“Say you won’t ruin this, say you won’t give up, say you won’t let go, say you won’t hold back, say you’ll fight for us.” Karen~ He doesn’t answer my question instead; he kisses me, pulling me to his hard form and his arms, wrapping around my waist possessively as his tongue and lips devour into mine. My legs are up, tiptoeing to kiss him back because of our height, but I don’t feel the pressure on them because his arms are supporting me up. I don’t really know how, but we end up on the bed with William on top of me as he kisses the rest of my face before moving down to my neck. At the sweep of his tongue, at the spot where my shoulder and neck meet, my legs coil up and a long, hard moan escapes my mouth and I suddenly realise how sensitive the spot has become. William seems to have noticed it too because he focuses on there more, licking and sucking into it while his finger finds out my nipple through the sweater and plays with it. I moan and try to move, if not escape from the as

“Is that not enough to be the problem? The only people I know that don’t age and look this way are gods. Are you a god Mr McQueen?” Karen~ Flashback-----> “The doctor says you wanted to see me?” I said, walking into Samuel’s ward and approaching his bed. He was at stage four of the cancer of the brain and, as much as I didn’t want to admit it; he was dying. His skin was so pale and his head had no hair and so was the strength I always knew him for. He nodded and motioned for me to sit down. I took my sit on the chair close to him and waited patiently for what he wanted to say. “Thank you, William, for everything you’ve done for me these past six months.” He said slowly and with much effort. I shook my head, “I did nothing, Samuel.” He smiled dryly, “To you, it might be nothing, but to me it’s everything.” Samuel illness wasn’t one we expected or prepared for, it was sudden and was aggressive that Samuel had to be hospitalised immediately and treatments began swiftly too and th

“I want you to want me as much as I want you” William~ About seven-minute later, Japhia comes out of the booth with a worn-out look on his face. I approach him and William trails behind me. “How did it go?” I ask with my eyes desperately searching his. He huffs, “You ask questions you already know the answer to. If it went great, I’d be holding 150 grand in my hand, right? And now I’m not, so what does that tell you?” “It didn’t go well?” He nods, giving me a slight smile. “See? Now you’ve answered your own question.” I grit my teeth as yet again he’s made me feel dumb and like he knew what I was thinking about William rubs his hand on the small of my back trying to ease my slowly rising anger and I feel it dies off, but so far from letting it go. I touch his shoulder and when he looks at me, I gave him a sad face, “Is it that difficult or are you that clueless?” Japhia slaps off my hand from his shoulder and William tries to suppress his laughter but fails miserably. I turn to

“I’m pretty sure your friend saw something special in you before he entrusted his daughter in your care, William.” Julian~ William’s POV Flashback to 13 years ago=====> Simon pulled up in front of the mainland club and, not waiting for him to come and open my door for me as usual, I pulled myself out of the car and walked to his side. “You don’t have to wait for me, Simon. Leave the keys with the security, I’ll pick it and find my way home.” “Not to be rude, sir, but the last four times you’ve driven yourself home has been terrible. This is the fourth car in one week.” He reminded me like I was complaining. “Geez, I didn’t know I had a checker on my ass.” I faked a surprised tone, while my face displayed a boring outlook. He looked at me, “Sorry, sir, but I’m not leaving till you’re leaving.” “Fine! Since you enjoy suffering so much, stay.” I spat, before marching into the nightclub blazing with loud music. Today was one of those days. I’m not trying to shoot myself in the he

“Because we were friends once and believe it or not, I care about you.” Karen~ Flashback===> I couldn’t go to work that day. Jean was my concentration. So I called my secretary and told her I had family matters to attend to. Yes, I did, because I took the day to introduce Jean to everyone in the house and that day was also the first time since Samuel’s funeral that I saw Karen and I didn’t crash down or feel the pain I always felt when around her. Jean's eyes opened and her lashes slowly lifted as those beautiful blue eyes came into view. “Morning,” she murmured, rubbing her face slowly as she sits down. I turned to her from my computer system, which I was facing and working on, a wide grin on my face. There was a mirror in front of me, so I watched her sleep even while I was working. “It’s afternoon princess, I’m pretty sure it was afternoon when we fell back into bed to sleep.” She gave me a frown on her face, “Why do I feel like our wide, unending sex stopped you from going t