AlessandroTen years ago, I received a message that my mother had been taken captive by some thugs of a political party. I still recall how disoriented I felt right from the moment the message was received on our end.To this day, I don’t know how I moved or who moved with me. All I know is I mowed every obstacle out of my way until my mother was in my arms.But then… When she ended up in my arms, she was already gone.As I drove like a madman to the address Eduardo sent to me, I felt the same rush I felt that day. My heart ached and my brain worried. My palms sweated so much that they were almost slipping off the steering wheel.But I made sure to hold on as tight as I could. I held on and told myself that I was almost there. I told myself that nothing would happen to Miss Edwards.So with those thoughts pushing me, I increased my speed and I remained unyielding to the blasts of sirens behind me.After I stole a look at the cars behind me, the GPS notified me to take a left turn. I d
CarrieFor the first time in my life, I had a nightmare.It wouldn’t have bothered me so much but I kept seeing the same thing over and over. And it tortured my soul so much that after a lengthy loop of the nightmare, I forced myself to come back to reality.But then, aren’t nightmares a figment of reality?When my eyes forcefully snapped open, I could still see the gruesome sight that haunted me out of my sleep. I closed my eyes and opened them again but I could still see the way blood flowed down my thighs. I could still see the pain etched on my face as I stretched my hand for help because I didn’t want to lose the soul inside me.And I saw the way people that passed by me failed to spare me a glance talk less offer to help me out of my misery.I heaved a deep sigh and hugged my stomach.My baby will be fine, right?Aside from the fact that the nightmare showed me that I am truly alone in this world, the way I easily lost my baby in the nightmare reminded me of Rachel’s words of co
CarrieFuck it and fuck him!Who does that man think he is?What gives him the right to give me deadlines to meet? And what on earth does he mean by I should come back to my senses?Was I insane before?You know what? I need to spit some words into that man’s face so that he will know that I am not to be messed with.I rushed out of the space I was in and approached the entrance only for me to rattle the doorknob to no avail.“Hey!” I hit the smoothness of the door. “Open this door! Open this door right now!”My loudness was met with silence and I took a step back to think.If Alessandro continues to insist on locking me up, I have to come up with a plan to leave. But that leaves me with an important question.How will I escape?I have no idea how big the house I am in is. I have no idea what is out there.God… I think I might not even have a chance to escape this prison.That fact triggered me and caused me to rush back to the door. This time, I turned the doorknob with the hope that
CarrieI won’t lie, I am greatly shocked.As I hurriedly got up and walked toward the man I never thought I would see again, I began to reminisce about the way our relationship ended.Kante was one of the men I intentionally dated and one of the men I truly liked. But when he suddenly had to move to Italy, especially when he proposed a long-distance relationship, we had to halt the whole thing.But to think that I’d meet him again…“Carrie…” His tender voice was still there, and so were his beautiful arm tattoos that were a delightful design of lines in different forms. Kante stretched his hands to hold mine and I let him. When our palms came in contact, I felt relief in my system and for once since my life became haggard, it felt as though I could finally relax.Then, he said, “I thought I was dreaming when I heard Alessandro mention your name. I thought you were someone else, so I didn’t want to check. But…” He used our contact to pull me closer and we were soon engulfed in a deep e
AlessandroAs though I had just said something extremely out of place, the woman in front of me froze and refused to give me a response. That was not the reaction I expected.Even though I was going to wait until the end of the twenty-four-hour timer I gave her, I became suspicious of the number of minutes Kante was spending in Miss Edwards’s room. Kante truly has a woman he is currently seeing, but that won’t stop him from hitting on Miss Edwards. Unlike me, he is natural with ladies and doesn’t turn away anyone who catches his attention.That’s why I hurriedly rushed to my late mother’s untouched room and grabbed the ring she passed down to me after she got tired of mourning my father’s demise.“Miss Edwards?” I called the woman who was still mute and wide-eyed. “Say something.”“I…”“If you say no…” My head tilted to the side and I noted how wrinkled the side of her eyes became while she tried to evade my gaze. “... that will be a wrong answer.”“I can’t say no?”“Why would you say
CarrieIs this man aware that he is hurting me? Does he know that his touch is causing my wrist and my soul to suffer a pain I have never felt?The harshness I heard in his voice as he demanded a response from me managed to rip apart the little courage I had managed to build. When he was in the room earlier, the way he asked me to marry him caused me to fall into so much confusion that I decided to train myself to not give in to his request no matter what.But this man is back in front of me. A question waiting to be answered fell from his lips, his eyes peered into mine and the grip he had on my wrist allowed me to have contact with the wetness of his naked chest.It was that weird feeling of touching something damp that caused me to fully realise the state of the man in front of me. His towel was shamelessly hanging low around his waist and I could almost see the one part of him I shouldn’t get close to.But the fact tha
CarrieIt was from me.I farted.But you know what? I am not embarrassed. Even though my eyes are closed right now, I am barely embarrassed.I know the fart was a moment-ruiner. But hear me out… It was for the best. I say so because I finally found that tiny part of me that didn’t want that moment to happen.So, now that I am back to my senses I should gently walk out and pretend nothing happened.“Where are you going?” In conjunction with the sternness in his voice, Alessandro’s hold on my waist refused to budge and I opened my eyes. “We are not done.”“Huh…” He is serious. He is not budging! “It… It might start to smell.”“Who cares?”“Huh?” This man keeps surprising me. I know that farting is a natural phenomenon but it can be annoying when it comes with a smell. And I know for a fact that my gas smells from time to time. My head tilted to the left and with confusion in my voice, I repeated, “It might start to smell.”“It’s just you and me in here.” He quickly licked his lower lip.
CarrieI don’t think I’ll ever forget the feeling that came with Alessandro’s impassioned touches.It was already the next day, I slept and woke up to a bright afternoon and I can still feel the effect of his touch.Things weren’t so fiery the first time we blindly got together and that made me wonder if Alessandro was one of those men who are rumoured to be monsters in bed, the type that always hides under simple human actions.If that is the case, I think I am in bigger trouble than I thought.Because that man has proven that he can do things that are dangerous to my body and entire soul.Just as I cherished the little moment Alessandro and I spent when we first met, I know my body loved the sensual danger it faced yesterday, and I can tell that more is coming.I can tell that Alessandro Valante is purposefully and slowly exposing the layers of his existence.And by keeping me in his abode, I will have no choice but to give in to every part of him that he displays.Oh my….This is v