LOGINI still remember the day when I first laid eyes on her. when I saw her, the only thing that came to my mind was how can someone be so catastrophically beautiful? did she come straight from heaven? because she seemed like an angel to me. she wasn't wearing anything revealing. she was dressed casually. with a simple white coat and stethoscope around her neck, she still managed to look extremely gorgeous. her long brown hair which was braided nicely. I've never seen someone like her in my life, she was just perfect. I have never felt this way about anyone before, she was different. for the first time in life, I felt like regretting the life I was living. for the first time, I felt like I shouldn't be doing what I have been doing so long. For the first time, I felt like being a better person. I wanted to know how it feels to be loved. because never in my life have I experienced anything like that.
I saw that innocence in her eyes. It gave me new hope. I thought that for the first time that I have found someone who would understand me, who wouldn't hate me. but I remember as soon as her eyes met mine it changed into something else. it turned into disgust and hatred. it made my blood boil with anger because what I thought wasn't true. She was just like everyone else who hated me. but the thing which surprised me the most was she wasn't scared of me. I was able to see the fierce look in her eyes, challenging me. It amused me. I liked that about her and that made me want her more than I've wanted anyone in my life. I know that people hated me but I also know that they quiver with fear when they heard my name. but she was far from being afraid of me. I wanted her to be petrified by my presence. I wanted her to despise me but I also had a strong urge to have her all for me. I wanted her badly. no matter if she liked me or not. that's why I've been searching for her for the past one year.
I don't know what is it with me, I couldn't keep her out of my mind. I feel the need to find her, I have to find her otherwise I would probably go insane. it is well known to me that she is an angel and I don't have a place in heaven. I was always meant to walk in hell but somehow I have that strange longing to drag her straight with me to hell. because she belongs to me. She is mine. no matter what, I am going to get her.
I gulp the contents of my glass in one go. I can feel the burning sensation in my throat. damn! it feels so good. I usually come to this club whenever I have to close a deal or if I had some serious business shit but mostly to have fun, you know what I mean. but I haven't been here for a long time because Nicole kept messing with my mind. I couldn't concentrate on anything. I guess I am pretty much whipped. I look up and I see max approaching me.
"Hey man! how you doing?" he says sitting on a stool next to me.
"Did you get anything on her?" I ask him in a serious tone.
He shrugs and says "Sorry buddy, but we weren't able to track her down yet." I shoot him an irritated glare as he continues" I don't know Chris how she managed to escape that day. and after that when we went to her clinic she was already gone. we even reached the place where she lived and asked her neighbors but nobody had any clue about where she went."
I don't say anything, after a while, he hesitantly says "Chris I don't understand why we are looking for this girl? she is just an ordinary girl, it's not like she is going to rat on us. why are you wasting your time on her when you have so many other important things to take care of. if Richard gets to know about this, he wouldn't be happy with you."
I clench my jaws in frustration and say " Its none of your business to know what I am doing. I just want to get her current location, that's it. if you are not able to do it then I'll do it myself. do you understand?"
He doesn't say anything after that and I know that he understood what I meant. I didn't want to be rude to max. he is my only best friend and I know he cares about me. but right now I am not in a mood to argue. After a while, he asks me looking confused " Chris, are you drunk?"
" Just a little maybe," I tell him. I can see my vision getting blurry. I guess I had enough drinks for today.
"Should I get someone to drop you to your place?" he asks with concern. I run my fingers through my hair in frustration and look up and to my surprise I see Mia dancing at one of the poles. as soon as she finds me looking at her she flashes me one of her sweetest smiles. without breaking my eye contact with her, I reply to max "I don't think so. I guess I am staying here tonight."
He moves his head in the direction I am looking and smirks "Okay dude, I get it. I hope you have a good time. See you tomorrow." saying so he leaves.
I look at Mia and notice that she is wearing a black lace thongs which is barely covering her body. I see her now swirling her ass in my direction. I know that she is doing that to get my attention and I am giving full of it. She dances for some more time, then getting down the table makes her way towards me. I look at her sexy body, Her fierce red hair flowing down her shoulders, her long tan legs, her hard nipples which are peeking from her laced bra. She looks absolutely goddess. I want to fuck her right here, right now. she approaches me and before I can say something she sits on my lap straddling me. I can feel my cock getting harder against her pussy. fuck! she definitely knows how to tame a wild man. she trails her fingers down my jawline.
"Its been so long since you visited here last time. Is everything okay Chris?" She says looking straight into my eyes.
" I don't think we should waste our time talking when we can do so much better with our mouths," I say planting a soft kiss at the corner of her lips.
She laughs at my response and says " You're right." immediately taking up my hint she crashes her lips against mine. As soon as our lips meet I feel relieved. This is what I needed right now. My hand goes back to the nape of her neck and I pull her closer as if I can't get enough of her. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and she parts her lips making way for it. Our lips move in synchronous and I feel pure pleasure. As soon as I close my eyes suddenly I see a face in front of me, I see Nicole's face. her ocean blue eyes, her cute little nose, her full lips, and long brown hair. I imagine feeling her soft lips, my hands on her curvy body and then I realize it's not her, its Mia, and I immediately scramble away from her feeling guilty. why am I thinking about Nicole?
Mia looks at me in confusion and asks cupping my cheeks" Hey! what's wrong? are you okay?"
I look at her and smile " Yeah. I am fine." then I begin kiss to her slowly. tasting her, devouring every inch of her. soon it turns into a hungry kiss. both our tongues dance in rhythm. my hands roaming all around her body. her hands go behind my back slightly tugging my hair. I bite her lower lip teasingly making her moan between my lips. I cup her butt and she takes this opportunity to wrap her legs around my waist. I stand up with her clinging onto me and start walking without breaking the kiss. soon we reach one of the rooms upstairs of the club. as we get in the room I gently close the door behind me.
ChristopherI feel a numbing shiver run down my spine as I rush towards Nicole before she collapses to the ground. "Oh, my god!" I gasp, catching her in my arms while I slump down to the floor with her. I pant heavily as I watch the red spot growing darker over her chest. Fuck no! My throat begins to constrict, with panic flooding through my entire body as my eyes catch the bullet wound on the right side of her chest just below her collarbone. All I could feel at this moment is sheer dread, like my head is going to fucking explode any second. Jesus! How the hell this happened? I try hard to keep my composure in check, but my hands literally shake as I wrap them around her shoulder and rest her head over my lap. No...This is just a terrible nightmare. This can't be fucking real. I try to convince my mind by saying that. But when Nicole winces in pain, my eyes turn red in fury, realizing that this is indeed reality. I clench my jaw, feeling hot anger fabricating in every cell of my bo
My body goes rigid with shock. I could realize that night it wasn't just me who was hurt by my dad's actions. Max was also equally affected. And from the agony shadowing his face, I could fathom he has endured more than what I went through. How could my dad ruin both our families like that? Suddenly my features soften and I feel like sympathizing with him. "You promised to marry her and then left...You went back to your family. Have you never wondered how we were living? Didn't your heart ever want to know how your son was doing?"I bite my lip when I see Max's eyes blazing with sadness and the hatred that I tried to bury for my dad begins to surf back. "You always prioritized your family. Then why the hell you made my mother fall for you? Why the hell you made her believe that you loved her? Why the hell you kept her in dark? She was a fool to believe you." He shakes his head and stares blankly at the wall in front of him. "She waited for you...but when you never came, she decided t
My chest tightening looking at how easily he had let everything out without an ounce of remorse in his tone. I don't know if I am shocked or hurt or just numb after listening to all this. I can't believe out of all those people it had to be Max- the person that I trusted the most after Richard. And the irony is, they both were the men who tricked me.The lump grows bigger in my throat as I try to speak. "How could you, Max? You were my best friend....""Best friend?" He huffs. "You never considered anyone as your friend except that fucking Leo. That motherfucker...you both were fucking assholes together." A sudden rage thrives in his voice as I stare at him. "Richard always wanted us to not bring anything about him in conversations with you. But now as you are going to die, it wouldn't be a bother." He clenches his jaw and shakes his head. "I was so happy to know that he died in that fucking accident and you lost your memory. I hated him as much as I hated you. You both fucking deserv
ChristopherI was raging with fume when I stormed out of the hotel. And when I arrived at the location where Richard wanted me to be, my mind was for sure not in the fucking right place, and I definitely couldn't think straight. I swear I was going to rip the head off Richard's neck if he ever tried to lay a single finger on Nicole. How the fuck he thought he could drag Nicole into this shit? Isn't he a man enough to fight me alone? I am going to fucking kill him.I had the same mindset of killing him when I marched toward the gates in front of me. But as I saw his goons rushing out of what looked like an abandoned house to grab me, I realized I was here without a fucking plan. Fuck! Four men fucking jumped on me before I could do anything. I should have known better to have a backup before showing up here. Why the fuck I didn't think calmly about this before? Anger always seems to shut the rational part of my mind, and I fucking fail to realize it until I am in an utter mess. I still
Peter nods at him and then turns to the man next to me. "Bring her down." He orders, walking out of the room. I watch as the men around me untie my hands and legs and force me to stand. They then drag me behind Peter as he walks down the hallway. As I look around, I notice it to be a deserted house, almost looking like a mansion with a thick coat of dust covering most of the things and ugly webs hanging around. They take me down the stairs into the main hall.I struggle under their grip and scream. "Fucking leave me!" As I lift my eyes to look up, I see men on the opposite side, dragging Christopher inside the house.He looks angry as he struggles to push them. He looks up and his eyes meet mine and he whispers. "Nicole." His tone is laced with worry as he glances at me to check if I am okay. He then turns his gaze and glares at the men holding me and says. "Don't you dare fucking touch her...""So our hero is finally here," Peter interrupts, and Christopher's eyes shift to look at h
It takes me less than half an hour to get to Christopher's hotel. When I get to the reception, the woman behind it signals me to the Audi waiting outside. I guess she is the one who called me. First, I think about going to Christopher's room, but then I realize he wouldn't have asked me to get in a car if he was still there. When I reach near the car, I wonder how I didn't notice it while going to the hotel. Has Christopher arranged it for me? I just can't wait to see him anymore, so I thrive in excitement and get in the backseat. I saw the driver in the front seat already but I am still disappointed when I don't find Christopher in. Of course, if he is not here, then he would be waiting for me at the destination where he wants me to get. I get a thought about calling him, but I stop myself from doing that. If he wanted to inform me himself, he would have called me before. Why would he ask the receptionist to do so? I guess he is trying to keep it as a surprise and I have no freaking







