NORAThe way he claimed my lips were different this time. It was in a rapt slow motion, he took the time to take all my lips in before heightening the pace, my hands desperately in search of something to cling unto. The moment he intertwined our mouth completely, I lost it and damn it, I threw my hand in his hair, grabbing a fistful while one of his arm wrapped around my hip to edge me closer. No way can come between us having this quickie. He shoved his lips down my throat, and I turned my eyes closed, the needy pulse in my downward pulse area strengthening more and more. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and it was barely a second later when he gently placed me on one of the nearest counter. With a peek, I confirmed the door was indeed locked before I gave in and once more, our lips crashed together at the same time. His touch alone was enough to make my inner remake, and the way he tilted my jaw up to get better access to trail soft kisses down my neck, it caused my breast
LUCAN“How dare you?!” She bellowed just after striking my face with a thunderous slap, my face jerking to the other side. I dare not retaliate but hell, it stings, a lot. Had I known the picture was in an open space in my bag, I wouldn’t have her come over to pick my bag up. No, I wouldn’t have if I was in the right senses to not forget anything could happen inasmuch as she carries my bag, anything could happen. But here I am loss of word. With no excuses to give. I made quite a lot from Liam that backing out was impossible no matter how much I truly convinced myself. If my secret wasn't let out too soon but rather in months, I would have made quite a fortune.It had to be today, and it was possibly fate's way of telling me I have done enough. “Let’s go, Natelie.” She caught her hand in order for them to storm away together but unlike her, Natalie doesn’t want to get away real quick. “No, wait.” She bought herself some time and came forward, after Nora had agreed. “I always kne
NORAI walked home, without the four wheels of my car. Lucan’s last revelation kept messing up with my unstable thoughts. Even with all the pictures that termed Liam as who had sent Lucan, I still had some benefit of doubt down there in my heart for him. If I was rather told it was Theodore who had placed tab on me, I wouldn’t even argue. Why? Because my full trust was never placed on him. Liam went above my expectations. If there was anyone my instinct were pointing at, it happened to be my parents because I wouldn’t put it above them. If I was asked, I would say Liam was getting those pictures he do use to threaten me away from Jordan from my parents. Like a tornado, the complete opposite came crashing to my face. Throughout the week, I exchanged no words with Liam because I made sure of it; it was with rapt resolution that I made sure I never cross ways with him. The only thing keeping me sane at such situation was my therapist in the form of a boyfriend- Jordan. I no longer
LUCANI saw hell in Cassidy’s hand. She pleaded with me to spend some weeks in my house- whereas nothing was wrong with hers. I didn’t let her, and I indeed explained to her I live with my parents.She agreed but made me walk barefooted through hell. Not until today did she cool down. Since the examination for today was starting by noon, I left for a store. I had to sneak out of school, else, she would follow.I stood in front of the jewelry display, overwhelmed by the number of options. Gold, silver, rose gold - there were so many different types of necklaces. I have never had a reason to be at a jewelry store until today. And I witnessed and indeed felt the confusion of deciding between one or the other. I picked up one that looked delicate and feminine, but then I spotted a bolder piece that caught my eye. I hesitated, not sure which one would be best. I knew it had to be perfect, but there were just too many choices. I am so dumb to proceed here without finding out what her c
JORDAN“Shut the hell up, you both. It was barely a week we started dating, what do you mean by I might have done something wrong?” My eyes aggressively followed my two friends as they stepped out of the bedroom together. They have both kept blabbering nonsense that does nothing that to make me more upset. This was the argument that has been going on for hours now. No matter how much I explain or how long I use convincing them, they just wouldn't believe I was painstakingly telling the truth. And now, don’t tell me they were both in the shower together? “Tell me it’s not what I am thinking…” Curiousity configured me, leaving the earlier discussion in the air, as I stared from one to the other. They have both stopped and fortunately didn’t let my inquisitively heighten before they both surrendered their hands in the air.“Not what you’re thinking.” It better not. My eyes darted towards the steamy caffeinated coffee goodness ahead on the counter, just what I needed. I haven’t been
JORDANThe very chance I got to flee, I didn’t miss it. With one grab at my phone, I knocked Jasper aside and under one swift movement, I was already out of the door. He came after me, the aggressive steppings of feets against the staircase sent me off the rails as I finally unlocked the main door. I had lazily packed my bike outside yesterday for a reason that made me grateful as I climbed on it and drove off with the craziest speed I have ever had to put on. If I was to stay back and convince myself he wouldn’t proceed to kill me, I won’t know anything until I am dead. Ages were done when the home was safe, now even my own father has become a predator for his own son.Exactly like the hunch I had, he came home for a reason and if somehow it was to end my life like he attempted but never succeeded, I better not return under the same roof as him for a while. If I was to fight against him, it’s the simplest thing because I could have the upper hand but in this case, nobody knows J
JORDAN It was crazy how I was yet to flare up. Cassidy insisted she wasn’t going nowhere until she has had her bath and my two friends? They were fed up too because instead of boring holes at me, they laughed at my expense. Especially since I have to cook her breakfast and theirs alongside. I was never this soft— courtesy of the effect Nora planted on me before everything went downhill and changed for the worst. I phoned her several times since my arrival here and like I expected, she picked none of my calls and I was forced to stop once my thumb gave up on me. I was thinking she was willing to let us get back together when she messaged me yesterday but from the look of thing, she only did that to alert me of Jasper. If truly she broke us, that should mean she no longer has any feeling towards me so I don’t understand why she must be concerned Jasper could kill me. I have always been at alert: accepted, I had rather be killed by an outsider than by Jasper. Something smells fish
NORAIf there was one word to define Jordan Hill, it’s persistence.He phoned me tirelessly and it was until a point he then stopped. I was relieved. Saddened at the same time. I pushed him away yet I long for him. He has been my ‘all’ and now that I lost him, I’m living in losses. I wanted to betray my words and pick up the phone. I wanted to run back to his arms and tell him I broke us in stupor.Additionally, with him, I can never be in my right mind. He prompts be uptight yet surge me into comfort at the same time. I wasn’t about to get over him. Not anytime soon, that too is certain. “When you’re done burning the kitchen, tell me so I can call the emergency units.” Liam grabbed his car keys off the counter. “If you want us intact, that is.”I nodded. “I will look into it.” I recoiled, getting back in my head.It was no surprise I still have my humor intact. I turned off the gas and wipe at my sweat with the sleeve of my shirt. I was going to try and get over Jordan without