Bryce stared down at the temptress sitting down in front of him. He had warned her to quit staring but she had refused to. Should he kiss her? Maybe have a taste to get his brain working again. Would she let him? This was a battle between himself and his over raging hormones. God, what sort of punis

Hera knew the exact moment that Bryce left for work. He didn't stop by her house or anything but she heard his car driving out of the mansion when she had woken up earlier to pray in the morning. The fact that he didn't come to her apartment was enough proof that he was mad at her. She knew deep dow

"Are you okay Hera?" Mariam asked for the umpteenth time when she noticed that Hera had been washing a particular dish for more than ten minutes now. This had never happened before and so when she saw her doing so, it took her by complete surprise. Hera nodded in response to her question. "I don'

If Bryce needs her then she'll definitely be there for him, irrespective of who he was and what he had done. He was her friend and he might actually be in serious trouble. "Take me to him." She ordered in a firm voice and he led her straight into the building. They arrived at the bar area and it wa

Bryce woke up in the middle of the night to find Hera sleeping next to him in a seated position. At first he wondered who on earth asked her to babysit him for the night. He had done a whole lot of awful things that didn't sit well with her but she still always managed to stay by him and help him ou