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Ava was lying in bed. She was sleepy but she didn't let herself doze off. She waited. Patiently. Hours passed and he didn't show up. Maybe it was all her imagination. Ava buried her face in the pillow and tears of frustration gathered in her eyes. She wants to kill him. Maybe she could; once she gets better. Burying her face further in the pillow she let her body relax and tried to sleep. The ticking of the wall clock was the only faint noise in the silent room. Her breathing relaxed and she tilted her face, her eyes droopy. Just when she was about to drift into her sleep. She heard a light noise. Followed by a heavy thump of boots on the balcony. Ava's eyes flew wide when she heard the subtle creak of the window. A light shuffling and she slammed her eyes close, evening out her breathing and calming her heartbeat, pretending to sleep. She didn't hear a single sound but suddenly goosebumps rose on her flesh when she felt an intense gaze followed by a soft caress on her che
"What the f*ck are you doing here?" Jacob growled, his hands fisted on his sides and by the dark look on her father's face, she knew he was mad. She had never seen him this pissed in her entire life. "I came to see my wife," Aiden said calmly, pulling to his feet. His eyes lingered over Ava for a couple of seconds before he faced Jacob. There was something about Aiden. He stood tall with his shoulders squared, staring down at her father with that blank look. He resembled a hidden menace. "Your wife? She's not your wife!" Jacob barked. Aiden's jaw ticked as he noticed from his peripheral vision that Ava had stepped out of the bed. "She is my wife, Jacob. I've thought hard about it and concluded. I can't let her go and no one can make me think otherwise." His voice was firm. "Are you in the right state of mind? She is in this condition because of you. It's better if you leave my daughter alone." Jacob fumed. "As I said. I cannot let her go." Aiden's tone oozes out fin
Ava sat at the edge of the pool with her legs immersed in the water while gazing at the beautiful sky which resembled a dark storm. The ghastly grey clouds scattered over the sky veiling the twinkling stars and glorious moon as a chilling breeze swept past her. It was calming. She loved this weather. The serenity before the rain. The storm. The darkness. The wild breeze. The weather seemed to be in ruthless chaos. Mayhem, and then it bursts in the form of rain. With rain, everything blurred out and all that mattered at that moment was just the present. As the heavy downpour tumbled down, the breeze felt ecstatic. The darkness felt soothing. The fresh scent of after-rain felt surreal. Ava smiled a little startled when the clouds grumbled wildly. A promise of a downpour in its wake. A month had passed since Ava came back to live with Aiden. He took care of everything and wouldn't even let her step out of bed. Ava got better in a week, but he was just too caring. Aiden would s
8 years later. Her brows furrowed and a moan slipped through her lips. Confusion washed over her sleepy state as she slowly opened her eyes, Ava felt it and her eyes widened. There was something inside her. Moving. The familiarity soaked her senses. Her gaze flickered to the man on top of her. "Good morning, baby." Thrust. Her lips parted, feeling every inch of him. "Aiden," She breathed his name. He had a pillow resting beneath her hips, holding her legs wide open, he slowly moved in and out of her. "You should've woken me up," she said in her slurry morning voice. "I want to wake you up like this. The expression of surprise and pleasure on your face is a treat to my eyes," He mused. Voice deep and husky with a perfect sleepy edge to it. His hair was a mess, brows furrowed as he moved inside her. She opened her arms, and he leaned in, pressing his lips on hers in a soft kiss, his chest pressing on her bare breasts. His hand slid between them as he grabbed
He took a long drag of his cigarette, eyes fixed solely on the girl lying defenseless in his bed. Crushing the end of his cigarette in the ashtray he made his way towards his destination. The fragile-looking girl in his bed. Sitting beside her on the bed, he leaned closer. Those grey pits vehemently peered down at her. This human girl was the most intriguing thing that ever happened to him. He hates humans to the core. But ever since he dragged her into his life, things were going haywire. His fingers ghosted over her flushed cheeks which had stains of tears. His thumb pressed on the pouty lower lip. Her bottom lip was more plump than the upper lip. He loved to suck and nibble on that specific part. The urge to bite, bruise, and devour.Her pale soft skin looked delicious and flushed. Her long eyelashes caressed her cheeks. Those hazel pearls that resembled the dunes of a scorching desert were confined from him. He yearned to see those adorable dimples that kissed her cheeks ev
"Dad, you said you'd be here for Christmas," Ava's shoulders slumped in sadness. "I'm sorry, honey. The workload is hectic. I'll try my best to come," Jacob said on the phone. Ava sighed. He always does this. It has been three years since they last met. Sometimes she feels like he has forgotten that he even has daughters. "You always do this," She complained. Her voice was a lot meeker than before. Jacob sighed. "I'm sorry, honey. Please, understand." His voice sounded bleak which gave her a little hope. At least he wants to meet them. "I'll wait for you, Dad. Annie misses you," She said with a small smile. "I miss you both more," Jacob said as they said their goodbyes, and her dad dropped the call. Ava tossed the phone on the bed as she plopped down with a sigh. Blinking, she gazed at the cream-colored ceiling of her room. She missed her dad so much. Three years was a lot of time for them not to meet. Though she could understand her father, Annie was just ten years old. She had
An eerie silence resided in each corner as anxiety clutched at the dying man's heart. The room was filled with the smell of dried blood as the man on the floor trembled, scared of his almost written fate.Strong footsteps echoed in the empty basement as they reached the trembling man's body on the floor. Footsteps halted as the man with power and dominance radiating off of his large posture sat down on the chair in front of the lying man."Boss, he hasn't said a word." One of his men spoke tensing slightly when the man folded his sleeves up at such a slow and menacing pace, that his men gulped in anticipation.The boss placed his elbows on his knees and ever so slowly he moved forward. His face came out of the shadows as he placed two fingers on his lips with his thumb beneath his chin as if calculating the ways to kill the man lying in front.The man who was lying on the floor stared at the ruthless man and all the blood drained out of his system when his eyes met with the man.Sto
Her head was pounding in pain as she slowly blinked her eyes open. Her eyelids felt so heavy. A groan of pain escaped her lips as she turned around on the hard mattress. She gazed at the dull ceiling. This wasn't her room. And just like that, the events of last night bombarded her head and she abruptly sat up.Her wide eyes bounced around the room to find it empty. The furniture looked old and dirty. She got out of bed only to freeze when she found herself wearing a loose dress that reached her calves. She wasn't wearing anything inside and her bag was nowhere in sight.Her eyes glossed up as dread started to creep into her bones. Where was she? Her clothes. Did someone do something bad to her? Her heart squeezed in pain in her chest.She heard footsteps approaching and her eyes broadened in fear. She looked around the room but there was no window or restroom where she could hide. Grabbing the lamp from the bedside table she held it like a weapon as she waited like a scared kitten for