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Forty One
It was really crazy.
It was as though she had some hidden need for Drake Blunt’s touch.
Anna felt some fluttering in her stomach as Drake’s hands sneaked past the t-shirt she had on. His palms traveled slowly as he deepened the kiss they were sharing.
He had her lay down on the couch, his chest slightly brushing the tip of her rising nipples, he caged his lower body between her legs and the intense moment went on for a while.
Touching each other, Drake breaking their kiss occasionally to pepper the sides of her neck with his lips and tongue, his hands slowly caressing the parts of her skin that made her release a moan, within all these, Anna just knew she wanted more.
And she was going to do it her way.
Playfully, she pushed him off her. Drake had a look of surprise as he landed on the sofa suddenly, that too, in a seated position.
Soon, Anna was straddling him and taking her t-shirt off at the same tim
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The lady called Amelia must have expected a startled reaction from the occupant of the room. Anna’s stern look had her extremely unstable and her footsteps kept falling backwards as Anna moved closer with her arms folded.“I have so much to ask you,” Anna said.“Yeah?” Amelia cleared her throat, looking towards Drake who was still sleeping. “Is that why you are acting like a freak? Are you trying to beat me up to get your answers?”“I wish I could tie you up, you look like you have a foul mouth and it would be wise to tie you up before your legs act foully as well.””Are you threatening me?” the burnette asked, her pupils dilated with slight fear.“It depends. My first question,” Anna toned down her mean appearance, “how do you know Darcy Hendrick?””Who is asking?” Amelia eyed the woman in front of her Her question tested Anna&rsquo
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After the incident at his father’s place, Drake felt it would be a while before he would find the will to go back there. But, after finding out that the man wasn’t his father, the thoughts of walking into that house were instantly erased.But, there he was.With an envelope tucked between his armpit, he ended his call with Alex who expressed concerns over the discovery of Damon, his quick journey to his father’s place, andthe contents in the envelope.Soon, he was walking towards the entrance, his hands feeling rather sweaty as he turned the knob.His father’s wife was the first person he met.“Drake, hi,” she greeted excitedly.“Hmm,” he hummed with no intention of engaging her in a conversation. He was walking past her when his steps were halted.“Drake, wait,” Agnes called.“What do you want?” Drake asked without turning. He also made sure he expre
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Anna let out a loud yawn as the night grew older. As she lifted her head from the dimly-lighted screen of her laptop, she saw that most of the men had stepped out, probably to relieve themselves or drive away sleep.Her chair swirled as she sat straight and closedthe device in front of her. Anna looked towards Drake and Alex who were still conversing over business issues that could not be handled in the day.She then decided she needed a break from the night work, and, also needed to ease herself.As soon as she got up, Drake’s attention was drawn and he got up as well, startling the man beside him.“Are you going somewhere?” he asked.Anna’s lips twitched as she wondered why he has acting like she was about to jump offa building. He certainly didn’t react that way when Josh and his men decided to step out for some air.“I-””I am coming with you,” he hurriedly said
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She had a dream.She had been chasing a faceless man whose laughter haunted her and caused her sleeplessness. She chased the annoying man past grounds, past bloodied bridges and when she finally caught him and saw his face, she smiled.He had the face of the man who killed her sister. So, she did the same thing he did to her sibling. She dragged him to the top of a building in the dirty, rotten-looking city and while looking down at the deadly height with a smile, she made sure to beat him up.Her legs kicked, her fists punched, her head butted, until the man bled senselessly.Then, while relishing his cries for mercy, she pushed him off the building, watched him till he fell and for minutes, she laughed as his body became a part of the city’s rottenness. She laughed so hard that she began to cry.Anna’s eyes were dripping tears as she opened her eyes to the brown-like ceiling. She wondered where she was after she let a small satisfied
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Though bewilderedbeyond her imagination, Anna was quick to determine that Drake wasn’t just going to walk out of the door. She needed to make him know that he was accusing the wrong person.So, she snapped out of it and raced towards the man who was already opening the door on the driver’s side. The door slammed quite loudly as Anna positioned herself in front of him, her stance really defensive.The man sighed, an indication that he really didn’t want to see her at that point.“Drake…”“Leave, Anna.”She spread her arms to prevent his assess to the car door. “I did not do it.”“How do you expect me to believe you? Apart from Alex and my grandfather, you are the only one that knows that I am not my father’s son. Now, thanks to you, everybody in this city who has an interest in my family’s life know this fact. Thanks to you,” he pointed an accusing
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