RETURN OF THE BULLIED WIFE

In the luxurious presidential suite of the hotel, soft light from the bedside lamp casted shadows across the room revealing the scattered clothes like fallen leaves on the king-sized bed and a head of long black hair was splayed across the grey pillows. The man leaned closer to her ear, causing his fresh breath to brush her pale skin in the process while he sucked on her sensitive spot causing Ava's moans to grow louder."Oh!" Ava gasped as the waves of pleasure rolled over her while she approached the pinnacle of ecstasy. The air in the room was heavy with the scent of sex and sweat, a heady and musky aroma, carrying with it the hint of something more illicit. For a moment, the duo felt like they were on a different kind of high -- the feeling of being drugged. Their moans and groans filled coupled with the slapping sounds of skins echoed in the supposed silent room. "Humm..." Ava moaned in so much pleasure and the man grinned, increasing the pace of his rough thrust. Little

Ava's eyes locked with Lorenzo for a few seconds as the both of them had in their head memories from that night. "Him…" her eyes widened, she could remember his facial features clearly. "She's the one.. the bitch that drugged me" Lorenzo's mind whispered, still staring at her With a glare and cold look, He roughly pushed Ava out of the way and she gasped again as her arm bruised. "I'm going to strangle you with my own hands.." Charlotte attempted to rush after Ava but instantly stopped on her tracks when her eyes met with his. "Baby.." he called upon sighting her. His gaze remained on Charlotte as he approached her with guilt clearly written in his expression. "What are you doing here..?" Charlotte questioned with no form of emotions while Ava remained by the door, wanting to hear more of the dialogue. Lorenzo sighed, there was nothing to hide anymore. It was obvious that Charlotte is aware of what happened. "I'm here to see you Charlotte. We need to talk, please giv

Five years later…The jet landed slowly and safely and almost immediately, the people in it began descending through the staircase. "Mum, there isn't any change in the weather. This place is also cold!" A little girl squealed. "What were you expecting" Ava laughed shortly while her daughter tried keeping up to her walking pace. "Mum but I thought all countries has different weather. Isn't this country's supposed to be different?" The girl questioned and Ava sighed. "Angel, please keep quiet. People are watching" Ava said and she hushed just like her mother had instructed and they descended alongside a familiar man– Derrick. Everything about Ava screamed the wealth, power and fame that she had generated within five years as she walked stylishly and confidently. "Keep them away from us please" she instructed her guards as the reporters surrounded her, asking numerous questions that she wasn't interested in answering.After managing to make her way through the crowd with her d