In a private hospital room, Hera slowly opened her heavy eyes to a crack and shifted them around, scanning the room to master the soft lights. A IV tube stuck to her wrist, moving so lightly."Lucy?" She stared at the back of a silhouetted figure pacing around and muttering inaudibly. "Am I in the hospital, Lucy?"This time, Lucy was able to catch a few mutterings from Hera as she weakly spoke. Then Lucy spun around, wiping tears from the corners of her face."Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! You're up!" She dashed forward and leaned into Hera, hugging her so tenderly."Is this a hospital, Lucy?""Yeah. You're in a hospital, darling. The doctor said it was good, that everything is good now. You just need to rest well to get better." As Lucy's lips parted, revealing her teeth, she leaned forward and planted a kiss on Hera's forehead. Then she stared down at Hera laying flat on the bed; looking pale and weak."Why isn't there anyone in? Did they all get discharged already?"Lucy sank her body at
Right outside the restaurant, Jack, Kelvin's bodyguard, caught Bob while he was fleeing as fast as his legs could carry him. Apparently, his legs weren't long enough for the bodyguard to catch up with. Squirming as hard as he could, the grip on his jacket got fiercer."Let me go, you little boy! How dare you treat an older man this way?! You have no–""Shut up and get in there, old man! Answer to my boss, then you'll be free to leave!" Jack spat as he dragged Bob back into the restaurant.The wide eyed Syntia watched the roughness with a pounding heart. "Why did you run away, uncle Bob?""Wow! Is that granddaddy, Mommy?" King gaped at the sight of Bob."You don't have a granddaddy, King. Go draw Mommy with your crayons, okay? Daddy and Mommy want to discuss adult stuff.""Okay. I'll go draw Mommy now!" Glancing behind his shoulder, King skipped off, and rummaged through his little backpack with a broad grin plastered on his face.Did I just hear that boy refer to Syntia as 'mommy'? Hi
Walking along the serene area, the tears kept gushing down Syntia's eyes. As her hands swiped left and right, her puffy eyes darted around nervously. Other residents watched her pass them as she sniffed nonstop. "Why would they say things like that to me? I… I was never married." Halting her tired steps, she slumped on the walkway. "How can she say that I gave birth to her grandson when I'm dead sure that I've never had sex."Getting up from the walkway as the eyes on her became intense, Syntia pushed herself up and walked on, grumbling all the way through the estate shuttle. Her silent cry crept into the passengers' ears."I don't even know where my uncle has been taken. I'm still a virgin, right? I know I am."Mouths hung loosened in the bus. And as the passengers turned toward Syntia dabbing her eyes with the sleeve of her jacket, the driver peeked at her through the rearview mirror."Uncle Bob must say something about this because I…" As though realizing something, Syntia pulled
Curled up in a little ball, Syntia trembled as tears stained her cheeks. People stared at her, while others spoke into their cell phones."Ms, please you'll need to leave. Here isn't meant for homeless people." A man in a security uniform shook Syntia lightly, and she stared.Syntia knocked the man's hand off her body, then slowly sat up. "I'm not homeless!""Then, please go back to your home because you're gonna get into trouble if you stay longer here." A slight annoyance weaved around the man's words.While supporting her shaky legs by gripping the railing, Syntia's chest heaved hard. She pressed her back against the wall, facing the busy road with flashy cars flying past her face. She burst into tears all of a sudden, and glided to the ground."Ms? Please leave, Ms. I'm gonna get the cops on you if–""Mommy!"The uniform man jumped at the abrupt scream that penetrated the air. Wide eyed, he watched little King threw himself into Syntia's arms. While he was getting used to that sho
In a private room, Hanord and Kelvin downed bottle after bottle of dark yellow liquid drink sott on a low glass table. As the music echoed lightly, shutting the other side of the club off, two naked girls danced on a platform, alternating it with the pole dancing."Could you repeat that for me, please?""Just like you heard it. Weird, right?"As Hanord's eyes popped open, he took quick glimpses at the girls spreading their legs wide for their audience who seemed not so concerned by their hard works. "Man, it is weird! How did it happen that such a thing was kept away, so well without you finding out?""That mother of mine, I just don't know what to say to her after that day.""And you say Syntia is denying it?"Shaking his head slightly, Kelvin rubbed his face with his hand. "Flat! She says; in repeat that she's a virgin, that she's never been touched, not even with her finger.""Wow! Not fucked even once, at that age? You gotta be kidding me, man!""You can imagine my shock. Such hot
Chewing off her fingernails, Hera stared at the lit screen of her cell phone clutched in her hand. Sweat beads rolled down her face the second a call was picked from the receiver's end."Are you okay, Mr. Hanord. Did–""Who's this? How did you get my private number?""You gave it to me. This is Hera, sir.""Oh Hera!"Pulling her brows together, Hera shifted the phone a bit away from her ear as those lewd sounds rushed in. The sucking and licking of certain areas made her swallow hard, and at that second, her bottom lip dragged in between her teeth as she began to create imaginary scenes in her head, forgetting why she called."What's up, Hera? You sound distressed."Gasping out of her trance, Hera stuttered into the phone, "L-Lucy, my friend, is quite pissed with you, sir.""Why? Because I didn't let my bodyguard fuck her right there before his boss? Is that it?""Not exactly, sir.""Then what?""Because of what your family did to me. She's quite protective of me now."Again, the deep
"None at all? My baby boy!" Venice cleared things off the table violently. "Did you hear what the doctor just said, Kelvin?! Now what the hell are we gonna do, now that there's none available right now?! Oh my God! My beautiful baby!"As Kelvin paced around the office, running his hands through his messy hair, doctor Smith dared to speak, so calmly."If you would permit me to say that there's just one available. 'A living donor'."Venice and Kelvin immediately stopped what they were doing and listened closely."So what are we waiting for?! Who's that living donor?" Venice dabbed at her tears, sniffing. "Who's willing to do this, and for what price, Smith?"Smith glanced at Kelvin and shifted his gaze back at the eager Venice, then he swallowed. "She told me how she was interested in helping King, that I should run the necessary tests on her if she was a match, and she is definitely a match. They match so perfectly.""Smith, don't tell me it's Syntia."Venice's head snapped at Kelvin.
"Hey, darling. I came as soon as I heard."Hanord waiting outside the intensive care unit, turned at the sound of the familiar voice calling from behind. Excruciating hours had passed in their faces."Were you able to meet with the doctor, recommended by doctor Smith?""Yeah. We'll talk about it later, but please, come sit for a sec, you look like crap." On her heels and simple flowing gown, Natasha joined Hanord. She helped the weary Hanord to a chair that was pressed against the wall. "Come here, sweetheart."Dragging a deep breath in, Hanord kissed his wife on the lip and wrapped his arms around his wife, then shut his eyes as he inhaled her intoxicating scent. "God, this feels nice! I haven't had a good rest since forever.""You did so good, babe. You did good." Sighing heavily, Natasha patted Hanord's back softly. "How's that little angel doing? Any improvement?"As Hanord detached himself from his wife, Natasha dropped her bag on the floor near her foot. Her eyes welled with tea