"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
Laila stepped outside and closed the door behind her and sighed heavily looking across the street before she hailed a taxi. After giving the driver her address, she slumped her back against the seat, closing her eyes tightly as she let out another deep sigh. The entire day had been quite stressful to her since she got the news of the principal's suggestio fry Ariana concerning Sydney. Laila was always the wild type bit lately she realized she has really been so reserved. Maybe she needed to let loose a bit more.Getting the cab dropped off in front of her building, Laila turned and walked inside. Once she opened the apartment's door, she was greeted by the sight of her untidy apartment that she had left when she had rushed over to see Ariana. It was time to clean up a little, and make the place look presentable once again.Laila took a deep breath. She knew she needed to quickly clean up and rest so she started off by picking up the couch pillows that were scattered everywhere on th
Laila slowly woke up the next morning and her whole body felt sore and tired. She lifted her hand up to rub her face and her fingers brushed against warm, soft skin. When Laila opened her eyes she found herself looking straight into green irises that filled up all of her vision. She let out a scream and her palm came in contact with the person's face. "OW OW OW!! What the heck are you doing?!" The stranger yelped. He held his hand over his left eye, where Laila had hit him."Whoa!" Laila exclaimed as she jumped away from him and landed on the floor. Her head pounded from hitting him."Ouch, watch it!" The man replied, rubbing his right eye again while wincing. "Watch where your hands are pointing.""Ha ha! She hit you good!" A young boy standing at the door said as he laughed hard.Laila looked momentarily in the boy's direction before she returned her attention to the man she had assaulted and recognition immediately hit her."Oh my God! Principal Thomas?" Laila exclaimed. "What are
Thomas found himself trying to calm his racing heart as he stared at himself in the mirror. Why was this so hard? he thought as he ran a hand through his damp hair. He shook his head and stepped into the shower, he quickly washed all the sweat and grime off of himself. When she had stepped into his kitchen with nothing but his Black shirt on and her damp hair, he had almost lost it in front of his son. All he had wanted to do was rip that damn shirt off her body and fuck her till her voice got hoarse from moaning his name. He shook his head to get rid of those thoughts, she had looked so fucking sexy wearing his shirt like that, her chest heaving up and down like she had just run a marathon and her eyes shining brightly. His mind went back to last night when he had seen her drinking heavily alone in the bar. He had been surprised at himself when he had even recognized her, he hadn't even realized she was Laila until she had turned towards him and fainted on his body. She had reeked
A few moments later, a strong arm wrapped itself around her back, catching her before she hit the ground. As soon as she found herself lying on the ground with Thomas kneeling above her, she gasped for breath as she tried to sit up. He moved his arms away from her and helped her sit up, supporting most of her weight.She felt her heart beating erratically in her chest as she struggled to catch her breath, "Thomas, don't worry...I am fine." She said between heavy breaths. She knew that she couldn't fool him with her words, he must have been concerned about her health, seeing her this vulnerable and frail.Once she was upright she rested her forehead against the hood of the car as she tried to regain control of her breathing."Are you okay?" His concern sounded laced through his voice which made her heart swell."Yeah, I'm fine." She breathed out as she stood up and dusted herself off. "You should go to the hospital." Thomas suggested. "I don't need to-" she started to protest before
Upon arriving at her house she stepped out of the taxi car and entered Ariana's apartment to find Ariana sitting on her sofa, holding a tissue and wiping her tears away, her eyes puffy and red and face tear streaked, as if she had been crying."Hey..." Laila uttered softly as she closed the door behind her. She slowly approached Ariana, placing the food and beverages onto the coffee table and taking a seat next to her, placing her hand on her shoulder.Ariana looked up towards her and sniffled. "Hey... Sorry about this mess." She said while she gestured at everything scattered across the room."Don' be sorry..." She murmured sympathetically, she wiped away Ariana's tears as her eyes trailed down towards the container that she brought along with her. "What happened?"Ariana sighed heavily as her lower lip trembled."Is it about George?" Laila asked but Ariana shook her head. "No, it's not about George. In Fact it has nothing to do with him." Ariana responded."Then what is it about?
As she drove past the gates she noticed many guards stationed everywhere and even inside of the building. There were security cameras everywhere and she figured they must have seen her driving through, she wondered how they knew who she was but decided to forget about it.Ariana pulled up to the entrance and parked the car, turning off the engine as she did so."Come on baby, let's head inside." Ariana said as she unbuckled her seat belt."Okay." Sydney responded as she hopped out of the car. A lady that appeared to be the nanny was standing at the front door beside a little girl who Ariana guessed must be Charlotte that wasn't on good terms with Sydney.Charlotte had a grown on her pretty little face, she had blue enchanting eyes and blonde hair that was tied up in a messy bun. She wore a simple light purple tank top and black denim shorts. She was really pretty. The second she heard the sound of the car approaching she quickly hid behind her nanny who immediately wrapped an arm a
Charlotte huffed in disgust and threw her iPad onto the floor before jumping out of the couch and running towards the stairs before shouting back one last time, "Make sure you leave!" as she disappeared upstairs.Ariana watched as Charlotte left and let out a soft sigh, shaking her head as she watched the little girl run upstairs before turning to the nanny."She's quite feisty for a four year old girl.""You should refrain from speaking about the young miss," The nanny had an annoyed look before she continued. "Follow me, I'll show you to your rooms."The three headed upstairs and soon Ariana and Sydney found themselves at a suite of rooms near the end of the hallway. The room was spacious and had high quality furniture and was decorated in dark colors with accents of Blue and purple. It was definitely a luxurious environment. The bedroom designated to Ariana consisted of a large bed with silk sheets, a fluffy duvet cover and matching pillow cases along with a large vanity table wit
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