HERE BEGINS THE LIES______________my slave I drain half the bourbon in my glass. This may not be the ideal way but this way is more fun, the only thing that is leaving a bitter taste in my mouth is the lie I told her. I told her if she meets my demands I'll consider negotiating a deal for her. I told her the Americans will come for her because they will. but making a deal for her? that part is not true, no one, least of all a girl is worth that much. She will have to tell me where the drive is and then she has to die. Her fate is sealed and there is nothing anyone can do about it. The only thing I'm willing to do is to let her go alive from here but that is her choice. It can only happen if she tells me where that drive is. which she won't. I adjusted my slacks. What in God's name is wrong with? I'm already hard, imagining her taut, little body naked and riding my cock. Those innocent lips around my dick. My fingers in her cunt and ass. "Fuck." She's consuming every corner of
HOUSE MATE? __________"You have the girl? What were you thinking telling Dante you will handle this?" uncle shouted without hiding his disappointment in me. I shrugged leaning back in my chair relaxing my shoulder which is still hurt."Somebody tried to steal our shipments last night, almost succeed, I was lucky the bullet barely touched me and this is what you are here for?" my voice came out more annoyed rather than angry. He opened his mouth and closed it soon enough at the loss of his words. I clasped my hands bringing them closer to my face, "What, nothing to say now? admit it you were too busy following Dante like a puppy that you don't even know what happened." "Even you know it's bullshit I'm doing what's best for business," he says with a hard face ignoring eye contact. I felt a little bad seeing his pained expression, I know my uncle will never knowingly ignore anything like this but he needs to open his eyes. Dante is good but our relations with the underboss and oth
GOT A SECRET CAN YOU KEEP IT, SWEAR THIS ONE YOU WILL SAVE __A little warning: I didn't proofread this. So if you find any grammatical mistakes. Please try to ignore it. ______"Go Sit." I quietly nodded my head at Cynthia taking a vacant seat at the table. I stared at my feet noticing the worn-out slippers they have given me, I don't like them at all. The clothes I'm wearing are also not really my style, they are nice, yes but they are not mine. This is not even the place, I spent my first night with Nicolas. I miss my things, my shoes, my clothes, and my fucking laptop. I have worked hard for the life I wanted to live and I can't just let something take away everything I have. It may say it's shallow of me, but I like materialistic things, I want my clothes to have my smell, the room I'm staying in to have my vibe. A dark chuckle left me at the thought of the situation I'm in. I swear to god if I didn't do something quick I'll become psycho. I don't even have my phone on me,
is it history or home that hurts us more?" - Robin Ekiss, Bones of August. ________Her parents are both dead, her brother lives with his wife in India. But will not stop me from getting my answers.As promised I have in my study, ready to test her waters. "Don't for a second think anything about your life is hidden from me," I warned her dropping the file with her details in her lap.Instead of taking a look at it. she threw the file away from her acting as if it disgusts her. "There is nothing in that file that can lead you to that drive," she said calmly. I smiled taking in her frequently changing facial expressions, "You don't think I know that?" I took a step toward her fisting a rough hand in her hair, other at the side of her chair, closing the distance between us."I know someone helped you escape, I know you were not alone in America," she yelped as fear flashed her eyes which confirmed my accusation."or maybe you were never alone. you always had someone don't you?" I rasp
CAN SEE MY DOWNFALL FROM SIX FEET ABOVE __I tapped my pointy red hells on the floor, looking around the house. The place is filled with glittery females and men dressed in cold dark colors. I noticed one in particular, she looks young around barely 18 I think.Ironic enough I wonder. To be seen makes people feel naked- and then some people actually strip naked, however still as strangers to the world. Everyone is caged inside a little box of mystery, secrets, and pain. I think all we ever want is something with the right key to let us free. I filled my tray with drinks and arranged a bottle onto it. "You look gorgeous, here have some water," I complimented and have her the water bottle to the girl dancing around these men. I have no idea what is wrong with all the people here, calling these girls names and saying really dirty things to her. These girls are artists and they are doing their job, an amazing one at that."Thanks, I-" Her mouth opened in refusal but before she can say
empty frames and loud moans_He roughly throws me in the passenger seat of one of his cars, before getting in himself. Shocked, I just stay still keeping my bruised hand to my chest. I mean it's not really bruised but there is pain. A long silence filled the car, only the voices of my uneven and his angry nostrils flaring were the voices in the car. What happened in there was nothing I ever expected to happen ever. "who was he?" my voice came out so hysterical I cringed. he clenched his jaw tightening his hold on the steering until his knuckles turn white. OH? so he is getting angry now? I glared at his clenched jaw. "Answer me.""Don't talk about him," he yelled out of frustration. "Are you kidding me? he fucking humiliated me in front of your Uncle while you stood there like a fucking statue." he turned his dark gaze to me. "Shut up," he yelled again. Asshole. I want to shout at him, ask him why he let that happen, why? instead, I closed my eyes keeping my eyes at bay. After
Misery loves company ____"I should warn you, I'm going to give you one more chance before I look into it myself," he says taking a sip of his coffee. We came back home first thing in the morning - wait not home prison. this place is not my home can never be it.I took a huge bite from my bagel, admiring the taste. Food with him is the only time I'm allowed to eat as much as I want. And I'm not wasting this opportunity "What are you talking about?" I asked still flushed about our activities from yesterday. "I have your little book."of course, he has it. Her number is in there. A mischievous smile crept my face, even if he has her number there is not much he can do. The most he will know the number is registered American. "how about we make a deal?" His perfect brow lifted. "what deal?" "you can have my little diary in return you give me my phone back," I said with a grin plastered on my face. he literally rolled his eyes at me faint amusement visible on his face. "you are n
it is possible to live without memory but is it possible to live with it? ________it's not real, it's not real, but fuck it is real. I'm lying in his bed with his huge arms around me, his nose buried in my hair. If someone looked at me right now they will probably label me mad.Because although I can't see my face I know it's as red as a tomato. And the fact that this is probably the first non-sexual intimacy between us is enough to freak me out. I gulped reminding myself not to fall for someone who is way too out of my league. I slipped out of his embrace skillfully and left his room taking the remnants of my dress from last night. later that day, I decided to start my day by cleaning his office first. while dusting the old books on the shelf, I found an old packet of cigarettes. I shook the little box a little to know if there is anything in there. One long white cigarette flew out of the box onto the floor. My mind did 100 calculations at that time, it has been a while sin
I've never thought I'll live to see this day," I admitted looking at myself in the mirror. Almost 6 months pregnant in a wedding dress, not bad. we have come a long way.Marissa puts a hand on my shoulder comforting me. "I'm so happy for you Boss. "I chuckled through my emotions. "I think we are officially past the formals. You are practically my sister-in-law now, call me Ayushi."The baby sleeping on Marissa's shoulder snorts, making us both laugh. "She is the cutest," I complimented.She nodes patting her back gently, "She sure is."I remember the day she was born, it was raining and I was precisely 4 months pregnant back then. "The weather is very harsh, how about you stay home and wait for her and the baby to come home," Nicolas said getting ready to leave for the hospital."Like hell I am, I'm going Nicolas and that is final."He rolled his eyes at me probably blaming my pregnancy hormones. "Think about the baby.""Oh, common nothing will happen to the baby. I'm always extra c
Chapter - 40 | it's my party and I cry if I want to________I looked around my office taking in the stillness of this place. This is new because this place has never felt this empty. I remember my heart was in my throat when the doctor was checking Ayushi. All I could think about was how much I wanted her to live, I wanted her alive, I wanted her with me. That I got, actually not only that but also the baby. our baby. I wonder when did she get pregnant. was it the night after the movie? or the night I made love to her? I think this will always be a mystery. A smile cropped on my face at the thought of the things I'd planned for her. I'm going to make her the happiest woman in the world. and that is a promise. I walked out of my office with a smile on my face, my life will never be empty it will always be full of her, our child, and all the more I'm going to give her. The eyes feel on her petite frame standing in front of the mirror in a black dress. I choose this dress for her
Chapter - 39| is this goodbye?_____"Why? Did they all leave? I ask him as soon as I woke up. "They will be back soon. I invited them all for dinner this weekend to announce the baby." I nodded my head dreading their reaction. Nicolas's mother hates me, she thinks I trapped him with me. "Where is Myra?""Downstairs with Dorian." I visibly cringed listening to his name. "What is he still doing here?" I half yelled expected for him to fight back but instead, he just sighed. "He is taking her with him."Over my dead body is that ever happening. "Myra," I yelled getting up from the bed. "Fuck, Ayushi. Slow down at least," he says but this time he doesn't stop me. I went straight to the guest room, where Myra was staying last just to find him in there. "Get away from her!"I pushed her back from him to me hardly. "Don't worry, Myra I will talk to Nicolas he will protect you. We will protect Nate.""Ayushi," Myra says draping her hands around me and hugging me. "What Happened?" This
Chapter - 38 | bad parenting is an underrated crime.________"Where are Myra and Nate?""They are safe.""Good, and what the thing you were saying that's incorrect sir. I'm not pregnant," I said awkwardly smiling around the crowd.He looks me dead in the eyes and goes. "You are pregnant."when I was a child I always used to wonder what I will be when I grow up, will I be strong like the women on the cover of magazines? will I be elegant like the 8th grade English teacher? will I ever love someone as much as I loved my grandma?all these questions and still somewhat fearful that will I be powerless like my mother? what if I end up like her?anyone can be a parent but not everyone deserves to be one, is a line worth billions.but do I deserve to be a parent? I already love this child more than anything in the whole world and yet I can't have it.I pinched my eyes close fearing that this is true. what have I done? what have I done? He doesn't want this baby, he will never accept it. and
CHAPTER - 37 | only love and death changes all things______two weeks later my body feels like a ticking bomb. there's a voice in my head that it's stupid to look for her. she never wanted to stay here in the first place. But that's only the rational part of me, and personally im anything but rational. Ace barged into my office, "Sir, we found something." "what?" I asked just then my phone ringed. "Dorian," I hissed as I saw his name flashing on my phone. I'll make it when all of this is over, I never see or hear from him again. "we have a clue, where they could be."I didn't waste any time picking up the phone, "bring your men, Costello we are going hunting." __ "wait, I have to tell you something," Dorian says as he comes out of our cars. The information Dorian gave was correct, they are in the city disguising among the people. a smile crept on my face, tonight you will sleep in my bed, sugar. "what? you dont want the best friend anymore?"I knew I kicked a nerve when he cle
Chapter - 36 | agony__________Dorian's pov for the past 5 years, there is a noose around my neck,So tight,Almost determined to break my neck. I've been living on the edge for the past almost half a decade. For a man born in blood, violence is necessary.I've lived and I've killed all because of her.I still get nightmares from the night I killed her, or at least I thought I killed her.I mourned her death, relieved her memory, and then I buried her name.She betrayed me, again.I threw the tumbler forward, shattering the tv screen. My veins feel like they are on fire and my skin feels like it's burning.Today when I saw Ayushi in Nicolas's house, I was shocked. She was supposed to be dead so does her friend.But seeing her alive standing in front of me wrapped in his arms, one thing is clear. Myra is alive.I killed her, she refused to die. It's almost amusing how many times these girls have played me.She didn't give me anything but I will find out where she is.And this time
Chapter - 35 | she a runner__________I entered my room to find Myra standing by the window looking out. I asked Nate how he doing before approaching her."So?" She asks ruffling a hand down her dress."What happened?"I sucked in a breath. Fuck even I don't know what just happened. I saw Dorian after almost what 4 years, and his first instinct was to kill me.Classic motherfucker. There was a time I thought we were friends I really liked him and Myra together. They were like the power couple you see in old spy movies, but like a movie, the thing between them didn't last long."He was shocked to see me alive before he pointed his gun at me."Myra snorted. She looked at Nate this time staring at his head. She leans in closer so only I can listen."You think we can kill him this time." I made a displeased look. She furrowed her eyebrows, "what? He nearly killed me the last time I saw him."This single memory brings back so many stomach knotting feelings, I can't even begin to express.
Chapter - 34|sins of our past usually comes back to haunt our present____________successfully dodging millions of Myra's questions I somehow made it to the time when he comes back. I felt his presence the moment he stepped into the house. He and I need to talk. a serious fucking talk. "here comes your Romeo," she says gesturing towards him. If Nicolas heard him he didn't react. with his eyes, on me, he says, "come on." I folded my arms over my breasts. "No, I'm busy," I challenged. "I have to talk to you about something," he says his eyes brows. Oh? so you are confused, man? im confused. "doesn't matter, I'm busy."he clenched his jaw looking at Myra for a minute like maybe it's her fault. "fine, get dressed some people are coming over tonight."this is not time for a party, for crying out loud. "what people?""whose drive we have," he says annoyed but collets himself quick. "the American bastard is coming here to get that fucking thing off my chest."God must hate me. he hates
Chapter - 33 | Dad?_________"Bye," I said as Nicolas left for work. It's early in the morning but everything that happened last night didn't help me sleep.Finish the job and get rid of her.His uncle's words are still in my head. This must be the plan all along, right? He was interested in me until he knew my secret and now when he knows so much about me, I'm no use to him.He warmed me up and made me open myself to him. And now he will let me go.Somebody cleared her throat distracting me from my trail of thoughts.Myra stood on top of the stairs with a freshly woken Nate holding her hand. "Good morning."I smiled at their cuteness. "Good morning, come down. Breakfast is ready."Nate let go of her hand. "I'll race you."She shook her head. "No, no running on the stairs."Nate ignored her and came running down the stairs colliding with my legs. "Oho, relax little guy.""Ay, I know you make the best eggs in the world." He holds my hand. "Make them for me, please."Finally, someone w