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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN; DRUNKEN CONFESSIONS.

Author: Ronnie Devan
last update publish date: 2025-10-24 15:09:30

"Wait, you don't have to leave yet," Avan says as i pack my things. "There's no way i'm going to let you carry that suitcase by yourself." My tolerance for him is so low right now that everything he says since the hospital just sits wrong with me. "Let me? As who?" I close and lift the suitcase from the bed and wheel it out of the room. "What's up with you?" he asks and i fasten my pace to distance myself from him. The elevator ride down stairs is awkward and silent. "Let me at least help put t
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  • MATCH MADE IN HELL.   CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN; FROM MOONLIGHT TO SUNRISE TO DARK.

    The lights are off, but the bright reflection from the moon lights the whole room. He lifts me from the floor and puts me on the computer desk that is close to the door. He leans in and lick my lips. I close my eyes in anticipation. He tightens his grip on my waist and pull me to the edge of the desk. I wrap my legs around his waist. He lifts my face and connect our lips. There is nothing slow about the kiss. It is full of passion and desire. I wrap my arms around his neck, but he takes them and puts them on his trouser's waist line. I run my fingers teasingly below his trouser along his waist.He deepens the kiss. He slowly kisses my cheeks until he gets to my neck. When he gets to my neck, he deepens the kiss. I give in and move my hand lower to his crotch. He comes up for air, and pulls me closer and burries his head in my hair. It doesn't take long to get him hard. Feeling him getting hard makes me wet. As if hearing my thoughts he unzips my dress. He carries me from the des

  • MATCH MADE IN HELL.   CHAPTER FORTY SIX; JADE'S CHOICE.

    I have lost track of just how much I have had to drink. Everything suddenly feels like it is not such a big deal. Jade pulls me from my seat and we start dancing. We haven't been up for long and there are two guys grinding against me from the back and the front. I link my arm around the guy in front of me. He pulls me closer by my waist. The guy behind me has his face at the nape of my neck and his hands on my hips. I look up at the moving lights and I feel like I am the one moving, but the position I am in even if I was indeed moving I wouldn't fall. The guy behind me moves his hands to the hem of the dress. He lets his fingers linger there for a moment. The one on the front pulls me closer that my breasts are pressed against his chest. I don't mind any of it. I prefer to be thinking of what they are doing other than anything else. I look away for a second. I see him. At a distance, watching me. His perfect face with amusement written all over it. I look away and try to pull aw

  • MATCH MADE IN HELL.   CHAPTER FORTY FIVE; CHANGE OF PLANS.

    "So how have you been?" It is my last patient of the day. "I have been good. The medication and the breathing exercises are really helping," his eyes are still twitching and I am concerned. "How many hours of sleep do you get?" he has insomnia and extreme anxiety. "Seven to eight hours," he answers. "A night?" he shakes his head. "A week," he has been taking sleeping pills for years now and he has build a tolerance for them and I am not comfortable upping his dosage. "Martin, you have to sleep," I plead with him. He is on the verge of a breakdown. "I want to but my mind won't shut off," I feel for him. "I understand. But if you're not getting better, then I will have to get you committed," I explain. He should have been committed long ago, but he is from an influential family and they are very critical of their image. "Give me more time," he says, his twitch getting worse. I don't want to be an addition to his stress, but I have to put my foot down. For his sake. "You have to stop

  • MATCH MADE IN HELL.   CHAPTER FORTY FOUR; RIGHT WHERE WE STARTED.

    It's harder to go back to my life after all that has happened. I tell myself,I will have to go back eventually, and the sooner I do it the better. I just need to get through the first day, just today. I arrive at the office earlier than Christine. I look though my notes and all the cancelled appointments. Avan really fucked over so many people."Hey," I look up from my computer to see Christine standing by the door. "It's really you," she is both shocked and excited. "Of course, who else would it be?"I ask, standing and walking away from my desk. "I thought it was another patient trying to steal her file, or worse a wife of a patient," we hug. "No, just little old me," she remains holding my hands even after the hug. "Where have you been all this time?" she asks. "It's a really long story," I don't want to get into any of it now."How have you been?" I ask, shifting the attention to her. "I have been good, better than you at least," she gives me a sad look that I dismiss. "What's

  • MATCH MADE IN HELL.   CHAPTER FORTY THREE; FATHER AND DAUGHTER.

    After three days of being closely examined, the doctor finally signed the release form. Jade hasn't left my side. She wants to know more about Avan, but after seeing how reluctant I am to talk about him, she finally gave up. "Finally," she finishes packing my things and helping me up. "I can walk by myself," I take a couple of steps to prove it. "Okay," she says, laughing. At night when everyone is asleep I'd walk around the hospital, but I have never been outside my room at day time until today. It looks smaller, with people running around. "What are your plans now that you are free of that homicidal maniac?" she asks linking her arm with mine. "I just want to get back to work," I say, Christine crossing my mind. I wonder how she has been doing. "I think you should take some time off," she says throwing me a concerned look. "I can't sit in one place anymore. Plus I am ready," I give her a small reassuring smile. "I know this is weird, but I think you should see someone," she say

  • MATCH MADE IN HELL.   CHAPTER FORTY TWO; AVAN IS DEAD.

    There is ringing in my ears and my head feels heavy which seems to be made worse by the lights. "She is awake," I hear a familiar voice before people are all over me. "Do you know who you are?" a doctor shining light into my eyes asks. "Stop that," I say, pushing the pen torch aside. "How are you feeling sweetie?" Jade asks, coming closer to me. "What happened?" they all look at each other. "What is the last thing you rememmber?" the doctor asks me. "I was getting away. Did I manage to escape?" I look around me. I did it, I managed to escape. "Yes honey, you made it out of the fire," Jade says, holding my hand, tears welling up in her eyes. "Fire, what fire?" I look around their confused faces. "Wait, what did you mean by escape?" the doctor asks, a look of concern taking over her face. I am hesitant to say anything, especially since it seems there are pieces of my memory missing. "I am tired, can I sleep?" I hope they would all go away. "Not yet," the doctor says. "Where are you

  • MATCH MADE IN HELL.   CHAPTER FORTY; APOLOGIES AND PROMISES.

    "I need to shower," I tell the guard who brings in the food. They mostly avoid looking at me,and when they do all I see in their eyes is pity. I hate being pitied."I will tell the boss," he says and rushes out. He hasn't been gone long. Avan comes in with a grin. I need to shower but don't like

  • MATCH MADE IN HELL.   CHAPTER THIRTY NINE; HOW DO WE GO BACK?

    I am starting to lose my sense of time. I don't know how long I have been here. He replaced the normal curtains with blackout curtains. I feel so sore and scared that I am actually going crazy. He has been here everyday but somehow he finds a way to avoid me during meals so he won't answer my que

  • MATCH MADE IN HELL.   CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN; LOVE ME AGAIN.

    As he gets closer, my heart beats faster. Everyone is quiet. Looking at him in that pin drop silence, I feel so many emotions at once. He gets to where I am. I am looking down at him, bloody full of pain and all I can think of is I am grateful he is not dead. I am even more grateful I was not the

  • MATCH MADE IN HELL.   CHAPTER THIRTY SIX; MISUNDERSTOOD ORDERS.

    I have a splitting headache. I strain to keep my eyes open, but the slap I get forces me to. I see three guys I have never met in front of me. We are in a kind of warehouse and it is cold. "Who are you and where am I?" I try to move and that is when I notice that my hands are bound from behind. "

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