After he slapped my ass, he kissed my right butt and placed it in his mouth and sounds erupted as he did so. Soon, he was kissing the left sweetly and I enjoyed every bit of it. I was immersed in raw sensation– one which I thought I would never feel till I was married. Honestly, I had always wished to be like one and lose it to my husband on my nuptial night. Well, I doubt that will happen since sir Charles has decided to do this now.I have always wished to be married to him, my one true love and I'm glad that it will come to pass sooner than expected. At first, I was reluctant to give myself because of my Christian doctrines; which goes against such as well as his state of drunkenness. But, seeing the way things turn out and how agile and concentrated he is, I doubt that he's still drunk. Honestly, I think he's fully aware of everything that's going on and I'm truly pleased. After a while, he retracted and I realised that he wasn't kissing my butt any longer. Surprised by this, I

It was a difficult journey to the room and I'm glad that Claudia was still asleep when I arrived. Pain surged through me and it was unbearable. My head was in a mess as depression took over. I felt like dying because, at this point, I don't want to live. I can't live with this pain and I feel like my heart will soon explode. The pain in me is greater than that in my body. It's unimaginable. I wouldn't wish for such to befall anyone, not even my enemies. I rushed to the bathroom in limps and turned on the shower. Since I was only in bed sheets, I didn't fumble to peel it from my skin with my hands. Fear washed over me as I needed to be afraid of a man who disposed of me. I realised that I have to leave before he quits his room. He's a powerful man and will be able to eliminate me if I pose a threat to him and his ambition since I'm a waste to him and most likely to the world. Judging that he's famous and rich, I have to run for my life. If not for myself but for my innocent moth

Charles got up from his bed naked with an angry look on his face. He dipped his hand into his hair and looked to his side and saw a portion of his bed soaked in blood. At first glance, you will think he was disheartened but he wasn't, he was disgusted. And as he glared further, disgust surfaced throughout his whole and with creased brows, he walked to the bathroom. While he stood in the shower, he looked down at his penis and as the water touched it, the blood was washed off. He started scrubbing his body as though he had eaten a maggot or earthworm by mistake. He was utterly disgusted and he couldn't believe that he and Maureen had sex. He was annoyed that he had sex with her or would I say that he was weak to have been easily seduced by her? That was his notion as he was convinced that she took advantage of him. Now, he regarded Maureen as a loose dog who craved a rich man's attention. He was convinced that Maureen was like other ladies who wanted to get him through one means or

Antonia had been distracted by looking for Maureen and had forgotten to do what Charles instructed. As Clarisse watched the blood scene, tears fell from her eyes. Antonia was rechecking all the rooms upstairs and when she came down, she saw Charles' room door open. She went in and saw Clarisse as well as the blood scene."He killed her," Clarisse said as she saw Antonia."Keep quiet. Don't say a word." Antonia covered Clarisse's mouth."What are you saying?" Clarisse asked in tears and when Antonia saw that she was panicking, she put her hands across Clarisse's mouth and tightened them."Get a grip on yourself. Stay here." Antonia said and rushed to lock the door. "What are you doing? Don't cover this up." Clarisse said as Antonia locked the door. "Shut up!" Antonia said and when she was done with locking the door, she returned to Clarisse."Look, this doesn't mean anything okay? This could be Mr Charles' blood. What if he's ill and possibly hiding it? You're aware that he came home

Charles went straight to his study. He was surprised by Antonia's revelation even though it wasn't obvious. He was convinced that Maureen was a gold digger but he was perplexed by her decision to leave. He didn't understand. It appeared unreasonable since he believed that he was her target all along. In his view, there was no way that Maureen would quit her job. He felt that desperate girls never gave up. He was convinced that Maureen was going to come back and even if she didn't, he believed that she was probably too ashamed that her plans failed and left. Charles realised that she didn't wait for her send-off pay and that was the most confusing of all his thoughts. Even if she was ashamed, why would a desperate girl leave without money? Besides, it could be her compensation for their time together. Charles knew that a desperate lady would threaten to announce what happened between them and as such he would have to pay for her silence. He was convinced that Maureen was desperate