At an unknown location, a black heep could be seen driving inside a very large compound. Inside the compound were dozens of guards with heavily loaded weapons in their hands.
The Jeep pulled up at the driveway, and one of the guards went to open the backseat door. A lady dressed in black jacket and black trousers stepped out of the vehicle. On the lady's head was a black face-cap and on her face was a pair of dark sunglasses. She also made use of a black nose cover.The lady surveyed the environment, and she began walking towards the entrance of the mansion. She was respectfully greeted by the guards as she entered inside the mansion.Inside the mansion, the lady made her way upstairs as if she already knew her way around. Once she was upstairs, she walked down the wide hallway for about thirty seconds, then she stopped in front of a door which had two guards standing in front of it.The two guards bowed and greeted the lady, then one of them open"Sweetheart," Alejandro whispered as he began tracing Marisa's face gently with his finger. He traced her face down to cleavage before leaning in, then he whispered, "How about we do something more fun?"Marisa's heart began racing fast as Alejandro's touch sent an electrifying feeling throughout her body. Her breath became abnormal the moment Alejandro leaned closer and kissed her neck. His kiss was slow, wet and electrifying that she couldn't help but let out a soft moan even though she tried so hard not to moan.Alejandro continued placing wet kisses on her weak spot which was her neck. Marisa wanted him to stop, but her body wanted him to continue kissing her. Eventually, Marisa overcame the allure of Alejandro's kiss, and she pushed him off her. After pushing him, she gave him a hot, resounding slap.Alejandro touched his cheek, and he gazed at her with a mischievous smirk. Shivers ran down Marisa's spine when she saw the smirk on his face. She knew what Alejandro's smirk meant,
Minutes after the intense passionate encounter with Marisa, Alejandro could be seen inside the bedroom, dressing up. Marisa on the other hand was inside the bathroom, having a bath.After dressing up, Alejandro glanced at the bathroom door, wondering why Marisa was taking too long in the bathroom. Meanwhile, Marisa was sitting in the bathtub in the bathroom, thinking about her life and everything she had been through ever since she met Alejandro.She recalled the day she met Dave at the hospital. She remembered how Dave kept her company during her son's surgery, and how he made her feel at ease throughout the hours she spent at the hospital during Jeffrey's surgery.Tears rolled down her cheeks as she recalled the little moments they spent together when he was still alive. More tears flowed down her cheeks when she remembered the day he proposed to her. That day marked the first day in five years that a man proposed to her.The fact that Dave was the only man she'd ever fallen in love
A black Ferrari elegantly parked in front of a penthouse, its engine purring to a halt. From the car emerged a woman, a wide smile gracing her features. She was wearing a black leather on black trousers, matching it with a pair of black boots. Under the bright moonlight, her oval face was cast in a gentle glow as she walked toward the entrance of the luxurious penthouse. The penthouse emanated an atmosphere of understated elegance, its soft lighting casting a serene ambiance. This was the domain of her lover, Alejandro Gambino. The lady whose name was Marisa, stepped into the lavish penthouse. Her heart quickened, and her breath caught in her throat when her gaze landed on her lover, Alejandro, who was sitting on a black couch. Alejandro sat on the couch, dressed in only a pair of black trousers. His wavy, chestnut hair was neatly styled, adding a touch of charm to his otherwise rugged appearance. His piercing eyes, a deep shade of hazel, were focused intently on his phone, refle
Marisa's eyes fluttered open, and she groaned as the sunlight streamed through the open blinds, casting bright rays onto her face. Attempting to focus, she squinted, her gaze landing on the white ceiling above her. Her vision shifted to the right, where she noticed a needle discreetly inserted into the back of her right palm. Tracing the thin, straw-like tube connected to the needle, her eyes followed it to a transparent bag suspended in the air by a metal hook, containing a yellowish liquid. Her observations were interrupted by a voice, breaking the silence of the room. "Seems like you're awake, Marisa Russo?" Marisa shifted her attention toward the source of the voice, finding a young lady standing by the window. "Who are you?" Marisa inquired, raising a questioning eyebrow at the lady, who appeared to be around her age. "My name is Clarabelle. And you are Marisa Russo," the lady, Clarabelle, responded. "Me? Marisa Russo?" Marisa questioned, her hand instinctively reaching to t
Immediately Marisa got to the bedroom, she got undressed and wrapped a white towel around her flawless naked body.Stepping inside the bathroom, Marisa loosened the towel, hanged it then stepped under the shower. Marisa was done taking her bath five minutes later, and she stepped out of the bedroom into the bedroom, draped in a white towel. Sauntering towards her make up table, she picked up a lotion and started applying it on her skin. When she was done with that, she dressed up for work. Picking up her handbag, she strolled out of the apartment, locking the door on her way out. She then walked to the roadside where she boarded a cab which took her to the restaurant where she worked. Arriving at the restaurant minutes later, Marisa paid the cab driver and she got down from the vehicle. She strode purposefully into the restaurant, waving at some regular customers before entering inside the changing room. Marisa emerged from the dressing room two minutes, donning a waitress unif
Marco and Natasha's bodies glistened with sweats as they immediately stopped their unholy act when they saw Marisa standing by the doorway."Fuck!" Marco cursed and he immediately got down from the bed to put on his pants.Natasha sat up on the bed and hurriedly covered her nakedness a white duvet."Darling, it’s not what you think. I swear." Marco said as he slowly approached Marisa who had tears welled up in her eyes.Marisa slowly moved her gaze from Marco to Natasha, who was sitting the bed with a frown on her face. She was inaudibly cursing Marisa for interrupting the blissful moment she was having with Marco.Marisa shook her head in disbelief, then she turned around. She quietly made her way out of his apartment with tears flowing out of her eyes badly.“Marisa!! Babe wait…. Marisa!!!" Marco called out loudly as chased after Marisa.Marisa quickened her pace, wiping the tears on her face with the back of hand as she continued walking without looking back.Marco caught up with h
After crying her eyes out, Marisa composed herself and she boarded a cab which drove her to the hospital where her son was admitted.The cab got to the hospital fifteen minutes later, and Marisa rushed out of the cab after paying the driver. She didn't even wait to collect her change because her son was the only thing on her mind.Upon receiving a call from her son's school's head teacher regarding the accident, she rushed to the hospital with a pounding heart, fervently praying for her son's safety. Worry etched across her face as she entered the hospital.Inside the hospital, she encountered a distressing scene – dozens of women, fellow mothers of the students involved in the accident, wailed loudly. Some sat on the ground, sobbing unabashedly, while others stood with sorrowful expressions. The atmosphere was permeated with sadness as their cries filled the space.Marisa stood rooted, overwhelmed by waves of fear coursing through her as she observed the grieving mothers. A nurse app
As Marisa stood there, the image of the man who had saved her replayed in her mind. However, the reality of her son's critical condition began to weigh heavily on her heart, and a deep sadness crept over her. She realized that time was running out, and she needed to find a way to secure the money for her son's surgery within the next twenty-four hours.Her thoughts grew increasingly somber, and she couldn't help muttering to herself, "Where will I get the money for Jeffrey's surgery in such a short time?" The weight of the situation bore down on her, and her face reflected the profound worry that had consumed her.In search of a quiet place to gather her thoughts, Marisa decided to head to a nearby amusement park. She walked through the entrance, the sound of children's laughter echoing in her ears. The park was alive with the joyful energy of kids playing alongside their parents.As Marisa found a bench and settled onto it, she couldn't help but watch the children with a mix of emoti