As Noah revs up his superbike, the wind whips through my hair, sending a rush of exhilaration through me. I hold onto him tightly, feeling the vibrations of the powerful machine beneath me. The scenery blurs past as we speed down the open road, the thrill of the ride making my heart race with delight.
The sun shines down on us, casting a warm glow over the landscape as we weave through the traffic, creating a sense of freedom and joy that fills my soul. I can't help but smile as I lean into the curves, the adrenaline of the ride coursing through my veins, feeling alive and carefree in this moment with Noah by my side.
“Do you like it?” his voice washes through my ears, mixed with the gust of wind and I agree. “Yes!” I exclaim, loud enough for him to hear. “Hold tight, I am about to rev up!” he says to me and I feel the
Carlos"Why do I have to go there, Warren?" I raise an eyebrow, maintaining a calm expression despite the turmoil of emotions within me. I have learned to hide my true feelings well, a skill honed over time to protect myself."Because Carlos. The only person I trust with this task is you, and I believe you have the skills to handle it your way. My boys are not equipped to deal with that man. You know he can be dangerous," Warren explains, his tone serious and firm.As Warren's words sink in, I steel myself for the task ahead, knowing that it will require me to confront the dangers and challenges that I had hoped to leave behind. Despite my reservations, I know that Warren's trust in me is not to be taken lightly, and I must fulfill this responsibility to the best of my abilities.
I wait in the room, feeling angry and frustrated at the thought of her spending time with another guy in the driveway. I want to confront her but try to stay calm. Despite my seething emotions, I choose to restrain myself and approach the situation with caution. I prepare to address the issue with her, feeling the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air.I am determined to find a balance between control and confrontation as I face the troubling encounter. My goal is to maintain composure and address the situation calmly, despite the simmering anger within me.As I sit in the darkness, positioned on the sofa near the window in her room, a sense of anticipation hangs in the air. The soft click of the door signals her entrance, and I observe as she wearily steps into the room, closing the door behind her.
RayaAfter the discussion at the breakfast table to invite Jake’s girlfriend and her family to the lake house, I am now sitting in the car with Uncle Carlos. My dad is staying at home for his physiotherapy and my brothers are not attending the office today.It’s Saturday so everyone has their own plans…except Uncle Carlos and I. I might have had plans if he didn’t push me to come with him. I don’t know his problem but soon enough I am going to confront him about the situation we both are in.I am afraid that this is forbidden and we must stop. Well, he must. I am just a pawn in his ruthless game…it almost feels like Uncle Carlos is another version of my stepbrother Rico. The only difference between them is my Uncle makes sure that I am satisfied a
CarlosFuck! She is so hot when she obeys me. I want to fuck her so hard that she won’t be able to walk for days. I want endless sessions with her because I know that her fucking pussy is made for something like that. She can handle me, she can.She fucking has to. I will force myself on her and ask her to be a good little girl for me. And I know that she will. She will take all of my lengths into her tight little pussy. As much as I am fucking turned on right now, I don’t care if anyone sees us like this or I don’t care if I tear her pussy at this point.She drives me crazy as much as I drive her crazy. Her body is made for fucking…she is made with pure lust that she carries deep inside. I am not sure who raised these feelings inside her but she drips wet for
RayaMy Uncle is a maniac. He is fucking crazy. He took me to a fucking arena and rode a bike with me then fucked me on a bike. I mean, who the fuck does that? And he called this a fucking punishment. For real?That was not a fucking punishment for me…that was an adventure. That was a brand new experience and I enjoyed it. My Uncle does not know that he is the reason I am slowly losing control. He is the reason that I am aroused all the time when he is nearby. He brings out this side in me that I never knew I even had.My stepbrother used to force hismelf on me and now my Uncle is doing exactly the same…except for the part where I truly enjoy all of this. No matter what he does and how many times he does, I always want more. I want him to do things to me…this sexu
RayaAs we travel to the farmhouse, the sun is rising, and the early morning journey is a new experience for me. I am filled with anticipation of meeting my brother Jake's girlfriend and seeing the farmhouse for the first time. I can't wait to see its beauty.We will be spending the night there, and at the moment, I am seated in the backseat of my father's SUV. My brothers are on their way in a separate car, so it's just me, my dad, and Uncle Carlos in the vehicle.He directs his gaze towards me when my father isn't looking, and even flashes a grin. I am aware that he is recalling the moments when he assisted me to my orgasm over the phone. A few more moments pass, and I observe him using his phone.He is typing a text to somebody and as much as it sh
CarlosArriving at the farmhouse is the best decision we could make. It's a perfect way of family gathering and taking in the beauty of nature. Sometimes it is nice to get away from the daily life routine and stay in serenity.This getaway would be so fucking perfect for me and Saraya. I am going to make her feel special in ways that she never imagined. I intend to fuck her… I want to get my dick inside her sweet little pussy but I won’t.I fucking won’t until she fucking begs me for it. I can wait, I always wait. Regardless of what I genuinely feel for her, I will wait until she begs me to the core that she cannot take it anymore. And then I will fuck her…I will fuck her good for days and even months. She will ask me to stop, she will cry and scream but I won’t st
CarlosShe is fucking with me if she has invited that man over here. I swear it's going to be his death anniversary every year starting from now. I give her one cold look which is filled with murderous glares. If she thinks that she is clever enough to beat me in this game, then she must understand that I am going rebellious and slaughtering is on my mind.I am now sitting amongst them, patiently waiting for the guy she has invited. I sip my tea, my eyes settling on her until Jade refers to me, asking a question in my direction, “So, Carlos. I heard you are going to Vegas soon…” I turn my attention to him, agreeing to it. “Yes, Jade. I believe so.”“You might find a woman or two for yourself. Have a good time, who knows you might fall in love with someon
Carlos My child is not in this world and this is because of that mother fucker Sean Myers. I swear I am going to kill this bastard but first I will humiliate him in the entire world. He will pay for what he did to me and Saraya. That fucker had the audacity first to marry the woman I love and then he killed my unborn child. I feel like pulling his hair, dragging him to the road, and then beating him so much that he won’t be able to recognize his own filthy fucking face. I realize that I have to stay calm and plan everything accordingly. When I send her back to the Myers mansion which I am totally against, I feel like my heart is being squeezed out of my chest. I am prepared to take this matter legally and send him to jail and I cannot wait for that. The woman I love was in so much pain, physical and mental. When I took her to the hospital she was squirming in pain in my arms as I cradled her, and tried my best to calm her down. And once the doctor informed me that the baby was no l
RayaAs I bring the glass of wine to my lips, the strong scent assaults my senses, causing a wave of nausea to wash over me. Unaware of the heightened sensitivity to scents that often accompany pregnancy, I instinctively recoil, placing the glass back on the table, leaving him puzzled by my sudden change in demeanor. "I'm sorry, I can't—" I start to explain, before a sudden queasiness overtakes me, causing me to place a hand over my mouth.He twists his lower lip, his expression calm and understanding as he gently remarks, "Well, for a pregnant woman, this is quite impossible, isn't it?" His words hang in the air, a realization dawning on both of us as the truth of my condition becomes apparent in that simple, yet profound moment.I observe him as he takes a sip
RayaSean is mourning for his cousin’s death. I am well aware that Carlos did that. He mentioned this to me last night and now I feel very delighted to see Sean going through the same things I once went through. Carlos also provided me with the evidence that it was Sean who killed Noah and now my anger for him has intensified. I am waiting for the moment when I will be able to punish him.Sean Myers must die or else he will be put behind bars. I can't wait for this to happen. I let him mourn for his cousin’s death and standing at the stairs, I sigh deeply, secretly grinning at his loss. I feel superior now that Carlos is with me and my power has doubled.Carlos visits me every night, I am not sure how but he manages to sneak in without getting caught
RayaIt has been two weeks since I married Sean, but I have not experienced a single moment of genuine happiness with him. He mistreats me every day, and the person I thought I knew is completely different from the reality of what I face daily.Carlos is no more, and I am stunned by his actions against me. I trusted him to assist me, but he carried out his revenge plan with deadly consequences. Since arriving at the Myers mansion, I have not seen my family. Sean confines me within the mansion, preventing me from leaving. It seems as though I am a captive in what is supposed to be my own home.I am constantly monitored by servants and security guards, even within the confines of the house. Sean watches over me closely, intensifying the feeling of being scrutinized. The
CarlosI meet Ryat and keep him tied up, I am torturing him to speak the truth. I want him to reveal the plans and the fraud against the other companies. I want Sean to be disgraced in front of the entire world, especially on his wedding day. I keep Ryat abducted and he has revealed everything to me. Now I have evidence against Sean and while I am going to crash the wedding, revealing this mishap that he has made to the world.I bet that Warren will no longer let his daughter marry a man who is not only corrupt but also a fraud. As I sit with Ryat, staring at his badly bruised face, I spit in anger, “And why do you think that Sean is going to get the loan from the government to purchase the shares in the Sinclair Corporations?”Ryat spits out th
RayaStepping into the penthouse I see the soft glow of city lights cast a mesmerizing spell over the room. I move towards the expansive window, drawn to the panoramic view of the city skyline that stretches before me. The twinkling lights below seem to dance in the darkness, a silent symphony that captivates my senses.As I stand by the window, a sense of anticipation fills me, my heart beating in rhythm with the pulse of the city below—the night air whispers against my skin, carrying with it a promise of secrets and possibilities. My gaze is fixed on the horizon, my thoughts drifting to the meeting that awaits me.In the tranquil solitude of the penthouse, I wait patiently for Carlos, the only sound is the gentle hum of the city outside. The minutes tick by, each passing moment heightening my sense of anticipation. My thoughts are consumed by the impending wedding that looms on the horizon. The prospect of marrying Sean no longer holds any appeal for me, especially after overhearin
RayaAs I sit at the dinner table with my father and my brothers, a heavy sense of apprehension settles over me. The tension in the room surrounds us, the unspoken expectation of discussing my marriage to Sean hanging like a dark cloud over our meal. My dad clears his throat, his gaze stern as he addresses me. "Raya, it is time for you to fulfill your duty to the family and marry Sean."I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the confrontation that I knew was inevitable. "I'm sorry, Dad, but I cannot marry Sean. I do not love him," I respond, my voice steady despite the tremor in my heart. Jake's eyes narrow, his voice laced with authority. "Raya, this is not up for debate. You will marry Sean, and that is final. We must uphold our family's honor."My hands clench under the table, a surge of defiance rising within me. "I cannot sacrifice my happiness for the sake of tradition. I will not marry a man I do not love," I declare, my voice firm with conviction. Phil interjects, his tone
CarlosI am seated in a bar next to my nephew, not Jake, but Phil, the one with the gentlest heart. I order two margaritas for us, and as we engage in conversation, he inquires, "What's the reason for calling me here, Uncle?" With confidence, I respond, "I want you to know that I deeply care for this family. While I am eager to stand by all of you during this challenging period, I understand that none of you may wish to see me at the mansion, and I respect that."I let out a deep sigh before speaking, "I need your assistance with the plan I am devising." Phil furrows his brow in confusion, questioning, "What plan? What exactly are you intending to do? Are you going to go against your own family?" I roll my eyes at his reaction, trying to comprehend his mindset, and proceed to clarify my intentions, stating, "No, I don't plan to
CarlosI am fucking aware that she is having lunch with this mother fucker in a restaurant and yes I came here to ruin this lunch for her. And how can she expect to have a peaceful moment with her fiance when I keep on pestering her head for twenty-four fucking hours? I am the only one she must think of and I am the only one whose name must be on her tongue when she is close to her her orgasm.It's been quite a while since I fucked her and I miss touching her. Her scent and her moans, her shallow breaths, and everything else. She is so fucking mine and I will claim it no matter what I have to do for her. For now, I am sitting in a restaurant where she is having lunch with Sean fuckling Myers. I brought a date with me, after all coming here all alone would be awkward for me.