"Ta-da! Behold, the magical pajamas of sweet dreams!" Ariana announced, presenting the celestial-themed sleepwear.The girls' eyes sparkled with excitement as they eagerly reached for their respective sets. As they changed into their cozy pajamas, laughter echoed through the room, and Ariana couldn't help but marvel at the simple joy of these shared moments.With the girls now in their matching pajamas, the trio settled in for the rest of the evening. The soft fabric embraced them like a gentle hug, and as they curled up on the couch.Just as Ariana and the girls were relaxing in the coziness of their peaceful evening, the peaceful atmosphere was abruptly interrupted by the unexpected arrival of the nanny. The door swung open, and the nanny entered, her expression transforming into a disapproving scowl as her gaze fell upon Charlotte.Ariana, sensing the tension, greeted the nanny with a cautious smile, "Oh, hello there. We just finished bath time. Everything okay?"The nanny, without
"Who is this?" Charlotte's grandma asked the nanny, her tone sharp and dismissive.The nanny hesitated for a moment before responding, "This is Sydney, Charlotte's friend."Charlotte, oblivious to the tension, beamed and introduced Sydney, "This is Sydney! We're having a sleepover grandma."The grandma's demeanor remained icy as she looked Sydney up and down, seemingly unimpressed. "Oh..I see. I see that Charlotte has quite the poor taste in choosing friends. Well she's still a young one. She'll learn in time."Sydney, feeling the sudden chill in the air, clung to Charlotte's hand, looking up at the grandma with wide, innocent eyes. The grandma, however, continued to ignore her, addressing the nanny instead, "Make sure this one doesn't make a mess.""Grandma, she's a friend." Charlotte said in defense.The grandma's eyes narrowed, and she retorted, "Friend? Well, I hope she doesn't disrupt Charlotte's routine. We don't need any unnecessary distractions."Sydney, unaware of the tension
Ariana pulled her daughter and she and Sydney made their way to the door to leave the uncomfortable atmosphere behind, the room suddenly hushed. The door swung open, revealing a stunning, confident woman with flowing ginger hair. The grandma's stern expression softened as she announced, "Everyone, meet Victoria, George's fiancée."Ariana's heart sank as she took in Victoria's presence. Victoria was seemingly aware of the effect she had and she entered with an air of entitlement. The grandma beamed proudly, gesturing towards Victoria, "Ariana, this is Victoria. She's going to be part of our family soon."Ariana forced a polite smile as she felt a pang of hurt deep within. "Congratulations, Victoria. That's wonderful news."Victoria had a condescending smirk and she replied, "Oh, I'm sure you've heard all about it. It's quite a step up for George, isn't it?"Ariana smiled, making sure to keep her composure she then responded, "George is a good man. I'm happy for him."The grandma seemed
Mom" George called strolling down the stairs with mixed feelings on his face."My son." Mrs Alexander beamed as he spread his hands and hugged his mother and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.He initially hadn't planned to come downstairs but hearing voices which he guessed could be his mom tackling Ariana made him come down and he guessed that Alec must have been able to help.He stared at the ginger-haired lady behind his mom who shyly tucked her hair behind her ear: blushing and beaming.Victoria couldn't help but blush as he stared at her, she couldn't help but think that Mrs Alexander was right, her son was smoking hot, sexy, handsome, she couldn't help as she stared at his face his messy hair which she wished she run her hands through, his well chiselled proportioned nose, his plumpy thin cherry lips that could drive any woman crazy, his broad sho........"Who is she?" He asked huskily with his gaze still pinned on her, which made her turn crimson 'God.!' she thought to hers
"Bye mommy, I love you." Sydney said."Bye, Miss Ariana." Charlotte said.The two kids waved at Ariana as they got into the school premises, heading to their class.A smile was isplayed on Ariana's face as she watched the two girls held hands, they weren't bickering at each rather they loved each other and now holding hands without any fighting.She had volunteered to drop Charlotte off to show the teachers their improvement in their parental guidance, it wasn't an easy job as Mrs Alexander, George's mother had thought that she wanted to bewitch her granddaughter.Ariana scoffed as her thoughts wandered to what happened at the house earlier in the morning, she knew Victoria was bitch but she never knew victoria was a petty bitch.She rolled her eyes as she remembered how Victoria lied against her by slapping her without her doing her any wrong. She had then slapped Victoria back because she was the one that first slapped her just because she bumped into her while she was preparing her
Ariana stood at balcony clouded with thoughts, a glass of wine cling to her hand. She couldn't sleep a wink has her mind was clouded with different thoughts, thoughts of her life, a very messed up life which she hope to survive. she came out to the balcony to watch the star instead of her blue ocean designed ceiling that make feels like she was drowning in the ocean of her thoughts.She stared into the dark sky with a luminated moon and glowing tiny stars.She heaved as her reminisced on the journey of her life, a messed up life right from when she was cheated on by her ex.She wished she could turn back the clock, maybe, just maybe this whole thing wouldn't have happened, she was now in a fucked up mess and was trapped and entangled in it.She hoped George would not get to know about his daughter, the secret she hid from him, the one she's afraid might be stolen from her.Her mind ruminated towards victoria, the lady was really getting on her nerves, "I think it's high time I go bac
Victoria was with her friends dining and wineing at their usual venue hangout. "I thought he was gonna freaked out but I was wrong, he accepted my preggy and told me to stop working and only focus on our unborn kids." Anastasia one of Victoria's friends boasted as she rubbed her little baby bump."Well, I trust Richard, I knew he was a good guy." Eleanor another friend said as she sipped from the champagne flute."We all know, he wasn't serious about her,he was an asshole that goes after everything in skirt." Clara retorted and rolled her eyes, she despised Richard, and that was because he had broken Anastasia's heart twice and even with that, of course her friend, Anastasia would always go back to him like she was charmed by some kind of magical spell.Clara wasn't the type to despise people but she hated cheats, which was why she had never had any relationship with any guy, just a night stand was fine by her."Heard you're engaged to George Alexander?" Clara said and turned her att
"is everything set?" Ariana asked Zoey impatiently."Yes ma."Ariana was at the most classical restaurant with the best service, she eye scanned the restaurant thoroughly, it was a private room for VIPs. The room was an enchantment of magic ornated with sculptural designs with a luminous light radiance from the down light cylindrical chandelier and a well set table and chairs at the heart of the room with different cutleries set on it."Any news about Mr Richards? She asked checking her golden wristwatch."I have been conversing with Mr Donald his P.A, he said they will soon be here.""Noted." Ariana said, "Miss Zoey, am I well dressed?" She stwirled around."Yes, Miss Ariana." Zoey laughed silently, this is the tenth time Ariana was asking about her dressing."Miss Ariana, you don't have to be nervous, all you need is to speak confidently like you use to and show him how brave and virtuous you're.""I know right? I just can't stop the weak feelings, knowing who he was."Mr Victor
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