The pain of what just happened with Susanna took over his brain, as if dealing with it is energy expenditure enough, without the effort of new thoughts. Why won't she just give him a chance? He wanted her to give him a chance to prove he wasn't the type of man he is.
Why does he care so much for her? Why does he always feel the need to help her?
Why does it hurt so much when she had talked like that to him?
He had never felt this way for any woman before. All he had felt for women was lust.
Yes, he had duped her, but he never had touched any other woman after he had taken her innocence. He never understood why.
He had raped women before, slept with numbers of prostitutes but after what he did to her, he never had the courage to touch another woman because he thought he would hurt her.
He had lived with this untold guilt for seven years while he was getting rich. His plan was t
"What the hell?" Mike said in a surprised tone as he ruffled his hair in both surprise and immense confusion."Why the hell will they sell an innocent little girl?"That was the breaking point of his patience. At that moment, he suddenly became blinded by a five-course serving of rage that tasted bitter, yet surprisingly satisfying. He reached out. He went to punch the fool in the face. When his fist came in contact he fell to the ground wailing in pain, as he tried to shake the aching after taste, upon the taste buds of his hand. Much like coffee, its bitterness drew him in to take another sip knowing he would be more awake than minutes before. He tackled him and held him down so he could not fight back. He seriously doubt he could’ve anyway as his fists continued to hit his face. He did not feel guilty nor did he feel the pain that could be caused by punching someone in the face. So many years of subtle bullying that su
"Hannah"She whispered as she began to worry. She can't just sit down on a hospital bed all in the name of treating a wound that was going to heal soon.She forcefully removed the needle which was plunged into her flesh and tried getting up, but fell to the ground with a third, giving a shout of pain.Her legs hurt so badly.One of the nurses came in to see what had happened only to find Susanna's figure on the ground."Madam, are you ok?"Susanna lay on the warm tiles floor. The young nurse picked up her hand and felt her pulse, so she could know if the patient was fine or no.Her heart beat was slow and steady, and her face was so pale. No doubt Susanna was out cold; that was the proof.She had drifted into a world of unconsciousness.
It didn't take long before the police had found Mike and Hannah and also captured the child traffickers. They had taken the both of them to Mike's home where he had fed Hannah and cuddled her to sleep.The young girl seemed to have wanted nothing more than to cuddle in his arms, enveloped by the warmth of both silence and his heat. Whether she wanted to rest permanently or not, he did not know.But she finally fell asleep in his arms.She never would have though silence would be considered warm but there she was laying in her bed prepared to be swept away by the hope that her sleep would be filled by light.Having been kidnapped by child traffickers and had suffered under their clutches, she deserved to have a good night rest.Luckily she didn't have any serious scratches although some were visible on her body as a result of the rope that was tied so tightly around her.
Hannah stayed with Mike because she wanted to. For some reason she felt sad with him, and Mike could not understand why. She always wanted to be with him every minute and he won't deny,It makes him happy.When Susanne had offered to take her home with her, she had refused, saying she wanted to be with papa.Her papa.He still has not gotten used to the whole "papa" ordeal, but he liked it though. For some reason he felt an unbreakable connection with this little girl. Mike was glad to take care of Hannah thus, indirectly fulfilling the promise he made to her on that night.That he would never leave her.He did not have the right over here but he would always care for the little child. She was more than special to him. How she walked her way to his heart he would never know. But he would protect her, even in exchange for his life.He always takes her to school
After all he had done to save her and her daughter it finally dawned on her.She is in love with him and she can’t even believe the love was still there.He had rekindled her love for him.She closed her eyes as she tries to shake those thoughts away. Thoughts of truth.
Mike never still understood why Susanna wanted Hannah to stay away from him. Was she still angry with him?Hasn't she not forgiven him yet?Just after he had grown so much affection for the child she wants him to stay away from her.He sighed as he remembered all that had transpired at the hospital. Hannah seemed so hurt and he couldn't do anything about it. It has been three days since that incident and he had missed the little girl.Susanna had been discharged that same day and she had resumed her waitress job the next day. She must have realized the money he had sent to her and he was quite happy if he was of some help.Even if they weren't really in good terms.He always came to Hannah's school just to check on her and buy her some snacks without she even knowing. If she asked the teacher who had sent the snacks to her the teacher would say it was her mother.Wh
Susanna sighed as she looked in her wardrobe. She hated parties, most especially parties that involved crowds. It might be because she was not used to attending parties. But she was a worker there and so she has to be there.She looked at her wall clock.It was 7pm.And the party was expected to kick off by 8pm.And since Susanne will be going to this party, she had to carry Hannah along. She picked up a dress and went in to change, leaving Hannah in the bedroom who was asleep.After putting on the dress she had picked she sat on her dressing table, wanting to do something with her hair. And then she was done.Her normally long swirly blonde hair was intricately packed and styled so wonderfully on top of her head in great curls, each one as stiff as day old pasta.She positioned herself in front of the bureau mirror and took inventory. Makeup was minimal, reserved to a sweep of mascara. Lips could use some gloss. I licked my bott
No Susanna. Don't worry about that, Sheiriki won't bother you, i made sure of that. You just gotta enjoy yourself here" He said as he smiled, his light purple dimple coming up.Hannah had that same dimple.Looking from Hannah to Mike she could see resemblance.Lots of resemblance.Too much resemblance to not be noticed.Susanna watched as Hannah held his hand on the table, smiling at him who also returned the smile.Damn! It was far too obvious."I can't stay here""Why?""I.....i...." She bit her lips as she tried to find an excuse but to no avail."Are you okay?" He asked with concern and hurt in his eyes. He stood up and pushed his chair close to hers and taking her hands in his."I could help if you just tell me Susanna"Her lips were quivering, her eyes seemed to be holding back tears. She wanted some bad to tell him all she had bottled up in her. She wanted to share all that was bothering h