RhysI woke up to see her staring at me with a smile playing on her lips.“Are you good?”She nodded but she was blushing and I couldn't understand why.“Is something happening?”She surprised me by leaning closely and kissing me, regardless of my morning breath. “Can you fuck me roughly?” I was stunned when I looked back at her. Her face was too innocent for those words to have fallen from.But she set her back on the bed, her thighs were spread wide revealing her pink little cunt. And I couldn't resist myself or her. I rolled over and immediately inserted my two middle fingers into her and she closed her eyes and threw her head back, sighing in contentment.“Please!” she whimpered. “Oh please, I…! Right there, please! I feel so good!”I grinned devilishly at her and continued to finger her faster than she could reach. She was hot and tight and her wetness was slick beneath my fingers. And she moaned again, and again, louder each time as I pushed harder into her pussy with my finge
Darcy“What is going on?” But Rhys was already on his feet walking away.“Can you tell me what is happening?” I followed him around naked.“Not now” He threw a shirt over his hand and wore his pants before hurrying off.I didn't even get the chance to say more. From the window I saw him driving off and I couldn't understand anything.After a while, I called him several times and it went straight to voicemail. I held my phone close hoping he'd call and I didn't know when I dozed off.Soon I was in a weird place, Rhys bleeding, and I was tied with ropes that were digging into my flesh was also making me bleed and I felt so weak, the blood loss was taking too long but the adrenaline rush was keeping the pain at bay, the fear at bay.Someone took steps towards me, I thought for certain that he was going to kill me right then and there and it would've been okay but not with Rhys lying on the ground in the pool of his blood like that.“Now that you know that no one else is coming to your re
Darcy It was already one in the afternoon and Rhys was not bad. After that weird dream, I had a nagging feeling that something was terribly wrong and if it wasn't that, then I was losing my mind.The first month after my surgery that made me a whole new person physically, I started therapy but I stopped committing to it.Now I wanted so badly to talk to somebody, anybody and I decided that I needed therapy. Maybe my therapist would be the right person to tell me that I was losing my mind.As I walked in, I couldn't pretend that I wasn't anxious, it felt like it's been ages since the last session. It felt like the first day all over again.Beads of sweat formed on my forehead despite the cool air conditioning in the waiting room. The steady drip of water from a faucet sounded in the background and my heart beat faster than normal. Sweat dripped onto the table as well as the palms of my hands. A couple of strands of hair fell into my face and I brushed them back.I sighed for the umpte
DarcyThey pounced on me without mercy and I didn't know what to do.My demons, of all places, of all times choose now to show up again.Panic engulfed me in a warm hug that grew tight, almost suffocating as I stared at what was in front of me.The hair in my arms stood straight up like spikes, my breath caught in my throat.I could hear my heartbeat racing and I couldn't think, could hardly breathe. I couldn't speak or move, as I tried to focus solely on their voices, which seemed to grow louder with each passing second.There were loud cackles and I knew those sounds. I had heard them so many times, burning in my nightmares. Sounds that shook deep into your soul like they could tear you and your deepest desires apart. Sounds that screamed chaos, they were pounding at me like a cat playing with its food before devouring it and leaving the bones to crumble underneath the weight of its appetite. I knew those sounds. “You weren't expecting anyone to discover your dirty little secrets,
RhysHow was I supposed to find her? I turned on the tracking app on my phone and followed its directions. She was in front of a hospital, curled in a corner.Her arms were wrapped around her as she rocked herself back and forth, rocking slowly. I hurried towards her. My feet stumbled over some debris and I almost fell. She didn't notice me yet but when she did... I froze with terror when I realized how fragile she looked. How much she needed help. The pain that was radiating off her wasn't physical; it was mental and emotional. It radiated from where I stood and all I wanted to do was wrap her up in my arms. Soothe her mind and take away this pain for good. Instead, I just watched her, afraid if I spoke or made even the slightest movement she might collapse and not wake again.She was mumbling words, words I couldn't hear and her eyes seemed to be fixed on something yet unfocussed.I hadn't seen such raw pain from anyone before and I could feel the heat of it coming off of her, seari
RhysI felt her lips pressing against mine,soft, warm kisses that seemed to melt me. I felt the heat rising in my belly and I couldn't stop my hand lifting to cup her face, drawing her closer. She moaned as I kissed her harder, harder, harder, and the feeling of her lips against mine sent electric pulses shooting through my whole body. My heart began thudding wildly in my chest, and I felt the air rush out of my lungs as she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling herself against my body as she deepened the kiss. I lost myself, letting my instincts take control as she pressed further, closer until my entire body was engulfed by the warmth of her. My body reacted instinctively. I was no longer thinking, only reacting and allowing my body to do whatever it pleased.I kissed her deeply as she continued to press herself against me, her fingers fisting themselves in the hem of my shirt.Our bodies melted together and I felt as if nothing mattered except the woman in my arms. For once i
Darcy“What do you want?” if Cory was surprised at my response she didn’t show it, instead she focused on the child she was carrying.I looked at her and back at the boy in her arms trying to keep my face straight.Looking at him now I could see traces of my mother in him, he was mine, he was supposed to be in my arms not hers, and yet here we were, with him in her hands, and my heart was hammering hard as though someone had punched it right out of my chest, and I hated that.“Not the warm welcome I was expecting but we stopped to say hi” Her eyes beamed with the kind of mischief that made you want to hit someone just for looking at them.“Go ahead, touch him, I know you want to” She insisted as she pushed the child in front of me, his eyes went wide when he saw my expression and he squirmed a bit like a rabbit ready to bolt.His movements reminded me so much of myself that it hurt. Regardless, I held onto the child and my heart felt warm from our mere contact, I tried to keep my face
DarcyI stared at her eyes wide as saucers, I couldn't move even if I wanted to. I just stood there frozen. I was afraid that if I moved I'd shatter into a million pieces. I couldn't even take the smallest breath, I had nothing left except pure fear and the overwhelming desire to throw up.Her lips formed into a smile that made me want to vomit. “We'll talk later”With that she walked out leaving me alone, trembling.I was scared but also terrified. I wasn't able to process any of what she had said without feeling dizzy, I couldnt comprehend that this could be happening.My son cried loudly as she took him away, I wanted to run after them, run after her. I wanted to scream at her to give me back my son but I stayed frozen where I stood, I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. All I could see and hear was red and black and white. My eyes started watering. It could not have been what she meant. Maybe she was talking about something else? Maybe that's what happened and sh
RhysHer eyes fluttered open and she caught me staring right in her face. It was the worst possible timing, so she closed them immediately. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she felt the weightless feeling of the bed beneath her back once more. I looked away, giving her the room for all she got.“The nightmares are back aren't they?” I asked her quietly.She opened one eye then the other again, peeking over at me. “No,” she whispered.I nodded my head, understanding completely why she would want to keep that secret from me. My own nightmares still plagued me, I wasn't better than her.“You said you needed to get your child away from him”. My voice came out stronger than I meant it to be, but that caught her attention immediately because she sat up, eyes wide in fear. She reached for her drawer and fumbled inside for something before pulling a small vial from within.Her breathing became heavy as she poured some liquid into her hand and squeezed it against her chest as though try
DarcyI ran through the dark woods with the little bag I had carried, trying to escape. The sounds of pursuit rang in my ears, and I could hear a couple of dogs bark out after me. I didn't know if it was my imagination but I picked up my pace. My heart thumped heavily against my chest and the sound echoed throughout the silent forest. Suddenly the moonlight lit up the leaves on the trees and illuminated everything around me for an instant before they were shrouded by darkness again.I needed to get as far as I could if not he was going to find me. That wasn’t an option at all, and I couldn’t go back. Not now. I wouldn't let that happen to me.“Are you insane Darcy? What are you doing? We need to get back now” she yelled at me from behind. “We have bigger problems than this! This is about safety, you idiot!”“I am leaving without him!” I screamed back to her over the rushing of my blood in my ears. “Didn't you hear what he said?” I stopped to pant. The tears were burning hot, sliding
DarcyHe stopped and turned to me.I could see doubt and disbelief in his eyes, but I was used to it. He would look at me like that a lot, but now he didn’t have the same intensity. He had always looked at me with such confidence, almost as though he were the one who knew everything all along.“What did you say?” Even his steps toward me were guided by uncertainty. “I don’t understand.” His hands balled into fists, but they only gripped each other once, and then loosened again before he continued walking towards me. The movement reminded me of when we first met, but not for any reason I would ever want to admit. “What did you just say?” He repeated, this time much more assertively. A slight shake of his head that screamed “No, that can’t be right. There has to be something else, I know there is... But what...?” but he didn't say it.My chest tightened. “It was Vincent’s fault,” I said in an attempt to defuse the situation. The words felt strange on my lips. “I overheard him when I w
Rhys I watched her, she had been acting weird as if she had a mental battle going on with herself since we got back from the hospital. She was so focused on what she was doing that she never even noticed when I looked at her. It wasn’t unusual for her to be like that these days, and sometimes she would have this faraway look in her eye. “Tessa, you need to tell me what is going on. I have had enough of this behavior lately” I said, crossing my arms over my chest and glaring at her. The woman jumped about three feet in the air and dropped the bag of groceries she was holding with both hands. She stared at me wide eyed as if I was a thief that had tried to attack her or something.“We need to put a cctv in Mr Starks room” She blurted out immediately, avoiding eye contact by looking anywhere but me. I blinked at her in disbelief for a second before I realized what she was serious.“You are joking right?” I asked in disbelief, I shook my head trying to wrap my mind around it. Tessa tur
Darcy “Are you going to say something else?” Rhys was staring right into my soul.“Like what?” I croaked even though I knew what he had been referring to.He looked at me as if he was trying to figure out something. Something... stupid?No…My brain started spinning faster than the spin cycle of a light bulb, and I didn't know how long that could last. I had never been the best at lying to him, even when I'd tried to be clever about it, which, in retrospect, seemed very foolish and naive in retrospect.“Why did you leave and return acting weirdly?” He asked me again. His voice was like steel but there was an undertone of worry underneath.“I don't remember” I lied, looking straight into his eyes without blinking. I didn’t dare look at him. He’ll look through me like he was using a magnifying glass, seeing everything I am, thinking I'm being stupid or insane for even thinking this. And then he'll push me away, might push me away.“You don't remember?” He repeated after me with his usu
Darcy“Did you find anyone?” It was Vincent’s voice and I remained put.“Not yet”Cory replied.“Let’s leave before that nurse or someone else returns”, he said and she did as told without a word passing between them. I remained hidden for what seemed like forever. My feet itched to walk in the open and my hands itched to run over the surface of the door. However, I did not have the courage to do so. I would rather be safe than sorry. When I finally stepped out of my supposed sanctuary of safety and into the open air I nearly collapsed from exhaustion. I made it back to Rhys who looked at me strangely.“Where have you been? And why do you look like you have seen a ghost?” He asked, and there was an undertone of concern.I couldn't tell him, not now.“Whatever happened between you and the gorgeous blonde?” I blurted out trying to change the subject. What was I thinking? This wasn't the right time but Rhy’s eyebrows rose at that question and I felt a wave of relief rush over me. I ha
Darcy We stayed far away from them and they did the same. I and Rhys against Vincent and Cora.You could be wondering why but it was as if each party was greatly repulsed by the other. The only thing they both wanted was to get on with their lives. And even so there was an invisible barrier that separated us from each other. That barrier would eventually break one way or another. Vincent and Rhys were always on opposing sides of a battle. The woman whom I later found out as Mrs Stark came over to the hallway of the hospital and she looked tired.She had eye bags so dark that they matched her hair color. She didn’t look too good at all. There were dark circles under her eyes and you could see wrinkles forming around her mouth. But then, she didn’t seem like the kind of person who would show signs of weariness. She was very elegant despite having such a tired face.She smiled kindly at Rhys and I, and she also did the same to Cory and Vincent.“Any update on who could have done that
Vincent I saw Darcy, she looked more beautiful than I could remember. Her golden skins shone under the moonlight like they were made of crystal. Her golden blonde curls framed her face. A smile was on her soft pink lips as she stood there waiting for whoever.I couldn't believe my eyes, it felt surreal that she had just been there all this while I searched for her everywhere, looking for her everywhere but nowhere in particular. She was just standing there when she had been there for years before, a few months after I lost hope to ever find her. It was almost like déjà vu again, but this time it wasn't so bad. “Darcy?” I called out, I needed to be sure that it was really her, “Darcy?!” This time it came out louder as if it would somehow give me permission to run and hold her in my arms forever.She turned around and smiled at me. I ran to her, I couldn't stop myself now even if I tried, my body just seemed to move on its own. As we embraced, I noticed how warm she felt against me. I
Vincent“Kill him,” I said into my phone.That bastard had refused to tell us where the will was , or who the next heir was. We didn’t have a clue whether there was any will at all. At least that was what my men said.I didn't see any need for him to be alive , either. It wasn’t like we were going to miss him in the end anyway, right? He was a foolish man. He could have easily decided to take the money I offered him instead of holding on to his integrity , but no. He just had to go and get himself killed. What kind of idiot does that? “Take care of it now,” I told my lead man “we don’t have time for this shit.” And I hung up before moving to Cory’s room.When Cory opened the door and saw me holding flowers, she gave me a skeptical look that was almost as good as one of the many ones I had given her in the past and given myself on my way over here. Almost.“Why are you standing outside my door and why do you have the bouquet of daisies with you?” Cory asked suspiciously. After I messed