As the clip reached its climax, the music swelled to a fever pitch. The woman burst into a run, her pursuers hot on their heels. Just when it seemed that all was lost, she stumbled and fell, her body hitting the pavement with a sickening thud. The screen faded to black, leaving the crowd in stunned silence, for a moment, no one moved or spoke, the impact of the drama they had just witnessed lingered in the air. Slowly, the lights in the hall began to brighten, and the crowd began to stir. As the realization of the drama's impact set in, the murmurs turned into a wave of thunderous applause that echoed through the hall. The applause was loud and sustained as the crowd showed their appreciation for the performance and expertly crafted storytelling that had been brought to life on the screen before them. The waitress who had been standing by the door walked into the hall as the place brightened up. She went up straight to the table where the trio sat. She handed out the tray to the
Troy held her closely as her body pressed onto his, and the tension in the room increased. His eyes widened when Charlotte brushed her thighs to his member who was already standing hard. He didn't need anyone to tell him that he had also been drugged, he just wasn't sure how it had happened. He groaned as the place in between her legs slightly brushed through his member, he was only wearing a towel. He held her waist tightly as his body heated up, holding her waist, he stood up with her, their lips still sealed, he led her to the bed, dropping her on it, Charlotte looked up at him, she didn't know what was wrong with her, but he was the only one she could give in to. Her body was heating up and she needed him. "I'm so sorry, but I don't think this is right, you might end up hating me when you realize what happened tomorrow. I'll look for another way to help you, the last thing I want is for you to stay away from me. Let me think of something else" he said and was about to take a t
Six Months Later. Mirabel sat down in the garden taking in a breath of air, as she ate some fruits, her baby bump was now super obvious cause she was already nine months gone, her phone which was on the table rang out loud, and she picked it up and check the caller ID, smiling, she answered the call and moved the phone to her ear. "Hey! Quinn, how are you doing?" "Mira! I'm good, how's the baby?" Quinn asked, her words made Mirabel gently rub her baby bump and the baby respond with a kick, an action that the child does once in a while. "Fine," she said with a smile. "That's good. I'm coming to Country A in a few days with my father, he insists on meeting Axel's family" Quinn said. "Ok, we'll make preparations for it" They talked for the next few minutes before the call came to an end. The gates of the mansion were opened and a car drove in, pulling to a stop when it reached the parking lot, Axel came down from the car and walked over to where Mirabel sat in the garden, a bright
THREE YEARS LATER*** The sun was shining brightly in the sky, casting a warm glow over the beautiful outdoor wedding venue. A road of white chairs was neatly arranged on either side of a grassy aisle, leading up to an elegant white archway adorned with delicate flowers of greenery. The soft staring of classical music filled the air. As the guests eagerly awaited the bride's arrival, Axel stood nervously at the end of the aisle, his heart racing as he prepared to see Mirabel for the first time in her wedding dress. Beside him stood a young boy who looked beyond stunning, with a calm aura around him, dressed in a miniature version of his father's tuxedo, standing proudly as one of the groomsmen. Stephen stood with Axel trying to claim his friend down, and beside him was Martin. And then, finally, they heard light footsteps as someone walked in, a young baby girl three years old, walked down the aisle with a small basket of flowers in her hand, her smile was so bright that the guest
FOUR YEARS LATER*** Axel's mansion was lively with kids playing around as the sun shone its light across the fields. Amora and Arden who were now seven years old, they sat down in the garden with Mabel as they played on the grass in the garden. Amora and Mabel's hair was packed into two ponytails, Amora had taken her father's black shiny hair, while Arden's hair was brown, falling to his forehead and covering it. Mabel on the other hand, had taken her mother's blonde hair, the kids played around together, under the loving gazes of their fathers who sat down on chairs facing the kids. "Who would have thought my silent little Mabel would end up becoming a chaotic little princess" Troy sighed. "A silent nature doesn't even fit her, to begin with, her father is so noisy while her mother is cheerful, I think her new behavior stemmed from you both" Stephen chipped in as he sat beside Troy, sipping from the cup of wine in his hand and occasionally staring at where the ladies sat down c
The night was extremely cold, it poured heavily... It felt like the sky was crying with her. She stood lifelessly on the streets, tears rolled down, and tears flowed down her eyes. Drips of tears washed by the rain, she whimpered silently. How? How could he? She finally moved, she cleaned the tears from her eyes, and she tried to move her legs but it felt like it was glued to the soil. Mirabel slumped to the ground, her clothes all soaked and wet, she looked up at the sky with her eyes closed, and everything that happened started flooding into her thoughts.**** Earlier this morning~~ She left her apartment in a jolly mood today, she was all smiles when she left for her boyfriend's house. Mirabel stopped by the market on her way to Steve's house, she bought a lot of foodstuffs. Mirabel arrived at his place with the foodstuff in her hand, before she could enter the house her phone started ringing, she stopped to pick up the call and was all smiles when she saw the name boldly writte
"What the..." Stephen said in shock, it felt like a cat got his tongue, he couldn't even find the right words to complete his statement. "Who the h*ll is she? And what is she doing on your bed??" Stephen finally asked. To say he was surprised was an understatement. "Check her," Axel said not answering Stephen's question. Axel walked to the couch and sat on it looking at the lady on the bed. Stephen finally came out of his shocked state and walked to the bed where she was laying. He checked her temperature, he suddenly frowned, his eyebrows creased and he looked at Axel. "Why is her body so hot?" He asked, her body was so hot, and her temperature wasn't normal. "Found her under the rain," Axel said. When he said so, Stephen felt like he was going to go crazy just by trying to match pieces together, his thoughts were spinning. "What??" He shouted which caused a glare from Axel. "You don't even know her? You haven't met her before?" Stephen said with a bewildered gaze. "Axel, are
Mirabel dropped her number and email address with the Chauffeur when he dropped her off just as she was ordered to, and as she had promised. She would pay back when next they cross paths.She walked into her apartment, immediately she entered, she went into her room and jumped on the bed. She lay on her bed and memories of every single thing that happened came flooding in. No matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't pinpoint the reason Steve broke up with her. A tear dropped from her eyes as she cherished the times she spent with him, either way, nothing could be done anymore, he asked for it and she was going to make him regret leaving her. Mirabel stood up from her bed and walked to the bathroom, but then she suddenly realized something which made her stop in her steps. How could she not have realized earlier, these weren't her clothes!! She was wearing pajamas that were not hers, how could she not have realized earlier? Mirabel used her hands to slap her head slightly, '