Time stopped. Everything stood still. Terrence couldn’t believe that the woman standing in front of him was the woman he had been looking for for so long. He doesn’t want to blink for she might disappear from his sight again.He suddenly grabbed her hands and pulled her closer to him and wrapped her in his arms.“It’s you! It’s really you! I’m not dreaming!” Terrence could only hear his own voice and heartbeat at the moment. The only thing he sees right now is her.“Where have you been?! Why did you have to leave?!” He was fighting back the tears trying to escape from his eyes. He cupped her face with his hands so he could see her face up-close.‘It’s her! It’s really her! This isn’t a dream anymore!’ Terrence tried to convince himself.“Let go of me! Lunatic!” She tried to release herself from his tight hug but he’s too strong so she just screamed so loud that almost everyone in the convention panicked and ran towards their location.Terrence felt a strong tug behind him. It was some
‘It was him, again!’ Bridgette tried so hard to avoid his gaze and hide her fear at the moment. She gathered all her courage and stood up for herself. He may look intimidating, but she won’t let him affect her goals and sole reason for being at that convention.She turned her head sideways quickly and drew a deep breath. "Good morning, sir. Thank you for the offer, but I wanted to win fair and square." She faked a smile. "Let’s just wait until all our respectable judges here cast their votes and ratings for our collection. "Thank you." She politely bowed in front of him afterward.The judges were too stunned to speak. Terrence secretly gave one of them a glare. He instantly knew what Terrence meant."Oh, uh. Ms.Sui, I think we're done rating your collection." He nervously flipped through the clipboard. Other judges panicked and joined him but was interrupted when Bridgette screamed. After Hinari interpreted what he said, Bridgette reacted."Stop! Why are you intimidated by this person
Following that announcement, Bridgette’s phone began to ring non-stop. Various companies, even famous ones, began calling her asking for her to collaborate with them.“Miss Melinda! They began calling us too!” One of her staff told her while waiting for their scheduled flight back to London in the boarding area.“Miss Melinda, what’s happening? Are we really gonna’ work with all of them?” Another staff member asked. They were all overwhelmed with what Terrence did and those unending calls from strangers.“Turn off all your phones. We will not work with any of them,” Bridgette firmly advised.‘That condescending man! I will never forgive what he did! He humiliated me and my company on national television! He’s a disgusting rich folk! I hope he loses all his money and begs on the streets!’ Bridgette had been cursing Terrence in her mind over and over. In the middle of her internal battle, an intercom announcement blared all over the airport.“Announcement. This passenger of Flight 214
There was a minute of awkward silence followed by a loud shriek coming from Bridgette which startled the stewardess and the pilot. Bridgette’s face was buried in her hands as the stewardess approached them. She looked confused and worried. She glanced at Terrence first where she found it odd to see that his face was as red as a tomato while staring at the screaming lady in front of her. “Ma’am. Are you okay? What happened? Mr. Evans, what happened here? Are both of you okay?” Terrence cleared his throat first. “I’ll just go to the loo,” he said and quickly rushed into the restroom. When Bridgette felt that Terrence was not in the cabin anymore, she put her hands down and faced the stewardess. “Hi. I’m okay. I’m so sorry for that. I just saw a snake,” Bridgette tried to formulate a lie but the image of Terrence’s bulge appeared in her head again calling it a snake. “Snake??” The stewardess appeared more confused than ever. Bridgette glanced at the stewardess nameplate and decided t
Troy hired someone to clean Bridgette’s house today. It was such a mess when Bridgette left for the convention in Japan because she had no time to tidy up. He woke up early today as well to prepare everything at the shop for his fiance's return. Bridgette texted him an hour ago about being disqualified from the selection so he wanted to lighten her mood today by making sure that everything is in place for her arrival. He turned on the television and switched it to an international news channel and made it play in the background. He rolled his sleeves and began mopping the floor while the old lady cleaned the kitchen. He caught her looking at him. In a friendly tone, he asked her. “Why are you staring at me like that madam?” She was caught off-guard and almost hit the glassware behind her when she panicked and jolted. “N-Nothing sire. I just admire you for taking care of your lady. She’s so lucky to have you,” she said. Her eyes were twinkling with so much admiration for Troy. Tro
Sweat dripped from the woman; hot beads, the product of her efforts, fell on his torso. He could smell the sweet scent of her. A delicious fragrance that meshed well with her perfume. It was part of what Terrence liked about her. It made his dick hard and his mouth water. She rode him hard, tits bouncing in time with the motion. He could hear her flesh slapping into his. In a fog of passion he grabbed her roughly, flipping their position so she was underneath. With lustful eyes he lapped up the sight of her flesh as it glistened, an erotic vision under the red glow of the tinted lamp.“Ah!” was all the woman could muster as Terrence crushed her body against the mattress. They could both hear the sweet sound of their moans engulfing the room, volume increasing with every thrust he made.“Fuck!” he groaned in frustration. His thick member seems too large no matter how hard he rammed her slit it wouldn’t all quite fit. Terrence shifted his weight on his arms so he could fully pound her e
After he stayed at the headquarters for almost five hours, Terrence returned inside the mansion to rest. All these mafia boss’ obligations drained him down. He could not believe it till now that a nerd who was once humiliated and despised would become the head of the largest organization in the country. He plopped his tired body on the bed. The memories of how it all began surged back into his head. He closed his eyes as he let the memory engulf him.It was a peaceful Saturday morning. The sun shone brightly and the warm breeze of midsummer air was like enticing people to go out and enjoy it, but young Terrence and Troy were busy reading and arguing about the history of their clan inside Terrence’s bedroom.They both flopped down onto the bed, and each gripped one side of the black folder. With a loud voice, Terrence read the next page. “The Evans House was built in the 1940s by Robert Evans, when he and his family returned to London from Germany to expand their chemical and steel man
Hackney, East London Inside a modern-looking mansion, a woman was busy decluttering stuff inside a closet when she saw an old box sitting neatly under the clothes. Her eyebrows furrowed trying to remember what's inside it. She picked it up gently and placed it on the bed. Slowly she opened the cover of the box revealing several things. A pink bracelet with the letter T on it, a smiley emoji pin, several scented letters, an empty candy wrapper and pictures. A wave of memories suddenly flooded her thoughts, a painful memory she tried so hard to forget fifteen years ago. It was a dewy morning. The mist from the outside blurred the window glass. The bird chirped and the golden rays of sun shone “Hey, I’ve packed some stuff for our outreach program this weekend. I hope you already contacted our volunteers,” Bridgette cheerfully said to her best friend Trina on the phone. She placed the phone between her ears and left shoulder so she could pack the school supplies and food they’re sup