Hello guys please I would like to apologize for the irregular updates and unedited chapters.As of now I am in the middle of a serious work and preparing for a test so please pardon me. This book has been out for a while and hasn't gotten a single gem. Please drop a gem for Ali and Gerald. Please comment as well. We'll be entering into another part of this story, where love blooms. Please don't give up on us. Thanks for your support.
❌rated. This chapter contains matured content read at your discretion. When Ali regained consciousness again, she was completely disorientated. The first thing she saw was the white ceiling and fancy lights. She groaned and shook her head, but felt a jolt of pain at the back of her head where she was hit. When she wanted to touch it, she felt something wrong, and she realized it when she looked up to see her hands tied and fastened against the headboard. "JARED!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. The piercing screech made the people in the house block their ears. Ali breathed heavily while cursing and pulling at the rope she was tied with. Then the door creaked softly and Ali's gaze moved to look there and found Jared standing with a sickening smirk on his lips. He had changed his suit into a pair of simple black pants, his upper body was bare, showing his protruded stomach. "What the hell do you mean by this? Untie me now!" Ali ordered, glaring at him. Jared seemed not to
❌Rated. This chapter contains matured contents. Read at your own discretion.The intruder stood at the door, not coming in or going out. Jared stared at the masked man who stood like a statue after interrupting his business. He struggled to put Ali under control, but the latter kept crying and fighting back. "Since you don't want it in a gentle way, then don't blame me for being ruthless," he snapped, "Hey you! Come here and hold her down for me," he ordered the man. Ali shook her head in fright as the man began to advance towards them. She bit down on Jared's hand and out of anger he raised his hand to smack her. Ali closed her eyes and raised her hand to cover her face, but the slap never came, instead she felt the weight on her lifted before hearing a loud thud in the room. She opened her eyes and looked to her left, to find Jared sprawled on the floor. She looked at the intruder's back as he was facing Jared with more attention and found that he looked familiar. His aura,
Ali was breathless and helpless under Gerald's mouth ministration. He massaged the right breast while sucking on the right one with fervor. She moaned and trashed as she had never felt that amount of bliss before. She felt like she was floating in the clouds. "G.. Gera..ld...aa," she cried out when Gerald ran his hand over her womanhood. He rubbed it a few times before removing his hand. His clothes came undone in haste, and he threw them on the floor. Ali gulped when she caught sight of his toned body. She always knew Gerald was hot, but today she was getting a better view. His broad shoulders and well-defined muscles made heat pool in her belly. Her wide eyes stared in disbelief, as she couldn't believe Gerald would fit inside of her. "It won't hurt. Just relax," he whispered in her ear. His voice was like the allure of the devil. His fingers found their way in between her legs, and he rubbed her where it ached. Ali squirmed and moaned at the sweet sensation that traveled
Ali released a huff as she stomped towards Jared and delivered a sound slap to his face. She couldn't believe the nerve of the man trying to rape her and then saying that she was his wife. "Even a dog has more morals than you," she spat, glaring at him as he laid on the floor. "You are my wife now. I have legally paid your bride price to your father," Jared argued, his voice came out through gritted teeth. Ali wanted to laugh. She couldn't believe her father and this man had planned everything behind her back. She towered over Jared as she said, "I don't give a damn about what you have done. I am not your wife now and ever. You committed a grave mistake by trying to rape me today and that I won't forgive." "Forgive? You bitch!" Jared hollered like a crazed man. He suddenly got to his feet and went to attack Ali, but before he could get to her, a kick to his side sent him flying across the room. Ali grimaced as he landed on a table. She gulped and looked towards Gerald and the la
Ali blinked her eyes rapidly to stop the tears that threatened to slip from her eyes. She turned away from him and began to walk away to prevent herself from acting out what she had in mind. The only reason she wasn't talking back at Gerald or cursing at him was because of his status. She rubbed her eyes, she didn't know why she was affected by him. Maybe because she had already accepted to marry Martin to elevate her status, and avenge herself against her father, losing it now felt like someone had snatched her life support. She was so angry that she didn't mind walking to the hospital. As she left, Gerald got into the back seat of his car and Barry drove them out of the estate. They drove past Ali on the way and Barry felt his heart twist at the way Gerald was treating her. He really liked Ali but having her was impossible as he didn't know what Gerald would think of that. Gerald wanted the girl out of his sight and that was why he even fired her from her job. Occasionally h
Meanwhile, while Gerald drove home, Ali got a cab after a long walk. She phoned the cab company and ordered a lift. She didn't go directly to the hospital but decided to go and find Cheyenne at her office. She alighted at the front of the company and asked the driver to wait for her. As she got into the company, she was stopped by the receptionist. "I'm here to see Cheyenne Wayne," she told the girl behind the desk and watched her make a call to Cheyenne's office. She was asked to wait, and after more than thirty minutes she saw Cheyenne walking out, dressed in a gray gown. Her shoes clicked against the floor quietly as she walked like a queen. "Sister Ali, what brings you here? I thought you were at the hospital," Cheyenne asked, smiling at her. Ali looked behind her to confirm if maybe Cheyenne was ignoring her and talking to someone else. When she realized that it was actually her who Cheyenne called sister, she laughed. "This was the same tactics your mother used in clim
"You can't give up like this," Emily put her hands on her hips, "They are living in peace after ruining your life, and you want to let them be? Come with me, let's deal with them together," she suggested, and took Ali's hand to lift her from the chair. "I've already done that. I went to Cheyenne's office and beat her up. Mary should be on her way here now," Ali said, standing to her feet and walking towards her sleeping brother. She was only enduring everything because of her brother. He was her everything now, and she had promised on her mother's grave to take care of him. Vivian looked taken aback that Ali had already gone to find Cheyenne. She knew Ali always avoided head-on conflict with people. That was why she endured Mary and her father and even kept her superior's lecherous demands from her a secret. However, Ali was no push over. She was like a cat, if cornered to the edge, could fight back like a tiger. She worried for Ali, especially when the Laverock family would not ha