All Chapters of Wet Nights : Chapter 101 - Chapter 109

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The Point

Bishop I didn't let her say another word before I started to move closer to her.She froze on her track but I could smell fear in her confidence. I let my hand trail up to her waist, then to her arm. Slowly, I pushed her back against the wall and started to sniff her face.She shut her eyes, "What are you doing?" She stammered."I can't resist you whenever I set my eyes on you." I hissed and without any warning, I lowered my head to meet her average height, and I pressed my lips on her warm mouth.Her lips were smooth on mine and it felt like I could never have enough of her softness. I slowly pulled back, "Just stay, don't fight it." I whispered into her slightly opened mouth.I carefully lifted her hands to my neck and she wrapped it softly around it without hesitation.I pulled her closer to me and started to kiss her again, this time, a bit faster and deeper than earlier.She didn't fight it, instead, she kissed me back, her body melting into mine."You're so soft." I hinted, my

You Asked For It

Bishop"Shemika, what are you thinking?" I paused and asked the long lost woman.She hissed and shook head softly, "Umm...it's nothing—I... I'm fine." She stammered"This isn't the first time you're seeing me, why are you acting like it's your first time?" I smiled at her softly.I leaned close and pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead and she melted into me without hesitation."Let's go." I muttered and opened the car door for her to step in.I drove her back to the penthouse, but none of us spoke in the car. But I noticed her eyes kept darting towards my down part as I drove.Whenever I catch her eyes, she'll blink her eyes sharply and look away immediately."What are you staring at?" I asked, clutching onto the steering firmly."Nothing." She blurted immediately.I scoffed, "Are you kidding me?" I smiled softly.Shemika cleared her throat and looked away from me. She focused her gaze on the road ahead, pretending not to want to look at me."Give me your hand." I mumbled, stretching

The Incident

BishopThe street was quiet and there didn't seem to be many people in the neighborhood. My heart started to race, but I managed to bring myself together and think straight.I looked around one more time, and without hesitation, I picked the woman up and scooped her into my arms while I rushed her into my car. I glanced at her dry face one more time before lowering her carefully in the backseat, and I sped off to the nearest hospital.I got to the nearest hospital in less than five minutes and rushed her in immediately. I made sure she was taken into the emergency care unit by the doctor and nurses. I paid for her bills and waited while the nurses rushed in and out of the ward in chaos.But somehow, something didn't seem right. The whole situation doesn't sit right for me. I can remember vividly, I didn't hit the woman with my car. I was fast enough to stop the car before I could even touch her.So what happened?I stepped out of the hospital and towards my car. I just wanted to leave

Plan A,B,C

BishopI flung the bag into the trunk of my car and I hurried back to the front and claimed the driver's seat, but I didn't drive away, not yet.I sat slumped into the seat, unsure what to do now. So I tossed out my phone and a quick thought instantly slipped into my mind.My heart was heavy with anger and worry, but mostly fear. I can't imagine Shemika getting hurt because of me.My eyes locked on the phone's screen for a while before I started to text the strange number that may have kidnapped or picked Shemika."But I thought I saw Shemika go into the penthouse? How the hell was she kidnapped? Has somebody been watching or monitoring her?" I couldn't control all the varieties of thoughts coming into my mind.“I have your daughter. If you want her back, release Shemika.” I texted the strange number.A few seconds later, the reply came in.“Bring her to me first, then I’ll let your woman go.”I paused and stared at the message for a long moment before typing back.“No. We play by my

Murder Murder!

BishopThe kidnapper suddenly lunged forward and grabbed my hands, pinning them tight behind me while his daughter started searching my body.They were checking if I'd any weapons on me."What a waste of time." I thought. All the weapons I brought with me were gone already, it was in the trunk in my car, so I'd nothing on me.The man was just about to tie my wrist when I immediately acted fast. I suddenly jolted up and snatched the gun from the father’s belt in one swift move. Before anyone could react, I already turned the gun and pressed it hard against the father’s throat.“Who sent you?” I barked, my voice sharp and deadly.The man didn’t say anything. He only glared at me like a stubborn beast.Without hesitation, I grabbed his throat and spun him around. I pressed his back against my chest while I still had the gun pointed at his throat."Who sent you?" I asked again, I roared this time around.The man still didn't say a word.I didn’t waste time. I raised the gun and slammed it

What's Going on?

Bishop I walked down the hallway and towards her room. I didn't knock, I simply stepped into her room like I owned it, of course, I did-in the absence of Mr. Saint though. Shemika was sitting on the bed with Lexi, who was gently applying cream to her bruised lips. "Step out," I said firmly and without hesitation, Lexi immediately hurried out of the room with a gentle bow. Quietly, she closed the door behind her. I sighed and stepped closer to Shemika on the bed. I picked the cotton wool that Lexi was using and I started to help her clean her wound. Shemika flinched and I immediately stopped, "Are you okay?" I asked softly. "Did they hurt you?" Shemika shook her head slowly. "No... They didn't hurt me." But I noticed something in her eyes. She looked worried. Her face was tense. I lowered the cotton wool back on the bed and leaned closer to her. "What is it? You're not telling me something." I whispered, my voice was too low and calm. Shemika hesitated. Then finally, she spok

Like a Flash

Shemika's POV This is what he always does, he'll come to see me and then receive a call, then he'll disappear like a flash, or so, like a flicker of light. What the hell do I know that might have happened and why did he rush out of my room like that? Whatever the case might be, Bishop is the type that will always have everything under control, so, BINGO! I don't have to worry about anything. Without thinking much about it, I shifted fully into the bed, and then I laid back down with a loud exhale. "What a day!" I thought. I can't believe I was kidnapped today. Something I never thought about or ever imagined could happen to me. Despite how much I don't want to think deep into it, I find myself reminiscing about it-the kidnapper, his daughter, the way they grabbed me outside the penthouse just before I could step in and cry for help. "Have they been monitoring me?" I thought. Did they know about me this much to the extent they came for me knowing fully that Bishop will turn him

Burn

Shemika's POV"What's mom talking about?" I thought.She seemed to have heard the question I just asked inside my mind, so she smiled at me and squeezed my cheeks softly.Her voice trembled while she spoke. "I know... I'll remind you, Shemika." She beamed with the softest voice I've ever heard so far.She pressed her palm softly over my face and let out a silent sigh, then she said, "We call you Clair, Shemika. It's not a name, honey-it's what you're. You're a clairvoyant, a seer of things no one dares to imagine." She smiled proudly at her words.I was still confused, so I asked, "I don't understand, mom." Tears were almost forming in my eyes. I hated how lost I was, I didn't even know if any of this was real or not. I was just here-in this dark, cloudy room.She chuckled softly, "Of course, you understand, honey. You've just forgotten. Shemika, you always saw things before they happened. You've the ability to perceive events beyond normal sensory contacts." She added calmly."But...

It Happened

Shemika's POVThis was when I saw it. Mom was tied to a chair.I was still crying and Mom refused to open her eyes to look at us, she was disappointed in us, we didn't keep to the promise-I screamed and now we're in danger and she's just too helpless to help us.They poured gasoline all over mom and before she could say anything to us, they lit the match stick and flung it at her."NOOOO!" I screamed.I started to struggle with the men that were pinning me down, I wanted to rush into the fire, to burn with my Mom. "No, please. Let her go-" My voice cracked as I screamed and begged.Mom was struggling in the fire, and after a while, she finally stopped shaking. Mom was gone, she died in pain.I suddenly stopped crying, my eyes couldn't form tears anymore.My breath hitched and my chest rose and fell in despair.It was this night that everything changed. The very last minute I saw mom take her last breath, my heart immediately went dark, consumed by rage and pure hatred.Maya already f

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