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The Graveyard of Hope
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The Lost Bet The Promise
Author’s POVHe woke up and stretched his muscles. The beauty beside him was sleeping peacefully. There were still five minutes to his alarm. He bent down and kissed her soft lips. She moaned and his cock twitched. He removed the duvet and her perky breasts revealed themselves. He blew air on her nips and they hardened. He took it into his mouth and rolled his tongue around it. When she didn’t stir, he used his teeth and she groaned in her sleep.He took another one in his mouth and did the same.Elena knew what was going on. Almost every morning was same these days. It had been almost a week since his proposal and she had accepted it with a heavy heart.As he bit her, she couldn’t stay still. She groaned and felt his smile against her skin. Every time he touched her, she would spark up. Like his touch was a magic. She so wanted to detest him, but one touch and she knew she would melt, like she did just now, when his hands grabbed her tits, and kneaded them, and he placed open mouthed
The Lost Bet The Confession
Author’s POVHe was in his study, on his third stiff drink and still so much conscious. He had no idea why Elena wanted to meet his family. Could she not just live peacefully with him? Why does she want the entire package?“Because she is a good woman who understands the importance of family unlike you who doesn’t value family.” His heart scolded.“He already knows that family is nothing but a farce.” He thanked his mind for defending him.“Maybe she doesn’t think so?”“If she doesn’t, she is a fool as her family has proved him right.”He thought about her family and his anger resurfaced. They had made her cry and in return, he will make them cry. The glass shattered with the force and his hand started bleeding as the shards cut deep into his hand but he was far from feeling any pain.Elena looked at herself in the mirror. Aslan had chosen an off-white georgette dress for her. It was plain, full- sleeved, maxi dress. It’s like he wanted to cover her up. She was looking like a Britis
The Lost Bet The Protruding Weed
John’s POVHe came home and threw the stuff on the kitchen counter. “Mira?”No sound. He tried again. Her jacket was gone, her shoes were gone, and there was no trace of her.He had only left her half an hour ago. She wanted to cook some Indian food for him and needed a few things.He ran upstairs, into his bedroom. That’s when the shock hit him. His safe was open and empty. The new watch he had bought was gone. A gold chain which was a symbol of his good old times, was gone.“Holy fucking shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Mira……” He screamed her name. He tried her phone. Switched off. He ran outside and took a cab. Her home was locked. She had not been there. He decided to go to police, but the thought hit him. What would he say when they will ask him the source of money? That he sold his wife? He was losing it. He had lost everything. That money was all he had. He had nothing else to survive on.Should he go to the police? Will they ask him the source of money or they will let it go? No he
The Lost Bet The Lie
Elena’s POVElena was trying to persuade Aslan to do otherwise but he wasn’t listening.“I don’t want a million dollar dress.” She protested for the nth time“But I want you to have the best.”“Aslan, that designer will cost me my life as the fees for entering his boutique.”“He is my friend.”“I am not going there.”“I won’t let you buy a dress from any other place.”“Then I will get married in a burlap sack.” She crossed her arms and slumped down on the sofa.“Urggghhhhh.” He did the same beside her.“Fine, I give in.”She smiled up at him. “But I have a condition.” He added.“No.” She knew it will be something she won’t be able to put up to.“Yes. I came halfway and now it’s your turn. I will come with you to choose your dress.”“No, it’s bad luck.”“Baby, I write my own luck.”“There is a reason such an old tradition is followed. You can’t see the dress before the wedding day.”“I just want to check how it will go with my tux.”“No.”“Yes. And I am coming. And if you say
The Lost Bet Can She Forgive Him?
Author’s POVAs soon as he got home, he saw her smiling face. God, if this is what married life will feel like, he couldn’t wait to get married to this beautiful woman. She came to him with open arms and he lifted her up.He nuzzled his face into her neck and placed a kiss, making her moan. Wrapping her legs around his waist, he went to the couch.She was looking for any sign of betrayal but there was none as he looked at her face in admiration.“I had no idea that such beauty could exist.” He said it out aloud.“Are you drunk?” She giggled and he wanted to drink that sound.“Maybe.” He hid his face in her bosom and took a deep breath.“How was your day?” She asked.“Busy, as always.”“I knew it. That’s why I prepared a bath for you.”“For us.”“Ok, Us. Let’s go.” She took his hand and led him to the stairs. He followed her blindly. If she would take him to hell like this, he will gladly follow her.The bathroom was filled with roses and scented candles. “Let me help you.”She took off
The Lost Bet The Night Before The Marriage
Author’s POVIt was the night before their wedding day. His bachelorette party was far from over. It was a strictly no- stripper party. Why? Because he had promised Elena. Elle had threatened to kill Matthew if she even suspected that a stripper was coming. The warning was more for Ian than Matthew. So, basically they were just watching some French movie and sipping on their drinks.Tomorrow, he will get married. Aslan thought. He was excited like a kid in a toy store. He couldn’t believe that he was an altogether different man a few months back and now he was smitten.Their journey reflected on his mind and he cursed himself. He had put her through hell. The night when he had branded her, made him hang his head in shame. But then he got an idea. He stood up and was going to the door, when Matthew asked, “Hey man, it’s your party.”“I have something important to do.” Aslan replied absentmindedly.“What can be more important than enjoying your last day as a bachelor?” Ian queried.“Some
The Lost Bet The Groom and Bridal Party
Aslan’s POVThe first thing he did when he woke up was to order flowers for his wife. He did his morning routine, worked out, shaved, got a massage, and then his friends arrived in his room. Elena had stayed at Elle’s place last night. He was already missing her. A night without her was a punishment.His friends got busy in helping him getting ready. The photographer recorded everything. Finally they made their way towards the cars. He was not just walking out of his house, but he was walking out of his old life to a new one, one he had never believed would be looking so appealing. He was walking towards the love of his life. In the arms of a goddess.He had never known that he will ever fall in love, let alone getting married. He shook his head. An age old memory visited him and he kept her face aside. He was Elena’s and he will always belong to her, and she will belong to him. It was damn sure.Elena’s POVShe was woken up by the giggling of girls. When she woke up rubbing her eyes, t
The Lost Bet The Most-Awaited Moment
Aslan’s POVAslan couldn’t stop beaming as he stood there at the altar. He looked at his mother, she was so happy. Alicia was showing all of her teeth, smiling so much, Joanna’s kids were looking so beautiful dressed for their uncle’s marriage. Aslan adjusted his bow for the hundredth time. He knew he will be no match to Elena’s beauty, but he wanted to look good for her.Slowly the music started and one by one the bridesmaids started pouring in. Bella came next as she was the maid of honor. Then the flower girl came followed by the ring bearer. He was waiting for Elena, the music went on but she didn’t come. His heart was beating fast now. God, where is she? Is she alright? What’s going on?Breathing was getting difficult. Ian came running inside and informed that Elena had not arrived. His men started figuring out what was going on. Her destined driver was not picking the phone. Aslan was growing restless. The murmur of the crowd turned into chattering. He was about to leave the al
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The Lost Bet The Most-Awaited Moment
Aslan’s POVAslan couldn’t stop beaming as he stood there at the altar. He looked at his mother, she was so happy. Alicia was showing all of her teeth, smiling so much, Joanna’s kids were looking so beautiful dressed for their uncle’s marriage. Aslan adjusted his bow for the hundredth time. He knew he will be no match to Elena’s beauty, but he wanted to look good for her.Slowly the music started and one by one the bridesmaids started pouring in. Bella came next as she was the maid of honor. Then the flower girl came followed by the ring bearer. He was waiting for Elena, the music went on but she didn’t come. His heart was beating fast now. God, where is she? Is she alright? What’s going on?Breathing was getting difficult. Ian came running inside and informed that Elena had not arrived. His men started figuring out what was going on. Her destined driver was not picking the phone. Aslan was growing restless. The murmur of the crowd turned into chattering. He was about to leave the al
The Lost Bet The Groom and Bridal Party
Aslan’s POVThe first thing he did when he woke up was to order flowers for his wife. He did his morning routine, worked out, shaved, got a massage, and then his friends arrived in his room. Elena had stayed at Elle’s place last night. He was already missing her. A night without her was a punishment.His friends got busy in helping him getting ready. The photographer recorded everything. Finally they made their way towards the cars. He was not just walking out of his house, but he was walking out of his old life to a new one, one he had never believed would be looking so appealing. He was walking towards the love of his life. In the arms of a goddess.He had never known that he will ever fall in love, let alone getting married. He shook his head. An age old memory visited him and he kept her face aside. He was Elena’s and he will always belong to her, and she will belong to him. It was damn sure.Elena’s POVShe was woken up by the giggling of girls. When she woke up rubbing her eyes, t
The Lost Bet The Night Before The Marriage
Author’s POVIt was the night before their wedding day. His bachelorette party was far from over. It was a strictly no- stripper party. Why? Because he had promised Elena. Elle had threatened to kill Matthew if she even suspected that a stripper was coming. The warning was more for Ian than Matthew. So, basically they were just watching some French movie and sipping on their drinks.Tomorrow, he will get married. Aslan thought. He was excited like a kid in a toy store. He couldn’t believe that he was an altogether different man a few months back and now he was smitten.Their journey reflected on his mind and he cursed himself. He had put her through hell. The night when he had branded her, made him hang his head in shame. But then he got an idea. He stood up and was going to the door, when Matthew asked, “Hey man, it’s your party.”“I have something important to do.” Aslan replied absentmindedly.“What can be more important than enjoying your last day as a bachelor?” Ian queried.“Some
The Lost Bet Can She Forgive Him?
Author’s POVAs soon as he got home, he saw her smiling face. God, if this is what married life will feel like, he couldn’t wait to get married to this beautiful woman. She came to him with open arms and he lifted her up.He nuzzled his face into her neck and placed a kiss, making her moan. Wrapping her legs around his waist, he went to the couch.She was looking for any sign of betrayal but there was none as he looked at her face in admiration.“I had no idea that such beauty could exist.” He said it out aloud.“Are you drunk?” She giggled and he wanted to drink that sound.“Maybe.” He hid his face in her bosom and took a deep breath.“How was your day?” She asked.“Busy, as always.”“I knew it. That’s why I prepared a bath for you.”“For us.”“Ok, Us. Let’s go.” She took his hand and led him to the stairs. He followed her blindly. If she would take him to hell like this, he will gladly follow her.The bathroom was filled with roses and scented candles. “Let me help you.”She took off
The Lost Bet The Lie
Elena’s POVElena was trying to persuade Aslan to do otherwise but he wasn’t listening.“I don’t want a million dollar dress.” She protested for the nth time“But I want you to have the best.”“Aslan, that designer will cost me my life as the fees for entering his boutique.”“He is my friend.”“I am not going there.”“I won’t let you buy a dress from any other place.”“Then I will get married in a burlap sack.” She crossed her arms and slumped down on the sofa.“Urggghhhhh.” He did the same beside her.“Fine, I give in.”She smiled up at him. “But I have a condition.” He added.“No.” She knew it will be something she won’t be able to put up to.“Yes. I came halfway and now it’s your turn. I will come with you to choose your dress.”“No, it’s bad luck.”“Baby, I write my own luck.”“There is a reason such an old tradition is followed. You can’t see the dress before the wedding day.”“I just want to check how it will go with my tux.”“No.”“Yes. And I am coming. And if you say
The Lost Bet The Protruding Weed
John’s POVHe came home and threw the stuff on the kitchen counter. “Mira?”No sound. He tried again. Her jacket was gone, her shoes were gone, and there was no trace of her.He had only left her half an hour ago. She wanted to cook some Indian food for him and needed a few things.He ran upstairs, into his bedroom. That’s when the shock hit him. His safe was open and empty. The new watch he had bought was gone. A gold chain which was a symbol of his good old times, was gone.“Holy fucking shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Mira……” He screamed her name. He tried her phone. Switched off. He ran outside and took a cab. Her home was locked. She had not been there. He decided to go to police, but the thought hit him. What would he say when they will ask him the source of money? That he sold his wife? He was losing it. He had lost everything. That money was all he had. He had nothing else to survive on.Should he go to the police? Will they ask him the source of money or they will let it go? No he
The Lost Bet The Confession
Author’s POVHe was in his study, on his third stiff drink and still so much conscious. He had no idea why Elena wanted to meet his family. Could she not just live peacefully with him? Why does she want the entire package?“Because she is a good woman who understands the importance of family unlike you who doesn’t value family.” His heart scolded.“He already knows that family is nothing but a farce.” He thanked his mind for defending him.“Maybe she doesn’t think so?”“If she doesn’t, she is a fool as her family has proved him right.”He thought about her family and his anger resurfaced. They had made her cry and in return, he will make them cry. The glass shattered with the force and his hand started bleeding as the shards cut deep into his hand but he was far from feeling any pain.Elena looked at herself in the mirror. Aslan had chosen an off-white georgette dress for her. It was plain, full- sleeved, maxi dress. It’s like he wanted to cover her up. She was looking like a Britis
The Lost Bet The Promise
Author’s POVHe woke up and stretched his muscles. The beauty beside him was sleeping peacefully. There were still five minutes to his alarm. He bent down and kissed her soft lips. She moaned and his cock twitched. He removed the duvet and her perky breasts revealed themselves. He blew air on her nips and they hardened. He took it into his mouth and rolled his tongue around it. When she didn’t stir, he used his teeth and she groaned in her sleep.He took another one in his mouth and did the same.Elena knew what was going on. Almost every morning was same these days. It had been almost a week since his proposal and she had accepted it with a heavy heart.As he bit her, she couldn’t stay still. She groaned and felt his smile against her skin. Every time he touched her, she would spark up. Like his touch was a magic. She so wanted to detest him, but one touch and she knew she would melt, like she did just now, when his hands grabbed her tits, and kneaded them, and he placed open mouthed
The Lost Bet The Graveyard of Hope
Author’s POVHe saw her silent figure and tried to calm himself down. “It’s ok, Aslan, she is here. You didn’t lose her. She is right here.” He repeated to himself.But does that mean that he was not going to punish her? No way. Every mistake earns a punishment. She definitely deserves one. One that would warn her enough.Elena couldn’t dare to sleep. There was soft music playing in the car but his face kept reminding her that the night was far from over and there was something on his mind. May be a new way to punish her? But she didn’t regret running away. She had to try, even if she failed. The marriage was still a month away, she had time.After driving for more than three hours, Elena saw a distant place in the dark. It looked like a warehouse which was not even enlightened. She panicked. Is he going to kill her and leave her body here?He saw her panic. Good. She should be scared. He stopped the car at the entrance and got out. She was reluctant to accept his hand but he didn’t min
