Although we had filled our backpacks with samples, we hadn't actually covered much ground. The mountain range extended ahead of us, with the same reddish hue permeating the entire landscape. This indicated a rich vein of mineral deposits in this region.Nico and I were both thrilled. If the results were what we hoped for, all the hard work would be worth it. Despite the challenges we had faced in recent weeks, our steps felt lighter with renewed hope.At the final sample site, the surrounding hills had transformed into a vivid reddish hue, extending to the tree branches wedged between the rocks. Looking ahead, the mountains stretching endlessly into the distance were all the same color.Everyone was stunned, and Zuri was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. Nico had previously mentioned that if the reserves were sufficient, it could pave the way for large-scale mining.If that were the case, Zuri's dream of bringing the younger generation back to work in the village could b
I understood the urgency of a 30-year-old man, but we couldn't get carried away with an audience present. The thought of anyone hearing us was mortifying.This wasn't our well-insulated apartment—a flimsy, poorly sealed door was all that separated us from the outside world. Every sound we made would be crystal clear to those nearby, making it feel like we were broadcasting live.No matter how bold I was, I couldn't bring myself to do it under these circumstances. However, Colin's persistence was overwhelming. Nothing I said could convince him. Once the beast within him was unleashed, there was no reining it without satiating its hunger.Realizing there was no escape, I decided to face the challenge head-on. If we were careful, maybe we wouldn't be heard. Attempting to calm Colin, I agreed to intimacy with strict discretion. We had to control ourselves and make as little noise as possible.Colin agreed quickly, but his body had already taken charge, leaving me unable to contro
Colin's face grew increasingly grim, the light in his eyes replaced by a deep, simmering anger."Maybe you should answer it," I whispered, grasping his hand. "It could be important."Colin briefly squeezed my hand before releasing it to place his phone on silent and tossed it face down on the table. "Even if it is urgent, I can call back later. It's always the same thing. Something's gone wrong at the construction site, and she needs me to deal with it immediately."Despite my efforts to slow our meal, we finished within an hour, and our inevitable parting was upon us once again.Colin picked up his phone, which displayed a staggering 57 missed calls. As the 58th call came in, I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed the phone and answered it.It was time to confront this issue head-on because avoiding it wouldn't help resolve anything. Since Jasmine knew everything anyway, there was no need to beat around the bush. It was time to break the silence and see what she was up to."Col
Indeed, the saying, "Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned," was true.Nonetheless, I couldn't understand why it had to be this way.Colin was clearly upset, so I brought him to my room to calm down instead of letting him leave. With his emotions in a volatile state, he was in no condition to drive, and I couldn't risk his safety.After spending two nights in the village, I had grown accustomed to the absence of bathing amenities, but for Colin, who had only been there for one night, the simplicity of washing with only cold water was far from ideal.The hotel room had the heat on high, making us feel sticky and uncomfortable. Colin had always prided himself on being clean, so I ushered him into the bathroom for a well-deserved soak in a hot bath.The bathroom had a frosted glass wall separating it from the rest of the room. While Colin was inside, I took the opportunity to wash his clothes. After thoroughly cleaning them, I put them
"Uh… Your clothes are done. Do you want to put them on now?" I blurted out, trying to steer the conversation away from suggestive undertones. I shook the freshly dried pair of his underwear in my hand for emphasis.Colin's already intense gaze grew darker as he focused on my hand. "Why put them on if I'm just going to take them off again? It's better not to wear them at all, don't you think so, Baby?" he murmured, moving even closer until our faces were nearly touching.The heat radiating from his body, combined with the moisture still clinging to his skin, made my head spin and my ears buzz.I could feel my body temperature rising, and my legs trembled involuntarily.Colin's words left me speechless.That night, Colin was the epitome of tenderness. He didn't push the limits but held me gently, showering me with soft kisses and caresses. His voice was a low, sultry serenade like the sonorous melody of a cello played amidst a garden of jasmine in the dead of night.Colin's sce
Standing together, Andrew exuded confidence and masculinity, while Queenie was like a Southern Belle with a soft, gentle grace. They truly complemented each other perfectly.In the well-lit airport hall at night, the sparse traffic of travelers was a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of daytime. Under the soft lights, Andrew's features were exquisite and refined, his face filled with indulgence as he gazed lovingly at Queenie. Like a snapshot in time, the moment seared itself into my memory. It drew forth recollections of similar instances where Colin's gaze would meet mine, his presence unwavering whenever I turned around.What is love? This query had echoed in the minds of many, including myself, yet the answer often remained elusive.However, my trip to Lagado gave me a deeper understanding of love, and I found my answer now.The essence of true love was a union of patience and acceptance.For those truly in love, the wait for their beloved was never a burden, and time
Queenie and I exchanged glances, both of us speculating on the kind of person and incident that would make these typically indifferent individuals pause to discuss.Zara's unresponsiveness and absence from home intensified our worries about her safety, so I decided to call her again. This time, she picked up promptly. In the background, there was chaos—someone was sobbing, and faint sounds of an argument could be heard.Zara sounded flustered, explaining that she was at the hospital and the injured person wasn't her. She urged me not to worry and to stay put before abruptly ending the call.Given the circumstances, the neighborhood incident was likely connected to Zara.In Jinovy, besides me and Queenie, Zara only knew the Moyers. Considering that Winston and Zara weren't particularly close, we surmised that the troublemaker was Chris, the big jerk.I hastily threw my luggage into the apartment, washed my face, changed my jacket, and headed to the hospital.The emergency room w
Zara gestured toward a group of people and explained, "Those are Chris' uncles and relatives. They've been arguing since they arrived but haven't said anything worthwhile. "They're too scared to come over and confront me, so they're just bickering over there endlessly. The nurses have tried to quiet them down several times, but their pleas fell on deaf ears, and the chaos continued.""If they've got a problem, they should call the police. All this yelling is pointless. They're just cowards. It seems the entire family lacks decency. It's disgusting," Queenie chimed in. Her straightforward nature and sense of justice made her despise such behavior."Pointless? It's obvious they're doing it for one reason—compensation. Every word out of their mouths is about their injured family member and how they need to be compensated. It's all about the money. Their blatant greed is nauseating." Zara scoffed.I couldn't fathom their behavior. Andrew had mentioned that although the Moyer family di