"A dark, cold feeling is spreading through me like frost on a windshield on a winter morning." Katherine WebberMisery and obscurity are my closest companions since I started to comprehend. People have worn black to express their grief and my never ending grief pushing me into depression of darkness. This morning light is so dark than my night, the room is brightened with sunlight but all I can see pitch dark because there is no light no hope that can peck through my dark life. Flashback : Emily sat alone in her dimly lit room, her face buried in her hands as tears streamed down her cheeks. The sound of her sniffles echoed through the empty space, filling the air with a palpable sense of despair. The lobby room which was attached straigh
..*..*..*...."Aish!! Ok OK but I want you with us tomorrow," Lisa almost threatened, her voice coated in honeyed sweetness. Emily's heart raced in her chest, each beat echoing in her ears as she stood before the door of Steve's bedroom. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Emily raised her hand and knocked on the door, the sound echoing in the silence of the hallway.The air inside is heavy with smoke, wisps curling lazily in the dim light filtering through the curtains. The scent assaults her nostrils, a mixture of burnt wood and something acrid that stings the back of her throat.Steve seated in a worn armchair, His silhouette is shrouded in the haze, the smoke swirling around him like an ethereal cloak. She can sense his presence, a weighty aura that seems to permeate the very air.Instinctively, she bended my head slightly, not daring to meet his gaze directly. She can feel the weight of his scrutiny even without looking directly at him, a palpable tension that hangs in the
| Axel |..*..*..*..*...Axel sat slumped on the bench, His chest rose and fell in sync with the rhythm of his panting, the strain evident in every heave. Sweat cascaded down his forehead, tracing a path over his flushed skin before disappearing into the saturated fabric of his T-shirt. His T-shirt clung to him like a second skin, the fabric saturated with moisture from the intense workout.Axel's attention was drawn to a couple who were talking and flirting with each other. Their laughter and cheesy talking filled the air, a sharp contrast to the solitude that enveloped him. Watching them, Axel felt an unexpected pang of jealousy tug at his heartstrings. He didn't know them, but their happiness stirred something within him, a longing for the warmth of companionship he once knew.Memories flooded Axel's mind, unbidden and unwelcome. He remembered the days when he also had someone to share his laughter with, someone whose presence filled the empty spaces in his life. But now, as he sat
"Every girl needs a best friend to help her laugh when she thinks she'll never smile again."QuotesStory.comEmily stood at the front gate of the amusement park, her excitement tinged with impatience as she kept glancing at her wristwatch. Lisa, her perpetually tardy friend, was nowhere to be seen. Frustration bubbling, she fished her phone out of her purse and dialed Lisa's number, only to have her phone slip from her grasp and clatter onto the pavement with a loud 'Boww!!'.Her heart skipped a beat as she watched her precious phone tumble, but relief washed over her when she saw it was unharmed.Her amusement was short-lived as Lisa finally arrived, her mischievous grin widening at Emily's momentarily panicked expression. "Aww...my cute Emily is angry,"- Lisa teased, displaying her wristwatch with mock innocence. "See, I'm just a little late."Rolling her eyes, Emily couldn't suppress a smile despite her irritation. "Be a grown woman, Lisa,"- she scolded half-heartedly.Lisa, always
..*..*..*..*... At CBI office:The officer stood firm, trying to calm the agitated man standing before him. "Please sir, you just can't come like this. We have some rules that every citizen needs to follow," he said, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. But the man wasn't having any of it. His face twisted with anger, he barked back, "Go to hell with your rules. I just want to meet your officer, call him right now!" His voice echoed through the hallway, drawing attention of every officer. Meanwhile, the man's agitation only seemed to grow. His fists clenched at his sides, and his face flushed with frustration. He paced back and forth, his every movement exuding impatience and anger. Robert glanced around the office, noticing the scattered papers and disarray that seemed out of place. Amidst the chaos, he caught a glimpse of a figure fighting with officers and causing enough mess in the office. "Sir, I understand you're upset, but we have protocols in place for a reason
..*..*..*...Next Morning:Emily was sleeping peacefully or she can say she didn't come in sense since the last night when he took her for the six rounds. Steve took drugs last night only to intention of tormenting her.Emily jolted awake with a gasp as icy water splashed across her face, sending shivers down her spine. Confusion swirled in her mind as she struggled to grasp what was happening. Blinking rapidly, she found herself drenched, the cold liquid seeping into her pillow and bedding.Her heart raced with fear as she realized her vulnerability, her upper body exposed to the penetrating gaze of someone she knew all too well. With a quick, instinctive movement, she clutched the wet covers to her chest, shielding herself from his hungry eyes. In the dim light of the room, her sleepy eyes met his intense gaze, dark with unknown intentions. Fear mingled with anger as she tried to hide herself under the sheets."Breakfast in the next 15 mins."- Steve casually issued the command for b
..*..*.....*....*.... Emily stood before the mirror, her reflection staring back at her with haunting familiarity. There was a sense of solace in the emptiness of the room, with only her and her despairing thoughts to keep her company. With a bitter smile, she reached out and traced the outline of her face in the mirror. "I am exactly like my mom, wrecked - shattered," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. The words hung heavy in the air, a painful admission of the truth she had long tried to ignore. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring the image of her reflection as they spilled down her cheeks. How many times had she cried in this very room, surrounded by the echoes of her own despair? And yet, those tears didn't dry till now, sometime it confused her how can? Emily stared into the abyss of her thoughts, How she wish to have a simple life, normal life a loving family however it might be a lot to request her. In their relationship, there was no trust, no respect—only i
..*..*..*...Outsider POV:That guy stormed off to the storage room, his mind consumed with frustration and anger. He couldn't shake the image of Stefano Rossi from his thoughts, the man who seemed determined to sabotage any chance of happiness between him and Emily.With a clenched jaw, that unknown man cursed under his breath, the weight of his resentment bearing down on him like a heavy burden. He had tried to ignore Steve's meddling, to push past the obstacles he had placed in their path, but it was becoming increasingly clear that the man was relentless in causing damage in his path.In store room he kept the entirety of his dreadful things, he had so many fantasy about having sex with Emily but, this obstacle named Steve was not getting away from his site, the bastard, bastard Stefano Rossi.He kept Varies kind of vibratos, Vesper Necklace, Nipple clamp, 8 inch Dildo, G-spot vibrator, pure wand or so many things. This guy even forgot the names but he had full plan how to use the