With her arm along his shoulder Agnes dragged Jairus to the couch in his cabin. He was heavy for her to carry, that lifting and dragging made sweat popped out. The beads were visible on her forehead. How odd it was for a vampire to stress out while carrying a human.Vampires, especially the royal ones, are the symbol of power and strength. He was unconscious when Agnes almost threw him on the couch. And straightened her back which was aching now by his unusual weight !Agnes sat nearby him in the table and opened his coat and then shirt buttons. Jairus earlier said he was burning inside so Agnes acted upon to cool that sensation. She looked at his face__devilishly handsome features. With wet hair kissing his forehead, pink lips waiting for someone to feast upon.She was feeling the opposite of Jairus' conditions. And stood up to fetch her coat earlier placed on the back of her chair. Her back was in front of his view when Agnes turned, Jairus held her wrist and pulled her closer. Shoc
With the praise the man cupped her breasts and pulled down her bra__ baring her juicy breast in front of his fellow men and started to lick her nipples until they're swollen. The girl didn't mind being insulted and humiliated in front of those hungry predators. Instead she was loving it__being touched!The man rolled her and gave a spank on her butt and she laughed enjoying it. The other men were still proposing many ideas. When Jairus yelled "more". And his friend pulled down the girl's thong, making her naked there in the lounge as the men laughed and cried loudly. The girl started to move her butt in a certain manner to provoke the man as he spanked her again. And she laughed.They all were playing with girls including Jairus. Agnes stood there above the staircase hiding and watching unable to move__frozen. She couldn't believe what was happening. What a disgusting sight that was. The man stood up and went to the couch. The girl kept on laying there on the floor, perhaps waiting fo
Devastated and shattered Agnes returned home. She was aggressive and gloomy at the same time. As she entered her apartment, overwhelmed by sad emotions she hugged her brother Raizel; who perhaps came to see her. Watching his sister cry badly his cold heart melted and he caressed her. "What happened, my love?" He was curious to know the reason for her 'this' condition and anger was in his tone. He tried hard to stay calm. The sound of muffled sobs echoed down the hallway, and his heart clenched with each tearful whimper that reached his ears. He knew it was his sister right at the moment she entered, Agnes, who was crying. She had been acting distant and withdrawn for the past few days, but tonight her pain had become too evident to ignore."I'm sorry. I'm sorry brother you were right." She was sobbing with hiccups, more humanly. Agnes started, her tear-stained face turning towards him. Her eyes, usually bright and full of life, were clouded with sadness. She hastily wiped at her chee
"But I…wait! What do you mean by ONE OF THE REASONS?" Agnes was still confused and had many questions. Raizel blushed a little, hesitated and tried to tell his sister. Agnes’ shoulders slumped slightly, the weight of her emotions evident in her stance. Her gaze met her brother's, a mix of turmoil and contemplation in her eyes."Are you noticing physical changes in you right? Don't deny it. I can clearly see your appearance.” He questioned her which she nodded. Raizel immediately went apple red with excitement, hesitation and shame all mixed together and hid his face for a moment while scratching his cheek. "And__Oh my goodness I'm doing this. Agnes my lovely sister you have a__ a new life growing within you!”“Now you will ask me how I know this. Well I have been keeping an eye on you since we met at that party. I'm sorry for that. But I couldn't help myself. I didn't want to see you in emotional pain again. You are changing your eating habits, sleeping disorders, eating sour things a
[A familiar male voice:]She was pretty, strikingly gorgeous, a redhead with jade eyes, icey white skin she seemed snow white. With a slender figure she was a perfect beauty. She entered the class, all eyes were glued on her. With guys jaw dropped and girls extremely jealous. Indeed she was worth this kinda praise.The teacher introduced her to us, AGNES REGENA. That was her name. She was a foreign student transferred to our school. She was fluent in English but her accent was a bit French which added more beauty to her appearance.That day she was wearing a white short frock with small red cherries printed on it. Flared at her waist and tightened above that. Her elegant curves were flaunting. Her long icey legs were bare and yes she was wearing white sandals.It was love at first sight perhaps. That I felt my heart racing for her. I think every boy in our class felt the same. Our teacher instructed her to sit and she came at the end of the first row striding beautifully and sat with
[Some unknown years earlier][Remora’s pov | Jairus’s mother]I was lucky __damn lucky that I found my love. The man I loved and cherished. The man with whom I wished for my future and present. With whom I wanted to stay. I confessed my love to him and was glad to know that he feels the same as I do.But it isn't easy to have that specific person you love__ in your life. I would say many things to tell him but firstly I'd to develop a strong bond with him. A bond of trust. I met him at a bar. He was drinking and was probably heart broken. To every girl in the bar he was a hot-shot.Perhaps a billionaire! Neglecting every temptation from girls he was busy with different wines. Drinking while sitting by my side he was unintentionally luring me to himself. Or you can say I was being drawn to him.I watched him closely and was caught gazing__by him. He was still in his senses sure he was good at drinking and that amount didn't affect him much. He asked the reason why I was staring though
The sun showed its face with pride and dignity. That every bit of this earth needs its light and heat. The morning came and Jairus woke up rubbing his eyes. Drunk last night he was still a bit dizzy. Sitting straight his mind was still recalling every bit of yesterday's night."I'm sure Regena was here last night. I don't know how but I'm sure." He whispered to himself. Maybe he sensed her presence. His heart sank when he lied to his friends about his feelings. He was madly in love with her. But didn't have the guts to say.That bet__at first was a simple game. When Agnes came to his company but then the tables turned and he truly fell for her. He loved a famous prostitute which actually wasn't a wh*re. But how'd he explain that to his friends? So he went with that bet-thing and lied to keep up his so-called pride.Things went wrong when Agnes arrived there. And heard all that conversation. Moreover she watched that disgusting party which was thrown by Kurtz in Jairus' house actually
Mr. Thomas Martin's expression shifted from surprise to frustration as he noticed his personal diary in his daughter Genevieve's hands. He lowered his book and spoke in a hushed but stern voice, trying to maintain his composure."Why did you steal my diary, Genevieve? I am asking you something. Answer me. Give it back, sweetheart," he said, his tone carrying a mix of anger and concern.Genevieve, still panting from her run and clearly disturbed by what she had read, hesitated for a moment. She knew she had crossed a line by taking her father's diary without permission, but she also felt compelled to confront him about the contents she had discovered."Dad, I'm sorry, but I had to know," she whispered, her eyes filled with worry. "What I read in here... it's about her, isn't it? Is she really back?"Genevieve took a few steps backward. "Dad, I'm sorry for stealing it again." Mr Martin shouted in disbelief realising that she had read the diary before too. "AGAIN?" Genevieve scratched he