To say Tristan was shocked would be an understatement. He was awestruck. He turned back to look at Gianna, amazed. "You just hut my cute face."Gianna stepped back a bit, realising her mistake. "You crossed the line first. You were trying to undress me." Tristan suddenly grabbed her hands, twirled her around so her back was against his chest."Let go of me!" Gianna panted, trying to break free."Stay still and listen to what I'm about to tell you." Tristan said from behind, into her ear. Guabbs closed her eyes, willing herself to calm down. "I'm your new boss and you should show me done respect." Tristan whispered into her ear before pushing her forward.Gisbbs lurched forward and turned around to look at him. "Did you bring us here to treat us like an animal?" Gianna asked with slight tears in her eyes.Tristan smiled evilly. "I've not started yet my dear. I will spare you for touching me because of one thing, pretty one. You can leave now." Gianna looked at Tristan, shook her he
"Keep an eye on the surveillance video." Tristan ordered the boys as they got home that night.He didn't know why and how he was able to leave Blake Ramirez without killing him. He was giving him a second chance, something he never did."Has Leah returned home yet?" Tristan asked as he stood in front of the veranda. Matteo sighed and shook his head. "No boss. I've not seen her." "Search the premises." "Yes boss." Matteo replied and quicky left.Tristan sighed. He glanced down just to see Layla walking slowly pass the treehouse. He stared at her as she moved quietly and slowly. He could hear her sobbing. When she was out of sight, he went down and followed her just to see where she was headed.**Layla sat down all alone on the shallow grass, her hands pressed down at each side of her body. She was weeping as she stared up at the rising sun. "Oh might one. Please....forgive me and bring back my child! I need to tell him how sorry I am for abandoning him and giving up on him when h
Leah panted as she wriggled restlessly beneath Tristan's touch. She struggled to free her hands, to touch his hairy chest but couldn't. Tristan tightened her wrist behind her and back and bent her over the bed before fussing with his belt. He ripped off her clothing and pushed himself into her immediately. It was not gentle at all and Leah had to scream out, then laughed.It was obvious she enjoyed what she was getting even though it was harsh and rushed."Oh yeah." She mumbled when Tristan kept on pushing his rod into her tightness, holding her neck from the back."This is you wanted right? To feel me?" Tristan whispered into her ear as he kept ramming into her.Leah couldn't answer. She screamed not minding who could be listening.Minutes later, Tristan released into her before pulling out. He dressed back and glanced at Leah who laid sprawled on the bed. Leah breathed in, sighed and looked up at him. "You didn't allow me touch you all through. Why?" She asked."And why would you
"Thank you...." Layla said, unsurely."How am I gonna trust you that you are gonna come back and render the help needed from you?""You can put trackers in my phone to be able to track me down if you want."Tristan scoffed. "You might just remove it and run off.""I can't leave Gianna behind. She's like a daughter to me now." Layla said. Gianna touched her hand and both shared a smile."Its okay. We will put an active tracker on your phone to be sure where you are going. Meet up with Leah. She will pay you the money. You both."Gianna rolled her eyes at the mention of Leah's name. "I don't want any more troubles with your girlfriend, boss."Tristan stared at Gianna, wondering what gave her the notion that Leah was his girlfriend. "You think she's my girlfriend?""Oh my God. I'm sorry for calling her your girlfriend. I didn't know she's your wife." Gianna apologised.Tristan tightened his hold on the pen in his hand almost breaking it. "That was worst. You can leave now.""Thanks boss.
(A flash back)"Dude....take off the panties. Now." Sister Beatrice had said to the eight year old boy in the rest room with a mischievous look on her face.The little boy had panicked when she threatened to starve him if he didn't do as he was told.Out of fear of going hungry and starving to death, he had taken off his panties and watched in pure horror as the lady started undressing.She came right at him, pulled him down on the toilet seat before taking his tiny d*ck in her hands.The boy had struggled to free himself as he could not understand how exactly he felt especially when the lady had taken his d*ck into her mouth and began sucking.He had wanted to scream for help but she threatened him again, slapped him hard across the face.The boy had wept so much as the lady sat on him, taking his manhood into her body.Few minutes later, he saw himself spilling out white substance from his little man while the lady dressed up again. She had smiled at him, kissed him on the lips. "Y
"I'm sorry but you can't...""I can't come in? Come on, Ashley. I'm not gonna hurt you. We were once married." Quentin said and Ashley scoffed."You hurt me even when we were still married. You will probably do more than that now that we've split up. Please, you have to leave.""I'm still your husband, Ashely. I never divorced you." Ashley nodded with a smile. "That divorce happened here in my heart. What you doing here, Quentin? Please, don't tell me you are here to make my life more difficult as it is?""Please Ashley. Stop saying all this to me. I'm here to beg for your forgiveness and also to tell you something I've held away from you since all the years we've been together.""You don't need to tell me that because I already know about your second family." Ashley announced and watched Quentin's reaction.He was surprised. "How did you know?""How I knew isn't necessary. Just leave Quentin. I'm sure they need you.""I'm here to see my daughter." Quentin cut in."Which one of the d
"Yes. The red garden." Tristan mumbled."I don't know what it is used for, Tristan but what I do know is that no one is allowed to go in there. Not even me." Samantha said, pacing."Doesn't that ring a bell? Isn't that enough proof to let you know that the red garden is not just any ordinary garden?" Tristan asked from the other line.Samantha paced in her room, listening attentively to Tristan. "Now that you are saying this, Tristan, it is starting to make a lot of sense. You know.... I've never suspected anything about that garden. I've always thought that it was normal. Now that I think about it, that thing about the garden is very creepy. What do I do, Tristan? Help me.""Get some health care inspectors to the house. Have them examine the red garden and that's if your brother and father will allow it." Tristan adviced."And if they don't, it only means one thing...that they are definitely hiding something from the world and from me." Samantha concluded.After the phone call that
Leah scoffed and walked away while Gianna slowly walked into the room. She saw Tristan standing in front of his window, his hands thrust into his pocket as she stared out.Gianna stood behind him, few miles away and sighed softly. "I'm.... deeply sorry for being rude...boss." she mumbled, staring at at him.Tristan was silent. He didn't turn, bulge or say anything.Gianna tucked her hair behind her ear nervously and shrugged. "Okay fine. Do whatever you want to me. Punish me or anything. I deserve it. I shouldn't have spoken to you that way." Silence.Gianna sighed and turned. When she got to the door, she heard Tristan's deep sigh and turned."Even though you attacked me with your words, it's still true. I've never felt what it is like to have a mother. Never even imagined what it is like." Tristan mumbled, still staring out of the window.Gianna was feeling very bad now. She wanted to slap herself for making him feel this way. She couldn't believe that some body so mean and cruel c