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Young entrepreneur named Antonie Nelson involved in a single-car accident. According to CCTV footage and statements from several eyewitnesses, the sedan was speeding and appeared increasingly uncontrollable at Mile Marker 98. The car crashed into the road barrier and overturned for a distance of 400 meters.
The accident resulted in significant damage. As of the time this news is being released, a long traffic jam has occurred on the highway heading toward New York City. It is not yet known whether there are survivors and the extent of the damage caused by this single-car accident.
The cell phone in the grasp of the black-haired girl slammed onto the floor. Her body tensed up. Her eyes stared blankly at the TV screen broadcasting the recent news. Even though the car wasn't entirely visible, she recognized the badly damaged black sedan.
"Hey," Cedric's call broke my reverie. My favorite spot in the house was the swimming pool. A gazebo was built around it, a place to unwind or like now, to sit bathed in the soft light from the garden lamps. Don't forget a cup of Americano and my favorite cheesecake.I didn't need to respond to his call because my annoying brother was already sitting beside me, grinning widely. "Give me back the bike, Sis."Cedric and all his wants. "No way. You gave it to me. Once something is given, you can't ask for it back, Cedric.""It was so hard for me to get it." Cedric's voice was full of complaint. He was begging. Of course, I wasn't fooled. I waved my hand to signal that I didn't want any intervention regarding the classic bike that I secretly admired."More than that, huh."I knew Cedric coming to me wasn't just about the bike."He got James Andrew William’s approval, which is amazing. Lobbying him was really tough. He's really objective."
Inhale. Exhale.That's what I did for the past fifteen minutes since I sat on my throne earlier. Everything I had planned for today had lost its focus. My hands clenched tightly, my nails digging into my palm. I didn't care if it resulted in scratch marks. I was furious. Extremely.Damn that guy! How could he... Oh God. Why did I have to meet someone like James Andrew William? I rarely ever felt disturbed by a man's presence for a long time, but why did Andrew have to be so audacious?The morning news was still vivid in my memory. The gossip page reported that the successful and handsome entrepreneur had finally found a prospective wife. And my name was clearly there. Moreover... a photo of him opening the car door for me. Even though I firmly rejected and pushed him away. I didn't even accept his crazy invitation!Oh God!Ah, whatever. I threw myself back onto the chair's backrest. It's pointless to dwell on this. During lunch, I'll take a moment
"Dad, can you persuade Grandpa Jordy for unusual matters that he'll later voice out?" I asked with a slightly urgent tone. Papa's workspace hadn't changed much, except for the addition of more thick books. This was also one of my favorite rooms to visit when I came home, besides my own room, of course.The man I admired and looked up to as my number one role model was sitting at his desk, reading one of the books that I assumed was his current reading material. His glasses were perched slightly lower on his nose. In my eyes, the wrinkles around his eyes were clearly visible. Suddenly, my chest ached."Greetings, Krystal."No matter how old I was, when Papa said that, I still pouted playfully. "Sorry, Pa. The issue can't be delayed to be discussed."Papa lowered his glasses. He smiled warmly at me, and I happily rushed into his embrace, absorbing the deep scent of his favorite scented clothes."How's work?"I adjusted my seat to be comfortabl
"Mrs. Krystal," Anna called out suddenly. I hadn't even entered the corridor yet, but I could already hear her voice coming from another direction. As I turned, the girl appeared out of breath."Where have you been?"It seems like Anna needed a lot of lungsful of air to speak. Somewhat flustered, she finally managed to voice what made me want to curse."Downstairs, there are so many bouquets of flowers. And it feels... Anna knows who they're from. Earlier, Anna was called because there were too many, so she had to ask for help—""Tell the building security to dispose of them," I said firmly, without even looking at her. This time, I had to truly confront her. Ignoring her didn't mean she would stop misbehaving. How audacious!Without realizing it, I slammed the door shut, leaving Anna startled by my actions. Somewhat harshly, I placed my carried bag down. At this point, my mood was exceptionally far from being happy.This
William.Who doesn't know that name? One of the cabinet ministers serving for the next five years. A figure respected and feared, both by foes and friends. Before becoming a minister, Andreas Jackson William was a successful businessman who dominated the property sector.And I... know very well who Jackson is. In my twenties, I spent a lot of time with Grandfather Jordy. Meeting him several times, engaged in casual conversations about the ups and downs of profits, occasionally boasting about Mrs. William's cooking at their luxurious home. For a long time, I've been unknowingly immersed in a lot of business knowledge, and it's become clear that I've been groomed to take the reins when I reach a suitable age.But truly, I didn't know his only son until we were brought together during a meeting with top Lazade officials. And I wasn't aware initially because Andrew hid his last name. For whatever reason, I didn't care to know. But the more I met – and this was
This is a misfortune of its own for me. Since the beginning of his arrival at my parents' house, I knew, my lips aren't capable of rejecting him. But don't expect the word 'yes' to roll smoothly as tonight's conclusion. I'm not a naive twenty-something who can be swayed this way and that. Or charmed by his style... tonight, I'll give a half-hearted applause; Andrew is handsome after all.Wearing a black shirt that hugs his body perfectly, not to mention his always impeccable appearance. Maybe for some women, they wouldn't think twice about accepting his invitation. Not me.I'll make them retreat systematically with the stubbornness I possess. I'll act normal even though I feel like rolling my eyes in frustration; having the door opened for us as we arrived at Grandfather's yard, asking to hold my hand—this I strongly refuse. No one is allowed to touch me recklessly. And receiving teasing glances from some close relatives.For the first time in over a decad
Business and love.Two things I feel, can still be separated. I've lived sixteen years without love, but that doesn't mean I'm begging from numerous men. That's the most impossible thing I would do. My heart is still full of love, even though the feelings I have are worlds apart now.My life is indeed a struggle with business. Business. And business. I know the dark and dirty games of high-ranking officials. Elbowing each other while smiling. Plotting against each other when visiting one another. I'm one of those who survive proudly, not just because I'm from a group often called weak, but in reality, many hesitate when they face me directly.Papa and Grandpa successfully molded me into who I am now. But that doesn't mean they're making me the last pawn for the same reasons. Papa did place me to grow BlaxtonExpress. While I know Papa and Grandpa built other businesses. William's presence there as the main investor. The distribution of shares is clear among the t
I have experienced loss. I have felt despair, wanting to plunge into the abyss. Embracing a lifeless body to keep it close. The fear was so strong, it crashed into me, causing me to lose my sense of direction in life.And I don't want that to happen again this time. I know that loss is very real, looming so close. I don't know when my time, my father's time, or even my mother's time will come. I know that clearly, but still... this heart cannot turn away from sadness and brokenness.I witnessed it vividly, Grandfather Jordy hooked up to various tubes and medical equipment. My tears were spent. My strength was just enough to support my body to keep watching over Grandfather there. In a room that I didn't know when I could approach and touch his wrinkled body.Mother patted my shoulder as if transferring the same doubt. So that we could both give each other strength. "Grandfather will surely get through this," she said. I smiled weakly, resting part of my head on
I was just about to be hit by a pleasurable wave. A wave I had been waiting for and was sure would be amazing, even though it was just using his hands and tongue. But I admit, Cedric really had a knack for rendering me powerless with just those two parts of his body. What if he entered me with his manhood?No words could describe the ecstasy that was building."Waiting for something?"My breaths were slightly ragged; my face was probably already flushed with passion. Given what I was experiencing in this state of anticipation, I spoke with a pleading tone. "I'm waiting for you to enter me, honey."Through the corner of my eye, I saw Cedric smirk ever so slightly. "So, this is what you get, honey."The sheets I lay on were utterly messed up. My hands clenched again, especially when Cedric's manhood pushed into my womanhood. I couldn't tell if I was too tight or if Cedric was just getting larger.It felt full and tight."H
Slowly but surely, I play with Cedric's penis. Creating wet traces there. Repeatedly. Moving like a child who's given their favorite lollipop. Several times, I also suck on the tip of Cedric's manhood.Feeling how Cedric's taste fills my mouth. The first time I did this, it felt strange. But as time goes on, I've become addicted. Sometimes, I intentionally make Cedric release himself in my mouth.Because I know... our second session is going to be way wilder than the first. That's also why I want to experience it again."Oh, Joice! You're getting really skilled at sucking, babe." Cedric starts to get restless; I can tell. Occasionally, his hand strokes my cheek, sometimes reaching for my hair and holding it in a grip. I think he also doesn't want our activity to be disrupted by my hair. With his other hand, Cedric squeezes my breast, though I can't really feel the squeeze.I guess it's because Cedric is more focused on the core of his body that I'm curren
"Instead of feeling your kiss without being allowed to kiss back, how about using your mouth to unbutton my shirt?" he suggests, and I quickly nod in agreement. Cedric slightly shifts his sitting position to get more comfortable. Then, he resigns himself to what I'm about to do.One by one, I undo the buttons of his black shirt. Just as he asked; using my mouth. I also use my fingertips to gently graze his skin with a deliberate rhythm. On purpose. It's not just him who knows how to raise body temperature with passion. I can do it too.And I won't waste this ability of mine to please him. They say that making your husband happy is one of the things that adds to the joy of married life. Besides, after our lovemaking session later, Cedric won't stop praising me. Who wouldn't be happy to be praised by their own husband?As soon as his shirt buttons are all undone, Cedric's body shape remains unchanged. I guess my husband really takes care of himself with a lot of w
Putting on a soft perfume around the nape of my neck is the final part of my preparation to welcome Cedric. I glance at the clock – it's been ten minutes since he went to the kids' room. Such a fleeting moment to get myself ready. The click of the door makes me stop what I'm doing at the vanity table. I grab the kimono-shaped pajama I casually hung up to greet him.When we come face to face, Cedric looks at me with a furrowed brow."Why... are you in your pajamas? Didn't you check the gift I left for you earlier?"I smile and close the distance between us. I made sure to lock the bedroom door, just in case Zain suddenly opens it or Zennita walks in without permission.I still remember what happened a few years ago when Cedric was right on top of me, but I quickly pushed him away because Zain was at the door. He asked, "What's Papa doing in there?"Since that day, the door hasn't escaped my attention. Even though they've grown up
Having two kids is fun. I believe that. Especially when you have a partner like Cedric, who's always ready and available whenever I need him. Though I can't deny, the fear before childbirth stressed me out big time. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to open my eyes and greet Zain and Cedric anymore. Also, my other family members: Krystal, Dona, Naomi, and my little brother Jacob.Our relationship is getting better and, well... the past is truly behind us. Even if I wanted to bring it up, there's nothing I can do now except accept it. Sometimes, with Cedric by my side, I visit Mother's grave. The nagging questions in my heart about why she left me when I was a child have lessened."Mommy!"I close my eyes briefly. The voice of Zennita, my youngest daughter, fills the kitchen. Her face is flushed with annoyance. Clearly, Zain is right behind her, chasing her with a superhero mask on. Zennita is now 5 years old – an age that demands a lot of my energy to keep u
a few years later"Hey, Champ. What are you up to?"My movement playing Mario Bros paused. I looked up briefly and saw a man in a black shirt. He looked well-dressed and quite classy. Who is he?"Playing a game, sir."He chuckled. Confusing me. Was something wrong?"Do I look like a 'sir' to you?"I grinned and blushed a bit. "Not really.""Well, don't call me 'sir' then. I'm too old for that."We both ended up laughing. He seemed like a nice and friendly person. I was still in my gray school uniform, suddenly feeling quite impressed. Who was he?"You must be Andrew, right?"Oh... I became cautious. Did he know me? Where from? I felt like I had never met this man before. It couldn't be that at my age I was getting kidnapped, right? Thank goodness Dad had me take self-defense classes. At least I could escape if he suddenly acted suspiciously. But I had to punch his fairly handsome face first."I'm Nelson. Yo
I thoroughly enjoy the attention of my two mothers at home. Mommy and Mami Keira. The house is bustling with activity now. Every weekend, Mommy pays a visit. She cooks together with Mami Keira, although I know they both try to become close to each other. Andrew says Mommy doesn't want to miss an opportunity to accompany her beloved daughter-in-law. On the other hand, Mami Keira adds, "Keep me company, Soffia. Take care of Andrew and Krystal. They're both so busy. I'm all alone."Clearly, this makes my husband even more elated. He says, "There's nothing that brings me more happiness than having both my mother’s here. I love them."Then... which part of my heart doesn't belong to him? I'm reminded of what Grandpa Jordy said that day."One day you'll understand why Grandpa wanted you to be Andrew's partner."Grandpa was right. He was a good man. Very good, actually. How respectful he was toward the two women often present in the house. He held them in
I don't know why I'm going through my days with such enthusiasm. Despite the doctor's frequent warnings for me to be more careful. To me, it seems exaggerated. All the meetings and encounters with new business partners, all sabotaged by Cedric without exception. I'm truly fine with that, and I'm only learning how my brother reaches a consensus.Truly, Cedric is the one who should be in control of BlaxtonExpress.Three months have passed since that incident. Several times, I've accompanied Andrew to the intense hearings because Phillip won't give up easily. He's put in every effort, which is dragging Daddy Jackson further into it. My husband predicted this. Entrapping Phillip wasn't merely about presenting evidence, but also about strategy.Andrew is clever at fending off Phillip's arguments and promptly presenting the additional evidence demanded until the older man loses. Truly loses. Daddy Jackson, on the other hand, never complicates the course of the trial.
It's been three days, and Andrew still hasn't opened his eyes. In contrast, Jacob has regained consciousness and is already in the recovery phase. He mentioned that he doesn't like lying down for too long, even though Jacob's condition is just as concerning. Two bullets lodged in his body. I can't express enough how grateful we are or how real the power of God feels in this situation.Besides his back, the bullets also hit Jacob's shoulder. His body is covered in bandages, there are bruises on his face, but he's already up and about in the hospital. He's doing this not just for me, even though it's unnecessary. Andrew's trusted men are taking turns to watch over him. I earnestly ask Jacob to focus more on his own recovery.And my words are only heard when my brother speaks. Looking defeated, he retreats to his room after expressing his anger and cursing Doni, of course."If that bastard doesn't end up in jail for a long time, I'll personally take care of him, Mr