“Hey, where have you been?” Elaine looked with puffed up eyes and a red face, at the guy who was sneaking inside the hospital room.
She was holding a pile of laundry in her hand as she glared at the man with red eyes full of questions.
“Oops, I was caught right?” Michel who was still dressed in his hospital gown with a bandage around his stomach looked at Elaine with a half embarrassed and half smiling face.
“What do you think?” Elaine rolled her eyes as she proceeded to keep the folded laundry in the wardrobe.
Although he was caught sneaking, his face showed no sign of remorse or regret. In contrast, he seemed to be a little happy about it.
No matter what he did, it seemed to him that he could not run away from his lover’s eyes.
It kind of made him happy.
“Well, I am back, aren’t I?” He winked while hiding something in his hand. He was holding something in his hand that he had gotten after sneaking out.
He placed his h
Elaine’s eyelid fluttered open as she felt his hot breath in her ear, making her a bit ticklish. It was winter, however, right now she felt like she was living in mid-summer. The heat surrounding her was enough to melt her. She moved her hand, her fingertips traced a straight line on his masculine back, caressing every muscle before finally reaching his nape. The heat was getting to her mind, making her delirious. However, she followed her desire to give everything to the man she loved, Michael, while taking everything she could from him. Feeling his soft but firm lips against her own, she blushed a bit. Even this small amount of intimacy caused her endless pleasure. Yet, it was just the beginning.
After two years A beautiful and well-maintained Villa was in sight. It was surrounded by a huge plain land that was filled with beautiful flowers and plants. The whole scene looked quite mesmerizing and enchanting. The sun was high up in the sky by was slowly moving towards the western hills to hide itself amongst the clouds, painting the whole sky golden and a bright shade of red. One would probably call this setting romantic or better, a beautiful scene right out of a fairy tale. Few people were walking in the ground as they busily moved their hands to do the things that needed a lot of manpower and time to do. These people were dressed in neat and ironed maid and butler dresses. But no matter how much they tried to look like well-established gentlemen who were lending hand to the maids to work around, one could see their piercings and tattoos that looked fiercer in contrast
Everything looks perfect. It was the perfect evening with the perfect scene of the evening sun that was setting on the horizon. Peace, serenity and contentment; a mixture of all these feelings overflew within Elaine as she looked at the silent beach while silently looking at the constant ebb of the waves. How long it had been since they saw something like this together, she wondered as her hands travelled to touch the back of Michael’s hand that was resting on her lap. Two figures stayed in silence that was equivalent to their inner peace and satisfaction on a bench near the sea looking at the seagulls that were flying on the great bluish red horizon. “Thank you for being with me all this time,” Elaine smiled as she looked at the profile view of Michael who had a faint smile on his well chiseled face. It was their 5th year of marriage; according to some people this amount of time was more than enough for th
Thunders and lightning lashed out in anger in the dark black sky that was crying as if mourning death of someone. A woman in her twenties stood still as she looked at the injured man in the hospital bed, her eyes dried out and her voice hoarse. Tears could fall down no more and her voice could cry out no more. All she could do was stare at the man as if she had lost her soul and life. She was listless. But she herself was in no good condition. Big and small wounds covered her from head to feet, her clothes tattered and battered as if she had been in some kind of struggke. She clutched the hand of the man with her tiny shaking hands. "How come all this happened...How are we so unlucky....Why you always have to suffer for others.." She complained and cursed with her sore throat. "If only I had never met you...you..." She broke down as if her heart was going to stop any moment. "If only I had never left my village.." A pain
"Shit! I am already late", Elaine couldn't help swearing as she searched her locker again to only find the trouser right inside there. 'Ha' she thought 'I might be going mad right?' It wasn't in her character to swear like that. She hurriedly clasped her hands on her mouth as if she had said something really terrible. 'Well whatever', she thought, after all only god was the one listening to her. But even god couldn't save her from her manager's wrath if she delayed any longer. Carrying her bag on her back she ran at full speed towards the convenience store where she did her part time job. "Oh, welcome ma'am", her manager greeted her with a smile showing her front two crooked teeth. "You are pretty early today. It would have been better if you had taken your sweet time coming. But since you are here would you like me to serve you a cup of coffee or perhaps tea?" "What do you say, Ma'am?" She emphasized her sentence at the end pressuring already sweating Elaine
Once inside the house she threw the person she was carrying onto the couch panting. Looking at the sorry figure of that person she decided to help at first. "Heavy!!" Elaine let out a grunt when the burden finally left her back. The first thing she had to do was take off the clothes. Whether it was a girl or a boy, it didn't matter. She just wanted to take a good rest after taking care of the extra baggage she found on her way back home. Under the pale white light emitted by old tube light a girl swiftly but carefully removed the heavy outer the person was wearing. She carefully swept the long hair away from the face which was stuck together because of blood. "Oh! It's a man", she nonchalantly said. But Elaine was dumbstruck looking at the face in front of her. Although the face had wounds, ugly cuts and swollen eyes it was breathtakingly beautiful. Smooth forehead, sharp jawline, high nose bridge and thin lips that looked tempting. Bu
A splitting headache woke him up from his deep sleep. The man on the large bed in the middle of the room slowly opened his eyes. The room was dim but he still felt painful when the lamplight beside the table hit his eyes. He frowned slightly wrinkling the skin on his smooth forehead. He was in a daze before he had slight recollection of what happened but his memory was still a mess."Hiss ", he exclaimed through his clenched teeth and few beads of sweat could be seen on his forehead as he tried to get up on the bed.The slight rustle of the sheets and blankets on the bed was heard by the man who was dozing off on a chair nearby the bed.He quickly got up stretched his body to sit on the bed and asked worriedly. "Brother, are you feeling better?" But he noticed his clenched teeth and the painful expression and without second thought shouted at the top of lungs towards the door. "David, get Mr. Smith here this instant. Big bro has finally gained consciousness."
The air was getting chillier by the moment. When Chris finally finished his report he was sweating even though the temperature was cold both inside and outside the room. Clutching the file on his hand his expressionless face finally showed a trace of anger and irritation which disappeared as soon as he . He looked at the contents of the file. He felt the same headache and slightly rubbed his temple.Chris who was standing with his lips pursed in straight line looked worried and tried to move forward to support him but with a raise of his right hand motioned him to stand still. The man finally looked at the new man Chris had brought. The man slightly trembled when the sight of the man fell on him.Unable to withstand the pressure he knelt down immediately and begged for his life."Forgive me, Young master. I was wrong."The man quietly got up from the bed and walked towards the nearby window. As soon as he opened the window, a cold wind as cold as the man