Carlos She stands before me, her expression cold after offering help with my sexual frustration. Despite her disapproving gaze, I derive a sense of satisfaction from knowing that I still hold power over her. I understand that she remains within my influence, retaining the choice to maintain her stance. While she may have moments of annoyance, stubbornness, and feigned dislike towards me, I am aware that the reality beneath the surface tells a different story.My gaze lingers on the diamond ring adorning her finger, a stark reminder of the proposal she received from the biker before his demise. Despite the irrational pang of discomfort it stirs within me, I maintain a composed facade, concealing any unease. I harbor a silent resolve that one day, I will replace that ring with a larger diamond, regardless of where I may find myself—be it behind bars, I am attuned to the unfolding events beyond the confines of a prison cell.It seems my cousin has made a bold move, relegating me to the
RayaI arrived at the prison with the intention of witnessing my uncle's suffering. However, upon seeing him seemingly content and living well, a wave of conflicting emotions washed over me. The knowledge that he had taken a life without remorse weighed heavily on my mind. I regret not fully understanding the extent of his cruelty from the start. I wish I had known the true extent of his vile nature from the beginning.My uncle might be the only one to make me feel lost my control when it comes to having sexual desires but he is the most dangerous one i come across. When I am on my knees for him, I have this strong desire to make him reach to his climax and call me his good little girl. When he shows his dominant side to me, I find myself surrendering to him, completely throwing myself in his arms. I understand that you may be feeling conflicted and vulnerable in this situation. It's important to prioritize your well-being and seek support if you find yourself in a difficult emotiona
Raya The business meeting has been arranged and my brothers informs me about the important clients that are going to attend the meeting. I have to discuss the Willow project with them before they decide to cancel it. This project is becoming important to me becuase it has many benefits for our company and if I manage to get the deal, I am well aware that my father might forgive me. Well, I can at least take a risk. Soon I arrive at the corporations to find out the workers are already preparing for the meeting. There is anticipation and the negative energy that i can sense around me. I am nervous as well but I have to keep a calm posture to remain confident. As I enter the board room, my brothers comes to motivate me. I might be lucky with the sibling relationship but I sure as very unlucky in love. Sighing deeply, I prepare myself for the presentation and the assistant informs me that the clients has arrived. I am met with Sean Myers. The smile on his face is prominent when he come
RayaAs Sean drives me home in his car, I sit in the backseat beside him, feeling his feather-light touch on my hand. I turn to look at him, and I notice a faint smile lingering on his lips. I am rendered speechless, unable to find the right words to express the mix of emotions swirling inside me.His touch sends a wave of shivers down my spine, a sensation both soft and gentle, yet unfamiliar in its intimacy. I am not accustomed to such closeness, to the tenderness of his gestures that speak volumes in their subtlety. As I sit in silence, lost in the moment, I realize that sometimes, words are not needed to convey the depth of connection and understanding that can exist between two people.I am accustomed to a life where I am treated with firmness, not abuse, but with a sense of possession and ownership. In my world, there is only one man who holds that power over me - Carlos Sinclair. He is a constant presence in my thoughts, his name echoing in my mind every hour of the day. I miss
RayaAs I step into the cabin, my gaze is immediately drawn to the picture frame of Carlos that hangs prominently on the wall before me. A bittersweet twist of my lips accompanies the thought that if he were here, and not behind bars, he would have undoubtedly taken action to assist me in my current situation. Carlos had always been there for me, offering his support selflessly, even when it was not necessarily in his best interest to do so.Now, however, I find myself alone and without his steadfast presence to rely on. The absence of his guiding hand leaves me feeling adrift and vulnerable, grappling with the weight of my troubles without his reassuring presence by my side.As I sit at the table, my dad and brother's discussion about my potential marriage to Se
RayaAs I sit in my car, Sean's questions echo in my mind, leaving me feeling unsure and unsettled. The weight of his inquiries hangs in the air, tugging at my thoughts and stirring up a sense of unease. Despite my efforts to push them aside, the answers remain elusive, dancing just out of reach.With a moment of clarity, I instruct the driver to change course and head towards the police station. The decision is driven by a deep need to seek counsel from Carlos, a trusted source of guidance in times of confusion. The familiar surroundings of the station offer a sense of security and a glimmer of hope in the midst of the swirling emotions that cloud my mind. In this moment of uncertainty, reaching out to Carlos feels like the first step towards finding clarity and direction.
CarlosSitting behind the bars, all I can do is fucking wait. I am not sure why I am not using the best of my power, it wouldn't take so many days for me to get out of the prison. And I have had enough. Getting the news of her going on a date with that mother fucker Sean Myers brings out the anger in me. How dare she?How dare he? How the fuck is this possible? Is my cousin going crazy for sending her on a date with an older man? As I sit here in the prison, I am looking at the large tv screen above me, watching her getting out of the mansion, dressed in a sexy evening dress. She is even prepared for the date and it seems like she is not totally against it, after all.I will see how long she is going to fuck with him because sooner or later, this man is goi
RayaCarlos's unexpected presence at my engagement party sends a wave of unease through me. Everything had been going smoothly until his arrival, his mere presence casting a shadow over the celebratory atmosphere. As I observe him from a distance, I can sense that he is up to something, his demeanor and calculated movements hinting at a hidden agenda.Amidst the exchange of rings and the guests' applause, I force a smile, trying to maintain a facade of happiness and composure. The room buzzes with excitement but my attention is drawn back to Carlos, his gaze fixed on me with a knowing look that sends a chill down my spine. The intensity in Carlos's gaze sends a shiver down my spine, his eyes revealing a sense of confidence rather than disappointment. As I watch him closely, a feeling of uncertainty lingers in the air. Could he be planning to disrupt the engagement party in some way? The thought crosses my mind, sparking a mix of apprehension and anticipation.Despite the potential fo
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