Kate knew she wasn’t in her room nor the room she occupied in Denzel’s mansion. She could see the outside light, even though her eyes were shut. Her bed was far from the window. She had always hated sleeping near the window. When she was little, she thought a zombie apocalypse would happen and she would be easily attacked from the window. She cried to bed each night when her mother tucked her in, and when she had closed the door, Kate crawled under the bed. The fear accompanied her into her teenage years, and she moved her bed from the window.Growing to become an adult, she continued with the habit, and when she moved to Denzel’s mansion, she had restructured the room, shifting the bed away from the window. Not out of fear anymore—she didn’t believe that zombies existed anymore—but a habit.Her eyes opened. Slowly, she discovered she was lying on a hospital bed. The event before she lost consciousness played in her mind, and she shivered. Her hand flew to her side and she noticed the
Kyle hesitated. "I’ve got anything for you, Kate.""Thank you... I told Annie to prepare some chicken soup. She should be here soon.""Are you allowed to eat yet?""I don’t know... I feel hungry. "Denzel was about to turn and walk out of the room when the door opened and a second stranger walked in.“Male again?” Denzel thought.The man appeared to be in his mid-forties and fit, as one who hit the gym regularly. No one in the room recognized him. He reached for his pocket and took out an item. The act made Kate’s heart race as she remembered the attack she was still suffering from."I’m Detective Eddie Fortune, from the NYPD," he said as he waved his card in their faces. "I’m here to question the lady... alone."Kyle hesitated but walked out. Denzel walked towards the detective until they were a few inches apart. He stretched his hand. "Denzel Hobbs, CEO of CULID beverages…"They shook. A firm shake."Do you mind if I stay? She’s my maid. ""Of course..." I didn’t notice it was Denze
Stanley Bradley never considered himself better than Denzel. They had met in high school and, many years later, they still maintained the friendship they shared.However, they were different in almost all aspects.Denzel was good-looking. A charmer. He had many crushes in high school and even when they moved to college. He knew the perfect words, had the perfect lines to get a girl. Stan wasn’t the last example of how a lady wanted her man to look. He was good looking, but it took time to notice him and he lacked the words to tell a lady. While Denzel charmed all the girls in school, Stan hid his feelings and claimed he wasn’t interested in romantic affairs.Stan had a smaller dick and he had always hidden the fact from Denzel until one spring in high school when Denzel forced his pants down in the locker room. Denzel laughed at him and called him a girl. When Stan saw the huge cock hanging medially on Denzel’s waist, he concluded that he may never get a chance at love.Then a new stu
The Boeing 767-300ER of United Airlines landed on the runway in Johannesburg with a bang at 1400 hours.A few minutes later, the passengers alighted. Kate breathed in the air and realized it wasn’t different from the air in New York. As she stepped down, she relived the moment when the plane made its ascent. She had secretly confided in Kim that she might be airsick. When Kim noticed her gripping tightly on the leather chair, she took her hand in hers and held her firmly."You’ll be fine," she whispered. "I had a terrible experience during my first visit... You’re braver than me. "Kate nodded as her stomach knotted and threatened to throw out the cup of coffee she had forced down that morning."How was the flight?" Kim asked as she walked to her side."Terrific. I don’t want to get used to it."Kim laughed. "That’s nonsense."Denzel walked in front of them with Stan by his side. He was making a call.A young man in his early forties approached them with a smile."Good afternoon and w
The cool atmosphere along the hilly fortress of the Season Four Hotel awakened Kate earlier than she did, and the desire to jog around in the morning air filled her.Kate donned a khaki short and a sports bra. With her hair tied up in a ponytail, she placed low sneakers under her feet. She listened to Ariana Grande through her headphones as she jogged the length of the hotel. Her feet sank into the yellow sand as she moved, and the waves of the beach called her name. Kate stopped by a large rock that edged the beach and found a spot to sit. She stared into the vast water and wondered how her life would have been if she had been born into an affluent family.She would have been a traveler and overcome her fear of flight at an earlier age. She thought about the distant lands that waited to be discovered and the richness of culture she was yet to see. She tilted her head backward and inhaled the scent of the water. She watched the morning tide and the sun as it rose from the waters into
Denzel knew Sara was planning a quickie when she bent on the bed with her buttocks towards him and shook them in a twerk dance. She was drunk, but he wasn’t. She would regret her actions by morning but Denzel didn’t care. He moved to her and placed his two hands on her waist as her butts vibrated against his cock. If Sara wanted it slow, he was going to make her beg.She raised herself from the bed and turned to face him. She moved her body towards his cock and rubbed them in a dance. She smiled and chuckled in her barfly state.Denzel took his hands to her back and unhooked her bra. The bra fell and her big, brown breasts pushed against him. Denzel grabbed the breasts and rubbed them as she continued to tease his cock with her lap dance. He pulled her to himself and let the softness of her tits rub against his body. Not satisfied, he pulled off his shirt and pulled her closer to himself again.“Damn, Michael!”Meanwhile, Michael was a few yards away, rubbing his waist against Stan in
The journey back to New York was faster and when the airplane landed, Kate didn’t feel nauseous as she had felt during her first flight. As she stepped into the street, all that remained of South Africa were the memories and pictures on her phone. She breathed the industrial air of the city as Denzel’s Mercedes stopped before her. Denzel had taken off to his office with Justin, Stan, and Kim in his limo, while she was left with their luggage. Denzel had instructed her on what to do with each piece of luggage carefully.She stopped at Mercer Hotel, identified herself at the reception, got Justin’s room keys and dropped his luggage. She returned the key and walked out. She was a bit disappointed that she, didn’t bump into any celebrity. Mercer Hotel was one of the biggest hotels in New York with celebrities sighting.Kim had written her address on a sheet of paper and Kate handed the paper to the driver. Although she had grown up in New York, there were many parts of the large city she
Denzel’s phone started to ring again as he raced along the road. He grabbed the phone and switched it to silent mode. This was the type of publicity he didn’t need. Not when he was about to push the company to greater heights.Damn, Kate!She had promised not to say anything. She had promised.He took a sharp bend and almost hit a careless teenager.“Look where you are going!” he shouted. One scandal was enough for him.“Fuck you!” the rude teenage boy shouted back.Denzel didn’t want another drama. A simple chiding of the boy would be misinterpreted. He ignored the boy and drove on.***Kate was surprised by the repeated knockings on her door. She was still in bed and she wondered if it was Annie. “Annie left for work at the break of dawn,” she told herself.She yawned and lifted herself from the bed. The knocking continued.“Kate, I know you’re inside!”She stopped in her tired walk as she recognized the voice.What was Denzel doing at her place?She glanced at her body. “A moment p