Hunter StormThe heavy silence in the air where no one speaks a word, only the sound of forks and knives clicking against the china plate can be heard. I focus my solo attention on the boiled sprouted vegetables on my own plate like they are the most adorable thing in the world.It's better than involving in an unwanted conversation with two women sitting on my opposite side, shooting their penetrating glances on me time to time. I am enjoying this thick silence than initiating a world war over the dining table."Mrs. Storm, with your permission, shall we invite the wedding planner here?" Mrs. Barnes finally cut the silence.The clanking stops suddenly and it's my cue to watch my grandmother's reaction. This woman has multiple shades of her personality, tender to touch, compassionate to fierce, gentle to ruthless, it depends on the person who dares to cross her path. Even the mighty Nathaniel Storm hesitates to use his power in front of her.And today she's my knight in shining armour
Hunter Storm "Well, the day can end in two ways, Keith, that's your name, am I right?" I lean back on the edge of table behind me and let out a puff of my cigarette. I know how I want the day to end but I give him the first choice.The man, tied in on the chair with ropes, his face battered after a brutal punching, in a hardly recognizable state, glares me with his swollen purple eyes."Blake, he isn't speaking and here I am dying to hear his godly voice." I always love to add dramatic scenes while dealing with my enemies and the man sitting in front of me almost cost us Brandon and Rochelle's life two weeks ago."Boss, he hasn't said a word since we caught him. I think he prefer dying than saying a word about his master." Blake says.I take another whiff of the cigarette and tower my body over the beaten man, holding the arms of chair," What is he saying, Keith? You haven't said a word?" I release the smoke on his face causing him to cough badly.I feel immense pleasure to see the f
Anna Harris "So, Anna, are we friends now?" Brandon, Rochelle's brother asks me with his charming playful smile."Aren't we already friends?" I ask him in the same playful tone."C'mon Brand, you can't stop hitting on her. How does this friendship idea pop in your mind when all you are planning on to take her in your room and-" Before she can complete the sentence, I clamp my palm on her mouth.I want the earth to swallow me alive. Mrs. Storm is right, this woman surely need to filter her manners, not for her married life but also for the others who aren't comfortable with such boldness."I really want to be more than friends with her but I see she's out of my league, so I am settled on friendship." He answers his sister but his gaze is stuck on me."I would really like to be friends with you, Brandon. You're the first guy who doesn't want to get into my pants." I smile at him.A grin breaks on his handsome face, showing his dimples. He raise his beer can to toss for our new friendsh
Anna Harris His lips on mine sent electricity pulsating through my body and tastes like the sweetest nectar with the slight taste of alcohol but I am liking it. It feels familiar but I relish it. My hands involuntarily moves to his neck and I pull him more closer, I shouldn't encourage it, this is wrong, he belongs to another woman but why I am failing to build a wall between us, why am I attracted to this sexy meat?He groans due to my lack of response and bite on my lip causing me to give him the access to explore my mouth. His hands drops from the wall to my shoulders and started tracing my skin over the fabric of my dress.His arms stops on the curve of my waist and give me a light squeeze, his crotch, specially his hardness presses on my lower abdomen and it resultes in butterflies doing salsa inside my tummy.He pulls me impossibly closer but at the mean time, my lungs rebel for oxygen. I place my palms on his broad chest and try to push him. He breaks the kiss and stares at me
Anna Harris Pressing on the door bell, I stand impatient with a million butterflies doing a whirlwind movement inside my stomach. Suddenly, the time seems to pass slower or I am just too excited to meet my loved ones after three days. It is the longest span of time that I've been apart from them unless I used to go on trips with my friends.How's my Mom and her drinking habits?How's Aiden coping up with this new changes in our lives? Money is certainly a big issue for us and being only twenty one and still a college student, it's harder for him to take care of both our Mom and himself.I press it again as no one opens the door, now my anxiety is reaching to another level."You should release the stress, Miss Harris, they're doing fine." I hear Blake saying, who is standing just two feet away from me.I crane my neck backward to give him a quizzical look," How do you know about their wellbeing, Mr. Blake?" I raise my brow," Don't tell me that your Boss has been spying on my family as
Anna Harris "Anna, who told you all this and more importantly who is Mr. Solares?" Aiden's suspecious eyes lingers between us.Here comes the hardest part. How am I going to tell him that a stranger offered me a helping hand when I had nowhere to go, nobody to give me a shelter. That stranger is no ordinary man but a rich businessman of the states.Hunter freaking Storm."Blake works for Hunter Storm, the man who gave me protection and more importantly a roof over my head when everyone turns their back on me including our Mom." I wince at the last part."Hunter Storm?" He blinks his eyes again, disbelief is all I can decipher from the mixed emotions playing on his face."Yes, Hunter Storm, I walked into him in the same night when-" I pause and swallow the lump in my throat, it's still hard for me to recite those moments."Anna, are you trying to say that Hunter Storm, the billionaire bad guy appeared from nowhere and offered you his help in the exchange of nothing?" He asks."I know
Anna HarrisWhen I enter in the penthouse with Blake on my tail, it's ghostly silenced and a familiar coldness mixed in a certain warmth is lingering in the air means Hunter has returned from his work. He usually comes back after ten or perhaps in midnight. Now I understand what are the possible reasons of his late coming. "Boss wants to see you in his office." Blake says to me thus snapping me out of my morbid thoughts. "How do you know that he wants me in his office. You just entered here with me?" I arch my brow at him curiously. "There is a device called phone, Miss Harris." He replies with sarcasm.I look down in embarrassment. It was stupid of me to ask him a very irrelevant question. "Please come with me." He signals me to follow him to upstairs. I quietly trail behind him but my brain isn't at peace. I need some answers and today I am going to get them from him. I am just tired of being played by everyone in my life. The first floor has two wings, left and right. The rig
Anna Harris "I was the man with whom you spent the most beautiful moment of your life, Anna. I was the man who stole your virginity but at the same moment you stole something equally precious from me, my heart.""Is this one of your sick jokes, Mr. Storm?" I let out a low growl. What does he think of himself?"Do I look like I am joking, Anna?" His green eyes turns dark and for a moment, I can see a storm forming behind those beautiful orbs.Oh fuck! He isn't joking but he was the man who drove me to a different land, those memories which I can't erase. Those enchanting green eyes belongs to him and the familiar warmth. He has been in front of me from the very next day but how could I not recognize him?Tears brim in the back of my eyes but I strongly hold them back."Listen, Anna." He rise from his chair like a majestic king and rounds his way to my side but his mere presence around me forces me to feel opposite emotions of fear and attraction."I don't want to remember anything fr