BACK TO PRESENT.Two businessmen in black suits stood in the middle of Don Romero's living room. They had unpleasant expressions on their faces, and the tension in the room could be felt easily. Mason was leaning on the staircase railing, waiting for his father to come downstairs.“We don't have all day!” One of the men groaned, raising his arm to stare at his watch. “Where is Don?” “Here's your stupid agreement!” Don Romero came downstairs, flinging a file to them which they dodged and allowed it to hit the floor. “I don't want to work with you anyway!” He fired, his eyes filled with hate and venom. He felt like slitting their throats on the spot but that would make things worse.“Good riddance! No one wants to do business with you! I should have taken my wife's advice and backed away from this deal when I had the chance, but now I've lost millions! Millions that I will never recover.” The other man cried out before picking up the file and storming out.They both left and Don Romero
FLASHBACK(14 years ago)“Why is this place so dirty!? What have you all been doing since sunrise!?” Mrs Janice's voice, sharp as a blade, cut through the thick air, sending shivers down the spines of all the maids that were standing before her.“Do I pay you all to stand around and do nothing!?” “Mum!” Sixteen year old Noah drawled, rolling his eyes as he jogged down the stairs. “Let them be, they've been trying their best.” “Their best?” Mrs Janice fumed, she was not having any of it. “Look,” she pointed to the table beside her, slowly leaning over and swiping her index finger across it. She raised her finger for all of them to see.“Dust! There's dust everywhere and you all know that my husband does not like a dirty house! All of you, get to work right now or you're fired!” She roared, causing the maids to panic as they ran in different directions.“Oh mum.. you're so dramatic.” Noah rolled his eyes again and pinched his mother's cheek. He was an easy going young boy, always cheer
Noah can't be dead, the news is wrong, right? RIGHT?Charlene desperately wanted to be told that her eyes were deceiving her. She wanted Noah to burst into that room, alive and well, telling her that it was all just a prank. She had only gotten him back after six years of waiting and now she had lost him again? Forever!? She was jolted from her thoughts when Veronica's phone rang, it was Mrs Janice, she had probably seen the news as well. Veronica left the room to take the call, equally drenched in tears while Bianca still sat in the pool of her own tears, wailing loudly. “Mummy? What happened?” Harry's little voice forced Charlene's tears out of her eyes, she could no longer hold them back. She cried like a baby, hugging her son closely and causing him to cry as well. He had no idea what was wrong, he had never seen his mother cry like that.Charlene felt as if a dagger had been pushed into her chest, piercing her heart and making her bleed. The news was just too hard to swallow,
Charlene got to Vicky's house with Harry, she couldn't leave him alone in the penthouse since Noah was not home and Bianca was… busy. Veronica, on the other hand, would never agree to do that. Vicky was excited when they both arrived, she brought them in and served them cookies. Charlene noticed how excited she was that morning.“Vicky, you seem awfully happy today. What's the secret?” Charlene forced a smile, although her heart was aching from what she had witnessed earlier. Knight was playing her, and she was oblivious to it. “Well.. let's just say I had a good time last night.” Vicky winked and Charlene glared at her, looking over at Harry who was happily munching on his cookies. “Harry, baby?” She called out to him. “Why don't you take the rest of the cookies to the playroom, your aunt and I want to talk.” She obliged him and the little boy zoomed off with the plate without wasting any time. Vicky had turned one of the rooms in her house into a playroom for Harry when he turn
The rays of the early morning sun penetrated Charlene's eyelids, forcing her to squint and turn to the other side of the bed. She hummed sleepily, a smile on her lips. But then she remembered..Her eyes threw open, memories of the previous night playing in her head. But then she thought, was it all dream? “It can't be!” She exclaimed, ready to crash out if all of that turned out to be a dream but then she felt it; the soreness in-between her legs. It wasn't a dream! It all happened! Noah made love to her and drove her to insane orgasms, leaving her with quivering legs. As the memories flooded her head, her cheeks turned pink and she couldn't help the butterflies in her tummy. What happened after that? She couldn't recall anything. The last thing she remembered was Noah trying to say something to her, she must have fallen asleep before hearing him out. She wondered what he wanted to say. Rubbing her eyes, she slowly got out of bed, looking around the room like she was lost. Then,
As the kiss intensified, the lovebirds found it difficult to keep their hands off each other. Charlene's hands roamed his hard chest, craving for something much more than the kiss. He caressed her waist, her back and the top of her butt, grabbing her like an obsessed lunatic, his tongue invading her throat roughly.Noah pushed her back softly, not minding the books and files that scattered on the floor, including the lamp that fell off the desk. Their grunts and impatient moans were the only sounds that could be heard in the room.Charlene moaned into his mouth, the heat within her intensifying when his hand moved back to her thighs, fighting its way to the space between them. He successfully parted her legs, and then broke the kiss, their lips swollen from pleasure.She moaned desperately, staring into his lustful eyes. He did not break eye contact, even as he latched onto her pink nipple. He rolled his tongue around it, sucked it and moaned softly, making sure that she was watching.