But the person laughing, Lisa could never forget that voice. âValerieâŠ?â âYes, cousin,â she said in a taunting voice, âHow have you been? It has been a while since I heard from you.â âValerie, where is Trey? I need to speak to him; can you please pass him the phone?â Valerie made weird faces, twisting her lips as she listened to Lisa speak. Does Lisa think she is stupid? Why would she give the phone to Trey? She wouldn't do that, even if he was in front of her, not to mention he wasn't here. âOhh, I'm sorry, Lisa, but Trey can't answer the phone right now; he's in the shower,â Valerie said, her voice sounding concerned. âIf he is taking a shower? Why are you there?â Lisa asked in a shaking voice. If he was showering and Valerie was with him, it only meant one thing: they were together right now and inside the same room. How could Trey do that to her? âDon't be silly, Lisa, you know Trey divorced you so he could be with me. What do you think I'm doing! with him right now?â She
Back In the restroom inside the city hospital, Lisa was clutching her chest tightly with her hand as tears kept running down her cheeks; her blouse was crumpled due to the excessive squeezing by Lisa and was wet from the continuous tears that kept falling down her face. She was in bottomless despair, and the pain was unbearable. She was regretting leaving Trey; she should have fought a little more. If she had thought the pain she felt back at the hotel when she saw Trey together with Valerie was unbearable, then she was wrong; what she was feeling now was the worst. Knowing that Trey married Valerie was killing her. Lisa kept sobbing loudly, oblivious to the fact that others may be present in the restroom and may hear her. Outside the restroom, Susan had been standing outside the restroom for a long time, but Lisa still hadn't walked out yet, and she was starting to worry as to why she had watched many people get in and out of the restroom, but Lisa hadn't come out. Precisely then, t
âDad and Mum?â Lisa uttered in surprise. As she stared at the photo in her hand, she began to recall a memory from 15 years ago. She was very little at that time, but since her father had taught her to understand the world, so as little as she was, she understood what was happening at that time. ~~~ âMy beautiful Martina, you know Daddy loves you very much, right?â Don Luis asked as he tickled Martina, who was seated on his lap. She could not answer her dad because she was so immersed in the sensation of being tickled; she laughed uncontrollably. She managed to speak to her dad with some difficulties. âI love you too, Daddy,â she said. Just then, her mom strolled into the living room and said, âLa miel (honey), sheâs going to pee herself if you donât stop,â Martina called out to her mom to come to her rescue. âMom, help meeee,â she said through giggles. Her mom walked over to them and then helped to release her daughter from her husbandâs clutches. âLa Miel, I want to speak to
Three weeks later at Pearl City Hospital. Beep Beep Beep The beeping sounds from the multiple cardiac monitors in the emergency ward could be heard from outside the ward. At the far end of the general emergency ward, the frail body of a child could be seen lying in a hospital bed. Her small face was swollen while her forehead and neck had been bandaged; an IV drip was inserted into the back of her hand, an infusion her body relied on to keep it hydrated, and a pulse oximeter was attached to her thumb to measure her heartbeat and respiratory conditions. âNo! Itâs been 3 weeks now, but youâre still informing me of the exact excuse,â a man said angrily. His patience was running out; he lost his beloved sister, together with her husband. He was grateful their daughter survived, but since he read on the news three weeks ago about the accident and arrived at the hospital, he had been told the same old story, but now he's out of patience and won't take âeverything is fineâ for an answ
The instant Lisa's question registered in Susan's mind, her heart skipped a beat, making her buckle, âWhat?â âNo, what I meant to say is, Antonio and I got engaged when we were little,â Lisa explained, giving her the benefit of the doubt. âYes, Susan, Lisa is the surviving daughter of Don Luis,â Don Antonio said. âWow, Lisa,â Susan exclaimed excitedly, âit turns out I was right about you.â âWhat do you mean?â Lisa asked, puzzled. âWhen I first saw you, I thought you looked familiar, but I didn't know why; now I know why,â she grinned. âMartina, it's me, Susannah, your friend. We both attended grade school; we ate and shared our lunch. We were always together in school.â Lisa smiled and said, âI'm sorry, Susan, I do not remember that, but donât worry; Iâll try to remember,â Lisa said, and they embraced each other. âDon Antonio, earlier, you said you wanted to talk about something?â Lisa asked. âYeah, about that,â Antonio sighed and made a gesture with his hand, implying that t
âIâm so exhausted,â Martina said, yawning as she slumped onto the couch. âI did not! Sign up for this,â she scolded, settling deeper into the couch and inhaling a long breath. âI'm sorry, bestie, Antonio and I thought it would be best if you became more acquainted with the employees; it has been two years since you were introduced to them, yet they know little about you. We thought it was a good idea,â Susan explained to justify their actions, taking her seat next to Martina. Martina sighed and turned her head to face Susan. âI understand, but you're aware of the situation I'm currently in. I need to be there for Clara; she needs me here,â Martina explained worriedly; she couldn't abandon the well-being of her child for the company. She ought to be there for her children as well. She didn't want to imagine what would happen should she leave her daughter alone. She would be traumatized to know her ignorance caused her daughter to be in a dire predicament. âNo, Martina, you got it
Hello, my dearest reader, Iâm sorry đą đ for not updating in the previous days, something came up, thank you all for bearing with me.Please be rest assured that I will be updating tomorrow. Iâm also trying to come up with a constant timetable that I would be updating on a daily basis and decided to update at 2 PM GMT every day. I will be updating two chapters at the stated time tomorrow as compensation for not updating for two days. Please while you wait, leave a comment, and let me know your thoughts on the book so far.Thank you all for your understanding. â€ïž Fireworksđ„
- Country A - In a suite on the tenth floor of Leisureq Hotel, Fausto stood in the kitchen cooking in only his briefs, with an apron tied around his lean waist, his masculine broad back scratched with finger marks left by Valerie last night during their intense lovemaking. He woke in the late hours of the morning due to the exercise from last night; they went to bed after midnight. He came to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, if it could be considered as one, before Valerie woke up. 30 minutes later, after setting the meals on the table, Fausto turned to go and wake Valerie, but saw Valerie walking out of the bedroom door wearing his white t-shirt that reached her mid-thigh, giving him a glimpse of her sexy legs the moment he turned around; her hair was messy from last night's adventure, and there isn't an area in the suite where they didn't have sex. Valerie approached him with a smile, tiptoed, and placed a kiss on his lips. âGood morning,â she said after breaking the kiss. â
It was a few minutes past eight in the morning when Luis woke up. He went into the shower and took a long shower after jerking off. After getting dressed, he headed downstairs. However, upon reaching his living room, he heard some movements coming from the kitchen. There were no maids in the house, so who could that be? Selena? When did Selena learn how to cook? He thought as he walked to the kitchen to investigate, but he stopped at the entrance when he saw who was standing inside the kitchen cooking. âMother?â Martina turned to face her son with a warm smile. She looked as stunning as always, with her long straight hair falling down her back, her light makeup, and as usual, a red lipstick. She looked beautiful; it was like she was growing younger by the day instead of vice versa.âDid you miss me?â Martina asked, and Luis shook his head, seemingly in a trance state as he replied.âNo, I mean, yes, so much?â Martina smiled and said,âI miss you more; welcome back, son.â âThank you
âAhh, Luis...! Gentle, please..." A fully naked Selena, whose back was wet with sweat dripping down, her blonde hair firmly twisted in Luis' firm grip, cried out, her breath labored as Luis slammed ruthlessly into her from behind. Luis grunted, pulling out and slamming into Selena, his hand connecting with her already red ass and spanking it hard. Selena gasped at the sting, her throbbing pussy clenching Luis' dick; she could feel herself getting to the edge once again, just then, Luis drove his dick into her with force, and that did it, her grip on the dining table weakening as she rested her forehead on it, her body trembling. Her legs, which were spread apart, badly quivering from the pleasure. Selena closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensation as Luis continued thrusting inside her, his dick filling and widening her pussy with his thickness, all her strength drained, causing her legs to weaken, and she collapsed on the dining table panting. Luis continued thrusting into her
The tequilas began to take effect on Clara, and she found herself lost in the rhythm of the music; her body was beginning to sweat with each move she made. With the alcohol controlling her, Clara didn't mind the bumping and grinding from the people close to her, even though she realized her friends were nowhere in sight, and those bumping into her were strangers. But then, Clara felt people move away from her; without bother, she continued to dance, swaying her body to the beat, but was startled to a halt when a pair of rough hands wrapped the exposed skin on her belly, stroking it. Clara's breath hitched when the hands started to trace down her hips, stroking her exposed thighs. The action in a weird way was providing a soothing feeling to Clara's tired muscles as it trails back higher and higher. She involuntarily leaned into the comfort it was giving her; she began to sway her hips. Maybe it was the alcohol boosting her courage, but she started to grind her ass on the man behind
~An hour later~ Michelle's eyes shot open at the soft murmur of voices near her. She blinked several times, trying to orient herself in the blinding hospital room. Relief washed over her when she saw Alanâs familiar face. âMy love, you are awake,â Alan said, a warm smile breaking through the tension on his face as he gently cupped Michelle's cheek with his hand, his touch both comforting and tender. However, panic seeped into Michelle's voice as she recalled the events leading up to her awakening. âWhere is Luis? Didnât he bring me to the hospital?â Michelle asked, urgency lacing her words, her heart racing at the thought of Luis. A glint of confusion crossed Alan's face as he studied her. âMy love, who is he, and why are you so worried about him, instead of your well-being?â Curiosity laced his tone, mingled with an undercurrent of anxiety. Michelle hesitated for a moment, the weight of her feelings pressing down on her. âHe is the man I love, the father of my baby.â Her conf
âMichelle!â Alan shouted, his voice laced with panic as he dashed toward her. The moment he reached her, he bent down, his strong arms encircling her petite frame, cradling her gently against his chest. âLuisâŠâ she murmured, her voice barely a whisper before her eyes fluttered shut and she slipped into unconsciousness, her body limp in his hold. Without wasting time, Alan raced towards his car, and his chauffeur, standing by, promptly opened the door for him, and he wasted no time in getting inside, keeping Michelle secure in his arms.âDamn it, sheâs bleeding,â he exclaimed, his heart racing as his gaze fell upon the darkening crimson stain spreading across his hand beneath her head. Panic surged through him. âDrive faster!â he yelled, urgency gripping his every word as he felt the weight of the moment pressing heavily on him.~âĄ~An hour earlier, a sleek black Ferrari roared to a halt at the iron gates of the Castillo mansion. One of the bodyguards stationed at the entrance approac
The sleek black car Michelle was riding in came to a halt in front of the grand stone church, its polished exterior gleaming in the soft glow of the afternoon sun. A bodyguard stepped forward, pulling open the door. Inhaling a deep breath to steady her racing heart, Michelle stepped out of the car, her elegant mermaid wedding gown flowing around her like a cascade of delicate lace and satin. The intricate beading sparkled, catching the light with every subtle movement she made. As soon as she stepped out, a bright voice pierced through the air. âMy beautiful best friend!â Clara exclaimed, her eyes filled with joy. âClara? You came? I thought you wouldn't make it." Michelleâs voice trembled with emotion, tears welling up in her eyes as she rushed into Clara's welcoming embrace. Clara wrapped her arms tightly around Michelle. âI couldnât miss it for the world!â Clara said, her smile radiant. âSeeing my best friend standing here in her breathtaking wedding gown is a moment I simp
Alan was seated behind his desk, exuding an air of authority that filled the room. His sharp, handsome features were framed by transparent glasses that perched on his nose, giving him an appearance of both intellect and charm, as his blue eyes were fixed on the conference meeting unfolding on his laptop screen. The room was filled with a hushed, tense atmosphere as board members engaged in serious discussions, the glow of the laptop casting a soft light across his focused expression. Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud bang, breaking the silence. Michelle stormed in, her cheeks flushed with anger and her eyes blazing. âAlan, how dare you! How could you make a decision regarding my life without my consent?!â she shouted, her voice echoing off the walls. Alan, momentarily distracted from the serious matters on his laptop, looked up, taking in her fiery demeanor. The board members shifted uncomfortably in their seats, their gazes dropping to their notes, avoiding the swirling t
Alan returned to the clinic a few minutes later after Michelle left and decided to find her. On the way to her hostel, he saw a girl holding Michelle by the arm and hurried toward them. Just a few feet from them, he heard the girl's shameless statement. He was going to ask her to stop talking trash when she pushed Michelle. His heart raced as he secured his arms around Michelle's petite frame.âAre you alright?â he asked Michelle after steadying her. âI'm fine. Thank you.â Michelle said as the tears she had been holding back since she found out about her pregnancy came running down her face.âYou girls should be ashamed of yourselves. Falsely accusing someone and trying to hurt her? Do you know what I do to girls like you who bully others?â Alan asked in a menacing voice, a deadly expression the girls had never seen before plastered on his usually calm face. The girls took a few steps back, a wave of fear surrounding them.However, Michelle, wanting to vent her frustration, approache
Knock Knock The faint sound of a knock at the door resonated through Principal Whiteâs office; he looked up and saw Michelle standing outside his door. âCome in,â he said. âGood afternoon, Principal White,â Michelle greeted with a hint of nervousness in her voice. The principal gestured toward the chair positioned in front of his desk, his expression serious yet inviting. âPlease, have a seat, Miss Agrilla,â he replied, his tone firm but tinged with a touch of concern. âThank you,â Michelle said softly, settling into the chair and placing her hands on her lap, trying to maintain her composure as she fidgeted with her fingers. âMiss Agrilla,â Principal White began, his eyes studying her intently, âit has come to my attention that you have developed a troubling habit of dozing off during lectures. As your principal, I felt it necessary to bring you in today to understand what might be causing this issue. And let me be clear: if this continues, I will have to involve your p