A black BMW stopped in front of them and a man came down from the passenger’s side and opened the back door, a foot first stepped out followed by a man dressed in a black suit with long coat and a black hat, he had a cigar in his mouth and his brown eyes went to Ava and he smiled, reaching up to get the cigar out of his mouth, “hello dear, Ava, we meet again.”
Ava stared in hatred at the man, how could she forget him, the man who had tried to take her innocence away when she was just fifteen? She shivered and hid behind Antonio who was strategizing in his mind how he can get her out of there against all odds. “You don’t think you can hide from me forever, do you my darling?” he asked and then one of the men walked up to him and whispered something in his ear.
All smiles in his eyes vanished immediately and he turned to his men, “get her and kill him,” and he got into his car again. The men corked their guns and fired but before that, a teargas was thrown in their mid
Ava had ran into her room after watching him leave with no care in the world, she had cried out her heart that she didn’t even know when she fell asleep. In her sleep, she could not get over the fact that someone was watching her but she soon lost feeling of it when she saw herself being pushed into a dark room. She turned back immediately and saw Lucian shutting the door on her face. She was scared and terrified that she started banging on the door, begging him to please get her out, to please not leave her but he had ignored her and only smiled sinisterly at her before walking away, waving goodbye to her. A loud cackle behind her told her she wasn’t alone and she turned sharply, the once dark room wasn’t so dark anymore and in the center was him, the one man she can never forget his face despite how hard she tried. He smiled and removed his cigar from his mouth as he was so found of doing, his eyes running over her body lustfully and it was then she took a good look at her
The room was bright and the woman in the bed furrowed her eyebrows. Reaching up, she intended to block the light with her hand but it was of no use, then yawning, she opened her eyes and stared straight at the ceiling. Little by little, events of last night flooded her mind. Starting by her bad dream and the man that comforted her and what happened between them after.On normal occasion, she should have been happy, toss and turn in the bed due to shyness, stand up and jump on the bed or possibly twirl around in circle on the floor, but she did none of those. Rather she was angry at herself for being so cheap, how could she have let him have his way with her last night? How could she have surrendered to him despite knowing it would mean nothing to him and he would see her as nothing but a whore? How could she have let down her self respect for him just like that?And then it dawned on her, she didn’t surrender to him, she had been lost and in pain and fear of her
Ava couldn’t bring herself to stand up from the floor, all her thoughts had turned clouded and the only thing going through her mind were his last words. Her mother’s face flashed in her mind and she remembered the last time she saw her. She had walked down from her room ready for school and her mother was smiling brightly and making breakfast, her father was sitting on the stool and telling her something, also smiling. They had both turned to the door on hearing her enter the kitchen and she had received the warmest smile from her mother who walked towards her and placed a big kiss on her head before wrapping her in a big bear hug.They had shared their breakfast over chatting about incident her father said happened in the gala night of his company which she was not able to go with them and after that, they had dropped her in school and her mother had promised to be back in two days time and make a nice lunch for her before she gets back from school. But everythi
For as long as Ava could remember; Andrew has been the one man that has always been in love with her and secretly asks her out whenever her father was not around but she has always turned him down because of his reputation with women. So it was surprising and slightly shocking to discover that he was the one that paid to own her. Like, is he really serious?“Are you out of your mind?” She asked him, the situation of things still a bit confusing to her.“Come on sweetheart, don’t be like that,” Andrew chuckled before glancing at Lucian, “hats off to you, El Diablo, you never ceases to amaze me with your efficiency in your work. You live up to your reputation.”“I believe you have what is mine now,” Lucian said, fighting hard not to glance at Ava. He may have developed a soft spot for her and may let himself appear weak in her presence but he was never going to let anyone in on how he feels about her. He is a l
“Ah my precious, I’m sorry for having to leave you for that short time,” Andrew said as he stepped into the room he had left Ava waiting, “I just wanted to make sure that I don’t leave anything that would be too pressing to interrupt our time.” He walked up to her and slightly caressed her cheek, “gosh, you grow more beautiful by the day, sparkling even. You must forgive me darling for taking this measures, I kept on waiting for the day that your father would finally let you live a life but it seem it won’t never happen. I’m not growing any younger darling, I need to savor you in my youth, not when I am too old to even enjoy a rough sex with you,” he placed his face on her neck and was lost in the elixir of her skin scent.The more he ran his nose around her, the more irritated Ava felt, she wanted to push him away, to kick him in his groin or just do something to get him away from her body but every time she glanced
Lucian casually laid on the ground his M82 sniper rifle he had reached for in his car only a minute ago. He had gotten his binoculars out after Drago and his men had sped past him in order to get a better view of their interaction but to his upmost annoyance, Drago only took action on entering the building and when he was finally with Andrew, he was still busy exchanging words with him. But words wasn’t what Lucian wants, he wanted the man to pay dearly for raising his hand on Ava and so right after Antonio had met up with him, he reached for his sniper and without a second thought, took the man down.Antonio stared at him in utter shock, his mouth wild open as he watched the man that causally picked his binoculars to spy on the house once more. Shaking his head softly still in shock, he murmured, “maldito hombre, lo has conseguido malo.”Back in the house, right after Andrew had slumped on the floor dead, Drago rushed to the screaming Ava and wrapped
A man sat in the bar of a big club, his hand constantly brought his glass of shaken margarita to his lips. He looked so oblivious to what was happening around him and doesn’t seem to take interest in the dancing bodies around him nor half naked waitress and totally naked stripers that were dancing on the stage with poles. He lifted his glass once more and took a long sip, draining the content of the glass immediately and passing the glass to the waiter in front of him for a refill.A hand slammed on the table, and he noticed someone standing beside him, “hello James, what’s up?” a blonde haired man asked, he looked slightly tipsy and he had his hand wrapped on the shoulder of a black haired beauty that was dressed in short leather skirt with a tank top and knee level leather boots. She was cooing in his arms and giggling, she too looked tipsy.James, the bartender smiled to him with a slight bow, “I’m good
Ava stood beside her window and staring into the garden and the beautiful flowers there. She heaved a deep sigh and closed her eyes, breathing in the fresh air of the day. She couldn’t believe that two years has passed by already, it still feels like yesterday that everything was happening. She could still remember him, she could still remember his eyes, the intensity of it, the brightness and intelligence of it and most importantly, the way it looks upon her and how it makes her feel.Sometimes she wonders where he was and what he could be doing but what plagues her more is the thought if he thinks about her as well, if he craves for her touch just as she craves for his. If he misses her just like she misses him, if he dreams of her like she often dreams of him. She knew he never loved her, but once in a while she often wishes and hopes that maybe somehow, she had stolen a piece of his heart. She was not asking for all, just a piece, a little piece that w