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
Antonio stared out of his window with a cigar held between his fingers and a glass of wine in the other hand.He stared at the dark sky with luminous moon that shines over the people of the city and tiny bright stars that shine effortlessly.His eyes watched the busy city discreetly, both cars, animals and humans were busily minding their business.He dragged from the cigar between his fingers and puffed out the smoke before sipping from the wine glass.His thoughts went towards Ariana, why the heck had his father given her a marriage proposal?He could still remember the surprised look on her face, it had been a proposal she hadn't been expecting neither had he been expecting it but thinking about it he realized it was all to his advantage it was going to make his plan more easy.He remembered when he had asked his father why he gave her the marriage proposal; his father said, "She's a valuable resource that shouldn't be with another but you."He dragged again from the cigar and pu
"What are my schedules?" George asked his PA, Alexa, as he typed away on the mini Apple laptop stucked to his face."You have a date with Miss Victoria, all other schedules had been cleared." Alexa responded."What do you mean?" A little frown line creased his face as he looked up from his laptop. "What about the meeting with the ministers?""It has been postponed sir." Alexa said."Why?" He stared at his PA with questions written all over his features.."It was cleared on Mrs Alexander's order""What does that mean? Was she the one who employed you?" He growled out loud whilst still frowning."No sir, but you were the one who instructed me to always follow her orders.""And you don't know there are limitations to her orders? you should inform me whenever she gives you an order.""Sir, she threatened to stop her medication."He palmed His forehead frustrated, his mother was emotionally blackmailing his staff."I'm not going." He said firmly facing the laptop."But sir, it will affe..
Victoria steps into the classic enormous restaurant elegantly with shoulders high.She stared around the dimmed room looking for someone while her eyes stylishly took in the restaurant's beauty.It was a very big spacious room with two to three tables, with a very designated art on its wall accompanied with sculptural designs as a pillar, there were little ornaments at some corners Of the room with instrumentalists sitting at each playing slowly.The restaurant was one of a kind. As she walked slowly with her keen eyes still Searching around, "Miss Victoria."a lady dressed in a white shirt and black pant with a bow tie, bowed slightly and gave her a little tiny card, which she held curiously"This way ma " she bowed slightly as she stretched forth her hand.As she followed the lady who was her guide to her table, her mind was clouded with so many thoughts. *This had been the umpteenth time they're gonna had a date together, Mrs Alexander really knew how to control her son to her t
"Seriously, that old hag, why will she call you gold digger when her son was obviously glue to your neck.." Laila frowned, and Ariana shrugged.They were currently in Laila's house; in her kitchen preparing their lunch.Ariana explained everything that had happened so far to her friend who was angry when she was done..."And that Vic or Whatever I feel like crushing her." She hugged Ariana from behind as she was preparing their meal."I'm sorry, I wasn't there for you." She apologised wondering what her friend had gone through.Ariana turned after switching off the gas cooker "Nah, babe I'm a strong girl, you don't have to worry about me. I was able to keep up with them." ", you sure 'cause I will just.......""Yes, ma." Ariana chortled and eyed Laila"Let's talk about you, you've lost a lot of weight lately.""Really...I didn't notice anything." She feigned touching her neck and swivelled around while Ariana arched her brow suspiciously."Have you been sick lately?'She chuckled nerv
Alexa was going from department to department with a shopping trolley to pick what she needed when she bumped into someone, whatever the person held fell"Sorry." they both apologised, Alexa picked up the other person's item that fell and gave it to him; which he appreciated and walked away."Wow, that was fast " she mumbles as she continues picking other items. After picking up all she needed, she headed to the cashier. She placed all she had bought on the cashier's desk and stretched her card to her which the cashier collected."It declined your card." Said the cashier after a tenth of beeping."What do you mean? Alexa stared at the cashier confused."The machine is declining your card.". Alexa sighed and collected her card wondering what was wrong with it.She stared at the items she bought, she didn't want to return them 'cause she needed them urgently and more so, her boss gave her a day off which he rarely gives, so going shopping might be another month or year."Can I transfer?
Victoria lay on George's bed, dressed in his favourite colour lingerie, red. She had stolen his spare key from his mother when she visited her and there, she got to know his favourite colour.She had visited her to get more information on George which was really helpful: she learnt so many things about him which she will use on him to make him fall for her.She could hear the sounds of dying engine*he's back.* She re-brushed her ginger silk hair and reapplied her makeup before laying back carefully, with her ass shot out. She could heard his footsteps walking towards his room. Two steps, a step and "What the fuck are you doing in my fucking room." he growled which make her flinched."Just wanted to surprise my fiancé." She smiled trying to conceal her fear"Who the fuck give you my fucking key?" He gnashed "Who did you think could give me ?" She was getting cocky to conceal her fear."Heard red was your favourite." she walked towards the door and closed it seductively.George eyed
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