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All Chapters of Resisting Boundaries : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

4 Chapters

Prologue

"But baby I miss you, you promised me you'd come over this week." Idris winced at the long-drawn and high-pitched voice from his phone which was on speaker. Then he rolled his eyes, his thumbs kept assaulting the game pad.   "Idris, are you not hearing me? Idris?" There was movement on the other end, she was obviously searching for a spot for better signal. Idris pinched his nose then sighed, "I can hear you Ronke, I can't come because I have to do some stuffs with my mom."   "Are you sure?" Idris raised his eye brow and glared at his phone, irritated. He returned to his game but Ronke was being a bother. "Or is it the sex? Was it bad?"   "Jesus!" He scooped his phone and took it off speaker, anyone from his family could be eavesdroppin
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Chapter One

   The Mundane club was exclusive for one reason only, the secrets of the eligible were to the grave, never to be told in any form. In the busy, sleek and chaotic streets of New York, the esteemed club stood tall, underground. Its disguise was a luscious club, known for its top notch entertainment. No one ever suspected another layer of seduction and pleasure underneath. The club was run by a ghost, nobody could boldly say who the owner was. So when he strode in, right in the middle of a birthday bash with every male and female stripper serving fantasies on a platter. His bulky shoulders, chiseled arms and adoring chest moved with a finesse that wasn't missed, instead it hit every feminine appeal and some masculine but to them he was just another billionaire moving through the crowd.  Yet the predator was unbothered, although very aware of his allure, it was a flaw he had come
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Chapter Two

"I don't pay you to tell me what isn't possible. Either you get the deal closed or you're done." Shane met his father behind his large brown wooden desk, his hand firm on the arm of his larger chair and the other squeezing the cells out of his phone. He swore loudly and flung his phone on the desk. It landed on the right side of a photograph of him and Felicia.    "Father." Shane moved to take a seat opposite his old man who could still spit fire like a dragon.    Mark glanced at his son. Indeed he was proud of the clay he had moulded, into a powerful presence. He offered a glass of red wine to his exact replica who accepted then he began to pace. "That was about Omega, that deal is the one move that is capable to making the company a fucking bedrock for eternity. Someone is giving out information we don't have." He stopped
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Chapter Three

  Antonio's vision did a slow burn towards the magnificent pool at the backyard of his mansion. He sat in a large balcony, alone with a glass of scotch. It wasn't the pool that attracted the wealthy man in his late fifties, it was the creature that used her voluptuous physique like a paint brush in the water, each stroke was like art under the sun.   Delicate and celestial under the sun, the angelic female was as bewitching as she was divine. Her dark skin masked the sunlight and radiated with it. Wild hair in the water, she came to the edge and with a stride made for only the sirens, she stepped out of the pool and covered her derriere with a towel and took another to dry her hair. Her full, peachy breast from her swimsuit was the only pleasure of sight Antonio got. He took a drink from his glass, his eyes still on her like she would disappear if he blinked. Then he left his exquisite balcony to greet his house guest and most prized position at the moment.
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