Driving up to the appointed place, I gather all the papers and hard drives. My stomach is doing backflips, I’m afraid, I have no clue what I’m walking into, nor do I know if Honey is still alive. I slide a can of pepper spray into my jacket pocket and shut my eyes as I take a long deep breath. You can do this. I gather all my courage and step out of the car. Heading to the entrance, I’m greeted by two of Lenkov’s bodyguards. “Papers and hard drives” The gigantic man, dressed in a black tuxedo says, holding out his enormous hand, his emotionless face, has me shivering in fear. I gulp hard and shook my head. “Honey first.” I dare say. The bold guy that’s with him starts nodding his head, “Kevin, the boss said we should bring her up.” I can tell Kevin is not pleased with his orders. “Very well then, Follow me.” Kevin says as he makes his way to the elevator. I force my legs to move as my breathing picks up, my heart is hammering in my throat as I walk deeper into the lions den. “Kevin
My heart skips a beat as I drive towards the address Kevin gave me. I did not dare to peek inside. I’m to afraid of what I might find or it might even be a bomb that will go off if you open the box. My curiosity is eating at me, but my fear has the upper hand.As I approach the massive gate of a huge mansion, I start to wonder who this belongs to, they did not give me a lot of information regarding my delivery. The wrought-iron gate is intricately designed with swirling patterns, creating an elegant yet imposing entrance to the property.Considering the size of the place and the beautiful drive way, I’ll say this people is filthy rich. As I pull up closer, I notice the driveway is framed by tall, perfectly trimmed hedges, adding to the sense of grandeur and exclusivity. Next to the tall gate I spot a name plate J.J.G, must be the initials of the owner. I kill the engine and slide out of my car, I rush to the gate and dump the package in the middle of the driveway. Just as the gate st
As we step into the studio, my eyes adjust to the dim lighting. The space is vast, with high ceiling and a concrete floor stretches out before me, polished to a mirror-like finish, that reflects the few light sources scattered around the room.The space is open and airy, with no unnecessary furniture cluttering up the room. In one corner, there is a stack of boxes, carefully labeled and neatly arranged. A few props are scattered around the space, but they are minimal and unobtrusive.The only real decoration in the room is the photographs hanging on the walls. They are an eclectic mix of portraits, landscapes, and abstract art, but they all share a certain quality that ties them together. Each image is perfectly composed, with an eye for detail and a sense of balance that is hard to achieve. As I move around the room, examining the photos, I am struck by the sense of order and control that permeates the space. Shane has created a sanctuary, a place where he can create and focus withou
Forgiveness is making a mindful decision to live in the present, even if the past still hurts."Hey, sis. I brought rocky roads and... Tada... wine." Clara smiles brightly pulling the wine from behind her back. Her eyes betrays her, the shimmering is not because she is happy, it is because they are swimming in tears, she is fighting so hard to hold them in."Come here." I grab her and pull her to me, embracing Clara in one of my bear hugs. My poor baby sis. The tears starts weeping from her eyes."I'm so sorry." She mumbles on my shoulder."It's okay." I hold her at arm's length, smiling warmly at her to let her know I did forgive her. "Come let's go inside, the pizza is getting cold." She nods as she wipes her nose with her sleeve. "Yeah," She says, sniffing."It's kind of creepy outside, I could swear I saw someone following me," Clara says as she walks in. "What? Where?" I ask worriedly.She frowns at my reaction. "Ann, what's going on?""Hm, nothing, come let's eat," I say, tryin
Be fearless in the pursuit of what sets your soul on fire.There is a small café close to Shane’s apartment , called, Cozy corner café. As we push open the wooden door, the delightful smell of freshly brewed coffee envelops us. The café is filled with warm yellow lights and soft music playing in the background as a cheerful hum of chattering customers fills the space.We make our way to the counter, where a barista is busy crafting latte art on the surface of a rich espresso shot. She flashes us a warm smile and focus hard at the task at hand. “What can I get you?” She finally ask.I take a moment to survey the menu, which boasts an impressive selection of artisanal coffee drinks, each accompanied by a detailed description of its unique flavor profile.“A hazelnut latte and one of your croissant.” A perfect combination to start my day.“And for you sir?”“The same please.”“Okay, please take a seat while I make your order.”We find a cozy corner by the window and sink into a plush ar
You only realize how lucky you are, when you have experienced something horrifying or a remarkably narrow escape. The screech of tires fills the air as our two vehicles collide in a violent crash. Glass shatters and metal crunches as my car is struck by a black SUV. Slamming into my tailgate, my eyes wide in shock as I grip the steering wheel. My vehicle starts to spin out of control as I fight hard to keep it on the road. With a sickening jolt, my car slams into a nearby pole, sending shards of glass and twisted metal flying through the air. The impact is so powerful that it knocks me unconscious, leaving me slumped over the steering wheel. The smell of gasoline fills the air, and smoke begins to rise from the engine. “Lilly-Ann!!” The hysterical cry of my sister’s voice, shook me awake. “Lilly-Ann!!, please Lord let my sister be okay,” she cries out. The black SUV driver’s face obscured by the tinted windows as he quickly realizes the gravity of the situation. He makes a split-se
The air between us is thick with electrical, sexual tension. A jolt of electricity runs down my spine as my cheeks heat up, aroused only by his presence. His forest green eyes locked on mine as they draw me in, I can get lost in those eyes.He stands a few feet from me, but some how I can feel the warmth emanating from him. I can see the desire burning in his gaze. A mischievous grin forms on his face as he stands there in silence. In that moment, time seems to stand still an the world around us fades away.Lorenzo takes a step forward, his eyes never leaving mine. My heart starts pounding as he slowly closes the distance between us. His warm hand reaches out as he gently brush a strand of hair from my face. His touch so gentle and tender, I can’t help but lean into it, craving more of him.“My sweet baby girl.” His voice sincere. “Your all bruised and beaten up.” His jaws clenched as he runs his fingers down my jawline pausing at every scrape on my face as he scans them intensively.
The late afternoon sun casts a warm golden glow over my body as I step out the hospital doors. I needed to make a pit stop at the bathroom, Lorenzo went a head to fetch the car. I take in a deep breath of fresh air, enjoying the afternoons sun on my face. I have been cooped up in the hospital for way to long and the feeling of freedom is like a balm to my soul.“Hey” Lorenzo’s deep, rich voice calls adding to my good mood. He’s leaning against his black Bugatti La Voiture Noire, with his arms folded across his chest, looking handsome and relaxed in his t-shirt and jeans. “Want a lift baby girl?” A mischievous grin paints his face.A smirk pulls on the corner of my mouth. “Nope, I don’t get in a car with a stranger.” Lorenzo straightens up and a smile spreads across his face as he makes his way to me. “I’m no stranger, baby girl. I’m the man taking you home and writing a whole new road map on every inch of your body, I’ll make you scream my name, like it’s the only one you know as I