"Save it, Syntia with a letter S." He chuckled softly, turning around to meet her naked eyes. "The only thing I want is putting smiles on my son's face. I'm glad he could find something worthy in you like his father has found something too." Syntia's jaw hung loosely when her eyes caught the blinding skin of the towering man in front of her. Drooling was a bit low, to say the least. "How much are you offering, sir? I need to be sure." "We could discuss that after sending my son to his room. I'm already naked… we can lock King in his room now and fall right on the bed." "I want frosted cereals, Mommy. Please feed me some." Glaring at his son, Kelvin backed away from the trembling Syntia. "I was only talking about caring for King, not warming your bed… sir." "You can go to the pantry over there. Everything you need is right there." He sauntered toward the bathroom. "If you need to go shopping, let me know, I'll take you there myself." "What about his school? I mean–" "There won'
Matching back into King's private room, Kelvin's face hardened. His breathing was ragged as he paced around the room, glancing over his son lying flat on the bed. "Has everyone gone mad?" Through his clenched jaws, the words slid out. "Syntia dare degrade my son, the only heir of Kelvin Blakes, to… How dare they bring down the status of my boy with nonsensical suggestions?! I should accept an inferior kidney..? Gosh!" The air became still as it got mixed with Kelvin's rage. As little King softly took in air, Kelvin hesitatingly sat on a chair beside the bed. He shifted in the seat as if it was lit on fire. "You're gonna be fine, my boy. Fight like the man that you are, your Daddy will get you a fresh kidney that is worth it. I promise." He took his little hand and softly stroked it. Bringing King's hand to his face, a few tear drops fell from his eyes. A silent whimper slipped out too. "Daddy?" That soft and delicate voice fell into Kelvin's ear, waking him up from the grief he
Slipping a new pair of sneakers on, Kelvin held Syntia's fierce gaze. A deadly smirk played on his face. "I'm still not gonna help you do anything! Kidnaping me won't do." "I bet getting locked in jail would do then. Right?" "Jail?" "Yup!" "Why? I didn't do anything." "When you meet the cops, you tell them that, and see who will give a damn about your stupid statement." "You will never see my pussy, sir. I can help your sweet boy with all my heart, but not you." Kelvin slid forward, grabbing hold of Syntia's thighs as she leaned backward. He pulled her under him and pinned her there while making sure he felt her soft breasts against his chest. "Let me… let me go already… sir…" She looked everywhere else, but Kelvin's hypnotic gaze. "You see this pussy right here…" --he shoved his hand in between her thighs and palmed the entrance of her pussy, jerking Syntia like a naked current struck her hard– "it's mine until I grow tired of it." He winked, wickedly. Sensually. Syntia sho
Dead silence suddenly crept into the place as Nana struggled with her speech, almost leaving her completely speechless. Kelvin dabbed at his mother's tears as it rolled down freely. "Do you see why it isn't wise for you to be here right now? I told you to stay until the surgery is performed." "Have you found a match yet?" She quickly sat up. "Not yet." "Let me guess, those ones found aren't up to the standard you laid down, or what?" "Yes, Mom. They're all cheap and of low quality. My son's kidney should be a premium one; nothing less" "Can you listen to yourself, Kelvin?! Just hear yourself this once, please. That baby is suffering way too much, and you know that. He shouldn't be enduring such an amount of pain at this age, you stubborn man like your father!" "Nothing will happen to my strong man, Mom. He's the son of his father! So stop with this already and join me search for that–" "Premium kidney?" "Yeah." "I think you should send one of your boys to help you out on this
"Pee-pee, Mommy. Mommy!" As she snored softly, snuggling with King on his bed, the soft cry filled her ear. "Mommy, pee!" Pouting, King shook Syntia who seemed to be lost in her own world. "King? What is it, baby?" Slowly and groggily, Syntia sat up, rubbing her eyes with a huge yawn escaping her mouth. Clutching his crotch as he twisted his body, his little voice rushed out, "Bathroom, Mommy. Pee-pee…" "Sorry, darling." Yawning heavily again, Syntia scooped King in her arms and rushed him into the bathroom. While she helped him, Doctor Smith and Kelvin walked into the room. "They should be in the bathroom, sir." "I'll go check on them." "Yes, sir." Sauntering toward the bathroom, Syntia and King pushed out, almost bumping on Kelvin. "Sorry sir." Her face instantly flushed as Kelvin locked eyes with her. "When did you–" "Where's my chocolate, Daddy? Can we go home now?" Wearing a grin, Smith moved closer to King and crouched before him. "When the beautiful sun come say hi
The whistling of the wind pressed on while the elderly people stood erect on the spot. "I'm not here for you, Mrs. Blakes. I was just passing." "You can fool the freaking birds, not me!" With her walking stick, she moved forward, leaving a little space behind. "You will do your sorry ass good not to show your ugly face to me again, because I won't be this lenient the next time you ruin my taste!" The bodyguard knocked the elderly man onto the ground as they walked past. Glancing around the eyes on him, the man slowly picked himself up. His contorted face grew harder every second. "What bad fate to have met the shedevil herself on a dark day as this." After a long, dull look at the restaurant, the trembling man shuffled further down as though his strength had left him, leaving just liquid. Inside the restaurant… "Cancel the table we booked. This is Venice. Mrs. Blakes." She handed the cell phone back to the bodyguard as he cleared the way for them to go through. Outside, swept h
Up on the second to the last floor of the gigantic skyscraper, pierced into the sky, was Hanord, fiercely clicking the keyboard of his desktop computer in front of his face. The soft and sweet aroma of the steaming coffee sitting near his right hand, wafted around the enclosed office. Crumpled papers littered the large office space. Then a soundless knock crept in. Hanord adjusted his glasses but dug his head back to the pilled up files. While he continued, another knock came. This time, a bit hard. "Enter!" The door opened softly and a young girl dressed in a cooperate suit, rushed in. Her high heels clicking on the mirrored floor, as she approached Hanord whose head remained down. "Sir, Mrs–" "Send her out!" "But sir, she's–" "You, get out! If I see her shadow here, I'm gonna fire your fucking ass!" As the young woman spun around, ready to flee the wolf's den, Natasha shoved her aside, sending the young woman stumbling to the wall. The sight of Natasha pushed her heart in h
Sitting face to face with the stoic Kelvin while King nestled on her lap, inserting his hand into her t-shirt, Syntia fixed her puzzled gaze on Venice laid motionless on a bed in a huge room. An IV tube ran down from a bag of transparent liquid and into the back of her palm."Where did you meet my Mom?"Syntia shifted her gaze to Kelvin's squinted eyes roaming over her body. "Sir?" She adjusted her body in the chair."It was quite clear that my Mom knew you.""Me? I don't know her. That was my first time meeting her.""Nah… I don't think so." He wiggled his finger in Syntia's face. "Tell me your deal with her cause my sixth sense is on reader."With a gaped mouth, Syntia studied Kelvin's determined gaze on her. When she swallowed hard, glancing down at the little boy cuddled in her arms, her cell phone rang."Please excuse me, sir, I need to take the call.""Take that call when we're done talking.""It might be important.""You're trying to tell me that I'm talking trash, right?"Clut