With each passing moment, Zakariah's resolve strengthened, his determination to protect Sarah unwavering in the face of impending danger. As he steered his jeep away from her location, his heart raced with the urgency of their situation. She was his woman, his responsibility, and he would stop at nothing to ensure her safety—even if it meant risking his own life in the process. With a fierce determination driving him forward, Zakariah pushed the limits of his vehicle, pushing it to its maximum speed in a desperate bid to put as much distance between them and their pursuers as possible. But fate had other plans in store, and before long, the strain proves too much for the aging jeep, its engine sputtering and wheezing before finally giving out altogether. Undeterred by the setback, Zakariah's instincts kicked into overdrive as he swiftly assessed the situation. With a quick maneuver, he veered the jeep towards an oncoming black van, the impact sending it careening off the road and in

It had been nearly two months since her return, yet something felt amiss. Sarah couldn't shake the constant fatigue and sickness that plagued her days, nor could she stomach even her most beloved foods. The steady decline in her weight was alarming, and her body felt out of sorts, as if something within her was fundamentally wrong. Recognizing the gravity of her symptoms, she resolved to seek answers and scheduled herself for a thorough medical examination. With each passing day, her concerns grew, overshadowing any semblance of normalcy in her life. She couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that something serious was amiss, and she was determined to uncover the truth, no matter the cost.But right now she had another task at hand and she got herself busy in beautifying herself. She had a date that day. Sarah felt a flutter of excitement as she prepared for her date. Meeting her colleague after hours filled her with anticipation, especially considering his reputation as a charming and

"Adi, have you finished your homework?" Sarah's voice reverberated through the modest apartment, cutting through the quiet hum of the late afternoon. She had just returned from her job, the fatigue evident in the lines etched on her face as she found her son, Adam, engrossed in a pile of toys strewn across the living room floor."Mum, I'm playing now," Adam responded, his attention still fixed on the colorful array of toys before him.Sarah sighed softly, the weariness of the day settling heavily upon her shoulders. "Adam, you know you have to finish your homework first," she gently reminded him, her voice tinged with a hint of exasperation."But it's finished already," Adam replied casually, finally tearing his gaze away from his toys to meet his mother's tired eyes.Sarah's eyebrows shot up in surprise, her exhaustion momentarily forgotten as she processed her son's words. "But you just got back from school. When did you finish it?" she asked, a mixture of disbelief and curiosity co

"I want you," he said, his voice firm and unwavering as he looked deeply into her eyes, his gaze filled with a mixture of desire and determination, daring her to refuse him.Sarah felt a surge of shock at his words, her mind reeling with the implications of what he was suggesting. She knew he was serious, and she also knew that he was capable of stooping to any level to get what he wanted. But this...she wasn’t prepared for this.He wanted to test her loyalty, to see how far she would go for her son. Would she betray her husband as well, just to save her child?"I had missed fucking you...all these years," he continued, his voice low and husky as he traced his finger along her neck and down to the exposed skin of her cleavage. The touch sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire within her that she had long thought extinguished.Sarah's heart raced at his words and his touch, her body responding instinctively to his proximity. It had been so long since they had been this close, so i

Nightfall draped its shroud over the world as they finally arrived at Sarah's place, weary from the journey. With a simple meal to nourish them, Sarah busied herself arranging accommodations for him in the guest room, adjacent to Adam's quarters. She could already imagine the curiosity gleaming in his eyes as he explored his new surroundings, a familiarity born from her own past experiences with desperation.Zakariah found himself drawn to his son's belongings, each item a poignant reminder of the life he had missed. Framed photographs adorned the walls, capturing moments from Adam's life—a kaleidoscope of birthdays, school days, and family outings frozen in time. A smile tugged at Zakariah's lips as he took in the sight of his son's room, adorned with medals and trophies that spoke volumes of his achievements at such a tender age. "How old is he...5?" he mused, his heart swelling with pride at the thought.Yet, amidst the joyous memories, a pang of sorrow gripped Zakariah's heart as