"I don't think I can do that. I won't! I'm married too," Mabel said, shaking her head as she spoke. "Then turn your back and leave," Brown said to her and she stood up from the chair, pushing it behind her as if she was about to leave Remembering a movie that she watched, she stopped and sat back on the chair for fear. In the movies, in cases like that, when asked to turn and depart, immediately the person turns to leave, the trigger is pulled, and down to the riptide and riverside does the person's soul go. He was six feet next. "Okay, but what about? I think about it. I need to think about it and I'll give you the reply okay?" Mabel said, in a low shaky tone and shook her head slowly as she spoke. "Since you've come to your senses you have less than forty eight hours to give me an answer and your time starts now, also do not dare try to call the cops," the man spoke looking up from his wristwatch and blowing the fog of cigarettes on the face of Mabel. "Why?" Male asked in he
Warning sign! 18+ "Are you. really going to shoot me if I don't obey?" Mabel huffed, folding her hands and staring intently into his eyes. "I won't only shoot you but bury you in my backyard and plant flowers on your grave every night. Do you think that you have any impact on me if you die Mabel?" he asked, clicking the trigger which was still on her head. "No, it won't, but at least you won't fuck my dead body!" Mabel replied, with a serious tone and an angry look on her face. Brown let out a chuckle and took in a breath, "You think it's not possible to do that? But ew! I don't do that, and I won't do it either. Maybe, I'll make the model you hate-watch you while I fuck her," he paused and traced his hands on his lips. "This wasn't what I planned for, it's meant to be you and I alone!" she whispered in an angry tone, pointing her fingers angrily as she spoke. She wasn't afraid of the gun which he pointed at her head. "He won't do anything after all, I know this is his
From his tone, one could easily feel that jealousy and anger had crept in. Brown grabbed her chin and pulled it closer to him. "You sure you ain't jealous already?" Mabel asked. "Fuck!" she cried as he slipped his dick into her pussy while she stood facing him. "I'm going to show you want a real dick!" he groaned as he thrusts in and out. "The only real dick is Addams!" Mabel rebutted, in between breaths with her eyes closed. "Oh really? Tried two or three dick's at the same time?" Brown asked, slowing down his pace then he brought out his dick "Fuck! What'd you wanna do?" Mabel asked, her heart skipped a beat. That was one thing she had always fantasized about but she wanted it to be with Addams. Beckoning at the other men, they walked to him, then he nodded a signal they could understand. "This is ours right?" one of the men asked with a smile spread across his face. "Partially ours, just doing you guys a favor," Brown snorted as he mockingly spoke then he moved up his han
Three hours later, Mabel the room with Brown and got into with Uber that she ordered. As the driver drove, Brown who sat next to her, placed his hands on her lap and ran them all over her. Her neck arched back and she closed her eyes, thinking about what she was going to say to Addams if he asked her What the problem was. She was in pain, even though the pain was exciting but she loved it. "Make sure you come when next I want you to come okay? That's after the deed is done," Brown whispered into her ears for the umpteenth time if not more. It slightly pissed her off in a way but there was nothing she could do about it. She opened her eyes and looked at the trees and house as they passed by swiftly then she placed her palms on Brown, "Make sure you do the job properly, else there's going to be nothing for you and you won't do anything about it either," she whispered back in his ear as the mask which she wore to cover her identity prevented her voice from escaping loudly. "E
"My body is not a machine! I've got to rest man. By the way, you know we are not chill in the first place! Don't ask me what, 'cause you know what you did." Addams grabbed her by her belly and dragged her closer, "I'm sorry but I can't do that. Anyways, enjoy your stay here, I'll be going to another room since you don't want to do what I want you to do or what's necessary," he walked out of her and she entered under the duvet, covering her face and in a low tone, she muttered, "Thank goodness!" *** In the room where Ava was, she closed her eyes and yawned while trying hard to get sleep into her eyes. Just as sleep was about getting her, her phone rang. It was a call from the President. She looked at the phone and shook her head, "Mtcheew. I'm tired!". The call continued again and she had to put the phone back on silence. She rolled over and laid on her back, her eyes open and she looked at the ceiling. "This is really crazy, my heart still skipped a beat when I saw him. The
In his arms, he carried her while she hit his crotch with her knee. "Ugh.. did you just hit me?" he gasped and went low on his knees. Dropping her to the floor. "No, that's a mistake. Did I hit you? I'm sorry.." Ava lied as he sat on the bed. "I think it was because of excitement...I'm sorry baby I didn't mean to." She went closer to him, his facial expression, tugging her fancy. "I'm sorry baby. Did it really hurt? Would you be able to walk to your room? I'll come and make sure that you are okay this night..." She said, going low on her knees as she touched his knee. The president stood up, his eyes shut and his face squeezed like he was really hurt. He took a step and Ava followed him behind. "Sorry baby. Maybe before I'm done the pain will be less. Should I call a doctor? Or you call yours?" Ava asked, wrapping her arms around his shoulder as she moved slowly with him. "No no... I'll be fine. Maybe in just an hour and everything will be fine," He whispered. In thirty minu
My feet got sore until I couldn't run again, I fell and rose again. I didn't pay attention to the blisters on my feet as I ran."Here she is. Do you think you can run forever? We got you at last!" A voice spat in the air grabbing my arms roughly and throwing my back on the floor. Sounds of footsteps walk closer to me."Tie and bring her here to me." I looked up in pain but to my surprise, I saw Adams William, Heir to the king of Icelandic. The men dragged me away to where Adams William sat. "Now strip her" He ordered, his voice icy. He widened his chin as he watched them tear my clothes roughly revealing my tongs.My eyes glistened with tears and I cried out, "No! Why would you do this to me!". Immediately, my chin suffered a blow while I spat out blood and he chuckled. He picked up the glass of rum that was beside him and took a sip while nodding his head and smiling.He kicked me down on my knees and lifted his chin up and in a cackle, he said, "You want to know why? Since the firs
"Who the fuck are you! Don't you dare come close to me!" I thundered, pointing angrily at his face. "Shhhihhh.. be calm! I'm not going to hurt you." The man said walking closer to me, as I stood up on my feet I moved closer to the door while he followed me too."Don't you dare open that door!" He yelled at me and I bluntly replied, "I love dares" and slid open the door and took to my heels while he chased me and grabbed me. As he grabbed me, I struggled free from him but felt overpowered by his strength so I lifted my feet and hit his crotch and he groaned.Immediately, I remembered that I had a hairpin in my head. I slid it out and hit his ass pinning it there and he fell. I took to my heels and ran out of the house, luckily for me, there was no gate to prevent me from escaping, the joy in my heart knew no bounds as soon I got closer to the road.As I reached the road, a cab drove in my direction and I halted it. "Take me to 5th Smith Avenue. I'll pay you when I get there," I pleade