..."You better come willingly or you won't like what would follow." He threatened.I stared at him with pleading eyes. "Please, don't hurt my baby. I will do anything." "Good," he said, removing the knife. "Now move."I started walking. "Whatever you're planning to do... Don't. Do you really think you'd be able to escape with me? That's preposterous. If you haven't noticed people are watching and my husband's men are just a mile away. And so is my husband. Knowing the kind of temper he has... He won't easily let this slide." I said, trying to get to him.Oh, damn. Why was I whimpering? I wanted to sound in control but my voice was failing me. He burst out laughing. The man turned out to be a psycho altogether. "What's so funny?" I asked."Well, I will take my chances. Who knows... The deity might still be on my side. And my pretty lass... You should know that two things are certainly involved. It's either you obey me or your adorable, bouncing baby boy dies. Imagine how unfair t
...Lorenzo came down from his car, running over and helping me out like a kind gentle man. If only his generous act didn't hold such a sad meaning behind it. I stepped down slowly, reaching down as I rubbed my fingers against my already badly bruised ankles, wincing at the twitching pain. He caught sight of me, helping me up and pulling me against his chest without any warning. "You will be alright. I promise." He said in such a soft tone. A voice so soothing it brought comfort to my uncomfortability and aching heart. "Can you walk?" Came his voice for the second time. When I didn't respond immediately, he pulled me at the heat of his rigid chest again, this time he raked his hands through my red hair. "I can try," I answered, softly pushing hard against him. The last thing I wanted from him was his damn pity. I could tell from the look on his face that he wasn't surprised by my abrupt refusal of him although I could already guess he wasn't ready to accept my haughtiness ei
...We were so close, that only a few centimetres apart separated our lips from touching. So I pushed my luck again. I inched closer and slid my open mouth to his, darting my tongue around his lips.Through my eyelashes, I could still see the gaze of astonishment criss-crossed across his face. When I pulled myself back together and tried pulling away, he did the unexpected by slipping his arms at the back of my neck as he held me closer, and then he captured my lips.I gasped, stunned beyond words. He plunged in, instantly thrusting deeper into my mouth. He explored, searched, and savoured the flavour of my exquisite taste. He loved the taste of pasta and the flavor of the coffee I had earlier mixed together made it more intensifying. His cock hardening. He didn't stop or try to break the connection as he thrust farther inside, finally giving in to the temptation. I moaned as I kissed him back, our tongues swirled together as the kiss deepened, both vying to take the lead. The nee
..."I Love you." I'd said.At that moment, as he stared at the innocent, sleepy damsel beside him, he knew instantly he'd made a terrible mistake, one that would hunt him for days. Deep down his conscience wasn't at rest for he'd hurt her unintentionally. He'd succeeded in playing with her feelings.If only he knew she had a thing for someone like him. Then what? His inner mind asked him. It wasn't like he could've backed away. Not even at the last minute, he wouldn't have been able to. He'd given in fully to the beautiful temptation with his full chest, welcoming her with his arms and thereby thinking with his dick instead of his head. He inched away from her, raking his hands through his luxurious hair and sighing heavily. Now he's stuck in the middle of what he'd done.He knew he needed to think. To clear his thoughts. However, he couldn't stop staring at the flawless, beautiful sleeping damsel lying without worry on his bed. Inching forward, he scooped me into his arms. I clu
. . . Lorenzo. 11:30 am. Lorenzo has been awake for over an hour. He'd just rounded up his bathe and hurried up to his closet selecting a pair of black pants and white long sleeves. Removing the towel around his waist, he put them on deliberately leaving three buttons of his shirt open to show off what the God of good build and looks had given unto him, freely. Then he grabbed his shoes and wasted no time in putting them on. He was ready to rouse me when his intentions were thwarted by just seeing my perfect figure. I lay partially on my side, my long red locks were fanned out on the pillow. The duvet he'd used on me had fallen, exposing my breast, my rosy nipple, succulent and inviting. For a brief second, all he wanted to do was crawl back into the bed, spending the day enraptured by my beauty. But unfortunately, he couldn't. He had important business to sort out today. He'd been awakened earlier by the sound of his phone vibrating, terribly beside him. He'd answered the cal
. . . The housekeeper was done with the day's chores and was dishing out the delicacy she'd prepared for her master. Since today was Friday, she knew the food menu in her daily cooking timetable. As she dished out the meal she couldn't help but wonder what could've gone wrong with the newlyweds, although she didn't mean to be a nosy. She'd served it diligently before going ahead to call for the little madam as her boss had instructed her to. Lorenzo waited patiently and shamelessly for his maidservant to get back to him with some good news but was disappointed when he saw her walking towards him all by herself. He could already guess what the woman had to say even without her saying a word as she bowed in resignation. "I'm sorry, master Cordero but madam says she's not hungry. I don't think she has much of an appetite." She said. What did he expect after shutting her out the way he did about half an hour ago? "I understand. I think she will have one once I'm out of here. I sh
...Hours later.Lorenzo arrived at the supposed destination, parking his car. He opened the door and climbed down. He stared round his surroundings before taking long strides towards the revolving door. The bar wasn't too crowdy, just a few people were present at the scene. This was one of the reasons he loved stoping by here whenever he wanted to think. The serenity always brought this inner peace to his soul. But not today.It had been his place of refuge whenever he wanted to escape from his mother's relentless nagging until the place got exposed by her underling, Mally. Then he'd stopped coming.Looking around, he didn't even need to search for her as he saw her walking elegantly, stoically towards him with a smile. He met her halfway and like always she threw her arms around him, smooching off him. "Darling, how I've missed you." She said.Lorenzo wasn't in the mood as he simply pushed her off, snapping her wrist as he dragged her to the barstool. He pushed to seat on it as
. . . Lorenzo. He parked his car and climbed out of it. He needed alone time with his friends. His companion. They always have a way of making him feel better in difficult times. He needed it now more than ever as he stopped at the revolving door, bringing out his cell phone, he dialled a number. "Hello, buddy." "What's up, pal?! It's been a while. Thought you've forgotten about me now you have someone better to feel the gap that has been missing in your life." He teased him like always. Lorenzo laughed. "I wish it was that easy." He said more to himself, clearing his throat. "I can never forget about you, Rohan. It's nearly impossible. I've just been busy you know. With make-believe." "Ah! That's right. My man. My sworn bro. I've got you covered. Extend my greetings to your wife, the new chick. What's her name again...? So...," Rohan asked. "You mean, Sophie? She's the reason I actually called. We should talk more at our usual hangout. I'll be waiting for you guys. Notif