and cleared up my head, almost falling asleep.I could feel a light trace on my skin,I knew that scent,I wanted to resist but my body knew what it wanted, my eyes slowly opened to behold his presence.
I wake the way Queens wake, just the same. We are all blessed with the same time, the same experience of consciousness. My eyes greet the dayshine, my heart and lungs expand. There are times that I feel that I must have been so blessed to live the same day over and over, even though I age, not like I was that old.For those first few moments are so identical. At first there are the dreams, then the sense of welcoming a new day, the anticipation of whatever comes.Slowly and reluctantly, I uncover my face. I blink, close my eyes, and blink again. Streaks of sunlight penetrate the window and blind me. I sat up, dragged my feet off the bed, I noticed the bed was lighter behind me.Where the hell did you go so early?.Rub my knuckles onto my eyes. I stretch my arms above my head and yawn. I watch my legs dangle above the off-white polyester carpet."Good morning, ma'am" Canada, the maid walking in
Agrrr..." The thunderstorm began to rain, I immediately felt a soft kiss on my temples."Good morning angel" the voice of Ethan waking me up, good gracious!, You had better get a good excuse for not coming back home to me and keeping me worried all through the night."Am sorry baby, I couldn't make it home yesterday.." he stopped."Uhmmmm? Go ahead and explain to me why your goddamn phone was off the whole damn time huh?" I stopped to catch my breath"And why the hack, Mark wasn't taking my calls and for once returning them back huh!, ohhh...! you better have a good one to say Ethan, you better do!" I stood up really furious this time, all my life, I have never been this mad at Ethan,like I felt right nowIt was more of a mixture of care and anger, my emotions were really ready to boil a water dry."Calm down Nuella, I told Mark not too cause we were in the middle of somet
Ethan A Rolland.The youngest drug Lord of all time,the fearless leader of the greatest Mafia Lords, the CEO of E_Rides, the owner of the biggest real estate and housing in Toronto, British Columbia and Montreal.Wherever you can think of in the world, Ethan had a business organization there, you can call him "Global".He was a man of few words,and trust me you do not want to hear him speak much, he was ruthless,well... So they said,I've never seen him, uhmmmm!.... Maybe I have, once or twice in a club...... Ok! Ok!.I've seen him in the stripper's lounge.Yes! Yes! I know, I wasn't much of a goody girl.You know the part I said let's skip the "how I met Sarah" part, that's because we were both strippers.We we
Life was more beautiful than ever.Ethan was making me live the best of my life,maybe for the maintime.Sarah already left to be with her parents, I miss her so much, Ethan has shown himself to be always gentle but I don't know why he's keeping me here, I didn't expect him to be a gentleman.Days went on, and I became more curious. What the fuck I was here for?.At first,I thought maybe he wanted a private dance and a good fuck, but it's been a month and for the sweet pussy of Maria, this motherfucker haven't touched me or said he wants anything to do with me.I guess i was here to eat large, and get fat. HahahahahaI was beginning to get bored from all the drama of the day that turns into weeks and steps into months.I confronted him but he wasn't always in the best of moods, he left the
My heart melted but yet I froze, I have Anyways, he seems different,he looked more handsome,did he shave?, "You look so attractive, I feel like falling on the ground but I want you to catch me before my weight hits the ground" my head practically saying those words to me, funny right?.I stood in front of him so speechless, my eyes refusing to blink, so i don't miss any moment."I hate to repeat myself" his voice brought me out of my shadows."Really" I pose into my super lady style."Move out of my garden" he said in a tone I couldn't really read, is he just saying it in a normal way or is he angry?.Does he mean those words?, Well he should as we tell me to fucking leave his mansion, am sick of here already, but I wouldn't let what he said get to me, I plan to get back to him, oh yes! I wanted him to get
I was furious, I wanted to leave, I wanted to be far from this monster, I wanted to be free.I sat on the bed of the cage he kept me, I needed a plan but I had none, If I ever wanted to leave here, I had to construct a good plan."Should I ask him why I am here?, Why did he let Sarah go but won't let me see the outside world, like I'm his prisoner arggg!.I had no plans but I had the feeling tonight was my escape night.I stood up and started shouting and calling out for help. In no time the maid I met the other day came running to my aid,she asked what the matter was, I told her to call Ethan but she refused."Ok then" I went on from where I stopped,I was on top of my voice."Calm down ma, Sir Rolland will be mad at this unpleasant noise" she tried to shut me up."Who c
"Dinner is served" Canada announced.I was given a dress by Canada earlier on, it looked so lovely, Canada helped me all the way on to get ready for the evening."Are we having a party?" I asked her."No ma'am" she replied."Is there a feast?" I was curious."No ma'am" she said plainly."Is he having guests?" this time there was no response,she silently helped me with my dress and added some powder to my face.I was ready in no time,I know how many times I've had makeup on, this time... this time, I looked so different, I looked so beautiful, I couldn't help but admire Canada's touch of spark on my face."Sir Rolland would be waiting for you downstairs, please do not keep him waiting." She said and stepped out Immediately, I nodded to show her I concu
"Maryam am sorry" I repeated a thousand times now."Okay fine, so I was thinking of going out tonight with you....?" I said, trying to catch her attention, I watched her angry face turn into a blooming flower."Really?" she asked excitedly."Yes.... Like a park or something" I said to her."Yes!!! Yes!!!" she seems pretty excited, well guess this was a good or should I say, a better way to get a woman talking."Alright then" I said turning my back to face her, I was on my way out to get some coffee."Don't be late this time for breakfast, there won't be a second chance!! " she said aloud."Okay Maryam, I won't," I said, turning to look at her, I drew a cross at the left side of my chest."I cross my heart" I told her.Immediately I entered my silver grey Mercedes S600, and drove
"Maryam am sorry" I repeated a thousand times now."Okay fine, so I was thinking of going out tonight with you....?" I said, trying to catch her attention, I watched her angry face turn into a blooming flower."Really?" she asked excitedly."Yes.... Like a park or something" I said to her."Yes!!! Yes!!!" she seems pretty excited, well guess this was a good or should I say, a better way to get a woman talking."Alright then" I said turning my back to face her, I was on my way out to get some coffee."Don't be late this time for breakfast, there won't be a second chance!! " she said aloud."Okay Maryam, I won't," I said, turning to look at her, I drew a cross at the left side of my chest."I cross my heart" I told her.Immediately I entered my silver grey Mercedes S600, and drove
"16 missed calls" I read out."12 voice message?" I knew I was in trouble."8 mails" I let out a short laugh.Driving round town was a beauty to behold, all the smell of old trees and dusty grounds was quite amazing I must appreciate.Entering a house in this neighbourhood after dark was a job for the spook-brigade, or rookies as they used to be known. We call them spooks in honour of what they may become before being promoted to a safer positionI was indeed back home before dinner that was prepared two hours ago, I saw Maryam already dozed off on the dinner table, and I didn't want to wake her up, I quietly shut the door behind me.At first glance I wanted to take her to her room and lay her down on her bed but at second thought I didn't want to be questioned why I wasn't home early.I quickly tiptoed upstairs, trying not to make a noise, just
As the early morning birds sings,and I enjoy the melody, Maryam reached out toward the curtain and drew it aside in one strong motion. The light flooded in, bathing me in it's warm golds, revealing to me the colours it had brought to the world beyond my window pane, followed by the musty smell of old furniture."Gawd?"I said, really trying to avoid the smell."Good morning Mr Rolland"she said with a little bit of caution in her voice."How are you Maryam, it's too early to be up"I said, trying to make her leave me alone."No it's not, it's past twelve sir, you need to wake up" she said, I let out a loud groan, I was still laying down, trying to let my mind settle, then I managed to sit up.Maryam was busy picking up all my dirty clothes on the floor and making sure the room looked clean, she kept dusting the old chairs and trying to make them look alive."Wooof... Wooof!!!" She
"She had grown with me, forged a love that could not be matched, hmmmm.." I let out a soft chuckle."Whether to say who had aged better, she would never tell. On a day where the heat had reached its peak and the afternoon had nothing left to offer, she would lay her cheek against my cool, dark surface, follow the grooves with a finger and count the nicks with each memory of how they came to be." Saying that quite out loud"When she awoke in a cold sweat, the darkness fresh inside and outside her mind, I would talk to her, speak words of encouragement in that high, teetering voice of mines until she made it to other end of the hall and to her mother’s room. You’re almost there. You’re almost there. No one had ever grown closer to her than me, no one had ever come closer to feeling like home." I sighed, that was her favorite story line from the book "Memories" by Dim Leon, I remember
Approaching the low level gate, fancy wrought iron in a grey stone wall. The house is a simple country home, less desirable for being so far out of town. The front door, made of dark wood planks with black hinges spreading half way across, had that rustic appeal the rich city folk craved.Inside it would be renovated, no expense spared, the charm of the country with every modern convenience of a penthouse suite. Before pressing the intercom she let her fingers walk over the rough stone walls, stone lifted from the very dales she'd grown up in.Even in the warm spring sunshine there was a coolness to it. She let her eyes absorb the myriad of hues, all grey but made unique by their variance in minerals. She removed her hand and turned to press the button, but as her finger moved forward the door opened. Her professional smile was instant, her patter on autopilot.The thought of Nuella all just coming back to me and all
The basement was pitch black,she was as blind as if her eyes had been gouged. Her body washed cold. She brought her fingers to her eye sockets, they were still there. She turned back to the stairs and tried to run up, but her foot fell through each one like it was a mere projection. So how had she walked down them? She leant forwards to touch the stair and felt a fabric fall down her arm, soft and velvety.Cold metal touched her forehead, one grope told her it was a pointed hat, like a fairy tale crown. She grabbed it and a mirror appeared in front of her, glowing like a television screen. It was her, broken face and all, dressed like some picture book queen.She swallowed.“The queen must die,” isn't that what the ghost said?.Without sight of any knife in the mirror the image began to bleed from the neck. She raised her hand to feel the sticky warm fluid about her throat. She screamed; the image
Finally...Leaving the hospital was the best news so far,but going back to the very same mansion that I lived with the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with was miserable.From afar I could see the guards and maids standing at the front door of the mansion."Welcome home Mr Rolland!" Canada and the others standing in front of me with a tray of milk and cookies said warmly."Thanks," I said plainly."Take me to my room Mark,"I said a bit harshly."Yes boss" in no time I was in the very same room me and Nuella shared, and it all came back, coming back to me."Do you want anything else, boss?" Mark asked.No response."I'll take that as a no" she concluded."Please call me whenever you need me to do something for you, I'll be right out the door" he said, turning his back to disappear.I sat on my wheelchair,I
ETHAN'S POVIt's been over a year and three months,2 weeks, 6 days, 12 hours, 24 minutes, 48 seconds since Ethan has been in coma,I can't swear but I began to lose all hope."Hey" Mark said."Hey Mark," she said."How are you doing?" he asked."Am better" her faint voice said."You don't look so," he said."How can I be, Mark looks at him,he is dying,he is dying..." Hot streaming tears rolling down my face."Calm down, don't say that, Ethan is strong,he's going to get out of this" Mark seemed so sure about what he was saying."I really hope so, I really do," she said, wrapping Mark into a tight hug.She stood next to Ethan body laying down lifeless,she could feel her heart pounding and her hand icy cold, later that night, Mark was gone, she was tired and the doctors already came to check up on him,