All Chapters of Alan Poza (The mad man of Valencia): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Lauryn sat before a huge table, marvelled at the plethora of food spread over the long twelve seater dining table. Zach and Pippa too. The children giggled as they looked around the huge table, having never sat at a table that big and seen food that much.It had been a whole day since they were rescued by whomever rescued them and Lauryn was yet to see any signs of danger. It had taken hours of the woman huddled up with her grandchildren before trying to fall asleep but when she did, her body gave into the need to sleep the adrenaline off. It was such a relief to wake up with her grandkids still in her arms.“You're not hungry?”, That deep voice that could only belong to Alan spoke up.He came into sight, in all his formal glory, sporting a black dress shirt that was neatly tucked into a black dress pants.The three of them stared at him, causing him to squirm a little at the attention of two children and their granny who looked like she couldn't trust him one bit….well.“Hi”, Zach pu

The type of laughter that filled Alan's house had never been heard in that house before. A child's laughter, giggles and cheerful screams. Children's feet stomping around and chasing eaching other with whatever they felt like, harmless things of course.Lauryn felt lighter that even the children contacted the good vibes and were having a good day. Lauryn knew that her daughters were coming back and somehow trusted Alan to get the job done so when she woke up that morning she filled tupperwares with food, cleaned the whole house, cleaned the children up and put them in one of the best clothes that was bought with Alan's money.Pippa had run up to her grandmother who was in good spirits and whispered happily in her ear.“I can't wait to see my mummy and aunt Brie”, she beamed a beautiful toothless smile at the woman who smiled softly and brought her into a hug.“Oooo huggies”, Zach had screamed and ran into them, joining their hug when they welcomed him with good natured chuckles.The c

Alan was really trying his best to focus but his eyes was straying to a certain redhead. He hissed and tugged on his tie to relieve himself of the building strain on his neck.His phone rang and he picked it up and ran his hands through his dark curls.“Yes”, he gritted into the reciever.He waited for a bit while the other person said something to him.“Bring him to the fifth floor then”, he gritted out again and dropped the call.Why did Freya choose today of all days to use the pool and as a result had to be in a swim suit that was doing everything to his focus today? Infact why did his choose to work upstairs today?He took a deep breath and went back to work.Freya wouldn't lie and say that she didn't feel the eyes on her. She could feel the cold glare nipping on the nape of her neck but couldn't care less.She was not going to deny some sort of pull going on between them. Right from when she knew him as Eben she had always felt like she should get into bed with him and have him

“I'm telling you, he likes you”, Bridget's voice rang out in exasperation while Lauryn and Amina chuckled. What was happening was a case of four hot women spread out on the grass in a park, watching a boy on sugar rush and a giddy girl play around with new friends. Amina had dragged Dahlia along with her since the latter just seems to stare out of space and flinch here and there and so far, she seemed relaxed. She even gave subtle smiles here and there. “I am not talking about Alan on my day off”, Freya sighed. “Day off from what?”, Amina asked, an amused smile on her face. “From him”, Freya sassed, earning a chuckle from her. “Amina he's your boss. What do you think of my theory?”, Bridget asked, much to the exasperation of her sister. “Jesus Christ”, Freya groaned. “He has been my boss for only three months or so, I don't know anything about the man except for when he was being nerdy lover boy, nobody does. I'm no help here”, Amina giggled. Lauryn had a smile on her face, w

“I'm tired of it Alan”, Freya's small figure followed Alan into the garden or for better understanding, ran after Alan who walked to the garden with very long strides.“Slow down will you?”, Freya huffed and he actually stopped and turned around to look at her.“I said no and that's final”, Alan replied her earlier statement.“You are not God, Alan”, Freya huffed again.“And God is not here to protect you, I am”, Alan retorted.“Oh he's using you to do the job since he can't be here physically”, Freya shrugged and crossed her hands across her chest, not missing how his eyes drifted down to her breasts before trailing up her neck to her lips and then her eyes.“Nobody is using me”, Alan retorted.“You never can tell”, Freya shrugged again.“Freya you are not leaving this house and that's final”, Alan stated and turned around to continue his walk across the garden but this time, keeping his strides shorter.“I can't stay cooped up in here like a prisoner all year long Alan”, Freya fell