He yanked her up immediately and she wrapped her legs around him.“Let's go finish up what we started.” He shut the door and moved to the bedroom.“My God! You're already so hard.” She felt him bulging in his pants and pressed her mouth on his in a sizzling kiss.“You'd never know how much I missed you.” His tongue found its way into her mouth as he deepened the kiss. As soon as he laid her down on the bed, his phone started ringing and he slid it away.“This can definitely wait.” He whispered and leaned in to kiss her again.His phone began ringing the second time and he was forced to pull away.“So much for ruining the moment.” He cursed himself for it. “Who is it?” She asked softly.“It's Chloe.” He snapped. “You need to call her now.”“No, you pick up. I always have a facetime with Chloe. She might spot my shoulder sling.”“What am I gonna say? You haven't returned her calls since then, she could be suspicious.” He tried to reason with her. “I will pull the blanket over you.”“Ok
The rooftop was a secluded area with soft, soothing music echoing in the background. There were two chairs and a small table with spherical shaped red lights decorating the place. Nick slid his arm around her waist as they walked to the table.“Oh my God! This is really beautiful, you know how I love it.” She whined as they sat on the chair.“I had to put up my best to ensure there was no fault.” He smirked. “Have a drink.”He poured her a glassful of her favourite red wine, clinked glasses with her as they drank up.“This tastes really good.” She licked the wine from her lips.“You taste even better.” He set the glass down and ogled at her.“You're so flirty.” She giggled. “I can't believe we're over all of this.”“You made this right, Cass. I would never have bothered about stepping down for Marc as long as we were fine. I'm sorry you got yourself injured in the process but in the end, it's just a memory.”“Yeah, I don't mind going through hell for the man I love.” She gave him a s
“Dreams without goals are just dreams. And ultimately, they fuel disappointment.” ~Denzel Washington~5 years later…“Let's welcome the CEO of Peytonill Empire, the wife of the famous billionaire we have here with us, who happens to be the CEO of GGC. We would like to host her alongside her husband in our hotseat today.” A resounding round of applause followed the statement as Cassie stepped out before the crowd with a large smile beaming across her face. Blinding camera lights flashed steadily on her as the cameraman took several pictures of her. She waved politely and was treated to the red carpet to meet the host who had reserved a special seat for her, next to that of her husband, across the table.“Welcome once again Mr and Mrs Nicholas Grey, we are pleased to have you in our midst.” The host continued.“It's our pleasure.” They said in unison and smiled at each other.Maya, the host smiled before throwing out some questions to them.“So tell me Mrs. Grey, how is it possible that
Nicholas Grey awakened to the sound of birds singing. He gently opened his eyes and got struck by the bright rays of light stroking through his window and pointing directly to his eyes. He turned around and got startled as sleep condensed his eyes while trying to imagine why he had been sleeping in his study for some days now. He could hear the sound of his ceiling fan rotating as it does during his work days. He observed the heavy, brooding silence that descended on him; the silence and loneliness he had gotten used to. Still feeling tired, he leaned back in his armchair and fell asleep again. Some minutes later, he eventually woke up to the sound of pattering footsteps. He could tell there were people in his office, not one person. He sluggishly stood up, looked around and was flabbergasted to some files and documents scattered around his study. “Who must have been here? Who would do this to me?” He stood there staring into space while fiddling with his keys. He turned to look
Out of concern, Cassie rushed downstairs and saw a crowd already gathered at the receptionist’s office. At first glance, she thought she had been bullied. But on a closer look, she discovered that it was their job applicants at it again. Emily, the receptionist, was not even as calm as she appeared. She would definitely talk back at anyone who gets on her nerve. Little wonder how she was given that position, maybe it was because of the cute smile she wore. They had begged to see Mr. Grey but she kept saying he was temporarily unavailable. She forcefully made her way to the front of the crowd feeling quite terrible already. “Hey guys,” Cassie shrieked. Immediately the other staff saw her, they dispersed to their various offices. She stared at them in amazement. “I need you two to calm down” she added. They turned towards her direction spontaneously and for some uncharted reason, they stopped arguing and faced her. “Could you please sit while I attend to you two?”, she spoke sl
Miss Lance laid on the couch watching the puffy clouds with its dazzling texture from her window while creating beautiful pictures on her mind. She was rather nervous and excited at the same time to go on a dinner date with her boss. She had been longing for such moments so she knew she would have to spend a lot of time working on herself. She wanted to appear with that perfect look of Princess Qajar, an iconic beauty symbol of Persia. She had invited her best friend, Scarlett, over to her house to make her over. Even though she knew Scarlett was always devoted to her work, she hoped for a positive response. Pushing a bit forward, she picked up her girdle from the table where she had kept it earlier and wore it. She wanted to slim down her natural waistline to get an hourglass figure. She did not want anything that will steal her boss’ attention from her that evening. At the thought of that, she heard her phone beep. She hurried to check and saw a message from her friend, Scarlett
Her eyes met a man, not just any man but a handsome man. He had a Platinum blonde hair and scythe shaped eyebrows. His hawkish nose and defined cheekbones sat above an oaken jaw. She would have assumed he was a model but he had a manly, Samson physique. His almond shaped hazel eyes were afire with passion and delight. She could not take her eyes off him. Suddenly, he turned his face towards her direction but she quickly looked away and pretended to focus on her phone, feeling tensed already. She stole another glance at him and unfortunately their eyes met. Prisca tried to control her breathing as she started experiencing hot flashes which spurred her to take multiple sips of the wine in front of her. She wished he had averted as she began to feel restless, while subconsciously comparing him to her boss. He wore ritzy clothes with an enchanting smile. She wondered why he stood at the balcony of a room in the hotel. On the other hand, when he turned and caught a glimpse of her, he n
They stumbled into the room and he stopped to close the door, ignoring the passion that was building up between them. His faith in social goodwill was bolstered as he turned to look at her. He watched her as she gently removed her shoes and adjusted the hem of her dress. The cologne she wore was sophisticated and sultry, making him want to run his nose over every inch of her body. ‘Damn it!’ he murmured as a calculated smile flashed on his sexy lips. He imagined shifting those curls on her hair behind her ear and dropping a soft kiss on her neck. It sent burning flames down his groin and her exposed cleavages were not doing anything to control him. Realizing she was a complete stranger, he dropped his face down in disappointment, trying to erase every dirty thoughts he had about her from his mind. He moved some inches away from the door and sat on the bed, unconsciously snapping his fingers and looking very puzzled. He took a deep breath as he sat down beside her, giving a swift t
“Dreams without goals are just dreams. And ultimately, they fuel disappointment.” ~Denzel Washington~5 years later…“Let's welcome the CEO of Peytonill Empire, the wife of the famous billionaire we have here with us, who happens to be the CEO of GGC. We would like to host her alongside her husband in our hotseat today.” A resounding round of applause followed the statement as Cassie stepped out before the crowd with a large smile beaming across her face. Blinding camera lights flashed steadily on her as the cameraman took several pictures of her. She waved politely and was treated to the red carpet to meet the host who had reserved a special seat for her, next to that of her husband, across the table.“Welcome once again Mr and Mrs Nicholas Grey, we are pleased to have you in our midst.” The host continued.“It's our pleasure.” They said in unison and smiled at each other.Maya, the host smiled before throwing out some questions to them.“So tell me Mrs. Grey, how is it possible that
The rooftop was a secluded area with soft, soothing music echoing in the background. There were two chairs and a small table with spherical shaped red lights decorating the place. Nick slid his arm around her waist as they walked to the table.“Oh my God! This is really beautiful, you know how I love it.” She whined as they sat on the chair.“I had to put up my best to ensure there was no fault.” He smirked. “Have a drink.”He poured her a glassful of her favourite red wine, clinked glasses with her as they drank up.“This tastes really good.” She licked the wine from her lips.“You taste even better.” He set the glass down and ogled at her.“You're so flirty.” She giggled. “I can't believe we're over all of this.”“You made this right, Cass. I would never have bothered about stepping down for Marc as long as we were fine. I'm sorry you got yourself injured in the process but in the end, it's just a memory.”“Yeah, I don't mind going through hell for the man I love.” She gave him a s
He yanked her up immediately and she wrapped her legs around him.“Let's go finish up what we started.” He shut the door and moved to the bedroom.“My God! You're already so hard.” She felt him bulging in his pants and pressed her mouth on his in a sizzling kiss.“You'd never know how much I missed you.” His tongue found its way into her mouth as he deepened the kiss. As soon as he laid her down on the bed, his phone started ringing and he slid it away.“This can definitely wait.” He whispered and leaned in to kiss her again.His phone began ringing the second time and he was forced to pull away.“So much for ruining the moment.” He cursed himself for it. “Who is it?” She asked softly.“It's Chloe.” He snapped. “You need to call her now.”“No, you pick up. I always have a facetime with Chloe. She might spot my shoulder sling.”“What am I gonna say? You haven't returned her calls since then, she could be suspicious.” He tried to reason with her. “I will pull the blanket over you.”“Ok
“Babe it's here.” Cassie shouted hearing the knock on the door.“I'm here.” He came out, wearing a new pair of sweatpants and brushed lightly on his hair. “Do I look good?” He asked when he noticed her eyes on him.“You always look good.”“First time you're opening up about my looks.” He smiled and stepped into the private elevator that led downstairs.He got the package and ambled back to the room. He had ordered some tampons along with it. She got it and gazed at it.“Tampons? For?” “Just in case.”She laughed and took out the little device. “I'm just supposed to pee on it right?”“Sure.” “Okay, let's get this done already.” He helped her up on her feet and walked her to the bathroom.When she was done, they strolled to the balcony close to the room, dropping the kit on the large round table.“Wanna sit?” He asked, feeling concerned.“Nah, I think I'm getting better. The fever is gone.”He wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her to himself.“I guess my therapy helped
“Mr. Nicholas Grey,” The doctor exclaimed as he stepped into the hospital premises.“Doctor, how is it going?”“Great. I was informed you wanted her to be discharged soon?”“If it doesn't pose any effect on her then yes. It's been a week and some days already.”“We're working on it. She seems very much better now. Your fiancée has some special guests and I felt I should draw your attention to it.”“Who are they?”“Go see for yourself.” He smirked. Nick pursed his lips, looking baffled as he hurried to the room Cassie was. He pushed the door slowly open and peeped inside the room. The shock on his face was replaced with a sudden smile spreading across his face.This has to be the best thing he has stumbled upon! His parents had come to see Cassie. His mom sat beside her on the bed holding her hands while his dad was just relaxed on the chair, concurring to whatever they were discussing. They didn't seem to have noticed him and appeared very engrossed in whatever stuff they were talkin
After their little make out session, he kept on rubbing her back and lulling her to sleep, until he heard her soft snores. He uttered a sigh and closed his eyes. For the past days he hadn't been fortunate enough to sleep too, but having her in his arms had a way of calming him. He tried to stay up a bit just in case she needed anything but his eyes were heavy and droopy. Slowly, he drifted off but woke up about a few minutes later to ensure she was okay and wasn't hurting in any way. Despite his efforts to stay awake, he fell into a deep sleep again that obviously didn't last for long.“Lena, Don't!!!” He heard Cassie scream and tremble violently on top of him.“Baby, wake up.” His voice was raspy from his own lack of sleep. Her eyes flew open and she let out some panic breaths, clenching her fist to stop herself from trembling.“It's okay..It's okay now.” He smoothed out her hair, trying his best to soothe her. “It's just a nightmare.” He kissed her forehead and continued stroking he
“Oh my God, you're awake?” He sprang up and attempted to give her a hug but realizing the state she was in, he pulled back instantly.“Baby..I'm glad you're awake.” He stroked her hair and kissed her forehead lightly.“Why have you been crying?” She stared at his flushed face and reddened eyes. Where are we?”“We are.. We are in the hospital.” He stuttered.“Why? What am I doing here?” She tried to sit up but the pains on her shoulder came back piercing causing her to scream.“Hey, I'm sorry. Just lay back sweetheart, I promise you that you'll be fine.”“What is going on?” She struggled to speak but her voice came out more as a whisper.“We're just spending some time together.” He tried to fake a smile but it disappeared as soon as he saw the look on her face. “Fuck! I'm sorry. You passed out.”“For..how..long?” “It doesn't matter how long baby, what matters now is that you're awake.”“How are you feeling?”“Weak and tired. Can I..have.. a glass..of water.. please? I'm damn thirsty.”
Out of shock, he pulled the trigger again and it left a clicking sound behind, signifying there were no bullets in the pistol. Nick blinked rapidly, trying to clear the fog of disbelief that clouded his vision. “Seems you're running out of luck.” He took out his phone and called the cops, fixing his gaze intently on him. “Don't you fucking do that.” “Too late. We're gonna get your ass locked up in a bit.” Marcus surged forward and knocked his knee down, sending fists flying towards his face but he was quick enough to duck each of his blows. Nick rolled him over and strangled him, slowly taking the life out of him. “I'd fucking kill you right now but you deserve to rot in jail.” He released him as he heard the siren of the police. “No one is gonna believe you.” He choked, gasping for air. “Let's see how this plays out.” He smirked. Soon, footsteps surrounded the whole house as the cops barged into the room. “Take him away.” The cop shrieked and in a jiffy, Marcus was handcuffe
Nick fumbled with the keys in his hand as he stared at the door in front of him. Despite the fact that he had rushed out of the house, he knew he didn't leave the front door hanging. He fell under suspicion of burglary and took out his phone, setting it on the recorder . As he strolled further into the hallway, the lights went off, increasing his anxiety.He made to turn on the lights when a hand grabbed his neck from behind.“Don't you dare touch me.” He tried to fight back instantly but felt the cold metal of a gun pressed against the side of his head as he was being led to one of his rooms.“Sit!” The voice ordered, standing behind him.“Marcus?” He called out in shock, recognising his voice.“Don't fucking call that name.” A resounding slap stung his cheek and he gasped, unable to move because he had his hands tied behind the chair.“What the fuck do you think you're doing!” Nick yelled menacingly as he shot daggers at him in the dimly lit room.“Trying to put your shits right!”