Finally 🤩.... Nope, I won't do that. No spoilers. P. S: the **** by Lind is an original from me. Do NOT plagiarise . Enjoy your read. And please, drop a comment.
Twenty-SevenMelinda relished the warmth that enveloped her. Ajax' embrace had to be the comfiest duvet she could ever ask for. With her eyes still closed, her back to his front, she snuggled further into his embrace."I wish I could stay like this forever." She mumbled."Me too baby. How'd you sleep?" He asked, kissing her cheek from behind as he rubbed her arm."I think I just had the best sleep." She lay on her back to look at him. "What about you?" She cradled his face, tracing his lips with her fingers as she had a brief flashback of what his lips did to her "Mmm" He trapped her fingers between his lips. "I had the best sleep too. It was beautiful, ecstatic, fueling, energy consuming, almost addictive..." He suckled her fingers. She gasped."Are we talking about the same sleep?" She giggled."Yes baby." His murmured."I don't think so.""I do. I'm pretty sure you do too. I mean... have you forgotten how we rolled and kicked, tried different angles, clawed at each other, skipped
Twenty-Eight"Payne is psychotic. I'm sure of it. I just need to find proof." Those were the words that came out of Collin's lips the moment Lucrecia said "Hope you survived your visit to Payne's territory.""Hello, it's been a minute. I've been great. What about you?" She quipped, in a bid to ease him up a bit as he rapped those words of despair. He seemed tensed up as opposed to the last time she saw him when they had shared a moment- the moment that stayed permanently in her mind for days and nights when her nightmares didn't come. The moment that instantly replayed itself in her head, sending the butterflies in her chest to flutter when he had breezed into Reynolds when the first thing he had said was, 'Where is Ajax?" before rapping what Payne was."I've been..." He paused, obviously flustered and secretly sorry. He had almost forgotten about their kiss. "I've just been walking on thin ice." He stopped himself from reaching for her hands.Too late. Lucrecia was able to catch on t
Twenty-Nine"Cheers to you Mel." Lucrecia raised her glass, quipping with excitement as the others joined her in the celebratory gesture of clinking glasses. They were having a girl's day out, just for a few hours in Snug, one of Hingham's precious bars to celebrate Melinda's twenty first birthday."Happy birthday baby sis." Sam winked."I basically got older today. Why the baby tag?" Melinda shot Samantha a look as she got her glass refilled."You're freaking twenty one. You're the youngest among us. No hard feelings." Lorren shrugged, winking in the like manner Sam did."I think we should do something more active than sitting pretty in an equally pretty bar." Sam suggested as she looked around. People that weren't drinking were dancing on the floor while extremely horny people were making out in the little 'private' corners they could find."We aren't just sitting. We are drinking. Who's she again?" Lois fired at Melinda."Samantha James. A good friend and ex colleague in Cock and B
Prologue "Godammit!" Melinda cursed under her breath as she picked up the noisy metal trays that crashed on the wooden floor, probably in a bid to reveal her plans to the entire sleeping household. It was just the break of dawn on a Saturday morning. A perfect morning for her escape. She had been serving the Wright's family for eight years, since she was rescued from the jaws of the street. She has always been a girl who loves freedom. Her first fight for freedom was against a very fetish group of kidnappers who captured her while she was 'free'. She had escaped through the back door of her family house just to go into the woods to play with her rabbit friends. Her freedom was snapped out of her fingers by those evil men. She was only eight years old then. Waiting for the ripe moment when she could attain the stage of becoming their sex slave, they held her captive for four years. But, the cunning beautiful freedom
ONE Wiping off beads of sweat and water with an angry swipe, Linda (Melinda) thrived with her fast jogging despite the down pour the heavens kept releasing on her. She was the only one jogging on the pedestrian walk, in one of the remote areas in Westwood,in the city of Boston. It was close to four months since her escape from the home of the Wrights. She had ended up in an abandoned old dilapidated building she found close to the woods. Her freedom was beautiful but it only deprived her of quality feeding. During her first month of her newly found freedom, she fed mainly on shrubs and veggies. The subsequent months saw her improving in the standard of her living. She had first of all gotten a job in a bar. She worked as a waitress in a small bar that has low customers before graduating to one of the most successful restaurants in the town, were she worked at shifts and was opportuned to have two days off during the week.It was on one
TWO "I hate you." These were the only words that Melinda could utter among other tirade of insults she had ranted off in her mind after Mr Alpha Male had dropped the bomb. He was seated in a reckless position, looking all calm and unperturbed as if what he had just said was the most natural thing to say while she was seated in a vividly uncomfortable manner, she had her legs clamped together, her hair damp from the rain fall."Clearly. If looks could kill I'd probably be dead by now." He replied cooly. His steel gaze left her thinking the same thing. "Except I am mad, but, did I just hear you say you want me to be your personal assistant in whatever shady business you're into, you want me to be your cook, you want me to live with you, you want me to quit my job, you want me to basically breath under your watch?" She asked, standing up, already calculating her moves to hit him or run."Well, you look sane even though your eyes look like they will pop out.
THREE"Did Ajax tell you all to be cold to me? I don't understand why I have been asking a simple question and you all will look at me like I have a frog in my mouth." Melinda said, wincing as the shaving blade touched her skin. She glared at the three unmaidly maids that had been pruning her hair. They were 'unmaidly' to her because they were not dressed as maids."Get her ready for waxing" The woman who seemed like their leader said before walking away."We do not speak of Ajax. He is a good man. Any questions you have should be directed to him." One of the maids who seemed friendly said." Erm mada..." Melinda started"Lucrecia" The friendly maid corrected."Okay. Lu, I just want to know if he is a prince.""Ask him yourself." The other replied coldly, talking through gritted teeth."Being too inquisitive will get you nowhere." Lucrecia said as she reached for Melinda's face to pluck her eye brows."But I don't even k
FOURFor someone who claimed he ran a drug cartel, Melinda expected his house to look like it. Portraits of gangsters, drug lords and funky musicians is what she expected as decorations in the entire building. Instead, what she saw was floral decorations, art works at every possible place, paintings, sculptures and a very large portrait of a half naked Ajax in the hallway.She looked around and saw everyone busy, carrying cartons, files, making calls, cleaning, reading papers. They where clad in pale yellow suits, royal blue suits, purple suits or black suit. The persons dressed in black suits were obviously body guards. She would find out what the other persons and their different suits signified. She recalled the maids were dressed in fitting dark green gowns. She looked at herself. She was dressed in a black flannel jump suit and black stilettos which surprisingly, she could walk in. She wondered what her job exactly would be. She approached the stairs