Molly:A dry throat woke me up. I forced my eyes open, but I was surrounded by darkness. Now I can breathe, unlike before, when all I inhaled was a huge dose of chloroform, causing me to pass out.The door to the room was suddenly yanked open.“I see you are awake,” a male voice said, and I immediately gulped down. He did not sound like the guy who threw the sack over my head. It was softer, but with an accent.“Please, I need some water,” I said, and he approached me and ran his hands across my face.My stomach tightened in disgust as I felt his hands on me. There was nothing I could do because I was bound and blindfolded.He spit on me and yelled. “You deserve nothing more than death. Accompanied by your husband. That beast!” Then someone yanked the door open.“Hey hey, Kassim,” a familiar feminine voice said.I was convinced she was the one, but I had my doubts.“You can not do that to her. Remember, Giulia wants her to be in tip-top shape. We can only explore her sexually,” she ex
Farrell:I sat shirtless on the sofa near the bed, holding a glass of wine and a cigar in one hand. I stood there, watching her sleep peacefully. A part of me wanted to yell at her face and wake her up. She was stubborn, and she attracted trouble everywhere she turned.I noticed some movement from her, so I gritted my teeth and observed her. She immediately turned around and drew her eyes open.“Farrell?” She called out, squinting her eyes. She immediately sat up. I sipped the remaining drink in my glass before pressing the cigar on the ashtray.“What happened? Where is Kate, Maya? I have to...”“Kate and Maya are fine. They are glad you are okay,” I said, pulling out my phone to play their voice messages.“We are deeply sorry for what occurred, Molly.” Maya said. “I wish you had said something sooner,” Kate lamented.Then she sat, her eyes glistening with tears.“How about Devonne?” When she asked, I felt a surge of rage because I knew what she was going to do next.She was going to c
Molly:I was not in the mood for it. I did not want to have sex to silence myself or be punished to make me fearful. A normal life was all I yearned for.He took heavy steps towards me, and I sat up, curling backwards.“Get up!” He growled, but I remained motionless and shook my head in disapproval. He stood in front of me, gritting his teeth and furrowing his brows as he stared at me.“I won’t repeat myself, Molly!” He yelled, but I stayed still.This cycle had to end at some point. I was tired of yelling, and he appeared to be more energized than ever.“I am politely asking you to get up, and if you make me repeat myself. I’ll…” He was saying calmly when I cut him off.“Do what you want Farrell, I am fucking tired,” I told him.I did not want to cry in front of him, but my heart was racing and my eyes were welling up.I just wanted to go home and rest or return to Kate. I wanted to go back to the way things were before, but he would not let me.He approached me and sat next to me. Th
Molly:“Get dressed. We are leaving in a minute,” Farrell instructed me. He then yanked a section of the sheet off and wrapped it around his waist.I was still on the bed, my head down. I lifted my head a bit to face him.“What should I wear?” I asked, staring at him.I had never stayed at this hotel before, and I had no clothes with me.“Your bag is in the wardrobe,” he said without looking at me, then walked out.I scoffed and got out of bed. Then I dashed into the bathroom for a quick shower.The chilled water droplets on my shoulders helped to calm my nerves. I had a lot on my mind, but I knew he would never give me the answers I needed. I would have to figure it. But for the time being, all I wanted to do was go home and rest. All I could hope for today was that there would be no drama. I was looking forward to a day free of activities. I just wanted to lie down and read my books while getting kisses from Farrell.I did not want anyone to be killed.When I finished taking a bath,
Molly:Farrell’s voice and what appeared to be a woman’s voice jolted me awake. I stood by the door, listening intently. It was a woman, but it was not Cassie. He had told her off that day, and it would not make sense if she were here. Most of the time, what he did made no sense.This voice sounded softer, happier, and more alive.I waited until they had gone a little further. Then I quietly pushed open the door and followed them, walking gently with my back to the wall and hiding behind the pillars in the hallway.The lady’s hands were cuffed to Farrell’s elbows, and she took every opportunity to graze her body with his. For a while, I tried not to jump to conclusions. When they reached the end of the hallway, I expected them to turn right and descend the stairs, but they turned left. Farrell had warned me not to go down the hallway.I was not supposed to go there, but he had a lady jump up and down around him as they walked to the room.Was I doing something wrong? I questioned mysel
Molly:I swam for a while, and he just sat there staring at me with a dirty look on his face. He seemed to be fascinated by how I moved my body in the water.Was I enticing him? I questioned myself as I looked at him, puzzled. After a while, he threw his body back, using his elbow to support himself on the sunlounger.Suddenly, another thought entered my mind. I swam to the pool’s stairs. As soon as I reached the surface, I squeezed my hair. Then I walked towards him, swaying my hips with each step. I came to a halt in front of him, and he simply stared at me.I started untying my bra, and his eyes immediately widened. He sat up and immediately drew me onto his lap.“What are you doing?” When he asked, I removed my bra. After that, I took his hands in mine and placed them on my left breast. I held his hand and made him stroke them while humping him back and forth.I watched as he threw his head back, closing his eyes and letting me do my thing. I paused for a moment before beginning to
Molly:Last night was the worst combination ever. How could he jerk off right after we had sex? Was I not satisfactory enough? At least he moaned my name.I awoke feeling as if bricks had been thrown at me, only to open my eyes to find Farrell laying on me. He appeared to be sleeping peacefully. Looking down at him, I ran my hands over his perfectly toned back. As I ran my hands across his back, he adjusted, and his grip on my arms tightened slightly.I wished he would trust me.I wanted him to, but he was not ready. I didn’t know what his fears were, and he would never admit it. Underneath the “I am a mafia boss” persona was a soft man who wanted to be loved. I’ve been growing tired of his games lately. Maybe it was the sex, I could not tell, but I wanted more of him. I needed to be let into his enormous space; I thought to myself, unconsciously drawing a square with my index finger.He stood up right away, and I took a deep breath. That is when I realized I had not been breathing pr
Molly:I had just finished a bath and was on my way down to breakfast when I heard muffled groans coming from Farrell’s room. This time, he did not sound like he was jerking off—he was in pain.My heart pounded faster as the groaning continued. I grabbed the doorknob and turned it with trembling hands. When I opened the door, I saw Farrell kneeling on the floor, covered in blood and tiny glass shards. I saw him pull the glass from his fist and then growl in pain.“Farrell!” I screamed with tears in my eyes as I rushed up to him.“Molly, stay away!” He growled, but I didn’t care.I kept walking towards him as his brow furrowed. This man was crazy. How could he bleed profusely and expect me to stand there with my arms folded?“I’m warning you, Molly!” He bawled, but I kept going.I came to a halt in front of him, staring at his bloodied body and knuckle.“Why do you keep doing this to me?” I asked, my eyes welling up with tears.I felt bad seeing him hurt himself. It pierced my heart in
Molly: I sat on the terrace, taking in the breathtaking scenery, from swaying trees to flocks of chirping birds. Everything was lovely, and it gave me a warm feeling in my chest. I reflected on my life five years ago with my eyes closed. I could have sworn I made the wrong decision with Farrell that night, but the opposite has been true. Everything went swimmingly, except for the fact that my mother died without recognizing me. Rest in peace, sweet soul. But I am grateful for that night at the club and whatever made him magically attracted to me. I was still trying to enjoy the moment when Corduroy let out a piercing scream. I blinked open my eyes and sighed heavily. How could I have forgotten the most exciting, yet stressful, part? Being a mother! “Mummy!”Corduroy called out in a shaky voice, forcing me to stand. I walked out onto the terrace and into the penthouse. Corduroy pushed the door open before I could reach for it, and he looked up at me with teary eyes. As he cried, I
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Molly:*Beginning of flashback*"I'm hungry, and my tummy hurts," I said to Andrew who had just gotten back from work. He signed and made his way up the stairs, brushing shoulders with me."Foolish child," he said, and I muttered a "God bless you,"I didn't think he would hear me, but before I could tell, he yanked me by my hair and flung me on the wall."If your mother won't teach you how to behave then I'll do that. It's my duty as your stepfather to teach you how to respect your elders," he said, and I scoffed.He slapped my cheek, and then pushed me down on the ground. After which he kicked me on my stomach. Then he crouched down close to me, and pressed hard on my jaw."Remember, you can't say a word to your mother if you want her to live," he said to me, and left while I stayed on the cold floor in pain, sobbing silently.My mother usually returned late because she ran her business from morning until late at night. She did all this because Andrew couldn't provide adequately for
Molly:At first I was dumbfounded when Farrell said those words. I couldn't believe it was finally going to happen. I felt weird for a moment, and I reached out to him when he turned to leave. I walked in front of him, and held his face then looked him in the eyes."You don't have to do this, and…""I have decided to let go of the past, and that is the only way that this would work," he said. "I love you Molly, and I want us to work," he added, and then he kissed my lips briefly, before taking my hand.As we walked down the hallway that led to the room, my heart thumped very fast. I feared what I would see and at the same time I was curious.I felt an in rush of air which left my body with goosebumps as we came to a halt in front of a door. He took out the keys from his pocket, and unlocked the door. As he opened it, I took in a deep breath, and shut my eyes. Then I walked in, and opened my eyes to see a crisp bedroom.At first I was in awe at what I had seen. My room was nothing comp
Molly:My body trembled in fear as I felt Lola's tiny hands hold mine. I was blind folded so I couldn't see her but I knew that something terrible was going on. She sobbed silently, and I placed her head on my lap."Don't cry, we will be fine," I said to her trying to hush her, but she wouldn't stop."Will mummy die?" She asked, and I felt my heart crumble in multiple pieces.Having to accept that your parents were evil hit different, but then she had to be grateful that Courtney wasn't her real mum. Well she didn't know this yet so it was understandable that she would cry over what was going on."Mummy will be fine, and your uncle will save her," I lied even after I had heard the gunshot, and Courtney who was shrieking in pain.This child was going to suffer a lot of trauma, but I promised myself to take good care of her, because the only place close to home would be Farrell's house, and I wasn't sure he was stable.The door of the room opened after a while, and I heard someone appro
Farrell:When I got a hold of the gun, I smacked Courtney gently on the face and she fell to the ground then I put the gun in my pocket, grabbed Lola and walked towards the room I heard Molly's voice.Before I could get to it, Courtney jumped on my back, and grabbed hard on my neck. Her hands were obviously weak, and watching her struggle would have been funny in a different scenario."Can't you see I'm trying to save you!" She yelled, and I yanked her off my back.I pushed Lola into the room."Farrell," Molly called out from where she sat with blind folds but I didn't respond, I shut the door, and faced Courtney.The fact she kept acting as if I was in danger and needed help from her made me angry. There was definitely no amount of help that she could offer me at this point."Save me from what? You had one job but each time you were around, you only made me feel worse. I can't believe I failed to realise it until now," "Ingrate!" She scoffed, and then she stood up."Do you know how
Farrell:"Courtney what is…" I was about to complete my question when I looked away from Lola to see Courtney holding a gun.I became alarmed at once, and I tapped my pocket to see that my gun was gone. I turned around to see if there was anyone behind, and I realized Courtney was actually pointing the gun at me."Come here, Lola," she said, and then Lola shook her head, holding right on my neck.Deep down I wished I could handle the situation better but then I knew that the only way to think properly was to hand Lola over. Lola screamed in fear asI put down at once. "You'll be fine," I said to her as I pushed her over to Courtney who looked blood thirsty. I couldn't understand what was going on, and I didn't want to get violent yet. This had to be a joke because there was no way she would openly threaten Lola with a gun. She loved Lola so much."This has got to be a joke right?" I asked, Courtney and she laughed briefly then she placed her hand firmly on the trigger."Does it look
Farrell:"Maria!" I screamed, and then I jerked up at once. I looked around to see that I was lying on Maria's bed.The sun had just risen, and I guessed I had slept walk once more but this time it was for a good cause. I stood up from the bed,and walked to her dresser where her combs and everything were still perfectly laid out. I picked one of them, and I found a few strands of her hair on them. "You were really here," I muttered, running my hand on the comb. Suddenly a very gentle breeze swept by, giving me a brief chilly feel that had the hairs on my body standing, and goosebumps sprouting out of my body."Rest in peace, my love," I said with a deep sigh.I felt an inrush of emotions as I did when I met her, but this time I wasn't angry. It felt nice knowing she was in a good place, and all that could have been was terrible so I was grateful that it never happened.They said you couldn't have your cake, and eat it so I took a deep breath, shoving off the emotions that engulfed
Farrell:After so much contemplation, I grabbed the keys to Maria's room. I made up my mind to keep an open mind. I had to heal from this trauma, or else I would pass it over to my innocent kids who were on the way.When I left my room, I noticed how late it was. Molly crossed my mind, and I hope deep down that she could hold on a little longer until I figured myself out. Quietly, I walked through the long hallway that led to her room. I placed my ear on the door opposite which was were the old lady stayed. I heard her giggle to herself as usual, and I turned around to face Maria's door.I walked to the door, inserted the key, and pulled it open. To my greatest surprise he lights were on, and I heard the shower running."What the?" I questioned myself, slamming the door, and rushing to the bathroom to turn off the shower.The thought that Molly just have been here got me annoyed a bit but then I tried to push it away. I had to push off every little hint of anger. I began to convince