When Rayan cleared his throat, Mason realized he was raping Allora in front of his father and son. He immediately straightens up and looks around, except for Allora."Do you want her to wear this?" Rayan asked, to which Allora's mother responded, "Come on Rayan, he's her husband. If he does not have a problem, what are you upset about? My daughter looks beautiful" when said Allora just blushed and lowered her head. head."We must?" Mason asked, feeling uncomfortable taking his wife out on a date and being afraid of her father."Do not forget to drop her off before 11," added Rayan, but again his wife responded, "stop it, she's not a teenager and she's seeing her husband.""He may have won you over, but son, it is still a long way to earn my trust," Rayan replied, looking at Mason with a challenge."I am ready to wait until you can trust me," he cleverly dodges the topic of leaving Allora ahead of time.The next stop was Sharon's house. Sharon was also dressed for the occasion, and
In the embrace of the night's shadows, Allora Bryant took a deep breath to steady her racing heart as she made her way to the room, the soft silk nightgown clinging to her curves with a gentle caress. The delicate fabric felt like a second skin, and the absence of underwear heightened her senses, sending thrilling shivers down her spine with every step.The cool breeze whispered against her bare skin, making her tremble, but it also carried a promise of something enchanting.With a determined spirit, Allora urged herself forward, pushing aside any fears that threatened to dampen her excitement. After all, the man waiting inside the room was none other than her beloved husband, Mason Bryant, the man she had pledged her heart to three magical years ago.This nightgown, chosen with care, was meant for intimate moments like these, to ignite the spark of their love anew.As she stood outside the door, Allora gently touched her flushed cheeks, trying to soothe her nerves. Inhaling the fragr
The sound of impact reverberated through the space as Allora's body tumbled down several flights of stairs, her vulnerable form battered and bruised at every turn. The torment of the fall seemed never-ending, and she could not do anything to stop it.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Allora landed heavily on the hard floor below. The pain was excruciating, and she could feel the warmth of her own blood flowing from a deep wound on her head.Her body trembled with the shock of the fall, her senses dulled by the intense agony.Lying amidst the aftermath of violence, Allora fought to stay conscious, but the pain was overwhelming, making her vision blur and her head spin. The world around her seemed to fade into a hazy darkness as her strength waned.Just as everything began to fade to black, she caught a glimpse of Mason rushing over to the scene. But her hope was crushed as he strode past her, his attention solely fixed on Kylie.He cradled Kylie in his arms, concern etched on
The words hung heavy in the air, the finality of her decision echoing like a haunting melody. Allora had reached her breaking point, and the love that once bound them was now replaced by a desire for freedom and peace.The room seemed to suffocate with tension as the truth of their broken marriage hung like a specter in the air. The love story that had once held so much promise was now a tangled web of lies and deceit.Mason was shocked. He looked at her as though she was a stranger. It was the first time in three years that he was trying to understand what was on her mind.But Allora did not care anymore.With a heavy heart, Allora turned away from the man she once loved, the tears in her eyes a testament to the pain and sorrow she felt. The love she had once cherished was now a bittersweet memory, and as she walked away, she vowed to rebuild her life with the strength and resilience that had carried her through the darkest of times.The room remained cloaked in silence, the aftermat
Once again, Allora opened her eyes.This time, she was not in a ward, alone. She was in a warm and luxurious bedroom."Finally, after being away from home for three years, you are back. Why would you do this for a man?"Recognizing the voice, Allora turned her head.A tall, strong-looking man was sitting beside the bed. His face was handsome, and he radiated authority.At the sight of family, Allora burst into tears."Uncle Rowan, I was wrong. I never should have left home. I shouldn't have hurt you for an unworthy man. I am so sorry."Rowan Torres, an official in the army, softened when he saw his favorite niece crying. He held her patiently as she sobbed."It is okay. It is good to have you back!" Rowan said gently. "Lorrie, your parents died in an accident, and you were lost in the countryside. We tried so hard to find you. You are the treasure of the Torres family. We won't let anyone hurt you!"Just then, a greying man entered the bedroom. It was Aldo Torres, the owner of Univers
2 years later…Her eyelids gently trembled, responding to the caress of the cool morning breeze that delicately kissed her exposed skin, while a quilt modestly concealed the other half of her body.Her eyes struggled to open, but her other senses were acutely aware. Outside the window, a chorus of cheerful birdsong filled the air, signaling the arrival of a new day.The subtle fragrance of a familiar male cologne lingered in the room, intertwining with the soft, fresh breeze that gently swept over her skin, causing delightful goosebumps to rise.Her heart seemed to have a mind of its own, beating rapidly in response to the presence of someone she knew well. Slowly, the fog of sleep lifted, and her brain began to register her surroundings. As her vision cleared, memories of the previous night flooded back - wild memories of passion and connection shared with her ex-husband.She realized that the coming days would be filled with difficult decisions and emotional challenges, but for now,
**After the office hours were over, Sharon took Allora shopping for a new dress for the party. To her horror, Sharon chose a beige-colored bodycon dress with full net sleeves, making her fitted appearance stand out."Are you crazy? I am not wearing that dress. You know short dresses, and especially body-hugging ones, are not for me," Allora said in disbelief. She never expected her best friend not to know her clothing preferences."Oh, you always dress like an old lady in loose clothes, and the place we're going has a dress code. Oh... we have to buy sandals too." Sharon hustled her into the trial room.'You've seen worse in your life, and I want to make you forget the shit you went through for that asshole,' Sharon thought.Going to the party was just an excuse to get her out of her shell."Oh, you always dress like an old lady in loose clothes, and the place we're going has a dress code. Oh... we have to buy sandals too," Sharon hustled her into the trial room.'You've seen wors
With a threatening glare, he motioned for her to get in the car, and she obeyed, too terrified to resist any longer. The once familiar vehicle now felt like a suffocating cage.As the engine roared to life, the car began to move, taking her away from the safety of the club and deeper into the unknown. Her mind raced with a million questions, and yet, she knew better than to challenge him further.Inside the car, a tense silence enveloped them, broken only by the sound of Allora's shaky breaths.Her heart raced as Mason accelerated the car, making her grip the seat in fear. The sensation of speed overwhelmed her, and every turn felt like a whirlwind of terror. Allora tried to find strength within herself, but the fear was overwhelming, suffocating her every thought.Mason not iced her fear but showed no signs of concern or remorse. Instead, he smirked to himself, relishing the power he had over her emotions. The thrill of her vulnerability seemed to fuel him."Still the same, huh?" he