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
RayaWhen I open my eyes, I find myself lying in a hospital bed. Panic starts rising in my chest the moment my mind starts showing images of the events that lead me to the hospital. I am about to get up when a pair of strong arms engulfs me. I look up and my heart is instantly at ease when I look at Carlos' face. I check his whole body, to see if there are any wounds that I might be aware of. “Relax, my love. I am fine. And so are you.” As if he understands why I am so concerned all of a sudden. I look into his eyes. A small smile appears on his face, making him look more handsome than he already is. I can't say if my heart is going crazy because one moment , my heart is at ease for finding him alright, and the next moment, I find my heart pounding against my rib cage as I look at his smile.“Then why are we at the hospital?” I can't help but ask him. “That's because right after the gun went off, you decided to pass out in my arms. I had to rush you to the hospital. You were cold.”
CARLOS The door swings open, Jake steps in with Saraya. Her eyes are puffy and I can see dried tear marks all over her chest. I am angry enough to murder those who laid hands on her. “To torture her, they brought Myers in. I was there right on time.” I nod at the information I get from Jake. Saraya runs into my arms. “It's alright, baby. I know, they hurt you. I will make them pay for that. But you are safe now. Jake will get you out as soon as they are done with the questions they want to ask us. The warrants are fake. I just found out.” I whisper softly in Saraya's ear.Saraya looks at me, blinking innocently. If only she can understand how this cruel world is running. “Your lawyer is here. He is fucking the chiefs of this precinct in the ass for pulling such stunt on Saraya. He is here with her certificate of postpartum.” With that last piece of information, Jake leaves the interrogation room. I know for the sake of Saraya, I can trust Jake will take care of the rest. While my
RAYAIn the morning, when I open my eyes, my gaze meets with a pair of sparkling eyes that are staring at me with such an admiration that makes my heart tremble in my chest. “What are you looking at?” I am stretching my limbs as I ask him.“It has been a while since I watched you sleep so soundly. It has been a while since I heard you snoring peacefully.” His response makes me blush. I want to hide my face but I am stunned by his response, so much that I can't even move. With wide eyes and mouth agape, I stare at him in utter shock.“You were in my room all night?” I can't help but ask him. Although, it's clear to me that he has never really left my room since he had brought me back to his place. “I had to make sure that you are safe and you have slept well. I am glad I was able to see you sleeping peacefully without any nightmares scaring you in the middle.” I can only smile at his response. He is caring for me. He has always cared for me.Sitting up, I look at his face. It's no lon
RAYAMy heart is trembling with fear as I step out of the car. As usual, Sean is busy flashing his teeth for the paparazzi while I get out of the car on my own. I can't remember him ever holding a door open for me. Of course, I can't expect someone like Myers to be gentle and caring. A fraud like him can never care for another soul but his own selfish self.He is making sure he gets to have his pictures in every single newspaper the very next day. “One with your wife, Mr Myers.” One of the reports shouts at Myers. He turns to look at me. Giving me a disgusting look, Myers turns back to the camera. His usual smile is back on his face as he poses for all the cameras while holding me against his chest.I want nothing to do with him. But for the time being, I a
CARLOS“I plan on using this evidence to ruin for good.” My words hit him hard, like a brick. William blinked in confusion at first. “What are you talking about?” He asked in confusion. Either he is too stupid or just too smart when he refuses to take the easiest hint I throw at him.Clicking my tongue, I walk toward the table that is equipped with the tools of torment. I don't plan on using those myself as I am too concerned about the woman that ruled every corner of my heart. But at this point, I am determined. Grabbing a noseplase, I turn around. Biting onto that tool, I am looking into his eyes that are glaring at the plas, I undo my cuffs and wrap my sleeves up so his blood won't stain my perfectly ironed shirt. I watch the blood literally draining from William's face when he looks at me. I am not smiling at all. In fact, I am so mad, I can literally chew him down alive, without thinking much. A chair is placed in front of the fucker without me asking for it. My men don't need
CarlosWith Jake by my side, I feel a newfound sense of confidence and determination. Each day brings me closer to my goal of reuniting Saraya with her rightful family. As I park my car outside the bank, I discreetly scan the area, searching for the man who is withdrawing the money. I am certain that I will find him here, as Sean has paid this individual a substantial sum of money as part of his schemes. My resolve strengthens as I prepare to confront the person involved in Sean's deceitful actions.William Ford, the man involved in Sean's deceitful schemes, is a despicable individual, and I am determined to expose him for his actions. As he emerges from the bank, his demeanor hinting at a protective stance over the contents of his bag, I swiftly step out of my car. My men move in swiftly, grabbing him by the collar and halting
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