Jake William
My feet ferried me to my study room where on arrival, I grabbed a chair and threw it across the room. The furniture landed on the floor with a thud, splattering into tiny pieces. Anger was coursing through my being. Propelling me to yell while shoving stationery and furniture across the room. I needed to vent my anger on something. I needed to punch something and that's what I did. My fists connected with the wall, hitting it severally."Jake!" A voice which I recognized as my mother's yelled."Leave, mother, I want to be alone!" I growled while punching the wall furiously. The collision of my fists with the wall, caused my knuckles to bruise and bleed."Stop hurting yourself!" She grabbed my hand before I could throw another punch. Before I could argue, she drew my body for an embrace. "Calm down, you can't hurt yourself like this!" She caressed my back as silently twisted my fist.She broke off the hug and cupped my faBrenda GEverything happens for a reason. That's what everyone says. Time is a healer of all wounds, that's yet another quote that has grown to be people's favourite. As much as I had tried using both of those quotes to soothe my aching heart, none of them helped.My heart was crushing more and more and there was nothing that could hold it together. Not even Gena's words or the mouth-watering food that she'd laid before me. I hadn't eaten a morsel of food for twenty-six hours. My stomach couldn't stop rumbling as digestive acids corroded its walls. Ulcers would soon invade my stomach."Bree, please at least take a bite." Gena, who had been repeating the same phrase for the past ten minutes, urged. I had rejected all the meals for the past 24 hours but she hadn't stopped trying. She had even gone as far as ordering a variety of dishes and laid them on the coffee table for me to select my preferred dish."If you don't eat, I swear I will s
Brenda GAll my senses came to a sudden coma.Jake was in my apartment. How the fuck did he find me? Since when did Jake and Emilio become friends?I felt like I was trapped in a dream as questions choked my brain while staring at Jake. I was unable to believe that he was in my apartment."Bree?" Gena's voice brought me back to reality. She was giving me one of her -what are you doing- looks.I mustered all the courage that I needed and got up from the kitchen stool. I could feel Jake's gaze burning through me as my feeble legs ported me towards the trio. Emilio was whispering something to Gena while Jake was staring intensely at me. My eyes met his for a brief moment and I would have sworn, I wet my pants. Maybe from fear or the sexiness of his eyes.My heart picked up its drumming as shivers strolled all over my being. My throat dried up instantly, making me crave a lake of water to quench my thirst. Knots formed in m
Jake WilliamI was on my knee with my hand stretched out and my mother's ring sandwiched between my thumb and index. I stared into her teary eyes as I awaited her reply.My stomach was doing all kinds of somersaults as anxiety trapped my body. My heart thumped loudly, creating musical havoc that tormented my ears.Please say yes.I inwardly hoped as I watched her gestures. I couldn't help but feel guilty that perhaps, I had rushed into this. Maybe she wasn't ready to marry me yet. What was I even thinking, proposing to her?Doubt seeped into my mind as I awaited her rejection. My heart clenched in my chest as the thought of her rejecting my marriage proposal crept into my mind.Perhaps it's not the right time to propose with all that's going on with her dad and Lance. I should have waited until all this was over then asked her to marry me."Yes," her shaky voice tore through my ears. "Yes, I will marry you, Jak
Brenda GLater that evening, the four of us were seated in the parlour, discussing the plan to defeat Lance and save my dad."I think we should kidnap Lance and then torture him until he reveals Mr. Hammond's location," Gena suggested."That sounds like a nice idea." Emilio nodded. "But what if he doesn't talk? What if kidnapping him only makes things worse?" He reasoned."Emilio is right. Kidnapping Lance might end up backfiring on us." I stated."It will backfire only if we don't execute the plan well. I have the means to ensure that the plan doesn't fail. Okay, here it goes. We will kidnap Lance, take him to an abandoned site that only the four of us know about then torture him. And if he doesn't talk, we could call one of his henchmen using Lance's phone and strike a deal with him which will be Brenda's dad. What do you guys think?" Gena proposed.There was a moment of silence as we threw glances at each other.
Brenda GI slid his pants and briefs off as he had ordered. Leaving him naked. A gasp trembled through my lips as I stared at his erect cock."Lie down," Jake instructed with all domination. I obliged and lay on my back, with him looking down at my nakedness.He leaned down and fixed a pillow on my head thus allowing me to arch my back. I could feel unexplainable emotions running through me, I couldn't wait to feel him fill my starving pussy.He parted my thighs, allowing his erect cock to lie on me, teasing my damped pussy. He cornered my lips into a desperate kiss. His hand crawled on my skin finding its way to my dampness.Every part he touched left a tickling sensation and I couldn't help the moans from immense pleasure.His fingers arrived at my wet pussy and just with one touch, he cackled in between our kisses. "You are so wet for me." An erotic whisper gushed through his lips as he trailed butterfly kisses around my neck
Brenda GThis is it.A sigh emanated from my mouth as I glanced at the exit to my apartment with my suitcase in hand. My heart couldn't stop plummeting within the bony confines of my chest. Shivers swam across my skin, from both the chilly weather and nervousness. I could feel their stares scorching my back, making it harder for me to reach out for the doorknob."Bree," Gena's voice called from behind me. She didn't want me to leave, none of them did. But what choice did I have? It was the only way to ensure that we rescue my dad.I turned to her and she rushed to hug me, sinking her head on my shoulder. I could feel some tears on my bare shoulder. She was crying, again. My gaze rested on Jake and Emilio. Neither of them seemed happy about my departure. Gloominess was etched on their faces. Seeing them like that was making me feel worse than I already was. They were making it hard for me to leave."We can think of some other pla
Brenda G"My daughter, you have finally arrived!" My mother made rapid steps towards me as her hair, which was tied in a ponytail, swayed side to side. Her knee-length melanoid satin dress hugged her fleshy frame. Expensive looking earrings dangled from her attached earlobes and a smile was engraved on her scarlet lips as she neared me."I was waiting for you all morning." She drew my body into a forced hug. Her strong perfume attacked my nostrils, which in turn triggered nausea. "I missed you, dear." She stated."I missed you too, mother." Sarcasm was laced in my phrase.She broke off the hug and palmed my face while gazing smilingly at me, "I am glad that you're here." She pecked my forehead. All this fake concern was vexing me. I hated it. Especially because a mother was supposed to love her child genuinely without any selfish motives. But in this case, my mom was faking her love. She didn't love or care for me. All she truly loved an
Brenda G"I apologise for my son's behaviour," Lance stated while adjusting himself back on his seat."It's okay, I understand." I paused, then resumed, "I didn't know that you had a son." I started a conversation in an attempt to extract some useful information from him. I needed to find his weakest link and then use it to bring him down."Where is his biological mother?" I pressed further. Lance glanced at me with creased brows then lowered his eyelids as though thinking about someone. Then his eyes met mine once more. A broken look was vivid in his eyes. I had never seen this side of him because the Lance I knew was arrogant and never showed any sign of vulnerability. His grey eyes were always void of emotions. But that day, his eyes were heavy with sadness and guilt."She passed away." He choked on the words while struggling to gain his composure. "When Adrian was five."My heart twinged at his revelation. A knot of com