The next morning, Lesnar was in a hurry. Owing to Bella's visit, he could not go as early as he had planned to check on Jennifer. It was a couple of minutes past eight already in the morning. It was Saturday, and he had no serious commitments at the office. He had to use this opportunity to check on her. He knitted the laces of his white pair of sneakers that blended with his white t-shirt. Then, he grabbed his phone and hurried downstairs. Bella was live on her social media handle. On seeing Lesnar, she grinned and waved at him. “Okay, guys,” she said while being dramatic. “My baby is going out, and I have to attend to him. See you later. Bye.” Her obsession with the online space was a major issue for Lesnar. Well, what would one expect from a model? He had to compromise for peace to reign. “Sweetheart, where are you off to?” She asked as she got up and walked to him. “You haven't even had breakfast yet.”He thought of telling her the truth explicitly but changed his mind. Telli
It was late already. But Albert had no thoughts of going home to his family. Rather, he was in his car, parked outside Stella's house and groaning like a helpless animal. Oh, yes. He was helpless. Stella's head moved up and down his cock in his car. When she was done giving him, she chuckled loudly. “Are you sure you don't want to do this inside the house?” He asked her. Stella shook her head. “Sex in the car can be wild. Come here.” She moved to the back seat, and Albert followed. Hanging both legs on the two front seats, she was giving Albert full access into her pleasure garden. Albert wasted no time in diving into her. The car vibrated in rhythm with their little action. Twenty minutes later, they were done. Stella leaned on Albert's chest and stroked his entire body. “Sweetheart, it's already late,” she said. “Why not spend tonight here?” Albert shook his head. “No, babe. I have to return home tonight.” Stella was disappointed. She raised her head and looked at his face. “
Lesnar's home was an exquisite one with a real touch of wealth. He lived alone in his large estate. Stan drove through the tarmac and arrived at the gate of the main building. Lesnar could see Bella's car parked in front of the building. He always knew he wasn't going to get it easy from Bella. But the thing is, he wasn't ready for any of it. The gates opened and they passed. “Your fiance is here, Sir,” Stan said to him as he drove through. “I can see her car there. Just park and go.” Stan looked back to get certain. “You mean I should go.” “Yes, Stan," Lesnar affirmed. “I won't be going out again for today. You should be here very early tomorrow morning.” “Okay, Sir.” Lesnar stayed alone in the main building. His mansion stood out amongst every other building in his estate. Stan had a place in one of those other buildings. The same was applicable to other workers. The estate was heavily guarded. So, there was literally no need for anyone to be in his home to keep him safe. His
She hugged Emily, not minding the IV tube. Two of them shed tears for a few seconds. “I'm sorry, sweetheart,” Jennifer said. “I didn't come to take you home.” Emily shook her head. “No, Mommy. It's my fault. I shouldn't have gone to school today. I should have taken care of you at home. I'm sorry.” Jennifer was emotional to see the little girl acting like she was all grown up. She smiled weakly and cupped Emily's face. “You are such an angel, my love,” Jennifer said. “I love you, my child.” Emily giggled. “I love you too, Mom.” The doctor walked in to check on her. Seeing that she was becoming stronger, he grinned satisfactorily. “You are getting stronger,” he said to her. He stroked Emily's hair. “And you must be Emily.” Emily nodded her head. “Yes, doctor. When are we going?” “About that, both of you will have to spend tonight here. Don't worry, Emily. We'll provide the clothes you will change into. You must be hungry. What will you eat?” Before Emily could speak, Jennifer
The doctor was passing, and Lesnar quickly called his attention. “Doctor,” he called and approached him. “It's been more than two hours already. Is she not awake yet?” “I'm heading to her room now,” the doctor replied. “Please, you can come with me.” Lesnar followed the doctor to the VIP room where Jennifer was transferred to. But she was not yet awake. “What's wrong, doctor? She's not awake,” Lesnar said. The doctor pulled his stethoscope and examined her. “She's totally fine. Like I said earlier, she needs a lot of rest. Don't worry. She will wake up eventually. We will take good care of her. There's nothing to be bothered about, please.” Lesnar checked the time. It was almost evening. He knew he had to go. There were other matters he needed to attend to. He grabbed some dollar bills from his pocket and gave them to the doctor. “Please, give this to her when she wakes up. I have to go now.” “Sorry. Who should I say was here for her?” Lesnar grinned. “That won't be necessa
Lesnar jumped out of his car almost immediately and started making his way through the crowd. “Excuse me, excuse me,” he said as he meandered through the people. He soon pushed through and came to the front. It was truly the lady from the pastry shop. He squatted immediately and raised her head from the ground. “Hey, wake up. Wake up,” he said while trying to shake her body. “What the heck happened here?” He was about to carry her into his car when an ambulance pulled over. Everyone shifted aside, and the health personnel, made their way to where she was. They quickly moved her to a transfer board and then to a stretcher. In the next few minutes, the ambulance was moving. Lesnar retreated back to his car. “Follow the ambulance immediately,” he instructed Stan.When they got to the hospital, he followed up until a nurse stopped him. “Sir, you have to wait here, please.” Lesnar cocked his head and sat in the waiting area. After a couple of minutes had passed, a doctor walked out