The next second, Myra deleted the message without giving it a second thought. Their relationship had gone through many hurdles, and she had already decided to move forward with trust and love for her husband. Her woman’s instinct will not go wrong, and she was sure of it.
Her phone buzzed again, and she groaned in frustration, assuming it was the same sender; however, her lips broke into a smile seeing the message.
Still waiting for my dessert.
She replied, my boss is an arrogant jerk, he will not be happy if I don’t focus on my reports.
The butterfly fluttered in her stomach, and she felt like a teenager waiting for her boyfriend's message. The next second, her phone chimed with a new message, <
Bolting the door while staring directly into Myra’s eyes, Abram put her over the washbasin slab. Both look at each other with the same hunger and lust. She clung to his body tightly like a koala bear while he kept her closer like his second skin. The fire that started with her denial of a kiss turned into a blaze that was evident in both their eyes.She was still awaiting his move and the reason for the glint in his eyes. She knew it was not going to land in her favor, and that was making her burn more in lust. They were still looking deep into their eyes when she felt his hand leaving her hips and trailing towards the collar of her shirt. He squeezes his swollen breast a little while trailing, making her shudder.He was painfully slow while unbuttoning her shirt, making her squeeze her legs around his torso. The next moment her shirt was lying on the flo
Abram knew today would be the day when the danger hovering over Myra would end, and the next day he would apologize to Myra’s father, even beg him if required. He got his lost soul back; the void in his life was going to be filled by Myra and his unborn child.Just tonight, and everything will be alright, he thought.“Tonight will be a fun night," the moment words were out of his mouth, he felt Myra’s arm around his waist, and he abruptly disconnected the call. Myra noticed he went rigid with her sudden embrace and couldn’t help but ask, “Is everything alright?"Abram smiled, deepening his dimple, and pulled her closer, “yes, everything will be alright."He looked at her with deep e
“And?" Sharon asked further. “And?" when Myra questioned her back, Sharon had to roll her eyes and point towards her aching butt, making her blush hard. “With the way you blush, I am not buying that he didn’t hit you there," when Sharon said, a familiar voice asked, “Who hit Myra?" Shock was evident on both their faces when Elijah confronted them. “No one," Sharon quickly replied. “Baby, you just said he hit her. Are you talking about Abram? Did he try to hit her in anger?" he asked in concern. Myra cursed Sharon and gave her one of the deadliest glares. “What she….meant is.." Myra stammered to find an excuse for the second time in an hour. “That Abram hit her with an idea to cover up her pending work," Sharon covered up with her confident smile. “Oh, so he was not angry at you?" Elijah asked Myra. “No, he said, he shouted in front of everyone to make them believe he is not being partial towards me," Myra half lied since it was indeed what he told her inside the cabin. “Good
Myra gaped at the scene before her.He betrayed her again but what hurt her more was that her instinct too betrayed her this time. She couldn’t bear to hear the next word of Abram and ran away. She kept chanting while running. She ran as if there was a monster behind who was hunting her.“Please don’t touch me," her pleading whisper left her mouth.Elijah could cover the gap between him and Myra with his long legs while Sharon was keeping up. What surprised Sharon was Myra’s reaction. She feared, out of despair, Myra would scream, giving away their hideout. Instead, she silently ran away. For her, Myra’s silence was like the silence before the storm.“Please don’t taint me," Myra kept running as far as her legs took her whi
A thick red was flowing out of the hole where the bullet hit George’s forehead, his eyes staring lifelessly at them.“Fuck!" Ronan roared, raking his head.“We needed him alive. God knows how many like him are still around." He kicked the wall in frustration while Abram was at ease, knowing he finally got his revenge. He not only avenged Zara but also Myra.After giving out his statement and the watch holding the recorded statement, Abram drove towards his apartment. A smile plastered over his face thinking there were no more hurdles between him and Myra. The only problem left to sort out was facing her parents, but he was ready for the challenge with Myra by his side.It was past midnight when he reached home. He quietly opened the door and saw M
“Myra, don’t be scared. I am there for you," Abram abruptly stood up and was about to touch her when Rayan pushed him back.“Don’t you dare touch my daughter," he yelled, and soon a group of neighboring men entered the house. It was clear Rayan had set them around in case of an emergency.“Myra, don’t be scared and tell your Dad what happened?" he sat beside Myra, who was crying hysterically.“I am pregnant, and he threatened me he will kill my child if I don’t stay with him," her hiccups resonated in the eerily silenced hall. When Myra’s mother gasped and rushed towards her crying daughter, Abram was hit with reality.“Myra," Abram called her with a broken heart.&l
“I know you were angry at me about last night. We will go out tonight. Anywhere you want to,” Abram still hoped it was all a joke Myra was pulling on him.“Denial will not lead you anywhere,” came her reply.“You said you will give me a chance,” Abram finally broke down.A chuckle was heard before she said, “I never said I will not divorce you.” He felt like someone harshly pulled the ground under his feet. The memory of him saying the same to Myra flashed before him, and the pain of what she went through at the time seeped through every vein of him. “Why—” he couldn’t speak, his chest constricted as if someone squeezed it hard.“Retribution, baby. What goes around comes around. You left me with unanswered questions. Now it’s your time to feel the agony I went through,” and with that, the call got disconnected.He hastily called back to tell her about his mother. He no longer cared what Myra would think about him. All he wanted was to tell her the truth and beg her for a chance. How
The moment Abram asked Zara about the letter, he could see she was struggling inwardly, but he was not in the mood to listen to anything else other than holding the letter. The pure fury she witnessed in his eyes made her shudder, and without any further contemplation, she walked forward and pulled out the letter from the trash bin. “Who the fuck are you to throw it away?!” he bellowed in anger, startling her.Zara flinched when he jerked up from the bed and stood before her in two strides. She was stunned to see him get out of the bed when he was struggling to even sit a moment ago.“I…” she stammered; however, he interrupted her, “Get out.” He said in an eerily calm voice. When she didn’t move, he said again in a raised voice, “Get the fuck out of here before I do something to you!”Zara took a back step on hearing his harsh tone, gaping at his changed demeanor. Without a second glance, she sprinted out of the room, wiping her tears. She couldn’t recognize the man that she thought