Why has he come to my room? I thought he chased me out of his room despite asking me to clean it up. I don't want to see him too.Yes I don't want to see him but why did my spirit lift up when I heard his voice?“What do you want?!" I shouted rudely.“To come in," he replied calmly.“Why are you asking for my permission then? I thought you don't need any permission to enter any room in this house," I said, my voice laced with sarcasm.“I wouldn't be asking you to open the door if you haven't bolted it from the inside," he said and I could sense a little annoyance in his voice.Good. I want him to get angry. Maybe then he would understand how I felt when he got me angry even though his was 10 times worse than this.“So what do you want me to do about that?" I asked, playing dumb.“Come and open the door," he said and he was gradually losing his temper.”I don't want to. Why don't you just leave me alone? You sent me away from your room and I left so why have you come here?" I started f
Gloria thought she would be riding in the Lamborghini alongside the extremely handsome man so she was quite disappointed when she was told she would be riding in one of the Ferraris instead. She soon shrugged off her feeling of disappointment as she sat down on the comfortable seat of the Ferrari. This would be her first time riding in such a luxury car and she was loving the life.It was a smooth ride and Gloria didn't even realize when they got to their destination until the vehicles started driving into a mighty opened gate. Staring outside the vehicle window Gloria's eyes met a structure that blew her mind away.A massive mansion,Wow! It looks so beautiful.Gloria couldn't take her eyes off the building and its beautiful surroundings as the vehicles drove slowly inside the compound of the mansion before parking just at the entrance of the building. Gloria also didn't fail to notice that the building was being guarded by lots of men that she lost count.Is he some kind of politici
Marcel, who was dressed in a royal golden robe, walked into his room and he met the four beautiful ladies already on top of his bed in their bikinis just as he had ordered. They looked really beautiful and tempting but surprisingly his demons were quiet like a graveyard.Are they not seeing this or are they asleep? Marcel wondered.Maybe his demons needed a little push to come alive and be awakened, he thought, so he walked to the bed and slowly climbed on it. As soon as he got on the bed the four ladies encircled him and started to romance his body. Just like Gloria the other ladies were also captivated by Marcel's beauty and were all eager to have a taste of him as well. Marcel is definitely their fantasy man and the four ladies all want to give him the best pleasure known to man.As they romancing Marcel's body he was impatiently waiting for his demons to come alive just like they usually do when Ella is around him- craving and begging to feed on her body. But there was still no si
Marcel was feeling disappointed and angry as he came out of his room. All his efforts just went to waste as he wasn't able to awaken his demons so they could have their fun with the ladies so that they would stop bugging him about sleeping with Ella. However as soon as he stepped out his room his nose picked up a very pleasant, familiar scent by the corner and he immediately took his eyes to that direction and that is when he saw Ella in a hidden position. On sighing Ella Marcel's demons that had initially been quiet all of a sudden came alive and started speaking. Ranting, even louder than before.She is the one we want.Just take her in your room and do what you have to do...★“What are you doing over there?" Marcel had asked and I didn't know what to reply and I couldn't even think of a lie to tell.“Nothing," I said and I knew right away that was a stupid reply.“What do you mean nothing?" He asked with his eyes piercing into my very soul.“I..I don't know," I said, yet another s
“What type of question is that of course I did the job. I killed the girl. Didn't I show you her dead body? She is dead. Why will you be asking me that type of question? I always get my job done," Elijah said, lying so convincingly.“Actually. You didn't," Gloria said and her expression was that of a person deep in thought.“What?" Elijah asked with a raised brow.“You didn't show me her dead corpse. When I came here Ella was still alive. I never saw her get killed. You never sent me any proof of her death," Gloria said and her expression tightened.“I can assure you she is dead. I pulled the trigger myself," Elijah said, trying his best to give away the fact that he was lying from his facial expression and speech.“Then why am I seeing her running around in a mansion?” Gloria frowned and for the first time Elijah lost composure.“W..What mansion?" He stuttered a bit.“The mansion of a rich, handsome man named Marcel. I saw someone who looks exactly like Ella in the mansion and she wa
“What do you mean it's a language spoken by Angels and Demons??" I asked.“That's because that's what it is. It's a very odd text and language. The oldness in fact and it's believed to be the language spoken by the fallen angels when they came to earth," Kyle replied and he was sounding so convincing causing me to want to believe him although it sounds kinda crazy.“How do you know this?" I asked, staring at him suspiciously.“Because I was taught. You see before I ventured into the life of crime I used to be interested in paleography and ancient, mystical events," he answered and probably he saw from my expression I didn't understand the meaning of the word ‘paleography’ so he went further to explain.“Paleography???”“Yeah, that's like the study of old manuscripts or text,” he said.“That’s quite a really strange hobby especially for a young boy like yourself,” I had to confess.“I know but I lived with my grandfather and he was into things like this and I love spending time with hi
Elijah went to visit one of his good friends. Pedro, the leader of the dangerous gang called the Viper that comprises mostly of Mexican“My friend," Pedro was delighted to see Elijah as he embraced him. ”Come, come. Come have a drink with me," he invited him for drinks and Elijah happily accepted.In the company of half naked women Pedro filled two glass cups with a bottle of whiskey and handed one of the glasses to Elijah, taking the other one for himself.“So what brings you over to this side of the town, my friend?" He asked as two ladies with big titties romanced his chest.Taking a quick sip from his glass Elijah responded.“I just came to greet my good, old friend, of course." Elijah said and Pedro wore a smile.“You know we are good friends and that's why I know that you didn't travel all this miles for just a hello. So why don't you tell me the real reason why you came?” Pedro said, his tone Jovial and Elijah smiled.“You know me too well, old friend,” Elijah smiled then c
Marcel stood facing the beautiful strange woman and for a lengthy seconds both of them just stood staring at each other with the lady smiling and staring deep into Marcel's eyes. Marcel needed no one to tell him the lady standing in front of him was the young girl he was having flashes of. The one playing with a younger version of himself. The resemblance is undeniable but Marcel couldn't help but wonder why he knew nothing of the lady or remembered any of those memories until now. Maybe it's not his own memory and that young boy isn't him. Maybe this was some sort of vision.Yes it has to be. Marcel concluded within.“You. You are the one writing me those letters?" Marcel asked but it was more of a statement than a question.“Yes. I am the one," she replied with a smile.“Who are you?" Marcel asked and she walked closer to him.“My name is Selena, daughter to Adams the great Alpha of the half moon pack," she said like Marcel would know what that meant but he didn't and really didn't