Bien hears the interview room's double doors burst open but he doesn’t turn around. He keeps drinking from the bar and waits for his huffing and puffing driver to explain himself.”B-boss! I apologize for the delay…”Long pause from Bien as he pours more brandy into a glass.“What took you so long?””S-sorry Boss… There was a family emergency…”Another long pause…”You don’t have family Nick, remember?””Well... there’s... you Boss and The Senora and The Major…”Nick the bodyguard stops talking as his young master turns around from where he’s standing and raises an eyebrow at him. ”I-I was just joking, Boss Bien. Sorry for that. It’s… it’s my… girlfriend you see… we kinda had a… fight and you know…”You and your libido, Nick…”That another new one? Seriously, you need to get married, not just laid.””I’m working on it, Boss. But about the interviewees…””They’re all waiting for you,” drawls the Interviewer as he turns around to face the bar again. “Good thing there’s a lot of them ton
Here is the latest entry from Hero’s digital journal, which is saved in his ultra secured Cloud account…I’ve abandoned doing this ever since I joined the Scout Commandos. It was too much of a security risk to keep any record of my life, especially online. But I can’t help it now. I’m breaking with the realizations that are going through me like an avalanche…And I can’t tell anyone. Not even my parents. Or my trusted contacts. Not even that one person who I have treasured since I met her last year. The one person I consider my best and dearest friend in the whole wide world…Because this realization is all about her.I can’t say it enough. I have done this kind of session hundreds of times from the beginning of my training until now. Never have I gotten used to it. And now…Lyra… why does it have to be you this time? Why do you have to ask for that stupid Addendum? Why can’t you just tell me what happened to you that you would wish this sort of “treatment” from me? And why… WHY did I
“Ms. Marina Eliza Reid, may I introduce our newest Business Analyst, Professor Aliyah Raquel Semana. Lyra, meet Rina, The Nanny. She’s the topmost security analyst in the government and one of the best private investigator in our own list of contacts.””Was the topmost security analyst in the government. I’m no longer working for them, Hero.””B-but, your card says…””And you fell for that so easily, dear girl. You need to be more careful next time. These are very dangerous times. Oh, you’re even planning to serve my cheese loaf to your boss? My goodness, what if it was poisoned?”“I-I didn’t mean… But you are so nice and sweet…””Dear, even the wolf dressed up like a grandma when receiving Little Red Riding Hood, alright?”“Here’s the list of your mistakes regarding receiving any guests in this unit, Lyra. I want you to set them to heart. Take the liberty of printing it out and posting them near the door if necessary.””Y-yes Sir Bien, I apologize for my mistake.””Mistakes, darling,
“Well gentlemen, we have finally found the time to meet once again. It’s been a while and I appreciate your efforts in finally putting the plan in motion.”The three men in the dimly-lit and spacious classic dining room are all so different from each other. The taller but sinewy one is obviously the leader and it can be felt in his dignity and voice. The shorter, more muscular one is obviously a bit intimidated by the speaker but can still hold his own. The third beefy but shortest one seems to just be happy being there.Despite the differences, they are all quite united in their cause. At least, the cause The Mastermind has presented.…”By the time we're done here, we will see a different business rise along with better leaders. And all this will only take the barest minimum requirements from us. Of course, it's better this way since the less people we have, the better we can keep everything a secret.””Of course Sir," agreed the averagely-muscled male. "By the way, the mission that
The tall, slim surgeon in his early sixties looks worriedly at the opened package on his table. It has been sitting there for many nights and has not been moved ever since he found it on the same spot in his office. How its messenger was able to go through his high-security system in his private villa, he still could not understand. But here's the proof staring him in the face. And to those who are unaware of the exclusive club that he is a part of, all they will see is a piece of crimson cloth lying at the bottom of a small square box.But to him, it is meant to be a death sentence.It just started as a means of relaxation, a personal treat that only men of power and prestige can enjoy due to money and connection. And now…He should have seen it even before when Ted and Earl died.Wrong word… not died... murdered. His banker did tell him about the red cloth and wondered why his friend Earl decided to ignore it. But then again Teddy went into hiding and was still eventually found. So
“We won’t be having a session tonight, Lyra. Don't take this off the table and you won’t need to unpack these either. I’ll be taking care of this myself tomorrow. And you won't be cooking dinner tonight.”Bien carefully places his heavy black traveling bag on top of the dining room table in the office. Earlier on, he had dropped off Lyra at her building then went off to collect his Dominance paraphernalia before heading back to the office. As per the usual system, Lyra had already messaged him that she’s already waiting for him there.The diligent business analyst suddenly stops her work from her desk. It was situated within the condo’s living room space. Hero could've sworn that she looked slightly disappointed but that could've been his imagination since she's quite a distance from where he was. ”We won’t? I-I mean... So do I continue with the business analyst work instead, Bien?””Yes… and no.””Pardon me?” The puzzled look on the woman's face is now clear to Bien since he is alre
Hero steps out of the limo and holds the door open for her. She is wearing a dark maroon business suit that hugged her curves while her silken white camisole dipped an inch or so below her rounded cleavage. Blood red lip tint, brown-black eyeshadow tints with just a hint of red on her cheeks. Simple gold chain with an opal pendant with matching thin bracelet and earrings. Mama will definitely approve…Her straight dark red hair is now tied in a loose french knot, a few strands falling down the front of her face and the back of her neck. Lyra hardly realizes that her new hairstyle was showing off more of her smooth tanned skin than her boss/student wanted to see at the moment.She’s just so lovely… her curves, so seductive… and her perfume smells so good… Alright, calm down Hero or you’ll slip again like what you did at the office.Even as they were riding silently at the back of the limo, sitting a foot apart in the back seat, Hero was having a hard time shutting off the scene in the
Currently, two texters are chatting on their messaging apps…Sender 1: Hey, will you still be showing up later?Sender 2: I don’t know. It will be pretty late when this party ends, I’m sure of that!Sender 1: What?! Aren’t they supposed to be just talking about business?Sender 2: Well, it started out that way and now they’re being all chummy and nice.Sender 1: That doesn’t sound good. Should THAT even happen?Sender 2: The Mastermind thinks it’s a great idea. You can’t counter what he wants. It’s part of the plan.Sender 1: And what about what I want? It’s not fair! I’m the one who really wants Lyra, not that overly muscular militia millionaire!Sender 2: Billionaire bro. You can’t fight him on that.Sender 1: Yes, I can. When the plan is completed, he will be losing everything and all he owns will be all mine!Sender 2: Ours, dude. Ours. Sender 1: Fine. Ours. So, you really can’t come over. I’ve set everything up already.Sender 2: I’ll see if I can manage it after this. Otherwise,
Rina wants to fight him… to fight her into fighting him… to fight the feelings that don’t want her to fight him…But she is lost in his kiss… and the way his arms are now slinking around her slim waist, pulling her even closer to him even as his torso burrows into hers even more. She’s also very much aware of the solid bulge between his powerful legs as one of his knees inserts itself between her own.
The shadow hiding in the alley was busy taking pictures of the ongoing combat. And he's actually enjoying his shots. Angela forcefully kneads her leather boot's heel into the goon's right rubber shoe, while suddenly moves her head backward, hitting the same man on the forehead with a solid hit.
“Good evening Engr. Miranda. Your requested private bar is already installed in your suite as per your request even before your arrival here at the Midnight Resort.””Ahhh, you people have not forgotten despite me not checking in for more than a year.”
It would be months after this memorable night that Hero would realize that this was the perfect moment to tell Lyra the truth. That this very time, when she was slightly vulnerable due to that newest memory flooding her mind, should have been when he told her everything he planned to keep from her…That the universe, the stars, and fate itself have given him the opportunity to come clean of what happened two years ago because she was already open to the possibility of knowing more.
The offering stretches and moans as felt the cold wall on her back. The man who was exploring her pussy with two not-so-gentle fingers for a good five minutes has now curved the end of his fingertips and was hitting a spot that she was hardly aware it existed.But even so, the effect of his fingers’ movements near her slit, was hitting her body like electric shocks coming from a live wire and she was starting to lose her senses completely…
“Pleeeease… ahhhhh... I can’t… no mooore…””Safe word, Lyra. That’s all… ungghhh… want to hear…””Noooo… you don’t want to hear it…haaha… you’re just… challenging meee… Shiiiit, Heroooo!"”Hmmm… very goo
The phone rings and the Duck is ready to answer. As a matter of fact, he has been ready to answer for a few hours already.“Hey, Duck!””What the hell, what took you so long?””Your requests were a little too hard to find. But did Bien get back to you about those? I don’t want to think I won’t be paid fo
It was such a happy day…The lovers weren’t able to buy any expensive items during that day. But other than the fly in the ointment in the form of Susan, it was a veryjoyfuland blissfuldate. As it should be…
The office of Isabela Castaneda is not that big. However, it still looks very stately and elegant. Everything is done in white, silver, and glass. All furnishings and furniture are personalized by popular contemporary designers well-known for their craft and extremely high prices.But right now it has ceased to be an impressive executive office. It felt more like a venue for fangirls who would squeal and get all excited at the prospect of meeting their fave celebrity...