All Chapters of MARRED: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

. The sudden blast ripped her eyes away from his as they both stared in the direction where it came from, at a distance a slender figure emerged from the array of trees, she sashayed, swaying her hips so confidently as if she owned the place, Alice couldn't make out exactly who she was, but looking again at Sunday he didn't seem bothered, the closer the mysterious lady got, the more Alice could make out her features, she had a slim but strong pose, a blue jean tightened against her hips, and a white polo top hugged her posterior, she wore dark shades that made it impossible to see her eyes, and for some reason she could already picture what her back side looked like, this was inappropriate, there were other important things, like how she had almost been raped, what happened to her abductors, if they had a lead on Fasting, or what could be done to give her her life back, she hadn't imagined that instead of all those details she would be more concerned about a complete strang

Alice couldn't bring herself to sleep even though she needed it, she was so worried about them it made her head throb, she wondered how dangerously foolish the plan was, as if walking into the lion's den wasn't enough, they had to call the devil to be a spectator. Fasting was dangerous on his own without having to lure the CSS, even if no one noticed them because of the mask, anything could happen, someone could easily just rip it off their faces and that would be it for them, that would be the end of it, and the more she thought about it, the more it made no sense, but again theses weren't just ordinary people, they were trained agents, prepared for anything, surely they would be able to handle it if anything went rouge, surely, she hoped, but even that didn't do much to douse the flames of her anxiety. Staring at the ceiling, that obviously looked as expensive as virtually almost everything in the house did, she wondered again if the operation was going as plan

There wasn't any room for mistakes, Sunday and his team would only have one chance to grab Achademsi and his body guards, and only a few minutes to impersonate them before Fasting would realize they were imposters. As soon as the elevator doors sealed shut, Sunday, Susan and Reuben took to the stairs, and David helped them track Achademsi, they communicated with the mini earphones he had handed them earlier, and he told them the exact floor Achademsi was heading to, the second floor. They arrived just in time to catch Achademsi leave the elevator, he walked into the bar, and a young lady guided him and his guards to a seat. The bar was filled with people, Fasting had deliberately arranged this meeting with Achademsi in this particular place, at this particular time of the day, the more people around, the fewer the chances would be of him getting caught by the CSS, blending in the crowd would help make his escape a quick and easy one.

             Sunday thought nothing could possibly make him hate fasting more than he already did, for his whole life, and for the most part of the period he had worked with the CSS, his sole mission had always been to find Fasting and his goons, and put an end to their drug ring, but unfortunately, that had led to him neglecting his own family, himself, and his sister.            After loosing both their parents, she was all he had left, and yet he couldn't even keep her safe, he had failed her, he had failed in his promise to protect her.            Catching Fasting wasn't just about accomplishing his mission anymore, it wasn't just about his ego or settling a score, this was way personal, it was about avenging his sister, and right now that was all that mattered to him.           In the end h

         " Here you go, " Susan said, gently pressing her hands on Achademsi's shoulders as he sat on the toilet.           She wiped his wet pants, slowly moving her fingers up his thighs, and he very much obliged her, until he just couldn't handle the arousal anymore, she made him feel things he had little control over, and like most men would react to the touch of a plumb, endowed woman, Achademsi's reaction was no different.           He grabbed Susan's hand suddenly, and from the way he looked at her, she knew what he wanted.            In less than a minute, he pressed his lips against hers and hugged her body to the wall, caressing as many parts of her as he could get his hands on, she didn't draw back, in fact she held on to him, and pressed her body to his even more.