Hello 👋, my lovelies, I'm sorry for not updating on time this week, I'm babysitting my big sis' children for the week, which is why I'm unable to keep my promise but rest assured I will try my best to upload daily. ❤️Love, Fireworks💥
As Trey and Martina went about their business inside the bedroom, Lucas found himself seated in a car parked a block away from Trey's villa. Earlier, upon Martina's departure from the hotel, he had attempted to check if Trey had reached out to them. However, his hopes were dashed when he discovered that their location had been hacked. Frustrated and anxious, he made his way to the parking lot and got into his car with the intention of finding Martina. He reached for his phone and dialed Angelo, asking for Martina's whereabouts. Angelo informed him and also told him that Martina had instructed him to leave her alone at the club. Grateful for the information, Lucas conveyed his thanks and set out to the club location determined to track down Martina and inform her of the situation. As Lucas pulled into the parking lot, his eyes scanned the area and landed on five intimidating bodyguards standing beside three identical cars. He recognized them instantly as Trey's men, and his heart
Trey's hands lunged forward and seized Martina's arms with a firm grip, his fingers digging into her skin as he struggled to contain his emotions. Hurt by her accusations, he spoke in a voice that trembled with pain and disbelief. “I would never, never drug a woman to be with her, especially you, the one I treasure. What I did with you last night was the only way to ease your pain. I've seen women who were drugged with that drug die from extreme arousal if they don't have hours of sex. I thought I could cool you down, but you were freezing. I had to do what was needed to relieve your pain.” Tears that had filled Martina's eyes as she listened to Trey began to fall down her face, and she asked in a teary voice, “Thank you. Are you happy now?” Trey's eyes widened in astonishment as he watched Martina's expression change. She had misunderstood him, and he could see the hurt in her eyes as she shed tears. He quickly tried to explain himself while searching her eyes for any sign of unders
As Lucas approached the villa, he noticed the gate slowly opening. He parked his car in front of the gate and stepped out. Walking to the other side, he opened the door for Martina, who seemed a bit uneasy. Upon closer inspection, he noticed finger marks on her arms, bite marks, and hickeys on her neck, which made him frown. Nevertheless, he remained composed and helped Martina into the car, resting his hand on her back. Martina smiled at him, thanking him for his help. Unbeknownst to them, on the second floor of Trey's villa, Trey stood by his bedroom window holding a pair of binoculars, spying on Martina and Lucas. He had been watching Martina and Lucas at the gate, seething with rage at the sight of Lucas placing his hand on Martina's back. Trey's anger grew as he continued to watch them. He clenched his fists in frustration, his mind racing with thoughts of betrayal and revenge that Lucas should watch out for. Trey had been struggling to come to terms with his feelings for M
Inside the kitchen, Mrs. Cooper called for a maid to keep an eye on the simmering food, so she could go and tend to Luis. She led him back to his room, hoping he would drift off to sleep once more. The little guy had waited till it was midnight to see Trey, so he went to sleep late. As she left the kitchen, she made a mental note to share her discovery with Trey after putting Luis to sleep. However, when Mrs. Cooper and Luis entered the room, Trey walked out of his room immaculately dressed in a three-piece suit. The opened button on his chest revealed a series of intricate tattoos that contrasted perfectly with his attire. Trey promptly left the room and descended the stairs, where he saw Diego walking in with a confused expression on his face. On noticing Diego's expression, he inquired, "What's with the face?" Diego expressed his observation, "I thought I saw Lisa getting into a car at the gate," to which Trey replied, "Yes, it was her." Diego's eyes widened as he aske
Martina was about to leave the car when Lucas interrupted her. "Yesterday, after you left, I discovered that we have been hacked," he said. "Moreover, I replied to some emails on your behalf. You'll have to go to the hospital at 2 in the afternoon. The faster you work, the earlier the young master will be returned." Martina nodded and inquired, "What have you done about the hacking situation?" Martina asked, even though she had a growing sense of suspicion towards Lucas; she tried her best to remain composed. If it was indeed him from before, she didn't want to give him any reason to be wary of her until she could uncover the truth. Despite her inner turmoil, she maintained a calm and collected demeanor, hoping to keep her suspicions at bay and avoid giving anything away. Because after all, Lucas is very good to her; she might be mistaken for all she knows. Lucas replied, "I asked Angelo to find a new place for us, and he found an apartment. We'll be moving there soon. Since the
- At the base - Trey was reviewing the footage of the interaction between Fausto and the server from the club when he suddenly hit his fist on the desk in frustration. "Damn, I can't believe I forgot about him! I actually saw him following her inside the club. And to think he had sinister thoughts about what belongs to me?" he exclaimed. Trey was visibly upset as he realized the extent of Fausto's intentions towards Martina. “Take some men to go and bring me that bastard. I've been too lenient with him.” Simon acknowledged his boss's orders with a "Yes, boss," and Trey continued to watch the footage, deep in thought about how to handle the situation. Diego's voice interrupted his deep thoughts, pulling him back to reality. "Trey, it's past 1 pm. Don't you think it would be better if you were there?" he asked. Trey furrowed his brows and responded in a cold tone, "I don't want to be anywhere near that scheming woman. Now that Lisa is back, I won't give Lisa a reason to doubt
My dearest readers, I want to apologize for my absence over the past three days. I was babysitting three kids who were lovely but also quite troublesome. They literally cried together, which made it difficult for me to focus on my writing. I was physically and emotionally drained and couldn't think straight, and when I had free time. I would often fall asleep while trying to write a few lines. I want to give a shout-out to all the moms out there who are doing an amazing job. You deserve all the love and appreciation in the world. I am now fully recovered and will be updating my story twice a day starting tomorrow at 4 pm GMT. I also created a TikTok account and posted some AI-generated pictures of Trey and Lisa to create a video. If you're interested, you can check it out at AuthorFireworks. Thank you for your patience and understanding. ❤️ Fireworks 💥
Dr. Dwayne stood frozen, his mind unable to comprehend what was happening before him. Lisa's outburst had caught him off guard, and he couldn't fathom what could have caused such a rage. Lisa, with a fierce look on her face, demanded, "Where is Trey?!" Her voice echoed through the hallway, sending chills down everyone's spine. “Madam, please you can't go inside,” “Brad! If you dare try to stop me again, I will kill you,” Her tone was cold enough that it sent shivers down Brad who was trained to stand any situation spine as he tried to stop her from entering the ward. Diego, however, didn't do anything, since he was lost in his own thoughts, contemplating what Trey would do to him if he found out. “Madam, you need to calm down?” Brad said, “Brad, you don't want to be on the wrong side of my rage, step aside!” Realizing his attempt to calm her down, only seemed to further infuriate her more. He decided to let things happen on their own accord since his attempts to stop Lisa
Two pairs of piercing eyes stared back at each other; the man's eyes were fierce and dark, while the woman's were moist and reddened. Their stares were so intense, as if they were under a spell and neither of them could look away, as if being pulled in by a powerful magnetic force. Just then, the man's eyebrows curved, and that snapped the woman back to her senses. Like a deer being chased by a leopard, Michelle turned and ran away at an abnormal speed. “Michelle…?” Luis breathed, "Michelle changed her hair color?” he muttered with a dumbfounded expression on his face. Realizing he was letting Michelle get away, Luis cursed throatily as he got to his feet and chased after her. “Fuck, I have to find her!” Feeling flustered, Michelle, who was desperate to get away from Luis, ran to the restroom to hide; however, in her desperation, she ran into the men's room unaware. Luis saw her enter the male washroom and frowned as he began to walk over. “Boss? What happened?” Luis' personal b
“Are you better now? There's somewhere I need to be right this instance; get out,” Octavio said flatly. Clara, shocked by Octavio's words, gasped as she turned to look at his face with a disbelief expression. What hurt her most was how Octavio stared back at her with an expressionless face. Clara's heart shook violently from the pain, and she abruptly got up as if being chased by a group of thugs. She reached for the door with a shaky hand, but it was locked, yet she didn't ask Octavio to open it for her. There was a click, and she tried again; the door opened, and she hurriedly got out, tightly holding his suit around her body protectively. However, Clara's legs gave out under her the moment she stepped out of the car. She was about to fall when two strong hands caught her steady. She looked up and was met with Marco's bloodshot eyes, and more tears began to fall down her face. “Marco, please help me out of…” Clara didn't finish speaking when Marco carried her in his arms. She bu
After the topic regarding the necklace, Octavio took Clara to a 5-star restaurant, and they ate. During the meal, he kept looking at Clara every now and then, making her feel giddy with all sorts of emotions.Clara could feel the butterflies fluttering in her stomach, making her smile shyly as she sneaked glances at Octavio's handsome face.“Is my princess shy?” Octavio asked with a hint of playfulness in his voice. Clara, who was caught, immediately denied shaking her head eagerly, her already tinted cheeks turning more crimson.“No!” Clara stated firmly.“Really, then why do you keep avoiding my gaze?” Octavio asserted.“No, I didn't…!” Clara exclaimed, and due to her nervousness, her voice came out slightly raised.“Hey, princess,” Octavio said, placing a hand on Clara hand on top of the table and squeezing it gently as he muttered in a soothing manner,“Calm down; I understand it if you're uncomfortable. I wait till you're ready to take that step forward. I love you, princess, and
The meeting went on with an intense atmosphere that a knife could slice through as shivers trickled down the spine of everyone seated in the conference room; beads of cold sweat formed on their foreheads as they watched the silent but loud glaring battle that seemed to be ongoing between Luis and Alan, the two greek god-like men in the room, each time their fierce gaze met. ~~~ The meeting ended successfully, and the partnership was formed. The two men had no option but to sign the partnership, as each of their fathers had formed this alliance years ago, but it had always been verbal, and now they had signed it. As Luis watched Alan and his staff walk away, he felt the strong urge to kill; he wanted to vent out the rage he had been holding in since the three hours he laid his eyes on Alan. He wanted to go to the base and use some of the captives as punching bags, but he knew inwardly that wouldn't help, judging by the huge bump in his pants. The moment he saw Alan, all he could thi
~ One month later ~ Alan looked at the hesitant expression on Michelle's face and questioned with his eyes narrowed suspiciously, “Michelle? I would have believed you if you had just told me you didn't want to come to the meeting with me.” He realized her behavior had been strange since the previous day. “What? Alan, how can you say that?” Michelle said with a disbelief expression. However, after three years of living together, Alan could tell Michelle was hiding something. “Michelle?” he said in a firm voice. “Okay, fine, I didn't want to tell you this, but um, your birthday is in a month,” Michelle began as she thought of what to say. “So… I had made some special arrangements with… Ann, Annalisa. Yes, I requested a custom-made suit. She wants me to come with your measurements today,” Michelle explained as she looked at Alan's face from the corner of her eye to see if he was buying her new excuse. “You believe me, right?” she asked, because she herself wasn't sure what she was
Michelle still reported to work even after Alan asked her not to. It was lunchtime, and Mitchell was asleep, so she decided to go and get lunch since she didn't eat breakfast. ~ Twenty minutes later, Michelle returned to her office. But her heart skipped a beat when she didn't find Mitchell in his bed. “Mitchell…?” She muttered in a panicked voice as she turned and headed out. Michelle searched all the small office cubicles on the floor and the studio where a photoshoot was ongoing, but she couldn't find him. Michelle started to panic when she realized she hadn't checked Alan's office. She knew Mitchell couldn't open Alan's office door on his own, but maybe he went there to look for Alan? She thought as she ran toward his office. The moment Michelle turned the corner to Alan's office, a wave of relief washed over her when she saw Mitchell on Alan's lap. She composed herself and approached the door and knocked. Alan and Mitchell turned their heads to the door at the sou
In a mansion located on the outskirts of town, the sound of a crying child filled the dining room, and a man dressed in a three-piece suit held the boy in his arms as he tried to calm the crying child. “Michelle?!” Alan called out. “I’m almost done!” Michelle cried from the kitchen. “Hear that, champion? Your mummy is almost finished with your breakfast…” Mitchell, at Alan’s voice, stopped crying, looking at Alan’s face, but continued to cry the moment Alan stopped talking. “Here, give him to me!” Michelle said, urgency lacing her voice as she placed the purée she had prepared on the table. She sat down and stretched out her hands to Alan. Alan handed Mitchell to her as she started feeding him. “So are you bringing him to work?” Alan asked. “Yes…!” Michelle answered briefly. “But you haven’t done that before?” Alan raised a question at Michelle's answer. “I know, that’s why he’s staying with you,” Michelle clarified, and Alan demanded, “Me?” “Yes, you.” Alan, at Michelle's
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. “Mother?” 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. “Did you miss me?” Martina asked, and Luis shook his head, seemingly in a trance state as he replied. “No, I mean, yes, so much?” Martina smiled and said, “I miss you more; welcome back, son.” “Than
“Ahh, 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