As the love boat sped across the tunnel, Ariana felt sick and anxious, she hated heights and the idea of moving so fast scared her beyond belief."Don't worry, it's okay, the ride is safe, relax." George told Ariana as he held on tight to her hand and stroked it with his thumb gently.Ariana wasn't paying attention to him though. She kept on focusing on anything but the motion of the boat, her anxiety rising with every bump and twist in the tunnel and every dip of the boat.Ariana closed her eyes and gripped onto George as the boat tilted sideways violently and she couldn't contain the scream that erupted from her lips . George felt her body jerk, shaking uncontrollably. He tightened his grip on her hand, pulling Ariana towards him.She gasped for air, trying desperately to catch her breath as the rocking movement caused her to feel nauseous. She was thrown forwards, landing on George's chest as they both fell off of the love boat. She slowly opened her eyes and immediately found hers
He leaned dangerously close to her ear and whispered. "I'll show you how we ended up here."Ariana's mouth parted slightly as her breath hitched in her throat in shock. She stared up into George's dark eyes as he lowered his head and kissed the skin along her jawline. The sound of the blood rushing through her veins was deafening and the butterflies in her stomach fluttered rapidly as goosebumps spread throughout her body. Ariana felt dizzy and weak as she struggled to control her breathing, struggling to keep her thoughts clear."I can show you how to tame those temper tantrums of yours Ariana, but only if you allow me to." He murmured against her skin.His lips brushed lightly against her neck causing Ariana's breath to hitch in her throat as goosebumps rose on her arms. She swallowed hard and blinked quickly, forcing herself to refocus back on reality and reality alone."Do you really think you're capable of controlling yourself when I'm around?" He asked her. "Or am I going to
"What? Why are we stopping?" Ariana asked him in confusion. George sighed quietly and rubbed his forehead tiredly. Ariana watched as he removed a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it. She raised an eyebrow at the note."The other side of the tunnel should lead us out of this maze." He said as he turned away from the dead end and headed to the new destination. Ariana frowned, why didn't he tell her he was with a map of the place? "Why didn't you tell me you had a map all this time?" She asked. "Just follow me." He said, turning around and walking away without a second glance. Ariana frowned as she gazed after him and followed closely behind him. After a few minutes of wandering through the tunnel they arrived at a small door at the end."Where are we?" Ariana queried."The exit.""The exit?"George nodded and stepped forward, pushing the small handle in the door. With a loud creak, the door swung open revealing a small corridor, lit by torches situated strategically throug
The ride back to the hotel was quiet as nobody said anything to each other. Both George and Ariana sat next to each other, George staring ahead with a scowl on his face and Ariana staring out of the window silently, lost in thought. After the incident earlier at the tunnel of Love Ariana decided that she needed to get away from George so she could compose herself. Unfortunately, after she tried to get as far away from George as possible, his phone rang, interrupting her thoughts.She glanced up at him quickly before returning to staring out of the window. George ignored Ariana's glare as he answered his phone."Hey dad..."Her curiosity got the best of her and she shifted in her seat."Dad? What's wrong?" George asked in concern. Ariana heard him groan as he leaned back and rested his head against his seat back with the phone pressed to his ear. He ran his hands down his face in annoyance."What happened to her?" George asked his Dad over the phone. Ariana raised an eyebrow as she wo
"Aww, that's not fair" Sydney whined sadly."I know baby..." Ariana consoled her.She sat beside Sydney on her bed whilst she listened to her daughter complain. It was almost 3PM and she still seemed quite upset about the decision of the school after she and her classmate had gotten into a fight.Ariana had given her business card to Daniel after politely declining his dinner offer and she had taken the next available flight the next day back home to meet her four year old daughter who the school had reported that she got into a fight. Infact, Ariana found out that Sydney and the little girl had never really been the best of classmates and Ariana wondered why little kids were having such beefs. Sydney was a sweet kid who tried very hard to fit in despite the fact that she wasn't particularly popular with everyone around her; Sydney was also extremely smart and a quick learner and she worked tirelessly on her schoolwork and had already passed her first math exam."Maybe you shouldn't h
Ariana sighed heavily as she entered the kitchen, rubbing her tired eyes. Her gaze fell upon the stack of pancakes sitting precariously on the stovetop, waiting to be put into the frying pan. She grabbed the stack, dumping the excess batter onto the counter, and turned on the gas beneath the pan. Ariana stirred the food idly, waiting for it to turn golden brown on the outside. It wouldn't take long before everything was ready. She turned the heat on high as it reached a perfect temperature and started pouring the contents onto two plates. Just then Sydney's voice echoed throughout the hallway."Mommy...can I watch television?" Sydney yelled excitedly as she burst into the kitchen."No, baby...Have you brushed your teeth?" Ariana replied absentmindedly as she flipped a pancake with ease."Yeah..." Sydney groaned, rolling her eyes. "I don't want to brush my teeth... It's too boring.""I'm sorry sweetie, but I already told you that you can't do any other thing in the morning before brush
"See you soon Sydney. Goodbye."Sydney giggled and waved even faster as they left the office. Once they exited the school building and got into the car Ariana reached over and hugged her daughter tightly."You did such a good job!" she cheered kissing Sydney's head repeatedly."Thank you mama.""Come on! Let's hurry and head home before we miss lunch!" She laughed and started the car up.Sydney sat quietly watching her Mom's fingers work over the steering wheel with interest."What do you want to do today sweetheart?""Can you teach me how to drive?""I'll teach you when you're older." Ariana chuckled."I want to be like you when I'm older mommy." Sydney said as she looked up at her mother.Ariana gasped in surprise, "Why would you say that?" she asked."Because you're so cool." Sydney giggled."Aw thanks honey, that's really sweet." Ariana smiled fondly at Sydney. "Oh darling, you already are my sweetie. You're just too cute for me to keep you locked away in a castle, I just had to b
"You're in love with your fucking baby Daddy." Laila said casually, as though commenting on the weather, while she sipped her water.Ariana gasped and jumped slightly in shock. She hadn't expected Laila to say something like that. "Don't say that Laila! I'm not in love with George, I can't be in love with him.""Exactly Ariana, you shouldn't be in love with him, not after everything he did to you." Ariana frowned at Laila."He hasn't done anything to me!" Ariana snapped defensively and Laila raised her eyebrows at her, clearly unimpressed.Ariana sighed and slumped further down in her chair, she wasn't sure how she had convinced herself otherwise, George had lied to her, he had used her and not once had he bothered to look for her all those years. Laila was right, she would be completely insane to be in love with him after everything he had put her through. "I'm sorry." Laila mumbled, seeing that Ariana still having a hard time coming to terms with her emotions.Ariana swallowed t
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