“Thank you! So, ummm…how are you doing?” He asked after some seconds of driving. “Fine, as you can see!” “You stopped attending lectures or what? I haven't seen you around lately!” He said, but I kept mute. He looked at my blank face briefly, and then continued talking. “My ex-girlfriend and i, made up after that night in Doxy club, only for me to caught her being fucked by my bestfriend! I knew that coming back was a mistake because, I have been getting hints of the two of them together for a long time, but I just pretended to turn a blind eye to it. So, we are not together anymore! And you know? I have been very busy with my team, preparing for the national basketball games for this year. So I haven't had time for dating someone recently” He kept on boring me with his talks, and I am wondering where the many talks is actually leading to! "Alex, I was wondering.. ummm… I was wondering if you…you have…maybe changed your mind concerning us?” He stutters, his hand almost turning wh
Yeah, this is so good! I can feel my squirt coming up now! Yeah, goodness! I am almost there! I moan when the sweet sensation shoots through my body. “Fucking sweet! Gush, I am cumming!” He said, and I tried to pull out immediately but he held me tightly to himself. Making sure, his hot seeds poured inside of me. Feeling pissed by his action, I stood up immediately, dressed up while he zipped up his trousers. “What the fuck was that for?” I yelled at him. “I am so sorry, Alex! I don't know what came over me!” He said, pleading with his eyes. “Dude, just start the car already!” I said, still angry. Ten minutes later, he parked at the front of my apartment and without saying a word, I got out of the car, opened my apartment door, and entered the house. After ensuring that he was gone, I came out, and walked straight to the pharmacy store, four poles away from my house. “This won't happen again! Fred, is definitely insane!” I said, making up my mind to stay away from the crazy lo
Looking at the screaming men wanting to have a taste of her, I suddenly felt the urge to stop her from going further, or push out the crazy, looking, sexually starved men out of the platform. I felt the sudden urge to protect her from the hungry looks of the clubbers, and I wonder why strippers have to put on little clothes. Sensing my mood, Daniel turned to look at me for the third time. “Dude, are you okay?” he asked but I kept mute, my eyes fixed on her body. “I don't want any man googling at her body!” I said absentmindedly only to realize my mistake, and saw Daniel smirking at me. “Oh! You mean, her?" He asked with a smug smile. "Who else?" I mumbled under my breath, wondering why I had to say something like that out loud. Immediately, the pole was replaced with a stool and she started a slow sensual twerking on the top to my annoyance. “Wow! This is crazy!” Daniel exclaimed loudly, and I turned to glare at him. “Relax dude, she is just a stripper!” He said, laughing at
“What is the offer about?" I asked him, curious to know more.“Relax, princess!” He said, and I got irritated by his repeated use of princess.“Alright! Let's get this straight! Ain't no princess! So I will appreciate it if you don't call me that again” I said, frowning my face.“As you wish, SexyRed!” He said, raising his hands up as a sign of surrender.“Alright, what is your offer?” “Well…my friend's business is in need of an assistant and I would like you to work with him” He said, carefully weighing each words. Leaning towards me a little bit, he paused to hear my response.“Why me? And what kind of business do your friend operate?”“First of all, it's a legit company, not some kind of mafia business or that kind, so relax. Secondly, you don't belong here, SexyRed! I have been here twice, and I have watched how well coordinated you are! You are smart and intelligent and it's a waste here. If you work for him, your pay is attractive and accomodation is also guaranteed” He said a
"Nah, girlfriend! This one is actually crazier than me, Sande!” I said, while carefully wiping my face with a face cleanser. “Really? So tell me, what makes him crazy? Oh! Don't tell me he demanded a threesome?” She asked, looking alarmed at her own question, and I couldn't hold back my laughter. “Nope, girl! He actually offered me a job” “He did? What kind of job offer?” She said with a hint of exticement. “As an office assistant , or personal secretary, I guess!” I said, putting on my clothes. “Wow! This is a great opportunity for you, Alex! But is it a company or?” She asked with more excitement now. “He mentioned the Blackwood's Corporation! Have you heard of that company before?” I turned to look at her, and was surprised to see her eyes widen in disbelief. “Blackwood's Corporation? My goodness! How did you get in contact with them? Please tell me you are joking, Alex!” She said, trying to hold back the excitement from getting over her. “It's fake, or shady, right? I kne
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV “Who were you talking to?” Daniel asked me the moment we walked out of the club. “Nobody, man!” I said, try to be careful with my words this time around. “But I saw you coming out of a room a few seconds ago!" He insisted, and I sigh softly. Seems nothing can escape his eyes when it comes to me. “Went in there to cool off” “With her, right” He said with a grin and I turned to look at him. “With who?” I said, trying to look confused at his words. “With the striper of course! Have you been here before?” He said with an amused smile. “Yeah, just once though! This is my second time” I said, already walking towards the parked car. “Where are you going?”, he asked and turned to stare at him, puzzled at his question. “Back to the hotel of course” I replied wondering what he is up to this time around. “Nah! Come on, Chester! It's too early! Come on, let me properly introduce you to my cousin” He said, already standing close to me. “But, I have seen the jerk
“Dude, you are awfully quiet! You are sure nothing is wrong?” Daniel turns to look at me after a while. “Nothing, man! I'm alright!” I replied with a smile. “Hey, Marcus! Don't you have any hotties here in the club?” Daniel turns to ask him. “Have got plenty of them! Should I bring them for ya?" He said, a little bit tipsy. "I have one, though she is very special! And she fucks like hell! Man, she is a pro when it comes to sex!” He continued talking and it was already getting on my nerves. Tightening my fist secretly, I tried hard not to hit his silly mouth. “How dare he describe my woman that way? Down down Chester, she isn't your girl yet! But it's the hard truth though! She literally fucks like a pro!” I said inwardly. “Really? Have you fucked her before?” Daniel asked, with such curiosity that irritates me. “Point of correction, dude! You don't fuck her, rather you get fucked by her! And I haven't got the chance to get laid by her!” He said, laughing loudly. “Wow! Sounds
Quickly I pulled out some dollars from my wallet, placed it on top of the bed with a little note. My plans have been ruined again. I initially wanted to take her along with me after getting a positive response from her. But then, I was unsure if she is going to give me a positive response seeing she is someone I am yet to fully understand. She is originally more steps ahead of my normal flirting games, and for the first time in my life, I am actually afraid of getting rejected by a woman. I was about to close the door when I heard the bathroom door opening but I wasn't intending to explain myself to her. The little note I leave behind will do justice to that. Bringing out my phone, I put a call across Daniel but the dude wasn't picking up. He is probably engaged in his threesome with his hotties. “I will call him tomorrow” I resolved in my mind. I hate being disturbed when fucking someone, and I ain't about to do that to him. “Back to the hotel!” I said on getting closer to the
Chester’s mind raced as he and Liam sat at the front of the sleek black car, the streets of New York blurred outside the windows. The tension between them was palpable, the quiet hum of the engine barely cutting through the weight of the situation. "I can't afford to alert Madeline," Chester said quietly, his gaze focused on the road ahead. "She’s playing this game too well. We have to keep everything under the radar. If she suspects we’re on to her, she might move Alex again." Liam nodded, his expression grim. "Agreed. We’ll use private investigators. They can follow the trail without raising any suspicion. No need for police, now. We need this to be clean." Chester clenched his fists. His frustration was barely contained. He didn’t care about anything else anymore. His world had become a desperate chase to find Alex, to bring her back from the nightmare she was in. Every second that passed without her made the reality of losing her even more real. --- Meanwhile, in a dark and s
The streets of New York blurred as cheater's car sped down the road. His mind raced faster than the car’s engine, his heart pounding in his chest. He was so close. Just a few more miles, and he’d finally be able to see Alex, to explain himself, to tell her how much he regretted everything. But the closer he got to Alex’s house written address, the more his unease grew. His phone buzzed in his pocket, breaking the silence that had settled over him during the long drive. He pulled over, his hands trembling slightly as he grabbed it. It was a text from Daniel: "Call me. Something’s wrong." Chester's stomach twisted. Without hesitation, he dialed Daniel’s number, the anticipation gnawing at him. “Chester,” Daniel’s voice came through the phone, urgent and clipped. “It’s Alex. She’s gone.” Chester's pulse spiked. “What do you mean, gone? Where the hell is she?” “Someone took her. We don’t know who or why, but they grabbed her and her son. No sign of a struggle, just—gone. The police a
As the evening wore on, the luxurious ballroom where Chester’s wedding was supposed to take place was now eerily quiet. The guests had scattered, and the only sound that remained was the faint rustling of fabric from Madeline’s mother and her family, who had tried to console the shattered woman in the wake of Chester's abrupt departure. Madeline, her face pale and tear-streaked, sat alone in a chair near the empty altar, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. The luxurious wedding gown that had once symbolized the beginning of a new life for her now felt like a suffocating shroud. Her mind raced with thoughts of betrayal and humiliation. She had spent so long trying to claw her way into Chester’s life, only for him to abandon her without a word. Her mother and the other family members kept trying to reach out to her, offering empty words of comfort. “He’ll come back around, darling,” her mother said gently, dabbing at Madeline’s tears with a lace handkerchief. “He has to. You’
The opulent venue was buzzing with excitement as the guests gathered, their eager whispers filling the air. The grand chandeliers cast a golden glow over the extravagant ballroom, and outside, the elite guests sipped champagne in a garden adorned with roses, basking in the spectacle of Chester's and Madeline’s wedding. Chester stood at the altar, a mere puppet of his family’s design. His chest tightened with every passing second. The distant clink of glasses and the murmured chatter of the crowd did little to drown out the chaotic thoughts racing through his mind. He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t marry Madeline. As the officiant began the ceremony, Chester’s gaze flickered to Madeline, standing beside him with her flawless smile and eyes that glittered with triumph. But all he could think about was Alex—the woman he had loved, the woman he had lost. His heart slammed against his ribs, and his breath caught in his throat as a text message vibrated in his p
The weight of the news still hung heavily in the air as Alex watched the announcement unfold on the television screen. The buzz from the media, the socialites, and the world beyond seemed to intensify as the forced engagement between Chester and Madeline Brooks was broadcasted. The lavish wedding details began circulating—grand venues, designer dresses, and the promise of a high-profile ceremony to match the family's elite status. It felt surreal to Alex, who had once been that woman—caught in the whirlwind of Chester’s world, a world filled with promises and expectations. Yet, here she was, standing at the threshold of a new chapter, away from it all. Her son stirred in his crib, pulling her out of her thoughts. She smiled softly, walking over to him, watching as his tiny fingers reached up in his sleep. Despite everything—despite the confusion, the heartache, the betrayal—he was her miracle. And for him, she would build a future free from the past, free from the shadows of Leon a
Alex sat quietly in the park, the soft hum of the city around her, but her mind was far away. She glanced down at her son, his bright eyes reflecting the sunlight as he played with a small toy in his hands. He was the center of her world, and every decision she made from here on out would be for him. But there was something else. Something growing inside her—an uncertainty, a curiosity, a question that she had tried to ignore for so long. Could she open her heart again?... Liam had been there for her in a way that no one else had. He had never asked for anything, never pushed her to be someone she wasn’t. The more time she spent with him, the more she realized how much she appreciated his quiet strength, his kindness, and the ease with which he made her laugh. It wasn’t love yet, not the passionate kind she had shared with Leon, but it was something. Something she hadn’t felt in a long time... Liam had made it clear that he wasn’t ru
The weight of the announcement still hung heavily in Alex’s chest. She had tried to stay indifferent, but the image of Chester, standing next to Madeline, his expression distant yet resigned, kept haunting her. It wasn’t that she expected him to sit around pining for her, but seeing him so publicly move on, so easily, was more painful than she anticipated. As much as she told herself that it was for the best, that she was better off without him, there was always that nagging voice in the back of her mind. What if things could have been different? What if they hadn’t fallen apart the way they had? Could they have found a way back to each other? But that was in the past. And now, all that mattered was her son. He had her heart and soul, and Alex was determined to give him the best life possible. As she sat in the quiet of her apartment, holding her son close, she felt a stirring of something unexpected. It wasn’t just a feeling of longing for a man who no
Chester could hardly believe the words Madeline had spoken to him three weeks later! I'm Pregnant? The thought made his stomach churn. He hadn’t been careful, but the idea of her carrying his child seemed far-fetched, especially given the haze of alcohol and the drug she’d so deftly slipped into his system. But the truth, as twisted as it was, couldn’t be denied. He had no choice but to go through with a test, something he dreaded more than anything. --- The Next Day... Chester sat in the sterile, cold hospital room, his hands tightly clenched around the armrest of the chair. The results from the test were about to be revealed, and with every passing second, the knot in his stomach tightened further. Madeline sat across from him, her face a mask of feigned concern. She had been playing the role of the victim perfectly, looking so innocent, but Chester could see through the charade. Still, despite everything, there was a part of him that feared what the test might confirm. A nurse
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I sat at my desk, surrounded by files, photos, and addresses, my eyes bloodshot but sharp. For the first time in months, i wasn’t drowning in whiskey or self-pity. i had focus now — and it all pointed to one city. New York.... My private investigator had finally unearthed a clue, subtle but undeniable: a hospital record flagged under a different surname, but the birthdate and the emergency contact screamed Alex. It was the only real lead he’d had since she disappeared. Daniel walked in unannounced, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed. “You look like hell, but for once you look alive.” I smirked slightly, the first real smile in ages. “I’m going to find her.” Daniel stepped closer, glancing at the spread of documents. “And when you do?” “I’m not letting her go,” I said flatly. “Not again.” But deep down, anxiety twisted in my chest. If Alex had hidden herself this well, it meant she didn’t want to be found. --- Meanwhile, across in another city..