"You are right…" Pop's voice drew everyone's attention."Power is what I have and you don't!"He fired the gun."Noooooooo!""Dad!" Brantley caught his father before he could touch the fall."Father!" Brantley called out in a broken voice.Mila widened her eyes. Emille had instinctively shoved her behind him. How he managed to do it within seconds was still a mystery.Carl dived for his father, taking him by surprise just in time as he fired the second time.Carl's motion caused the bullet to be deflected away from Mila and Emille.Dom, who was launching towards Grandmaster too, got in the way of the bullet.Carlson threw his body on his father. He pressed his father down and succeeded in disarming him.The detective who had successfully sneaked past the guards at the gate, rushed towards the house when he heard the gunshot.Freya and some of the guards who were standing guard at the door rushed in.Brantley placed his hand on his father's stomach and held his hand tightly over it to m
Mila pulled out one of her star blades…The detective rushed forward.Carl followed her eye line. He knew what she was aiming at…or who.He sprung to his feet to stop her.She saw his movements with her side eye and immediately flung the blade swiftly at Pops who sat with his hands handcuffed behind his back.Carl was quick to place a pillow in front of his father, shielding the blade from stabbing him. The pillow caught the blade.The detective quickly made it for Mila. He tried to restrain her. She decided to unleash her chaos.She grabbed the detective's hand, lowered her body while simultaneously twisting her upper body to the left, hence rotating the detective's hand the opposite direction. He lost his grip on her. But he was a trained law personnel after all. He retracted his hand quickly. He read her move. She wanted to lift him up and flip him over but he took a step backwards, creating just a little more space in-between their bodies. Despite her anger flare, she knew that
There was a tug of war in her mind."Mila?" Carlson stooped down beside her. He placed his hands and rubbed her back tenderly as he whispered her name.Mils heard her name…the name she'd longed to hear, it was distant, but still loud enough to silence her thoughts.She slowly raised her head and stared at Carlson. His face was just inches away from hers."You called me Mila?" She asked in a soft whisper. Her heartbeat accelerated. It felt surreal. A faint smile spread out across her face."It is your name right? I have been longing to call you that." Carlson traced his fingers on her jaws as he confessed. He smiled warmly.She chuckled lightly. She chuckled some more. It felt like a dream. If it were a dream, then she definitely wants it to keep dreaming on till infinity and never wake up."I…you…yes, it was my name….it is no name! It is my name! ….Mila." She stuttered before finally settling on a response."Then own it! And silence those voices in your head. You are not alone again, o
"Did you know who she was?" Mr White asked Brantley.Brantley knew that this question was gonna pop up one way or the other.He took a deep breath. "I did not find out in the best way either." Brantley confessed."What are you talking about?" Mr White furrowed his brows."She introduced herself by threatening to kill me…" Brantley confessed."I guess it's her signature way of introducing, then. She had a gun to my head…crazy huh?"Mr White chuckled dryly. "She had a knife to my throat…and balls…" Brantley rolled his eyes. It was an awkward encounter, how was he supposed to explain that to his father? "She got me beaten too." Brantley added, holding his head down.It was disgraceful that a woman whooped his assHe raised his head to see a mischievous grin on his father's face."What are you grinning for?" He asked his father."You let a girl beat you up?" Mr White chuckled provocatively. "Yes, the same girl that had a gun to your head and almost made you pee in your pants!" Brantley f
"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