"Hey, you are alive?" Frost said as soon as his brother opened the door."Oh hey, Freya, you are here too?" He looked behind Emille to see Freya."Com'on in." He ushered them in."How did it go? Both of you look horrible!" Frost added.He pulled Freya in a hug. There was never too much chemistry between both of them. One minute he'd be with her, the next, he's flirting with a random hot chick at the bar."You good?" Frost asked Freya. She nodded.Emille made himself comfortable on the couch."Get me an ice pack and something strong to drink." Emille requested."How about you, should I get you something strong too?" Frost turned to Freya. "No, just water. I need to pick phelix up." Freya said. Phelix was their son's name. She'd usually leave him at her friend's place whenever she had to be somewhere. She could not trust Gerald with the boy."Ok," Gerald went to the kitchen. Freya and Emille sat down quietly without saying anything to each other. They rarely spoke by the way.Frost ret
"What happened to Dom?" Mila shook Brantley."Huh?" Brantley woke up fully. He could see the anxiousness on her face."Hmm, call Carl. I left when Dom wasn't out of surgery. Carl stayed back." Brantley said.Mila jumped down from the bed in search of her phone.Brantley understood what she was looking for without her having to ask. He got down from bed, took the phone from the night stand___that she'd missed, and handed it to her.He sat back and watched her dial Carl's number nervously, tugging her hair behind her head repeatedly even when there were no loose strands."Hello! How is he?" Mila asked anxiously as soon as Carl picked up."He just got out." Carlson's voice echoed over the phone's speaker. His words sounded reserved. Mila immediately knew that it was not all that good news. The excitement that was about to shoot forward quickly died back down. "But…." She weaved her fingers through her hair as she paced from one end of the room to another. She could only pray that it was
"I love you." He added. She opened her eyes and held his gaze."Then show me." She whispered back. Immediately the words escaped her mouth, she regretted saying it, causing her to blush. But the tingles in the pit of her tummy and the heat in-between her legs betrayed her.Brantley chuckled at her boldness. He loved it. It was the invitation he was waiting for…he had been longing for. He leaned in and captured her warm tender lips. She opened her mouth and welcomed him.He was in no rush___clearly ignoring the loud call of his hardness down there. He took his time and sucked her lips passionately, preying her mouth more open with his tongue as he led it to explore her mouth.Her hand that was resting on his back found its way around his neck.Mila melted in his arms. She wanted to get closer to him. She pressed her body against his, pulling him closer by his neck. It was the closest they could get, but she wanted more, they both wanted to get closer than this…they wanted their bodie
"Ah ah, don't think about it woman. You are mine to explore now." Brantley held her legs apart as he warned her.Brantley flashed her an evil mischievous grin."We have all morning, my love." Brantley smiled."I…." Mila started.Brantley drove a finger in her cunt.She immediately swallowed her words and replaced them with a moan."You were gonna say something?" Brantley taunted. He looked up and asked.Her view became blurry for a moment. She shook her head to clear her mind. She mustered a good amount of saliva and swallowed it to damp her patched throat."I was gonna say that…hmm …well…" she tried to remember what she had in mind but Brantley's movement of his finger in and out of her slowly was really distracting her.She raised her hips and began slowly grinding her waist to rhyme with his movements.He knew that she was trying to relieve herself. He had no intentions of making that happen.She had tortured him for this past months, now is his turn to get back at her."You still
"Bend over!" He ordered. His countenance changed.Mila obeyed like a good girl.She bent over the bed with her ass hunched up to him and her pink cunt on display.He got down on his knees and kissed her pussy savagely, sucking and pulling her pussy lips.She moaned and raised one of her legs. She just could not describe what she felt, but all she knew was that she wanted him to take her to the point where she'd have no choice but to let go."Hmmm, yess !" Mila could not contain her screams any more when he spanked her butt and immediately dipped his fingers in her cunt.She loved the intrusion, but she wanted something bigger.It was as though he read her thoughts. Because he pulled out his fingers and stood up on his feet.She knew what was coming next, she braced herself for it, hunching her butt up more and deepening the hollow made by her back.He held her butt cheeks apart, spreading them. Without any warning, he drove himself in in one goal."Ah…!" Mila moaned in pleasure. Fin
"So what are you going to do from now on?" Linda asked."Simple, I'll make sure he gets a generous sentence in jail, then I'll kill him!" Mila said with zero enthusiasm and absolutely no emotion written on her face, sending out a dark aura.Brantley and Linda looked at each other. They knew that she was not bluffing.Brantley cleared his throat nervously. He placed his hand on Mila's lap."You are not killing anybody, Mila. Killing him would only make it easier for him. Let him live and suffer." Brantley tried to sway her judgment."Your happiness right now and henceforth will be the greatest torture he can receive." Linda added."Oh, you are wrong! I have awesome ideas for the ideal torture session, I only needed a victim. I think I just found one." Mila let a diabolical smile graze her face. She topped it off by rubbing her palms together.The only thing that was lacking was an evil background laughter…well, it did echo in Brantley's head, causing goosebumps to fill his body.Linda
"Doc, how is he?" Mila ran up to the doctor.Everyone listened attentively.The doctor held a sorrowful look on his face. Mila, just like everyone else knew what the look meant, but she chose to ignore it…'perhaps it was just bad news, not terrible news.' she consoled herself."I'm sorry but he did not make it!"Everyone looked at the doctor casually, expecting him to say something more…except Brantley, he glued his eyes on Mila for her reaction__any reaction. She was still expecting. The news had not sunk in."So you mean that he'll never talk again?" Carl asked."I'm sorry but he is gone." The doctor said it one more time, calmly of course, but enunciating every word so that it sunk into their heads."Wait wait, hold up a minute!" Mila took a step forward, raising her palm in front of the doctor. A deep frown grazed her temple as she shook her head in denial."What do you mean by, 'HE IS GONE'?" She raised her voice.The doctor drew in a deep breath. He knew that it was always a big
"Where are we?" Mila asked.Carl took a deep breath. He pulled her closer to him."When Mom passed away, Dom drove me out here one day. I was confused too and asked him why…"Carlson looked down at her.She gave him her ears, waiting attentively for what he had to say."Do you know what he said?" Mila shook her head."He told me that he had no reason, he just wanted to let me see something different." Mila furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. She looked around for what was different about this place."What is different here?" Mila asked."Nothing! Or maybe the air, I don't know. He never told me, but I figured out that it'll help you the same way it helped me." Carl said."Hmm, strange! But it is actually relieving somehow, just standing here…" Mila looked around."This was the only way I could wish him farewell. He still had the power of comfort behind his silence. He was a good friend, Mila…I wish I had the power to change things." Carl spoke remorsefully.Mila could feel the pain i