Hello readers, from today get ready for action packed drama. Hehe, lots of love. Actually, from now, let's uncover what needs to be uncovered
Drake stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist low enough just to display his V and a prominet dark line running from his navel to down there, ''hmm hmm'', cynthia exclaimed as she peeled her eyes reluctantly from his dripping hot body.Drake smirked, ''I could drop the towel'', he said reaching his hand to untie it teasingly but Cynthia didn't even stop him. Though her entire face had turned tomato red, she didn't turn her face away, instead after peeling her eyes from his lower half, she replaced them on his taut chest then rolled them to his abs and swallowed hard, he was a masterpiece.though she had always oggled at handsome men without getting close, it was not hard for her to tell that he was a ten. Drake slowly walked to her and stopped right infront of her at the bedside. Cynthia raised her face and stared at him in awe, completely taking Drake aback. her eyes shone not with desire but with astonishment, as if wondering that such a body even existed in re
Cynthia looked at Drake with incredulous eyes, as if waiting for him to clarify his statement. she couldn't believe she had come all the way to be taken advantage of. she cleared her throat and blinked at Drake multiple times as he watched her actions with an amused smirk, twirling the glass of wine in his hands.Cynthia was momentarily stunned, she knew this guy had always looked good but right now it was a different type of good. The golden hue cast upon his face by the chandellier made it look as if he had descended from paradise.Cynthia swallowed hard and wondered if he had sprayed something in the air. ''was this part of the plan?'' cynthia asked, raising her brows at him. Drake sipped the last drop and placed the glass on a table beside him with a thud then slowly walked to her, scrutinizing her every expression as she stood before him not even bothering to back down.Drake always wondered what made her less afraid of him, his mind sped to the two nights she beat him and smirk
Cynthia had walked out to breath some fresh air and didn't expect to meet the last man she wanted to ever see in her entire life. She walked to the gardens and took a seat by a flower bush, not far away, she could see two men talking, it was not hard to tell that it was Jeffrey and Drake, the two friends. Cynthia smirked and turned to the tulips, they were beautiful.She smiled, she didn't know how she came to love flowers but her parents weren't that way. Remembering her mother and father, she also remembered Beatrice Larson and she didn't understand why she felt something strong between them.Her eyes threatened to tear up when she remembered her question. Parents, she sighed and patted herself on the arm, "it's been long, I can't be stuck up to this". She said to herself and stood up to leave but spotted Jeffery sprinting towards her. She shook her head and took another direction, it was not time to face Jeffery, she thought they had cut ties."Uhgg", she walked away towards a cert
As Drake stepped out of the hotel's exit, he was intercepted by a grim looking Jeffery. He came from behind and grabbed his shoulder yanking him backwards to face him. Drake was taken off guard by the sudden force and instinctively raised his fists to give a jab but froze in midair when he heard Jeffery's voice. "Where to, birthday boy?" He asked, his voice barely concealing the rage brewing within him.Drake withdrew his arm and stared intently at Jeffery. From the moment he stepped in, he had realized that something was off about Jeffery.Usually, they'd be together and he'd come around to taunt him about his date but this time, Jeffery stood at a distance and didn't even look out for him. And now that he had come, Drake was not foolish to not know that something was amiss.He opened his mouth to reply but his words were cut by Jeffery's other statement, "oh, it's your date, she couldn't handle your mother and ran off?" Jeffery sneered, his eyes burning holes into Drake's face,he
Jeffery watched as Drake walked in, hand in hand with Cynthia and almost smashed he glass in his hands. They looked a perfect couple and he felt like pulling Drake out for a beating. Looking at Cynthia, she was the most dazzlng woman at the gala and everyone accepted that fact. Jeffery felt a burning desire to own her,but also, he didn't understand why Drake's date was Cynthia, was it because they are neighbors or there was something else. And the way they spoke to each other and bantered each time they spoke made it hard to assume there was nothing between them. Jefferey's eyes were bloodshot, anger was coursing through his veins but he surpringly managed to control himself from walking over there and teach those two a lesson.In one corner where prying eyes were not concentrated, Jada kept on pinching her thigh to wake up but it was real. So Drake brought Cynthia to the gala as his date. What scared her the most was that he didn't treat her like he treated the previous celebrities
Drake waited for the small gate to open up and drove drove his Bugatti in to Cynthia's exquisite compound. He parked and stepped out of the car then walked to the door and rang the doorbell. The door was immediately pulled open to reveal an excited Bernice. "Mr Wilson, what a surprise". Drake squinted his eyes, as if trying to jog his memory to place where he had seen her. He failed."Uhh, nice meeting you?" He said in his deep, metallic voice that caused Bernice to squeal and jump. "Cynthia, don't keep Mr Drake waiting", she shouted and asked Drake in. The moment he stepped in, he was greeted with a mild, alluring and yet intoxicating scent. He recognized it, it was Cynthia's body scent, but how could her scent monopolize the entire house and yet she had guests around, he roamed his eyes around the view of the house, it was simple and elegant, just like her.He smirked and turned to tour a corner he had seen on the right but at that moment, Cynthia walked out of wherever she was hidi