“What is wrong this time around? Why are both of them calling me almost at the same time?” My troubled mind continued to ask me repeatedly but there was no answer forthcoming.
I was obviously too engrossed in too many things lately to have a clear head.
Whatever is wrong I don’t know but I must find out before it is too late. I remember the last time they were both calling me like this, it was the police who were looking for me.
“What could it be this time?” my curious mind posed another question to me that I could not still find a logical answer to.
Whatever benefit people get from this alcohol is definitely not for me. Last time was the second time I remember taking it and it is already holding a gloomy outcome from all indications. If only I was not weakened by the effect of that alcohol, I would have answered the phone and would have known what was
If one had told me that I was coming home to meet what my eyes are seeing as I stood at the door to Jakes’ room, I would have doubted. Not even the best of gods and goddesses could have made me even have the least believe that it could happen.But I guess that is life right? That shit can be so unpredictable. You never can tell what would happen next, even with your eyes fully opened.That is what my life has become these days, surprises popping up here and there even when I least expected it. First was when I walked up to Leo and asked that he pop my cherry. Strange that I told that to a total stranger whose face I could not even make out because it was covered with hair. But yeah, I did!The shocker came the next day when I learned from the police that the one who I desperately wanted to throw my precious woman treasure at, was Leo, the famous faceless thief!When I was yet to recover from th
There was no way I would have known who sent the message. If I had known, I would have been trembling when I first received a beep sound in my phone.When I opened the text message and wanted to read it, the name of the sender was the first thing to catch my attention, maybe because it was written in bold letters; Lucas Halloway!“Lucas what?” I screamed.A text message from Lucas Halloway is something to worry about. Even though the message was already opened in my hand, I could not bring myself to read the content of it. I was just staring into oblivion, scared to read what he wrote because instinctively, I knew it would be nothing but trouble.I should have wondered how he got my phone number since we never see eye to eye. But I know getting my mobile number is not an issue for him, at least I work for him. But what could be so important that he is sending me a message?&n
As Lucas kept his eyes fixated on mine, they were burning with fire. Whether of passion or anger, I don’t know. I might be able to tell the two apart with others but not with the strange man that was tormenting me with his looks. I was literally sweating and I know he could see what wickedness he was doing to me.One minute he was angry, now he looked calm, very calm that I would he was not because it could spell doom at the end.Are all Halloways like this? Having dual personalities!Maybe he is trying to get information from me. This can never be a normal look.“Is he trying to flirt with me?” I thought.“You might soon have to choose between working in this hospital or staying with that loser called Sabastian,” he dropped the bomb.I wasn’t expecting that. He got me confused. I don’t know how the discussion g
There I was, eyes closed, tongue out full length, kissing the guy I thought was Sebastian. The stress I had been through got a better part of me that I wasn’t thinking.The smell of whoever’s mouth I was kissing was different from that of Sebastian. Though not repulsive, it was still strange.“This cannot be my Sebastian,” I thought.I stopped abruptly and who stood before me was unimaginable!Brian!I was kissing the wrong guy for the past thirty seconds or so. No wonder I was not getting any response from him.“Oh my God! What was I even thinking? This is just not happening!” I yelled so loud on the inside.I could see the shock on his face. He never knew why I did what I did and might be thinking I was into him already.But no!There he stoo
When I finally got to the doctor’s office, I was told that he was seeing someone and so I could not go in immediately. It wasn’t his fault, I was late. I looked at the time and yes, I was truly late, thirty-five fucking minutes late!The option left for me is to wait. There is no way I could all the way go home without seeing the doctor. I really want to know the state I am in and if there is any hope for me at all.With the advanced technology around the world, it is not a hopeless case. But how could a helpless orphan that could not even pay her rent, let alone send her kid brother to school foot the bill of chemotherapy?I slept off in that hopeless state. Was it a sound sleep? Not at all!I don’t know how long I slept, maybe for thirty to forty minutes. But I had terrible dreams, very scary dreams that seem to last for a whole day.In one of those drea
The previous night was quite messy for me. The police, for the first time, came close to arresting me. The first time because on the bridge when Debby was taken, I was on top of the game.But I was completely surrounded last night. What gave me the gut to do what I did to escape must be the inner drive I have to stop at nothing until my mother is out of prison and the dirty linen of the Halloways is washed in the public.I succeeded in getting away from the crime scene, and so did Ace. Even though the police wasted their time following me, they lost me in a few minutes. The only problem we have now that is a serious one is Ace’s car was parked at the crime scene and the police took it.As I was standing at the topmost balcony of the Halloway’s mansion, staring at the rising sun like I always do, I heard footsteps behind my back so I turned.“Good morning boss!” Walter gr
After I received a call from Sebastian that he was already close to my house, I was in a hurry to be prepared before he comes. I was just wearing perfume so I could smell nice for him when I heard the door opening. “Shit! He is already here!” I muttered. I hurriedly put a finishing touch to what I was doing, not wanting him to come and meet me that way. It was already a few minutes past 8 pm so I was wearing pajamas, opened from top to bottom in the front. I quickly tied the lace that come with it around my waist. It was transparent pajamas, enough to show clearly every contour of my body in the most possible revealing way. The cleavage of my girls was perfectly exposed. My hair was well packed, though not held in a bun like I would have done, I made sure it was enough attraction to lure the staunchest of men to bed. I wore no bra so my girls have all the freedom they want to stan
He stood strong, my hero, as the whole of my weight was on him. My tongue must be a good job because I could hear him humming some indistinct sound.My legs are still wrapped around his waist and my arms are still on his shoulder. I hold his nape and push his head forward a bit so that my tongue can have a deeper access to his mouth. The freshness of his breath is amazing. My tongue continues to savor everything coming out of it like a hungry kitting being fed by its mother.He takes me to the table close to the top of my bed where I read and sit me on it. I keep my lips locked up with his as we go, unwilling to let go like a child who is afraid of his candy.He stands between my legs, his eyes closed and his both hands make fists with which he supports his weight on the table.I removed my hands from around his neck and unbutton his shirt. I run my hand across his hairy chest and placed my mou