How would Arkael tell his so-called wife that his so-called mother was freakingly crazy to have a grandchild?
That woman would go berserk if he open that matter to her again! And he couldn't even bring himself to sleep with a woman anymore now that he was connected to his lover. He didn’t want to betray him!
Furthermore, Merida is like a beast that slowly swallows every inch of his sanity so how come she wanted an heir from his blood and flesh? Isn’t it ironic? He had grown to be accustomed to that woman’s cruelty, so what's the reason for requesting an heir from him?
Arkael felt ridiculous at the thought of it. “What are you planning, Merida?” he mumbled to himself and slowly retreated his mobile phone out from his pocket. He wanted to have a check
Nowadays, people would always approach you because of your wealth and powerful status in society. Merida was no different from that kind of person. She is the type of person who wanted something that others couldn't have especially her twin. She was too greedy in terms of money and power. She had approached Michael just for his money in the majority and of course, his well-sculpted body was an unlimited package to it. So damned tempting that she couldn't help feeling wet in her core by just sparing a glance at him. The man was extremely attractive and impressive at his every performance. He was also an heir of some of the hotel chains of their city. Merida seemed to be so lucky to have caught a big fish in the sea for that! She could still remember how she manage to lure that famous quarterback into her trap way back a
Her envy towards her sister was doubled and it irked her physically down to her bones. She didn't want her twin to achieve her goals and soar high above her. She should be the one to look down at her and not the latter. She wanted to let her sister taste what she had tasted and let her make a fool of herself. That seems to be enjoyable for her while organizing every detail of her plan. She wanted to mock the latter endless for being such a stupid woman who happens to fall in love with her man! Merah has been taking her spotlight ever since they were kids. Their parent always compared her to the latter flaunting how Merah acted like a mature daughter while she was a black sheep in their eyes. She was disappointed at her parent's judgment towards her. Therefore she didn't hesitate to be a rebellious daughter who ke
She was even delighted to have the opportunity to get him laid as she could see how perfect he was. She was too eager to satisfy her craving for sex as well as the man’s and that brought her endless torture. Since that day, she was sent directly to the whorehouse abroad just in case someone might try to find her. That man makes sure to hide her far away and is determined to turn her into a cash cow. She was tortured verbally and sexually in accord with her client’s setup. Merida suffered a lot during those years while being detained illegally abroad and she blamed all the misfortunes on her twin. She struggled hard to survive every painful torture she got from those men. Her strong will to withstand every storm she encountered comes from her deep hatred for Merah.
From afar few meters from Merida’s car, a gloomy middle-aged man surrounded by five fully armed bodyguards is seating leisurely in the backseat of his Bentley while emitting a dangerous and stormy aura. He was watching the furious woman who had just driven off from the hotel’s premises ferociously. His eyes turned dangerously sharper as Merida’s car passed in their position like a flash!“Follow that bitch wherever she goes!” he commanded coldly to his driver while gazing ahead.The driver nodded his head. “Got it, boss!” he responses with such intense apathy of his boss and maneuvers the steering wheel then followed the woman's car.The man tilted his head and gazed at his professional right-hand man. “Are you
SQUEAK!A sleek, black van immediately appeared in her sight in a calculating motion that almost hit her on the spot. If she had moved another step then she might have already been rolling on the spalted road bathed in her pool of blood. That made her stand frozen in shock and forget to move momentarily. Her mind went blank as memories of the past flash on her sight making her astounded.The scenario where she was right at the moment seems to have been repeated after two decades had passed. She seemed to be in a Dejavu that her furious mind blocked out and was replaced by anxiousness. She was trembling all over and could hardly breathe. The black van, the heartless and emotionless men that dragged her mercilessly inside it kept on taunting her. Her muscles
Allen engulfed the woman in his arms. “Please don't...” he begged with his lips began quivering. “Just stay in my arms please...” he added as he took a whiff of Merah’s scented hair.He had already reached the middle-aged stage and wasn't supposed to be seen as vulnerable especially under his woman’s gaze but he couldn't stay calm and act stoic while he was feeling the bitterness that he choose to bury deep inside him. What would his woman think of him, seeing him like this? She would judge him like he was a pathetic man crying like a woman!“Okay... Okay...” Merah for some reason felt like she was the main reason for Allen's sudden change of mood. “If you don't want to talk about it, then don't do it...” she consoled him softly and wrapped her arm around his neck.
The next day...Arkael and Zadkiel were snuggling naked under the sheets, absorbing each other's body warmth when a little childish voice took them abruptly from their romantic dreams.Last night, Arkael just urged the guy to go into the latter’s flat and make their sumptuous dinner. They drank a bottle of wine and cherished their moments of bliss together without letting the guy know that his so-called mother was taken by someone as he felt like it wasn't necessary to tell. He was a bastard son perhaps for feeling happy about Merida’s kidnapping but who the hell cares? He could finally breathe, act according to his own will and go out freely without having some nuisance, isn't he? He had been longing to get his freedom back completely ever sinc
In a huge villa in the suburbs... A woman was stuffed in a small storage room laying unconscious in a narrow and sturdy bed. The whole room smells rusty accompanied by a rotten odor that circles exclusively around the little space. “No! No! No!” Merida started to stir up from her slumber and was struggling hard while screaming. Her eyes were tightly shut but her hands are waving up in the air. She seemed to be making an effort to cover her body from something that was assaulting her in her dreams as beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead. “Ahhh!” she shrieked in so much fear as she jolted up from her deep slumber. Her eyes shot wide open and oddly diluted. “Hahaa...” she began to let out a hollow laugh as her empty eyes roamed around the narrow