Daniel continued to watch Ariana intently, trying to gauge her reaction to him. She was beautiful and her presence was intoxicating, it felt good watch her with so much respect and admiration. However, he had to make absolutely certain that George wouldn't notice him. He watched as George made his way over to Ariana, who was still staring intensely at him. Daniel noticed George smile, something told him George sensed his presence. George reached out his hand and placed it onto Ariana’s arm. Daniel narrowed his eyes and shook his head. George must have felt his presence because suddenly he looked directly at Daniel, their eyes meeting for a brief moment before Ariana tore herself away from George and went to the toilet. Daniel decided to walk up to George and introduce himself. He approached George and extended his right hand."Good afternoon, I'm Daniel." he said.George shook his hand and smiled. "Nice to meet you, Daniel." he responded cautiously. "It looks like you and the pre
George leaned closer to Ariana 's ear and whispered something that she couldn't hear, his lips found her neck. He gently placed his hands on either side of her and pressed his chest firmly against hers, trapping her body in between his arms. His body was hard, he felt good against her and his mouth moved down to kiss the base of her neck and his tongue trailed along the area where his lips met hers. His hands moved further upwards toward Ariana's hips and squeezed them tenderly. Ariana let out a moan as she felt his touch and her fingers curled into his shirt. He pulled away slightly and lowered his head and kissed her again, his lips lingering against hers for several moments. Ariana closed her eyes tightly and breathed deeply. George lifted his head slightly, his breath tickling her neck."You want me, I know it," he whispered seductively in her ear."I... uh..." Ariana began, still caught off guard. Her voice faltered as she felt the warmth that surrounded her body begin to fade aw
"Come on, baby. We'll finish this later." George kissed her cheek and then headed back into the party with her hand grasped tightly within his. Ariana couldn't believe what she just heard. Did he just refer to her as baby? Was it just a game he was playing? A joke to embarrass her? Or maybe he did intend to do serious and deep stuff with her tonight.A blush appeared on her face at the mere thought of those words being spoken to her. He was probably only referring to what happened earlier, and nothing more. She thought about what they did earlier, how he held her and kissed her. He looked at her and she can sense a hint of longing and passion behind his dark eyes. Ariana felt her heartbeat increase and she bit her bottom lip nervously. She wondered what it was exactly about the man that caused her to feel so shy.Suddenly she heard loud music start playing which alerted her of a change in the atmosphere. The crowd cheered loudly and Ariana looked up at the stage, seeing that it was
"You okay?" He whispered."What?" Ariana replied confused."You're pretty red in the face... You okay?"Ariana smiled sheepishly. "Just a little dizzy." She lied convincingly.He grinned. "No you aren't.""Why are you staring at me like that. Do I have something on my face?" She asked defensively. George chuckled. "Not at all. Just wondering. How long have you been waiting to get your hands on him?" Ariana frowned slightly. George's tone of voice was implying that he was jealous of Daniel."Who are you talking about?" Ariana asked nonchalantly.His lips curved upwards slightly and his eyes stared into hers for a brief moment as though he was searching her soul. "Nothing... just a question."Ariana remained silent for a minute , trying to figure out what is happening here. Is he jealous? Does he know about what had happened earlier between us? Ariana couldn't believe the thought. Could George possibly have feelings for her? Ariana shook her head slightly, trying to dispel the though
Ariana stood motionless and stared wide eyed at George's retreating figure as he left to take the call. My wife? How could she have forgotten so soon that he had a one night stand with her a night before his wedding. She had once again stupidly let herself be deceived by George. All the memories came rushing back into her head and her heart ached painfully in her chest.Ariana clenched her fists tightly, the pain in her chest causing her to bite her bottom lip. Ariana didn't realize that she was shaking uncontrollably until someone grabbed her wrist and forced her fist open. As soon as she noticed this she glanced up to see who exactly dared to touch her like that. The first thing that came into her mind was George."Let go of me!" Ariana exclaimed angrily.The grip around her wrist loosened slightly "Don't worry I won't hurt you," Daniel reassured softly as he massaged her palm.Ariana continued to stare at Daniel, completely stunned, unsure of what to do or say.Daniel noticed this
George couldn't understand why Ariana was suddenly giving him the cold shoulder and silent treatment the next morning. After he had taken the phone call and he had returned to the balcony, he had not seen her there. He had only seen Daniel who told him she had retired for the night. He wasn't exactly sure why, but he guessed it might have been something to do with the kiss or how exhausted she had been from the flight and meeting. Either way it didn't bother him too much, he figured maybe she just needed space. Maybe she would come talk to him later once she was rested. In the meantime though, he decided he would spend his night alone on the balcony. But surprisedly, the next morning Ariana was being completely cold towards him. Ariana acted like nothing had happened between them last night. It hurt George that Ariana didn't want to talk about it or even talk to him for that matter. She barely spoke and hardly looked him in the eye when he tried talking to her.George wondered what
Ariana groaned, rolling over on her bed with a heavy sigh and burying herself into the sheets. Her plan had been to avoid George for the rest of the day but now that was ruined because she was suddenly asked by Mrs Thompson to go on a tour of the city with George. Ariana couldn't even begin to process what was going on at the moment. All of her thoughts were scattered all over the place, she didn't know how to put them together. She couldn't focus on one thing at the moment. She tried to push all of her thoughts aside, but they weren't having any of it. They kept coming back to the kiss they shared at the event. How they kissed. It felt so natural for them. How their tongues touched, the heat that filled the kiss and the pressure that came from their bodies against each other. Ariana couldn't help it, she wanted that again. She just couldn't understand where those feelings came from. She didn't want to remember kissing George, and why would she ever want to kiss George? It was stup
A few hours later, Ariana arrived downstairs dressed in a pair of shorts and tee shirt. As she descended the stairs her eyes landed on George who was sitting at the table, flipping through a magazine. She walked past him and headed for the exit."Ariana." She heard him call her name before she stopped in her tracks. "Can we talk? Can I talk to you for just a moment?" he asked gently, getting up from the chair."It's ok George, I'm fine, really." Ariana replied, turning back to meet his gaze briefly but looking elsewhere as soon as she was faced with his intense blue eyes. She didn' want him to catch on to her emotions just yet. Ariana turned around and made her way towards the lobby; she was determined to ignore George. She needed to get outside so she could breathe without being distracted by all of his emotions."Wait!" yelled George behind her. Ariana slowed down and paused for a moment. "Listen," George began to speak in a soft tone, approaching Ariana from behind. "You can tel
Dear Beloved Readers,If you're reading this, it means you've stuck with me through every twist, turn and terribly crafted joke that I've dared to type and send your way. For that, I owe you a universe of thanks or at the very least, a coffee if we ever meet anywhere beyond our various screens.Saying goodbye is never easy, especially when you've spent so much time in a world that exists somewhere between reality and the imagination. We've been through a lot together, haven't we? We've faced dragons (metaphorically, more like we watched the characters face dragons…hehe, evil laugh..), dived deep into the deep end of human emotions and emerged on the other side with our hearts strangely full, if not a bit bruised.But fear not, dear readers, for this is not the end. It's merely a pause, a deep breath before we dive back into the pain of creation. I come bearing news of a sequel, a new adventure that demands to be told, focusing on our beloved characters Thomas and Laila. Yes, you read
They stood apart, breathing heavily, circling each other like predators. The outcome was uncertain, both men pushed to their limits, neither willing to back down.But after several long moments of this standoff, something finally snapped.George’s arms suddenly came flying into motion, one after the other delivering blows to Antonio’s unprotected sides. Antonio dropped his blade in response, clutching at the wounds he had received. When he recovered, he threw himself at George, intent on revenge. George, knowing this would only escalate, stepped forward, blocking Antonio’s path, and retaliated by driving his elbow into Antonio’s stomach.Antonio doubled over, coughing as he gasped for air. He tried to recover quickly, but when he tried to rise, George lashed out again, his fist connecting with Antonio’s face. George seized the knife from his belt and hurled it with all his strength at Antonio’s head. But his aim was off, the weapon clattering uselessly off the walls behind Antonio’s n
Laila and Daniel moved through the warehouse's maze-like interior with a silently but there was urgency in their steps, their path was illuminated only by the occasional shaft of moonlight that pierced the grimy windows. The air was thick with the smell of a machinery long silent and every step seemed to echo in the vast emptiness.They hadn't gone far when the first sign of trouble presented itself, not as a sound, but as a sudden shift in the air, a tension that prickled the hairs at the back of Laila's neck. She raised a hand, signaling Daniel to stop."Looks like the welcoming committee finally noticed us," Laila murmured with her eyes scanning the darkness for any movement.Daniel sighed in frustration of the delay and quipped, "Do you think they're upset we didn't RSVP?"Before Laila could reply, shadows moved from the darkness, and it turned into the forms of Antonio's guards. They were fewer than the ones George and Alec had faced, but their intent was no less deadly.The firs
In the dimly lit confines of a small, makeshift cell within the warehouse, Ariana, Zoey, and Daniel's little son, The little boy, huddled together. The air was stale, heavy with the weight of uncertainty, but Ariana's arms around the children were a fortress, her resolve a beacon in the gloom.The little boy, no more than four years old, clung to Ariana, his small frame trembling. Zoey, though trying to mask her fear, kept a vigilant watch over The little boy, her protective instincts as fierce as any guard outside their door."It's going to be okay, little boy," Ariana whispered, her voice a soothing melody in the harshness of their reality. "Your daddy and Uncle George are coming for us. They're like... superheroes, you know?"The little boy's eyes, wide and filled with the innocence of youth, looked up at Ariana. "Like... like Batman?" he asked, a quiver in his voice.Zoey smiled, despite the fear gnawing at her heart. "Exactly like Batman. But cooler. Your dad is like... Batman an
Under the veil or one could say the protection of a night sky, the air was very thick with anticipation and worry, George and his companions which consisted of Laila, Alec and Daniel, that is after George had convinced his mother to stay behind, they stood before the old warehouse, the stronghold of their nemesis, Antonio. The night was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that was before a storm, a fitting backdrop for the fear that was brewing in their hearts. George, Laila, Daniel, and Alec had drove through the underbelly of the city, they had been guided by Daniel and the information they had gotten from George's ex and also by the whispers of hope and the relentless beating of their own hearts and now they found themselves at the middle of a rescue mission that seemed both daring and desperate. The warehouse loomed before them, an evidence of forgotten industry, its silhouette a serious opposite against the night sky and its shadow loomed.Laila's gaze was steely and her determin
George settled into his study and sipped his bourbon, the taste reminding him of Ariana. They hadn't been together since she got pregnant and had Sydney. George knew he couldn't wait for her to return, not when he'd seen what kind of person he was whenever he was around her. He knew that Ariana would understand why he had acted the way he did, because he did love her. He had always loved her, even though he always did like hated her more than anything else in the world.George knew deep down that there was no way that he could ever stop loving Ariana. He just hoped that she wouldn't leave him when he would finally be able to rescue her from where Antonio had kidnapped her and was keeping her."Son?" Mrs Alexander called softly as she stepped into his study. She looked around before she saw him sitting behind his desk. His office wasn't very bright, he preferred to keep the blinds closed so he could read in peace when he studied, especially at night."Yes mother?" His voice sounded ro
"Do you like that?" She breathed heavily.He looked at her and then looked at her pussy and then back at her.He smiled. "I didn't know you knew how to use wine bottles like this one."“This is one of my favourites too.”"Is this what you normally do before sex? I mean do you have sex often?"She shrugged. "I usually use a lot of lubricant but this is the way I like it. I'm so wet for you baby.""I'm sure you are, Go on eat and continue drinking, this night is going to be wild. You'll be sorry you came here once I'm done fucking you up." George said sexily.I'm sure you are, Go on eat and continue drinking, this night is going to be wild. You'll be sorry you came here once I'm done fucking you up." George said sexily. He was now looking very proud of himself."You mean you'll be sorry, I'll be sorry, I won't regret coming here." She smirked, knowing exactly what was about to happen. She had already started having the desire to see the look on his face once he made love to her."Eat fi
Her egoistic nature fueled her belief that she held a certain allure, a charm that could manipulate those around her. The evening held the promise of satisfaction for Jamie — the satisfaction of knowing that both Antonio and George might fall under the spell she intended to cast.With a final glance in the mirror, she left her home, confident in her ability to come out triumphant of any complexities that the evening would present.She had to be honest with herself, her whole family had hated her when she had not been able to maintain she and George's marriage but now she was ready to get him back and make him hers. She began to think of how many siblings she would give her daughter. She rolled her eyes as she thought of Antonio, he had been the whole reason why her marriage had failed. She had been sleeping with him and when she had found out she was pregnant, she had told him and he had asked her to get rid of the child. She remembered how she had convinced her mom to set her up on
The morning sun cast a soft glow through the windows of George's mansion as he dialed Jamie's number, with an air of uncertainty lingering in his voice. After a few rings, Jamie answered, her voice was a distant echo through the phone."Jamie, it's George. Can we talk? There's something important I want to discuss," George began, the weight of his recent tribulations evident in his tone.Jamie, on the other end, hesitated before responding, "What's this about, George? We don't exactly have a history of smooth conversations."George took a deep breath, the gravity of his words carrying through the phone line. "I miss you, Jamie. I miss us. Can we meet? There's something I need to tell you in person."A pause ensued, the silence stretching as Jamie absorbed his words. Finally, she sighed, "Fine, George. I'll come over. But this better not be some elaborate scheme or a waste of my time."Relief and anticipation mingled in George's voice as he responded, "Thank you, Jamie. I appreciate it