"I don't need money to be a helper and friend to Zira, Jerald. So let's talk about cooking." Ixora responded to his job offer, her enthusiasm barely contained. She had always loved cooking, having been the one to prepare meals for herself and Cherry all the years they'd spent together. Now, for once, she'd be getting paid for her culinary skills.He mentioned a sum that momentarily left her speechless. It was twice what she had expected, even more than what some companies paid their cooks."Well, not that I mean to be rude, but how do you expect to pay me that amount?" she inquired. Jerald didn't have a traditional job; he mainly worked around his own house, doing tasks like building shelves, cutting grass, and fixing roofs. He managed to keep himself and Berezira comfortable, even covering the girl's school fees at Campbell Victory High School, which wasn't inexpensive. All of this was impressive, but she couldn't fathom how he planned to afford hiring her.He shrugged and continued
That evening, Cherry lay on her bed, enveloped in a dark mood as she smoked a cigarette. Describing herself as frustrated would be a massive understatement; she was well beyond that point. If she ever laid eyes on Jake again, she was determined to strangle him with her bare hands. After making him undo whatever he had done to her.She should have known better than to get involved with a doctor. A damn doctor. In fact, she hated doctors more now than ever. What had she been thinking, anyway?Alright, she had been thinking about having sex with him. At the time, it had seemed like a brilliant idea. Now, it was a nightmare.There had to be some logical explanation for everything unusual that was happening to her. She couldn't stop thinking about him; his face was imprinted in her mind. She saw him in the morning before she woke up, during the day, and at night before she went to sleep. His mannerisms, his laughter... damn it, even the way he ate! And then, there was that night they had s
Ixora Crystabella Moores and Cherry Silverbella Moores entered the gates of A-Good-Night, looking elegant, identical, and incredibly attractive. Every head, male and female, turned to admire them as they walked by, their eyes fixed on their graceful movements and long, alluring legs.The Bella twins were truly bellas, unquestionably beautiful.Cherry might have winked at the attention, as she often did, but tonight wasn't about flirting. No, it was about clearing the confusion, the muddled thoughts in her mind. She bypassed the bar and led the way to the club, confident her twin would follow. She needed to blend in with the crowd, to disappear into it.That was the only way she could slip away from Ixora unnoticed. It was the only way she could meet Dilly. And she needed to meet him soon.As they entered the bustling club, Ixora exclaimed, "Wow, it's as crowded as a market tonight!" she shouted over the music."It's Sunday night, of course, it's crowded. Besides, some new travelers a
"Oh, I need you too, Lollipop. I've missed you so much," Don Dillion breathed, his lips finding her neck, planting kisses there.Cherry struggled to suppress a deep feeling of revulsion as he pressed her against the wall, grinding his erection against her. His hands were all over her within seconds, touching her waist, back, neck, hair, and ass. What was supposed to feel erotic felt overwhelmingly disgusting.She resisted the urge to push Dilly away and instead pulled him closer, engaging him in a fierce kiss while her hands roamed his body as well. Without breaking the kiss, she pushed down his shorts and gripped his erection, although it felt unfamiliar in her hand, nothing like...No, not now. She shouldn't be thinking of him now, damn it.Dilly groaned softly into her mouth, thrusting into her hand as she pushed thoughts of Jake to the deepest recesses of her mind.Still kissing her, he shoved her gown up to her waist, lifted one of her legs to wrap it loosely around his waist, an
"At Strawberry Island, I met a guy named Jake," Cherry said, stepping away from the window. She joined Ixora on the bed."I saw him at the beach one evening when I was bored. He was quite good-looking, muscular, and well-built. I notice him. Then, three women ruined my moment by splashing water on me."Ixora started, "Oh no, Cher, did you..."""Gosh, I beat the devil's advocate outta them." Cherry interrupted.Ixora shook her head, reminding herself not to encourage Cherry's trouble-seeking tendencies."I know what you're thinking, about the promise I made not to look for trouble," Cherry continued, as if reading Ixora's thoughts. "I kept my promise, though. Trouble seemed to find me.""Anyway, Jake was watching me the whole time. After I handled those women, he came over, we talked, and then we left the beach for his hotel."Ixora sighed. "So, that's where things got intimate, right?"Cherry shook her head. "No, it was strange. Instead of getting romantic, he took out a medical kit
Ixora cried on Cherry's shoulder for several minutes until it became uncomfortable for her leaning on the bed. Although Cherry didn't hug her back, she also didn't push her away, for which Ixora was grateful."I shouldn't have cried all over you like that, I'm sorry, Cher. It's just that I don't know how to help you deal with the past. I feel so helpless," Ixora said, her voice filled with pain.Cherry glanced at Ixora's tear-streaked face. "There's nothing to deal with in the past, Xora. So stop crying; it's making me uncomfortable. Jeez, you've got emotions flying all the time. I shudder to think how much worse it'll get if you ever get pregnant," she remarked with a hint of humor.Ixora managed a smile through her tears, appreciating the attempt to lighten the mood. "I'll be awesome, even pregnant," she replied, tongue-in-cheek.As the night pressed on, Ixora silently wished it would never end because she dreaded facing her usual, emotionally distant twin in the morning. Now that t
You disobeyed me. You humiliated me by rejecting my reward." The deep voice shouted."She's just a child! I can't force myself on a child, for chrissake!" A deeper voice rumbled, his voice laced with anger."You don't have a choice, young man. She's my gift to you for your winning on Friday night, and until you take her to bed for one night, you'll keep getting tortured by them," the man declared, gesturing to his guard. "Continue!"The guard removed the scorching rod from the fire, clutching it with a thick cloth. He then brought the red-hot rod closer to himself and pressed it against his body, howling in agonizing pain...Jerald was jolted awake by a high-pitched scream. He sat up, rubbed his face, and blinked away sleep. The scream echoed once more.Throwing aside the covers, he hurried down the hall to the adjacent room. There, he found Berezira writhing on the bed, her body drenched in sweat. Her eyes remained shut, ensnared by a haunting nightmare. She screamed again.Still ree
"Hey, Berezira... wake up, dear," Jerald gently touched the girl's leg, hoping to rouse her from her tormenting nightmare. Her reaction was immediate – she shot up from the bed like a startled deer, her eyes filled with wild confusion and fear."It's me," Jerald assured her, his voice laced with calm and kindness. As her dazed gaze slowly focused on his face, he saw her small shoulders relax slightly. "I'm sorry, Good Master," she whispered, still shaken.Jerald contemplated correcting her and reminding her that he was now addressed as 'father,' but with her recent nightmare likely bringing back painful memories, he decided against it. "You've got nothing to apologize for, Berezira," he reassured her. He then got up from the bed, extending a hand to the girl. "Come, there's something I want to give you."Without hesitation, Berezira placed her trust in him, slipping her hand into his. Jerald marveled at how this young girl, who had every reason to distrust men, had come to trust him s
Quietly, Ixora left Cherry's room and made her way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She prepared eggs, bacon, cheeseburgers, and pizza. Lately, Cherry had developed a liking for pizza, which is why Ixora included it in their morning meal.An hour later, breakfast was ready. Ixora returned to Cherry's room to wake her up. "Come and have something to eat, Cher. I made breakfast.""My queasy stomach can't handle much in the mornings, Ix," Cherry replied drowsily, but she got up and followed her twin to the living room."Well, let's not forget that we're going to New York today," Ixora reminded her as they approached the dining table.The reminder sparked Cherry's memory, and her drowsiness quickly faded. She smiled brightly, saying, "Oh yeah, let's go check on our girl."They sat down and enjoyed their breakfast in silence. Afterward, they joined hands to pack their clothes and accessories into a large box.They began with Ixora, selecting her clothes, shoes, and other items, and pla
💝💝BROOKHAVEN, NEW YORK.💝💝Camila watched her daughter clean up the dining table right after dinner. A smile had been on her face since she heard about the arrival of her twin friends, and she was humming softly under her breath.Camila marveled at the change in this young girl and was very happy with herself for helping bring about that change. Her daughter was now so different from the girl she had seen for the first time two months ago.When her sons called and told her about their request for two females to come stay with her and Berezira, she was instantly curious about who those women might be to her sons, so she agreed immediately.When Berezira heard the news, her happiness knew no bounds, and that made Camila's curiosity soar to a different level. So, she got her daughter to tell her everything about the twins, which Berezira did wholeheartedly.Camila had come to know a lot about Cherry and Ixora, and although Brezira had innocently shared everything, Camila had already d
💝TOWER CASTLES IN HELMAND, AFGHANISTAN.💝💝Khalil Mostafa Ali Reza stood with his back facing the entrance of his throne room. He had just emerged from hiding yesterday and returned to his castle.He had spent the past two months deep underground. But finally, his long-awaited drug had arrived, albeit in small quantity.Viagnat. Only five small bottles of the liquid had been produced... five small bottles that cost a fortune, and he possessed all five. They would have to suffice for now because he couldn't wait for more.For the past two months, the US Army had been hunting him. He knew they were actively seeking him and would stop at nothing to capture him. However, he had kept a low profile, waiting for Viagnat. That drug was more powerful than a thousand armies.The US Army had turned this into a game, and he desired to change the rules. He knew that his captive and his twin had returned to the Army, but he still had men following their trail after they vanished from California.
Cherry emerged from the bathroom a while later, looking exhausted. She always felt drained after vomiting, and that was how she felt at the moment.But even though she felt sick, she couldn't be pregnant. She had been so careful. It just couldn't be true. No way."Where is that gray-haired quack of a doctor?" she muttered, looking around."He left a while ago. Oh, Cher, you're pregnant," Ixora said, her voice filled with shock as her eyes fixed on her twin's belly.Cherry instinctively covered her flat belly and made her way to the bed. "That old quack. I'm not pregnant, Ixora. It's impossible."Ixora wasn't really listening to her. "You are pregnant! But how could this happen? You were always the one with the condoms. You were always so careful, Cher."Cherry sighed and sank down on the bed. "Yeah, that's what I can't wrap my head around."She forced herself to think. Was she really pregnant? But how could she be when she always used condoms?No man had ever touched her without a con
Although the Brown twins didn't stay long in the Army, their reputation for strength and physical prowess during training made them well-known. As a result, they were promptly promoted to the Python Team upon leaving the military camp. The General calmly listened to Jerald's story before addressing the twins."Things haven't been the same since Operation Un-Done. It was the only mission the Python Team had ever failed since its formation, and it held significant importance. Various military agencies, such as the KGI, FBI, and Terror Corps, heard about Operation Un-Done. Some sympathized with us, understanding that not all missions can be successful. However, a few mocked us, claiming that we thought we were invincible only to fail and lose a comrade during the most crucial mission, when the US Army was expected to be the best in the world."The General paused, then continued with determination. "Although we failed the mission, I'm glad we didn't lose a member. We're thrilled to have y
💝💝TOWER CASTLES IN HELMAND, AFGHANISTAN.💝💝Khalil Mostafa Ali Reza sat with three of his most trusted drug dealers, resembling a round table where four drug dealers gathered to drink, eat, and converse in their language.They were about to arrange a drug shipment in a few days, but they hadn't disclosed the exact location for the deal. Since their near-ambush by the US Army eight months ago, they had become extra cautious."So, which part of Japan are we shipping the cocaine to?" one of the drug dealers asked in their language."To Nagasaki," Mostafa confirmed, "But that's not what I want to discuss.""What do you want to talk about?" another one inquired."Viagnat," he replied bluntly. "I want that drug Viagnat, and I want it quickly. What are your suppliers saying about the production and shipment of that drug?"They took turns answering..."My supplier said it will be ready in five months.""Mine said it will take seven.""Two months," one of them reported."My supplier estimat
After a long while, they were all seated at the dining table, eating. Jerald savored the food... Damn, he had missed his mother's cooking.Though they had grown up with a cook, their mother always made an effort to cook for them whenever she had the time."So, why did you come back from work, Father?" He asked when he finally realized his father had come home early. That was highly unusual.Williams smiled. "I forgot an important paperwork. Or rather, a paper that was supposed to be important an hour ago. It's no longer important now.""Is it a contract? What kind of deal was it?" he asked curiously."You see, I was planning to officially announce George as my successor in the company. That was the paperwork," he stated.Jake laughed. "Well, it seems like luck is on your side, Jay. You wouldn't look good in a lab coat at all," he teased."Very funny," Jerald said with a smile. "I would never want to be a doctor. That's your field, Jakey.""Stop calling me that, Jay-Jay," Jake shot bac
"Camy?" William called softly, his eyes fixed on the figure that closely resembled his deceased son.Camila understood the shock that coursed through her husband's body. It had been ten minutes since she laid eyes on her son, and it still felt like a dream. But she knew with certainty that it wasn't a dream. Their son Jerald was alive and back home.She walked over to her husband and placed her hand on his shoulder. "He's real, Will. Our son is alive, and he's back home," Camila whispered, her voice filled with intense emotions.That reassurance was all William needed, and he pulled his son into a hug. It wasn't a bear hug, but a genuine embrace between two men who had thought they would never see each other again.The papers were scattered on the ground, but William couldn't care less about them. He stepped aside, allowing one of his security guards to gather the papers."Jerald...! It's really you, my boy!" William exclaimed. Unbelievably, tears welled up in his eyes. His son was al
Camila, in her early fifties, was aware that many women her age experienced deteriorating eyesight, often resulting in the need for glasses or contact lenses.However, she had never required visual aids before because her eyesight had always been excellent. Or at least, it used to be. Now, she couldn't be so certain.The figure emerging from the car bore a striking resemblance to her deceased son, Jerald. Camila's mouth dropped open as she stared wide-eyed. "Oh my God..." she exclaimed, turning to her son, Jake, and gripping his arms. "I hate to admit it, but I think I finally need glasses...""No, mother, you don't need glasses. It's really Jay..." Jake reassured her gently.Camila vigorously shook her head. "No... It can't be... Jerald, my son, is dead. Why are you playing this cruel game with me? Giving me false hope... It's not good for me, Jakey."Tears welled up in her wide eyes as she beheld a sight she thought she would never see again until her own passing.Jerald observed hi