2 days later.{Somewhere in America}A man wearing black is standing at a round table with a couple other guys, he's short, looks to be in his fifties and his shiny bald head reflects on the nearby window pane. There's a serious look on his face and a couple of printed newspapers are on the table in front of him. He's dressed in black from head to toe and most of the other people in the room are too.He begins by reading out the headlines of the newspapers while staring at pictures of Lucrecia, in some of the pictures, she is seen with the England Prince Felix Alexander George Harrington and in others she is seen walking on the streets of New York, shaking hands with someone wealthy and in a faded picture, she is seen with a look alike of the man reading out the headlines, the picture is quite old and in black and white."CON ARTIST, LUCRECIA PETERS MUST HAVE CONNED PRINCE FELIX""WHO REALLY IS LUCRECIA PETERS?""KELLY MILLER OR LUCRECIA PETERS?""LUCRECIA PETERS IS NOT BEFITTING FOR
“This is the night," Lu whispered to herself again reassuringly, for the umpteenth time, breathing in and out heavily again. Yes, heaven and earth knew she would never want to leave, even in a million years. Especially the thought of leaving Felix’s side again almost throws her into depression. “Why is it so hard to love in peace?” she thought to herself as she sighed and starred at the rope which she had intended to use and climb down for the palace castle that stood so tall above all other petty houses in the whole kingdom.She briefly recalled the first time she stepped her foot intoCunningham.She gasped at the height of the palace walls and the beautification of it. The marbles used in decorating the firm walls shone so bright and glittered that she for a moment thought she had been some how changed into a Disney princess’s character and magically teleported into their world. From her view below the mighty castle, reminded her of specifically Rapunzel and she couldn’t help bu
“How dare she? Huh. How dare she repay me like this?” John roared, slamming his palms on his table in anger. He got up and started pacing across the length of the room, his designer shoes resounding against the polished wood floor.“Such an ungrateful imbecile!” Rich fired angrily. Of course, he and always hated Lucentia, so it wasn’t a new thing that he would derive joy in fueling his masters anger. On the other hand, he wanted John to inflict that anger upon Lucentia with him there to watch in delight.“Does anybody have words on her yet?” Sir John’s voice blurted out. It’s timbre was strong enough to cause an earth quake in the entire building. He stopped pacing and stood, clenching and opening his fists repeatedly.It was no doubt that when even he sounded like this, he was so furious. And being a hot blooded, mean and heartless individual, everyone avoided him when he sounded this way. “Does anybody have words yet about the whereabouts of Lucentia?" He asked again, this time
“Sir, we have finally found her location” Graham reported as he suddenly walked into John’s office, his phone held out to show a picture.Stopping to a halt as he closed the papers he was flipping through , he quickly looked up at him and his eyes dimmed with delight.“Finally, the little bitch thinks she can hide from me but her no!. Nobody can hide from the almighty and all seeing John! Gather the team, we are soon going to pay our little princess a surprise visit” he laughed evily as his voice echoed through out the building. “When are we going sir? &ldq
"Why does something in me tell me not to trust this young man?" she placed her hand on her jaw, as she wrinkled her forehead a littleHe laughed as he slowly but forcefully dragged her towards him and their lips almost colliding, they both stared into each other's face for an unspecified number of timeHe gently placed his lips on hers, slowly sucking her lips in rhythms as he gradually increased his pace, inserting his tongue into her mouth and fondling with her own tongue. As they exchanged saliva, his hands slowly and gently traced her shoulder and slipped one tiny hand of her nighty off and the other following allowing the transparent skimpy gown fall of to her waist, making her two moderate boobs stand at attention before him, her pink nipples standing erect and p
“Good morning sleeping beauty, your welcome party is ready” Felix kissed her lips softly as hem gently raised her up from bed. She was blushing all through as the maids were everywhere ready to serve her. Felix had organized a welcome party in honor of his girlfriend and she was just so shy, especially as she wasn’t used to that’s type of life. They maidens took care of her and dressed her up for her party in which some guests were invited .That was when he had initially introduced her to all of them, including his parents. Then, nobody knew about her background and where she was coming from
Banging the door to Khalil’s room open, He reached out and gently took her hand; Then swiftly jerked her forward.With a squeak she half stumbled through the door and into the room, plugging into the darkness as the door closed."kha..Mmmmm”,Ahhh” Her words turned to a moan as his lips smashed into hers, his weight pinning her to the wall."Oh God yes” She moaned as his lips began to travel down her neck."God I want you” His disembodied voice echoed in the dark.
He patted her cheeks as soon as he got close to her and gave her a seductive wink“Are you okay my lady?, I say again, you look like you could use a massage from me” he giggled childishly showing off his perfectly carved dentition. “I’m f.. ine..” she stressed confusedly. “Well I guess I just miss you that’s all. What were you doing?”Oh my baby, I’m sorry, I was on a long call with my brother over the phone” he said apologetically, shrugging a single shoulder.“Oh, how us he doing? “ she asked nonchalantly, not really caring about the answer“Well, he’s getting along pretty good, but enough talk about him, let’s talk about us my queen”“What are you up to tonight? “..Before she could say a word, especially as the question had thrown her off balance, he continued“How about we go to the garden for some picnic”“Now? “ she asked, her eyes wide open but a little relieved. “Yes, come one, let me tell Khadijat to slice some fruits for us and some other things we will need. ***
What if she had not given him enough chance to explain or maybe she wasn’t even in the mood to listen to him. She let anger and bitterness cloud her. If he hid the fact about his child to her, it was for a reason. Maybe he didn’t want it to ruin their relationship bit she failed to see things his way. She was just bent on her own thoughts. She sighed as she went over to her baby and carried her to the bed with her and within few seconds, she was fast asleep. ...Eric constantly checked his phone to see if at least there would be a flash call from Sam but none. Even if it was a single lined SMS, he would appreciate it. Had she moved on?, he thought to himself He felt sorry that he kept such a big secret from her. He had always wanted to tell her, bit he didn’t seem to have the opportunity or rather the opportunity had been there but he was just too scared of her reaction. He was so scared of loosing her and he cherished her more then an anything. Today is the second day sinc
“Sam that was all in the past, yes I admit I was a cheat, liar, player and all evil you could think of me then, but Sam, that was all in the past . Believe me when I say I’m a changed man now. I have nothing with that girl. In fact I am even shocked to see her here.We haven’t been in contact for two years now and suddenly she just appears and wants to spoil the beautiful relationship we have. Please don’t believe whatever she said. Believe me when I say you are all I have and want. I love you so much and that’s all that matters“One could feel table sincerity in his voice but could easily believe him buy Sam wasn’t taking any of that. She felt so hurt and bitter that she didn’t want to talk to him. She was so pained“Are you done talking?”“Now leave me alone!” she dragged her hand away from his and walked away. “Sam please you have to believe me” he called after her, but she didn’t even look back at all. She just disappeared away, out of his sight. Eric stood confused and ang
“Who are you?“Sam asked with a sudden frown on her face as she saw the blonde thick lady, who had just opened the door to Eric’s house and is standing half way, as if blocking the entrance from her getting in“I should be asking you that question” she replied rather rudely, looking at her from head to toe with a smirk on her face. Samantha was confused. She didn’t know what to do, She was in a cross road. One mind told her to walk away, maybe when she saw Eric later, he would have a lot of explaining to do. Or rather she should just walk out forever since she wasn’t enough for him.Was Eric seeing another woman and deceiving her? Why was her life like this?Why does every man she keeps meeting keep failing her and leaving her shattered?She couldn’t accept the fact she had been played yet again by another man after the first one left her shattered and helpless. This woman standing in front of her, beautiful, with curves, her blonde hair packed in a ponytail and looking so radia
Eric sat in his parlour and took another sip of his beer. He didn’t seem to understand why Samantha had been avoiding him so he decided to go check up her and the baby. If she wasn’t going to see him, he was going to see her and make her see him.“oh, hello Eric! Nice of you to come by.” Samantha smiled as she opened the door to let Eric in. Her smile couldn’t be more fake. “i haven't seen you around lately so I came to check up on you and the baby.” Eric walked in.“I’ve just been a lot of busy lately, have a lot of things on my mind and all that stuff.” Samantha waved her hands in dismissive way.“maybe you should take a break, rest a little if you can. You don’t need so much stress in your life especially not when you have a baby to take care off.” Eric sat on the couch and looked at Samantha who was clearly avoiding eye contact. “enough about me, how have you been?” Samantha asked, sitting beside Eric and giving cheerful smiles every second. It was beginning to get weird.“I’ve
Samantha sat in her chair. Her thoughts were far from the sight of her child playing before her. Samantha was thinking of far deeper things. She was thinking of the life that her and Eric might or would never have. It wasn’t her fault; the life she had led so far was going to decide the fate that her and Eric had together. Samantha was deep in thoughts, she wanted the good life for her child and for herself and also for Eric but in her mind, she knew that she would eventually have to decide on who to let out her plan.Samantha crossed her legs on the chair. She c could see her child on the ground, having the time of its life. Samantha smiled. She wanted that; to be free without a care in the world. She just wanted all these choices and decisions to go away and leave her with the perfect and peaceful life she wanted to lead. It wasn’t the biggest thing in the world to ask but Samantha knew it was going to be hard and she would make choices she didn’t even want to make. The first choice
It was a very cool morning, the sun was barely out but one could see the rays from it that projected itself into the room, through the windows. The room was not so big ,but quite seizable to contain three people in it. Samantha was already lying on the bed with her son beside her . The room was well decorated with lots of flowers and designs. There was a little television hanged on the wall and a medium size refrigerator beside the bed. The bed was a medium size one which could contain two persons comfortably on it. Samantha rolled from one side of the bed to another and finally opens her eyes ,she stretches herself and notices that it was already broad daylight. She sluggishly and lazily got up from the bed and made for her rope which she put on herself. Oh god !what a stressful day I had yesterday, Samantha said .Walking into the bathroom of which its door was just adjacent to the bed she had laid on, She takes a brush and begins to apply paste on it . She swings it into her mouth
Eric had driven for nearly all of the night. His eyes were tired. His hands were tired, and even though he did not look like it and would not mention it to Samantha, he was tired.She had gotten tired the minute the clock struck 10PM, but she had kept up a losing battle with her body to stay awake. The baby had been asleep from before they even got in the truck. And for as many times as she slapped herself to stay awake, when the clock struck 11, she had thrown her head over the baby and settled into sleep.Eric did not feel himself drifting. He just knew that after the car had begun to move along the road shoulders and brushing nearby shrubs (one of which painfully slapped him on the head) that they had to stop and rest.They had been on the road for over six hours now. And there was a baby in tow. They had to stop and rest.He started keeping his eyes out for signs and notice boards. There were no other drivers on the road, so he kept on going. He hoped they would find a motel soon.
“Are you okay?”“Oh? Oh, yeah. I am.” Samantha whispered, then added, “t-thank you.”Eric gave a grunt in acknowledgement and turned the key in the ignition. The truck came to life with a rumble.“Here goes nothing,” he said as he clutched the gear shift.~~~Inside, Samantha fought a war against herself—a war she was gradually losing. In the last five minutes, she had turned at least seven times to catch a glimpse of Eric.To see his strong, proud chin. To see that flaming red hair. To see the stubble on his lips—she imagined how they would feel when she ran her lips across them—and all seven times, she had immediately thrown her gaze to the back of the truck as if she was searching for something.She wondered if Eric noticed this. She hoped not. She was already dying inward of the embarrassing prospects that her mind seemed to keep dreaming up.She tried to rock the baby in her arms to distract herself, but she found herself turning again, ever so slowly.Her eyes shot to his face a
Eric’s eyes were wild, but his face was calm; at least, it looked calm—on the outside, he seemed composed; nonchalant, even, but deep within, he was shivering and quaking down to his very soles.“Come on. We have to be quick. So you and the baby can sleep.”“I’m not worried about myself or the baby, I’m worried about you. What—are you… everything’s going to be alright, right? You’re going to be okay?” Samantha asked, a pleading expression on her face.She had tried several times to hide it. It was near impossible. One can only tamp down and attempt to suppress what they felt for so long. But like every other thing that is being restricted, constricted, squashed down… there were only two choices. Ever.That thing either chose to quake and break and fall under, and be forgotten, or… it would rise, and fucking explode.Samantha felt that way now. She could feel it deep in her—in her body, in her mind… in her soul… she was falling in love with Eric, and soon she would not be able to hold