It was hot. Frank and Jennifer were both pulled into a daze. They were in their own world full of love and lust. The concupiscent movements of their limbs didn't seem to quench their thirst for each other until several rounds of love making were over.
Frank didn't seem to care how much she screamed. In fact, her screams and moans only fuelled his desire. They were like music to his ears. He loved it. It made him want more of her….more.
He loved seeing how her eyes rolled with each wave of pleasure she experienced. He made sure that he explored every inch of her, making her shudder in his arms.
"Frank….ahhh," she screamed as she reached her climax for the third time that night. He didn't care how loud she was being. The room was soundproof, and even if it wasn't, he wouldn't have
When Frank left to attend to his daily tasks, Jennifer took the canvas to begin preparing her surprise. She placed the canvas in such a way that what she drew couldn't be seen when Frank entered the room."Maybe I should paint a starry night in the background….like the beautiful night sky I saw last night." She wondered out loud as she sketched the portrait of his mother. She had taken the picture album from the closet when Frank left in the morning.She looked through the varieties of paint she had bought the other day."Aww, shucks! I don't have suitable paint to make a night sky," pouting, she grumbled. Sighing, she leaned back in the seat. She closed her eyes and imagined the breathtaking beauty she had witnessed the night before. An involuntary smile curved her lips."I want a night sky," she mumbled and glanced at the canvas. She was certain that it would add to the perfection of her gift."The painting would be extraordina
Carl anxiously watched as the boys put her into the backseat of his Range Rover. He had parked his car on the narrow street behind the mall, where it was abandoned. Most people preferred to avoid the narrow alleys fearing the possibility of being mugged or attacked by any criminal waiting in ambush, which made it the perfect place for his gang to carry out their task."Quick! Todd didn't want any mistakes," Carl exhorted impatiently."You want us to follow?" One of them asked as he closed the door."Yes. In case she wakes up. The drive isn't a long one. But I need two of you to hold her down until we reach our destination."Bobbing their heads, two of them climbed in while the others walked away.
Jennifer was soaked in sweat when her eyes fluttered open. She winced. The splitting headache that made her feel like her head might explode made it hard for her to focus. Her forehead creased as she tried to remember what was going on."Damn!" She cursed under her breath.Her headache was so bad that she couldn't think properly. Taking steady breaths, she lay silently, hoping that it would help her.Time passed and she didn't open her eyes. She was thankful for the pin drop silence that surrounded her since it helped, coping with her headache.After it resided to some extent she tried to move, but soon realised that she couldn't. Once again, her eyes flung open. Her hands were tied, so was her feet."What the…."She looked around.She was in a strange place. The place was neatly furnished, not a thing was misplaced. The wooden walls were varnished in an attractive shade of reddish br
Jennifer stared into the familiar brown eyes."Frank!"She managed to exclaim after some time. A smile spread across her face. She wrapped her arms around him. The immense feeling of euphoria that washed over her made her heart swell.She was saved. Frank found her. Four of his men surrounded them, with their guns in their hands. He had come to look for her fully prepared to fight."Are you okay?" He asked."Yes, but let's get out of here. Todd is crazy….." she trailed off as she glanced in the direction of the cabin."Todd?""Yes. It was him! I managed to knock him out before running away. But he might wake up soon. Let's get out of here!"She wanted to leave. She didn't want to stay in the woods."I want to see where he kept you," he said.Jennifer was hesitant, however, she took him to the cabin. He had assured her that it was going to b
"Jenny had gone to the mall to buy some things she needed to make a painting. I sent her with Mike and two others." Frank told him."Carl came to talk to me and some guy spilt coffee on her. Now I think that was a distraction. She went to the bathroom to change and then she never came out. That is where she was kidnapped. The window was open and it looked to us as though they must have climbed onto the terrace of the next building." Mike explained.Frank clenched his jaws as he narrowed his eyes on Todd."We checked the CCTV footage of the mall. I saw Todd in that area on it," Frank stated his glare fixed on his cousin.Todd's eyes shifted to Frank, however, he quickly averted his gaze. His eyebrows knitted together as he shook his head.
Todd clutched onto his drink, glaring at the sparkling drink in it as he sat at the counter of the bar. It had been a bad day. It was bad enough that he had to kill his best friend the night before and now, Mike and the others had found the men who helped in the abduction. As expected, their retribution wasn't nice. Todd had excused himself from facing them, fearing the possibility of them pointing fingers at him. His uncle surely would do his investigation if all of them start to blame him for everything.Honestly, things had been going from bad to worse for him ever since they had come back to live in the mansion. Todd had hoped to see the day that Frank finally fell out of his father's favour. He was certain that Frank couldn't do it right. However, it looks like he had help from his loyal men and had gone far enough to impress his father.
Days passed. Todd worked with Frank and it seemed to everyone that finally, they had managed to overcome their differences and work together as a team. Frank let him work with him since he believed that if he was sincerely sorry about his previous actions, he deserved a chance to let him prove himself. Nonetheless, Frank didn't let his guard down and Todd knew it. Hence he tended to be extremely careful with everything he did.Todd didn't contact Oswald on his private number, fearing that his call and messages might be intercepted. They barely spoke, and when they did it was via email.It became a normal routine for them to work in the office and the shed together. And as days passed by, Frank started to feel comfortable around him. However, Jennifer was still sceptical about him."Why don't you buy her a phone? Then she could contact you easily right?" Todd suggested as they stood at the shed side by s
With a frantic heart beating in her chest, Jennifer stared at the three men. Frank was gawking goggle-eyed at her painting. His father was simply stunned. Todd too seemed to be in shock. Jennifer smiled nervously, not knowing what meaning she was supposed to derive from their reaction. Was it bad? She didn't know. Was it good? She sure hoped so. Inhaling deeply, she glanced at her painting. The starry sky and full moon were perfectly illustrated in the background. Frank's mother was smirking at them and the moonlight seemed to gleam on her face. Jennifer had painted her exactly how she had seen her in the picture. She couldn't possibly have gone wrong anywhere, right? "What do you think?" She asked anxiously.&n
Jennifer admired her reflection in the mirror. A little smile was constant on her lips. She had never thought that her special day would turn out to be like this. When she grew up, she had hoped that her father would be there for her on this day. That he would walk her down the aisle, holding her hand. Yet, that was far from reality. Her father had proved himself to be nothing but a halfwit.Her wedding gown was nothing short of a masterpiece. The top was embroidered using beads and sequins. The lacy flared skirt gave the gown an elegant look. Although her neckline revealed enough of her cleavage, she was certain that no one would dare look there. No one except the man of her dreams. A long slit on the side revealed her smooth legs. She smirked as she traced the Glock that was strapped to her thigh. Carrying it with her at all times was now a norm for her.
Todd just died? But she didn't pull the trigger...then who did? Gulping, Jennifer studied the lifeless body that lay in front of her.The sight of Todd's motionless body made her gag. Todd was lying on his back, with his eyes wide open, and his face suddenly drained of colour. No signs of life were in him. It was a quick kill. She noticed that the blood was pooling underneath his head but the wound wasn't visible. Which could mean that he was shot on the back of his head.She looked around frantically and spotted Frank at the stairs. However, he wasn't holding a gun. He too was staring bewildered.Just then, Frank's father stepped forward from behind."I told you, Todd was mine to kill," he said."Dad?" Frank was shocked to see his father."I heard what Mike told you. So I followed you upstairs. Didn't you realise that I was following you?" He smirked.Frank shrugged. "I guess
Great! She heard everything!" Todd mumbled squinting at the screen. When they checked the footage, they saw Jennifer and a tall, well-built man, listening to every word they uttered."Everything is ruined! Again! And because of that damned woman!" Todd grumbled, sneering in frustration."She keeps ruining everything for me! She is such a nuisance. I should have gotten rid of her first when I had the chance!" Todd gritted his teeth."What now?" Oswald frowned as he glanced at his father."We don't waste time. We must attack now! Tonight! We must attack at once!" He stated and stood up from his seat."Quick! Call the men! Get ready to fight. We are going to finish them off and leave this place for good!" He decreed."Leaving?" Oswald frowned."Yes. Leaving. We will move to Italy and that's where we will settle down. I am done living in the states. But I'm not going to leave without teaching them
Jennifer sat in the car, with a racing heart. She was excited and anxious at the same time. She was going back home after a long time. She wondered what her nanna would say.Would she be excited to see her? Would she hug her like she always does? An involuntary smile curved her lips as she thought about her reunion with the woman she loved and respected as a mother. She knew she most probably would have to explain a lot. But one thing was certain. Her nanna would be happy to see her happy.Sighing, she glanced outside. She was as excited as a little child who was seeing the passing city lights for the first time. Life had taken an unexpected turn for her. When she was first taken as a prisoner, she had never thought that she would fall for the ruthless Don, who showed no mercy.She chuckled. Who kn
Todd went to meet Oswald. He didn't know what else to do. He couldn't possibly go anywhere that they could get their hands on. His life was, without a doubt, in danger. His uncle wouldn't spare him.He knew what would happen. They would detect the presence of cyanide and then look for him. When they don't find him, they will check the CCTV footage. What he sees on the footage will take things from bad to worse. Todd was certain that his uncle would kill him as soon as he saw him. He could no longer hide in any place he knew. His uncle would know each of his hideouts and most probably, send his men everywhere to catch him."What happened?" Frowning, Oswald asked as soon as he reached the bar Todd had asked him to go urgently. The place wasn't very popular and was located a good distance away from Frank's mansion. Todd had gone the
Frank's father sneered from time to time, his eyes glued to the screen. They were in the security room, going through the security footage of the mansion. They couldn't find Todd in the mansion. The security guards at the main gate at that time had seen him leave in his car so Frank and the others had opted to check the security footage."That insolent jerk!" Frank's father growled when he saw Todd emptying the contents of a small bottle into the bottle of wine he had taken from the kitchen cabinet. Everything happened as Jennifer had told them. Barton took the bottle from him and went to do what he was asked to. Jennifer and Frank along with Mike and other men who Frank and his father trusted the most were with them.They saw how he advanced at Jennifer and held her tight, but she managed to escape after kicking him in the crotch.
"Barton, my good man, I need a little help from you. Take this bottle. And serve Frank. Miss Jennifer had bought this for him and forgotten this bottle here in the kitchen. As you know this is his favourite brand of liquor." Todd handed the bottle to the worker. "Remember, serve this especially to my cousin." Jennifer couldn't believe what she was hearing. She hadn't bought a bottle of liquor for Frank. She couldn't understand what Todd was talking about. After the revealing of her painting, she had gone to the kitchen to look for Ron as she wanted to ask him to serve the food he had prepared. However, she couldn't find Ron. Instead, she found Barton, the worker who was supposed to be in charge of the drinks for the nig
Todd dashed up the stairs and ran towards his room. His heart frantically beat in his chest. Lentils of sweat dripped down his sideburns. He didn't know Frank was listening to his conversation. He had been extremely careful about his connection with Oswald yet it was ruined with just a phone call.He growled as he picked up a vase on the side table and threw it on the floor. The pieces of ceramics scattered on the marbles with a loud crash. Sneering angrily, he stormed towards the balcony in the room.He didn't bother about the little ceramic pieces that crushed underneath his shoes as he walked over them. He walked towards the railing and grasped the cold metal of the railing with all his might."Damn him!" He grumbled under his breath. Seething in anger, he reached out for the pack of cigarettes in his pocket. After lighting up one of them, he blew a few puffs of smoke into the atmosphere, hoping that it would calm
Days passed since Mike was told to keep an eye on Todd. He made sure that Todd didn't leave the mansion without his knowledge. He kept watching his every move discreetly. When he didn't notice anything absurd, he started to listen to his phone calls too. However, he saw nothing to be concerned about."What is the news on Todd? Did you find anything I should worry about?" Frank asked Mike on their way to the shed.Shaking his head, "no, boss. Nothing. He doesn't leave the house much. And if he leaves, it usually will be for work in the shed."Mike's reply wasn't satisfactory. Frank was certain that something was odd. They couldn't have known to attack them at that particular restaurant that night unless they were continuously spying on them or unless Todd had informed them about their whereabouts.Frank narrowed his eyes as he recalled how the masked attacker had groped her that night. He wa