I finally pull away from his embrace after ages. It feels so heavenly and safe being in his arms. It's the most safest place I know so far. It must be somewhere around afternoon, presumably.I feel better. I feel sober. I feel relieved. My head and heart feel lighter now. I'm still in thoughts and still torn between decisions, yes, but this is an innocuous feeling I haven't had ever since I woke in this cruel life. Maybe I just needed to sob on his shoulder to be relieved off of all that guilt. Maybe I just needed to hear someone whisper to me those beautiful solacing words he just told me- that I am blameless on this abomination. That I don't need to kill myself over it. That it wasn't in any way my fault.You know what? He is perfectly right. I didn't intend for that to happen. God knows how I scorned myself for being fucked by an abhorrent monster like him even without knowing he was actually my uncle. I at this juncture thank the heavens that I wasn't cognizant that we were bloo
We stroll downstairs hand in hand, the fervor of the savage kissing still burning my face. I bet I am all rosy. I know this may sound crazy, but I feel so good having kissed this man. His kiss is like an antidote to my sorrows. It leaves me so fresh. I feel so raw, and invigorated, like I can now face the world. At the sitting room racks an awfully indignant figure of inspector Dan. I can tell from afar that things did not flare glossy on him where he sprinted to a few hours ago. I hope this isn't about this monster again. But then again, how cliche can that absurd hope of mine be? It's like everything now is about this monster. Everything in the world is orbiting around that cursed monster."What's up?" Deep asks the disgruntled Dan as we rack in front of him.He opens his mouth to enunciate something, but a single glare at us, his mouth hang agape, his eyes doing the talking. We swap a glance with Deep. I am satisfactorily pinned to his hip, his hand sheathing around my waist, and
Deep serves us a mind-blowing sweet coffee to hopefully calm us down. The aroma is so fetching. It smells sweet even from afar. Taking my mug, I blow it continually until my senses are contented that my mouth will be safe. I take a sip, and men, I mean, girl, I had to shut my eyes as I savor its luscious soothing flavor as it soothes the raw walls of my throat all the way down. I also recall licking my lips to accentuate my pleasure. I don't think I have ever sampled something like this. So sweet and soothing!Taking another sip, a faint satisfactory moan unintentionally breaks out of my lips. But I don't mind anyway. I am thrilled. It's not an offence to let the chef know just how sweet he is. When hasn't he been terrific anyway? Damn! Why is he soo... I peel my eyes, yearning for another sip if not gulping down the remnants in the mug in a go, but my cravings are halted by the oglings of the two pairs of eyes. What did I do that usurped their scrutiny like this?"W.hat?" I query.
"Please, understand that this is the only way. I am the only one who can put an end to this monster. To this mystery! Deep, please." I beg, for a thousandth time, and for a thousandth time, he howls the same answer."NO!" His voice reverberates to all the corners of this huge room with a rebounded echo. I had to close my ears for their own safety.It's been hours! Yes, hours! It's almost five o'clock in the evening. We have howled at each other, taken commercials, tried calming down and resumed this conversation again and again, but still, it's hitting a dead end. He is one stubborn ass, and I am trying my best best to play the reasonable one, but stubbornness is also in my blood. No one is willing to bow down. None is willing to submit. Once again, I try to calm my demons down while he charges his, presumably. I take a deep breath which I don't think is helping at all, and speak as calmly as I can manage."You have to...""I said, no, Ella! Period!" He squeals even before I can say
"Like I said earlier," I start, Deep gripping my hand as if soliciting with me not to enunciate what he already knows. I dismiss his exotic gesture and continue, "Ajay is a vicious treacherous devil. He is cunning. We have no idea what his next move will be or when, but we at least have a surmise of what he wants. He is a ticking bomb right now that will explode any minute. We will give him what he wants before he explodes because that will bring total doom." I finish, with Deep's hand almost breaking mine from his beastly grip, his hand trembling on mine. He doesn't know he is beginning to hurt me. His fear of my plan is taking a tall one on him."I still don't understand." Dan speaks.It's not that he doesn't discern what I am explaining. I didn't speak in parables or tongues. He is just in denial that I am actually suggesting this. However insane my suggestion sounds, sacrifices are parts and parcels of our lives, I believe, and this is worth it. All the lives that have been oblit
Glaring at these two antagonistic riled beasts, and with Deep's words earlier wrecking my equilibrium of mind, I shuffle to them, ignoring their sinister homicidal glares. I wonder how they can stand these glares because I am freaking out. I guess Deep went way overboard with his clamors of worries, and raved about something that wasn't meant for a third ear. Fortunately or unfortunately, I heard it, and I can't keep quiet about it."Who is this Ajay holding against you?" I silently raise a question, curiosity itching my arse real bad, but the scowl I receive as a riposte from Dan threatens to paralyze me on the spot, but I don't.I am even grateful to my gewgaws because eventually, they have broken that freakishly stare challenge. But I would appreciate it if Dan directed his glare somewhere else. I only asked a simple question, right? Why the heck is he glaring at me as if I am the one who took his love away from him?Yeah! His love, because from the analysis of his look and his wr
"You remember what I told you in the morning?" Deep starts after sighing like a hundred times.What exactly is he referring to?"We talked about a lot of things this morning, so which one, in particular, are you referring to?" I quiz."That it's you, who wanted us to remain this way. As...just...friends." He says, pulling me to the seat.I don't demur. I follow him voluntarily and we crouch on the couch facing each other, our knees almost lounging on each other's.Not a decent posture for my own thoughts, but it's tolerable. We are in for a serious symposium so I am certain that my virtuous brain will not have the time or incentive to drift haywire."Yes, what about it?" I implore, my eyes not leaving his."You rejected me. Not once, but twice."Ahem! "Why?" I curiously query."The first time was because you didn't want to be bound by just an alignment. Your father had come to me with a marriage proposal. He wanted me to marry you, and the only reason he gave me was that he was sure
He plucks his finger out of my mouth gently, shutting his beautiful eyes as he reaches for my lips, entering my mouth with total ease.His kisses are one of the things I can't veto. Sigh! It's not like I can resist anything from him. Dah! He hovers off me, tumbling to the side as our sensual tongues prom to the rhythm of our sweet desires, scouring all the corners of our mouths. He hooks me to him, eliciting a groan from me in savory of the electrical sparkles his dominant grip stirs in me.Sadly, the kiss doesn't last long. He pulls away, so gently that it prompts more heated sparks, the butterflies in my belly sighing in frustration at their desires cut short. They really are being dominantly blazed by him. I wonder if they were dead those two times I rejected him."I can't comprehend how many times I desired to have you in my arms like this. I even had wet dreams for you." He whimpers, his breath hiking and his eyes scanning mine.Ooh, this feels surreal. Beautiful! It's hot and s
Our long sweet and cheered kiss is cut shot by Deep's phone buzzing. We were not intending to stop this beautiful moment any time soon for any reasons, but this might be important. We pull away albeit unwillingly, and I had to bury my face in Deep's chest as he receives the call.Uuu! I can't believe we are savoring peace at last. This sometimes felt inconceivable, but I am glad we finally attained it. Ooh, hail God, and I am sorry. Forgive me for those times when I felt like you had closed all the doors and windows of heaven on me. "Love?" Deep calls, stroking my back, and I jerk my face to him."Mmh?!" I ask."It was a call from the hospital. Hannah is asking for you." He says."Is she okay?" I implore."The doctor didn't say much. She only said that you need to go there right away." Deep says, and that doesn't sit well with me.The day is so young and fairing on well. I hope nothing ruins this or anything else forever. I hope she is okay. And her poor baby too."You two can go! I w
"The police have told us everything, Ella. I, on behalf of everyone else, apologize if we didn't understand your course. We are sorry for every single thing we said about you behind your back." One girl says after a long decade of hugging them in groups.God! How many are they again?"It's alright. There is nothing to apologize for. There was nothing to understand in this place. What matters now is that we are all free." I assure her."And it's all because of you, Ella! We owe you our freedom and our lives as well." Another girl says."No. Listen to me, girls. No one owes me anything. If there is someone we should be grateful to, it is these devoted officers, and these two gentlemen who risked their all to come into this war. Nothing would have been possible without them." I say, but Dan steps forward, Grace in his arms.Have they made up already? I thought she was over the edge with remorse towards him. The way she is snuggling to him, huh! What happened to 'I don't want to hear his
"Ella! Babe, please don't!" Deep pleads on behalf of the police."What now, Ella? You might not be able to quench your thirst for vengeance. Your lover is pleading with you, and the police are ordering you. What will you do?" Ajay speaks, and I cock my head, and flicker a weird grin at him."I will do what is right!" I whimper."And what is right, to you? Be careful what you want, baby. Your conscience and your emotions are so weak. Can you handle the weight of my blood in your hands?" Ajay challenges again."Until your ghost manages to torment me from now on, I don't think I am weak, Ajay. Your death will never torment me." I say."Maybe, but you will end up in prison if you kill me. You heard the authorities, didn't you?" He speaks again."Drop your weapon, Ella, or else...""Or else what?" I bark at the police officer who is acting like the 'high and mighty Mr order'. "You are going to arrest me for killing this monster?" I implore."It's the law!" He asserts."Then to hell with la
It's total chaos on this road. I'm sure this will be on the news tonight. I'm even afraid to check the speed at which he is precipitously driving at. I have howled and pleaded with him a million times to slow down but my pleas and cries are falling on his deaf ears."Fuck it!" He condemns as he slams the phone onto his lap. He has been trying to conceivably call the club but with no response all those times he has tried and that is not only aggravating his wrath but also endangering our lives.I am hugging the poor tiny thing as tight as I can with one hand while I hold on to my seat with the other since the safety belt doesn't seem to work today. I am fretting and convulsing in my seat from the phobia brought about by his savage driving. My heart is throbbing somewhere in my throat and my stomach feels like a bag of ice."Watch out!" I scream, and just by a slight gauzy miracle, he swerved right in time to evade the oncoming lorry. "Could you please slow down for God's sake!?" I scre
"I see you have miraculously survived. How did you manage to manoeuvre my men, huh?" Ajay asks."Did you think you are the only slippery jerk? You think you are the only one with an army of security? Well, good news, I also do have my battalion, and here is some bad news for you - your men are no match at all to my men. They are being butchered like some fucked up incompetent helpless fools that they are." Deep scoffs."You must be joking! My men have the best-high quality guns. I personally train them and you, boy, don't have the skills except that of holding that toy you are holding. Do you even know how to use it?" Ajay mocks back."I would love to do a test for you, but I am not as heartless and insensitive as you, Ajay. It's too much of a chaos here and this isn't the place for this at all. The police are on the way up here. Surrender in peace. This is the end of the road for you, Ajay!" Deep says, and that blew the monster's cool."Police?! How the..." He starts, not believing h
Two hours later!It's been freaking two whole-deadly hours of dread ever since we left that cursed club with Hannah, and about forty minutes of anxiety, panic, and dread of waiting in this lobby. God knows how nervous I am ever since Hannah was taken into that room.Our hospital, the Silvano hospital has always, over the years since its establishment, had a thumbs up in every service we provide. I have no disputes whatsoever that Hannah is in the best safest hands. We have the best doctors, some from the prominent country of Cuba, and I have absolute faith that they will do their best for the survival of both Hannah and her baby. But these forty minutes feel like the forty years of terror that the Israelites spent in captivity. Gosh!"You are so restless. What's the matter?" The monster remarks, holding my hand to stop my pacing.He seems too cool for my liking. He is even more cooler than a raw cucumber. What does he have to worry about anyway? He must be mulling over the best and mo
Taking the stairways, Ajay has summoned a squadron of guards to get the cars ready. As usual, he doesn't go anywhere without his goons, but that is none of my fusses right now. I need to alert the girls and Deep too.As we pass by the rooms, I draw from the crowd of goons escorting us little by little while Ajay is on the call trying to call I don't know who.By sheer chance, and without spurring any alarm, I manage to skim inside my old room as they make their way forward.There is no time to sigh or even thank God for this, but I manage to murmur another short prayer to God as I find the switch and flicker the lights on, rushing to the drawer where I normally hide the gadget. Finding it, I reach to the upper drawer, meeting with my two babies - the guns. I grab them, and tuck them under my jeans. I scour for some long trench coat and slid it on top, buttoning it all the way up.I swipe my phone, making a call, and crossing my fingers in the hope that he is sti
I am whizzing a cheerful hymn as I help this monk prepare the dinner in this house that we have been sharing for weeks. The glee of what tomorrow holds for me is throbbing with rebounds in my heart, shaking its walls, but I am doing everything I possibly can to suppress the tickling thrills.It's almost one after midnight. In a few hours, doom will occlude the evil, and the good will shine bright.I am still in incredulity at how serene this place has turned into ever since I made that pact with Ajay. The activities go on around as usual, but the tranquillity that has beffallen this place is beyond ingenuity. No murders, no extraneous cacophonies, and no superfluous squabbles. It's like this is no longer the club that we all knew.The monster has embraced humanity or is at least trying as far as I see it. Mental note - I have not fallen for that completely. I don't know where he hemmed that monster side of him, or where he borrows all this humanity to showcase, but too bad! This shift
Standing on the door of Terris' room, I take in a deep breath and heave out as much amount before knocking slightly on her door, and practising patience as seconds feel like hours before the door flings opens.Her angelic face pops up, with no discernible reaction or impression at all. No astonishment, and no questions on her face, and neither is there even a subtle glimmer of appreciation. It's like my presence means absolutely nothing to her. Honestly, it maims me. It stings so bad because we had just started getting along. She had just asked if I could take her as my friend too and I don't even recall responding to her that time. I didn't have any qualms whatsoever, but we just had a zillion things to talk about. Now here we are, back to oddballs again. I understand her sentiments, but I am albeit clenching on tight to the hope that the yearning she had when she asked me not to leave her behind when I leave this place is still stroking her heart, or at least, there is still love