LOGINChoosing MeThe ride back to Edna’s apartment was quiet. The tension in the air was so thick, a knife could cut through.I stared out the window the entire time, watching people go about their daily lives like nothing had happened, like my world hadn’t just collapsed in the most humiliating way possible.When we arrived at Edna’s apartment, which was also my old apartment…my chest tightened. Memories of me leaving the apartment flooded my mind. I could still recall Ryan’s car parked outside waiting for me to bring out my luggages while Edna kept trying to make me change my mind.“Summer are certain you want this? This seems foolish.” She said repeatedly but my mind was made-up. Now those words lingered in my memory, I had indeed been foolish.I walked in behind Edna, inhaling the familiar scent of the apartment. Everything still looked the same, and intact. The only thing damaged was me.“Make yourself comfortable” Edna said handing me some pieces of her clothes. “What would you like
Stepping on a demons toeStephen’s POV“Fuck!”The curse slipped out under my breath as I stared at the police checkpoint ahead.BANG! The trunk shook again.Cole shut his eyes for a second like he was already regretting every decision that had led us here.“Sir…” he said carefully.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, my eyes fixed on the flashing lights ahead of us. With a careful look, I scanned the arena: Two police cars, four officers, a barricade across the road and a man tied up in my trunk.‘Perfect!’BANG!The trunk slammed again from the inside dragging me back to reality. I glanced at the rearview mirror, then at the open stretch of road to the left.My foot slowly pressed harder on the accelerator.Cole noticed immediately.His head snapped toward me.“Sir—no… no.”I said nothing.My eyes fixed on the road.The engine gave a low growl beneath us.“Sir,” Cole pleaded, his tone was urgent, “don’t even think about it, please”I looked at him coldly. “Think about what?
A Promise Is a PromiseStephen’s POVI saw the expression on everyone’s face change the moment I showed my card to the doctor.The Doctor froze.His eyes widened as he looked at the card, then back at me.“The… the…ownership card?” he stammered, almost panicking.Before I could even blink twice, he turned and rushed back into the theatre. Everything changed instantly.The atmosphere in the hospital shifted. Nurses who had been moving calmly suddenly started buckling up. More doctors appeared from different departments. Phones started ringing. Orders were being given.Within minutes, staff who were clearly off duty began showing up one after another. The hospital had become very professional.All because was because of a card.“I can’t believe you just pulled your card for a stranger,” Cole said beside me, clearly displeased.“You’re putting yourself in danger.” he added .I didn’t respond. But he continued.“Things can go very bad if news gets out that Stephen Jones is here,” he said
She must not die Pain was the first thing I felt when I opened my eyes.My head was resting against the airbag of my Ferrari which had already deflated. Smoke floated lightly inside the car, carrying the sharp smell of burnt rubber and chemicals.For a few seconds, I couldn’t move. My ears were ringing, and my vision was blurry.Then I heard voices.“Sir! Sir!”The car door opened suddenly, and hands grabbed me carefully.“My God… Are you okay, sir?” several voices asked at once.My escort team.They must have caught up with me and saw I was involved in an accident.They pulled me out of the car slowly, checking my body for injuries.I didn’t say a word instead I scanned the road carefully searching for something.Then when I saw it.The other car lying at the other end.It was badly damaged, worse than mine. The front was crushed like paper, and smoke was coming from the engine.I felt pissed immediately.“Which idiot drives like that?” I said irritated. I lifted my hand and signa
Deja-vuStephen’s POV.I am not the kind of man to leave my meal halfway especially when I am still unsatisfied. But for the sake of the Cheng group, I was about to abandon one of the most sought-after delicacies in New York: ‘Becca Throats,’ the queen of throat games.Her nickname came from her infamous escapades of giving the best blow job in the city. It had taken me three and a half months, countless strings pulled, and a huge amount of money to book a session with her.But it was all worth it when my hand gripped her soft silky hair, pulling her forward, while my my eight inch rod was completely buried in her throat, choking the last breath out of her. She gagged and choked struggling for her breath but I was just getting started. After all she was Becca the throat goat who prided herself in her reputation, she even swore to die with a dick in her mouth. So It wouldn’t be a bad idea if mine killed her. She even signs agreement stating her clients should not be held responsi
AWAKENING I woke up in an all-white room, my head ached as I struggled to remember what happened. I looked around wondering where I was. The walls were spotless, the bed was sparkling. The air humidified and purified, a cool breeze blew from a corner and spread across the whole room. This must be heaven I thought.You are awake Miss Summer” A stunning looking lady dressed in white approached me, her voice was soothing. She must be an angel I thought to myself as I stared at her in admiration, my eyes rolling with her movement. That is when I noticed; the machines beeping steadily beside me, the syringe inserted into my arm and the stethoscope around her neck.It all made sense now, I was in the hospital and the lady I thought was an angel is a doctor. but I was still clueless as to how I got here. I watched the doctor pressed a stethoscope to my chest, listening with rapt attention.“You’re doing really well,” she said, flashing a smile. “Honestly, it’s a miracle.”Pain flared up wh







