Tristan stared at Gianna amusingly. He liked her courage, the way she spoke out fearlessly. "They do other stuffs. Other stuffs you can't imagine." Tristan whispered the last words in a freaking kind of way and it got Gianna a little bit as she moved back slightly."Other stuffs I can't imagine? Who are you?" Gianna asked."You shall be finding out soon." Tristan said and diverted his attention to Layla."Tonight. By 8. We have a meeting. The guards shall bring you to where it's gonna hold. I hate late coming. Including you." He added, turning to face Gianna."Yes boss. Can we leave now?" Gianna asked, already backing toward the door."You can." Tristan mumbled a reply and watched them leave. He walked over to the telephone, dialled a line."Come to my office. Immediately." He ordered coldly and dropped the telephone almost with a bang. He stood in front of the mirror, suddenly looking so mad.Few minutes later, the door opened and Leah walked in ."Hello boss...."Tristan cut her sh
Ashley was in her little garden, clearing out weed when her cellphone rang. She removed her gloves and picked up the call. It was Quentin's friend, telling her Quentin was in town with his second family."Oh I see. Thank you for the information. No I don't intend to do anything. I will be fine. Thanks." Ashley sighed and cut the call.She stood, staring into space. Tears rushed down her face the best meeting as she couldn't understand why her own husband left her for his second family just after their second daughter had died.She wept bitterly as she sat on the ground and dialled Gianna's line. It was time for her to come back home. No matter what, she needed to know her father was in Washington DC.**"You guys noticed something in there, right? Dad looks furious." Max said, talking to his sisters outside the house.Karen nodded. "Yeah. I noticed it but what could be wrong?""They are probably arguing over something we shouldn't concern ourselves with." Taylor, the youngest but sma
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