▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬ Her expression remained the same as her eyes scanned through the answers provided by the search engine to the two alphabets her friend had typed in. Website after website after website and the same words - Dangerous, Ruthless, Inhuman - or words synonymous to them were still being continuously made use of. She swallowed thickly the lump that had taken form in her throat as she read through the articles published on Wikipedia, but for some reason, she still doubted that the man that was currently sitting on their couch, awaiting her presence, was capable of doing any of the things the articles had stated about him. For some reason, she didn't want to believe it yet she couldn't help but feel that she wanted to know. She had the hunch that she might regret not finding out what she could when she still had the chance to, so she exited from Wikipedia and tapped on the Images bar. She needed absolut

▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬Underneath the mizzle of cold water, Jordan stood with his head hung low as different thoughts ran a marathon endlessly through his mind. Eclectic thoughts they were, yet they all originated from one source — her. His siren of a therapist.He groaned and ran his hand through his hair as he raised his head to collide his face with the drizzle flowing from the shower above his au naturel state. He looked hellishly beautiful as the drops of water raced down his sleek tanned body which was rippled with thick muscles and festooned with the finest of ink.The scene that had played out downstairs crawled its way into his mind again and he could feel his fists clenching tightly, his jaw going tense as the overwhelming urge to rip apart every bone in the arms of the man that had held his gem consumed him. His gem.But as much as he would like to torture him and watch as the life is drained out of his eve

▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬ Rummaging through her neatly arranged closet in nothing but a grey coloured bathrobe with her hair wrapped up in a towel around her head, Emerald skimmed through the rows and columns of hung clothes, looking for an outfit to wear to work.  Now that she looked at it, she noticed that she had more formal habiliments than casuals. Even down to her footwear; other than her plethora of slipper slides, she had only a cornucopia amount of Converse and sneakers to rely on for both a punctilious and dégagé setting, coupled with a few heels. After a few more minutes of scrutiny, Emerald settled for a white and pink striped blazer and pant suit set before pairing them up with a white long sleeved turtleneck top. On her way out of her closet, she grabbed a pair of white FILA sneakers to go with her outfit before proceeding to get dressed. Few seconds later, sh

▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬ Music wafted softly from the stereo system and across the backyard of the house as the guests associated with each other with warm and welcoming smiles engraved vibrantly on their faces. Different gifts of varied sizes crammed the centre table as the celebrant's family delivered more wrapped presents to the already piled heap on the table.  Emerald, Armani, Maggie and Luca, together with Oriana and Logan — who had arrived the day before to help with the preparations — tended to the guests, mingling with them with wide smiles on their faces. Feeling as though her legs would fall off anytime soon, Emerald walked over to an empty chair, away from the crowd and plopped down into it. She loosened the straps on her heels, freeing her feet from the hellish hold of the three inched devil. Heaving a sigh of relief, she massaged her feet before setting them do

▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬ There were just three days before the d-day - the wedding day and Emerald had to admit this month had been the busiest month of her life. It seemed as though it had turned her life totally upside down. Her usual commute from home to work and from work back home again had been completely ruptured and the unbelievable thought that had been consistent in her mind had been 'Why didn't I purchase a vehicle of my own?' Her brain kept reminding her of Oriana's annoying words that had always prodded her into getting her own car but she had found no reasonable use for it since the only places she ever had to drive to were her workplace and her home.  But since the past weeks had been very busy and hectic for her, since she had been making several stops at different stores and shops and had been having to travel to and from Boston every weekend to get things done over there as well, she could