LOGINBEAU’S POVI sat on the couch, every muscle coiled so tight my hands trembled. It’s been two whole days. Two endless days since I’d been turned away at Shimma’s door. They wouldn’t let me in. They kept her from me.Her photos displaying on my television were a poor substitute. I’d stared at them until the edges blurred…….her face lit the screen and my chest tightened into a fist. It wasn’t enough. I needed to see her in person, to stand near the lilt of her scent, to watch the slow tilt of her head, to watch those eyes that always seemed to look right through me. I craved the curve of her lips, the soft fall of her hair, the way her body moved when she laughed. The want in me had a taste, metallic and hot.My breathing came faster now, shallow and urgent. I rubbed my palms against my jeans until the skin burned. The apartment felt too small. Every clock ticked loud, like a countdown I hadn’t consented to. I was falling apart….my whole life was falling apart and I felt utterly helpless
SHIMMA’S POVI was in the bathroom, the steam curling around me, when the bedroom door burst open and slammed against the wall. The sound jarred me….causing me to freeze in fear.A second later Mattias’s cologne hit me: cedar and something green and strong. Then his voice followed, my heart settling in relief.“Honey?” He called loudly.I opened my mouth to answer, but my throat clenched. Words wouldn’t form. I felt empty and heavy all at once.The bathroom door opened. Mattias stood framed in it for a long few seconds, shoulders squared but not relaxed. His eyes were soft with pity, and that look hurt more than anything….I didn’t like how he looked at me…..i didn’t like how his eyes reminded me of my terror moments with Lucas. Those times he would save me and then stare at me like my life was some sort of torture.Although he warned me…..He kept sensing the danger and I stupidly ignored all the signs. Fuck me!He came in slowly, like he was careful not to startle me, and began undoi
MATTIAS’S POV: (continued)“G…good day, Sir,” one of my guards said as he approached my car. I had signaled him over; he walked up with his shoulders hunched, hands clasped so tight his knuckles whitened. I could see the fear and worry in his eyes.“Good day…” I nodded, stepping out of the car. I straightened my shoulders, cleared my throat and planted my feet so I looked taller……yet calm and in control, before I continued. “The day of the accident… Doctor Ryle’s death, you were on duty, right?” I asked. The police weren’t finished with their investigation, but I wanted to move things forward as quickly as I could before anything got worse.“Yes… yes Sir, I was,” he said, bowing his head slightly and rubbing the back of his neck.“Who came in? Remember I said not to let strangers in. Who was here on the day of the murder?” I leaned forward a little, elbows bent, watching his face. He stared at me blankly, eyes flicking to the ground as though trying to pull memory up. Then he shook h
MATTIAS’S POV.“I swear! If I find out who did this to Ryle!” I said, my voice low and trembling with rage as I clenched my fist, my knuckles turning white. My breath was heavy, almost strangled, as I fought to rein in my emotions at the station, knowing how crucial it was to stay composed.The officer stood there, calm despite the storm brewing inside me. “Mr. Mattias, I know how angry you are right now,” he said, his tone calm and reassuring. He leaned slightly forward, hands clasped in front of him, as if trying to bridge the gap between us. “I assure you, we will find Doctor Ryle’s killer. Please, just give us a little time.”I felt the tension in my shoulders, my muscles coiling tighter with each passing second. “And for the threatening words written on your car, we will check the CCTV footage of the parking lot. Hopefully, we can identify who did it and why… and also, who knows? They might be involved in Doctor Ryle’s death too,” he continued, his eyes meeting mine firmly.“Plea
SHIMMA’S POV.I sat beside my mother who kept weeping and crying. I knew how painful it must be for her…..losing another man she loved. God! The pain!!!!Doctor Ryle was the next best man to my mother after my father passed. Despite the age difference between him and my mother, he loved her so deeply. Not minding what the world had to say about them.I liked him…..I felt safe around him, because for some reason, I knew he would take care of my mother and love her like she deserved to be loved.But now… he’s gone. Oh!…….Who did this? Who could hurt him like this? My heart ached with anger and sadness. I needed to know who had taken him from us.“Mum….please. I am so sorry. I am so sorry that this happened to you,” I said, feeling guilty as hell.Mattias had told me just yesterday about the scratch on his car, and a scratch that wrote “RIP,”. Despite knowing how scary and terrifying that was…I still overlooked it.What if who ever it was had come to attack and then met Doctor Ryle at h
MR. BEAU’S POV…..Shit! I killed him… I had to. He was going to ruin everything for me, and I couldn’t let that happen. I stood in the bathroom, under the shower, as the cold water ran down my body…..despite the coldness, it still couldn’t quench the fire burning inside me.Each drop of water felt like ice, sending cold shivers down my spine, yet it was oddly comforting. Masking the sweat of panic that had soaked my skin, shielding me from the consequences of my actions.Closing my eyes, I let the water wash over me, envisioning the encounter for the one millionth time…….how simple it had been to break in, how the thrill surged through me. I had grabbed a kitchen knife, the sharpest one I could fine in the kitchen. Lookin at the big and sharp blade, It felt beautiful in my hands, almost like an extension of my will. I remembered my heart racing, but not from fear…….no, it was excitement, pure adrenaline.I walked slowly toward Doctor Ryle’s room, each step echoing in my ears. I knock
BEAU’S POV.(continued)“No! You’re lying, Mother. I don’t believe you!” I could feel the heat rising in my chest, panic gripping my throat. How could she say such a thing? “I didn’t kill her! How could I kill the one I love?”Why couldn’t she see? My heart raced as I paced the room, the scent of he
MATTIAS’S POVI sat there, staring at my wife as she looked back at me, worry etched in her eyes. My heart sank at the thought of telling her about my encounter with Beau. The last thing I wanted was for her to feel scared again…..I Vowed to never let it happen again.I could see the tension in he
“Are you out of your mind, Mr. Beau? It seems like you are forgetting your place,” I said, taking a step closer to him.He didn’t flinch; instead, he just stared at me, feigning confusion.“Sir, I am so sorry if I sounded disrespectful, I just wouldn’t want the kids to be distracted,” he replied.“
MATTIAS POV.I rocked my hips back and forth, thrusting my cock deeply inside her wet, slick pussy, I let out a loud groan and she gasped, wrapping her arms around my neck as we both locked eyes with each other.“She’s mine….mine forever,” I whispered softly, thrusting deeper…harder.“Ouuhh…oh! Fuc







