Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE GLASS WIFE; the storm he built himself : Kabanata 181 - Kabanata 190

SERENA'S POV "Take your right," I called out, "Slowly, don't rush. Just a little to the side. Bend more" "Bend more?" "Yes, bend more. Just a little." I said, moving anxiously to his side. Maintaining the distance rules still. His feet taking the ground slowly, feeling it out, the borders and restrictions before drawing back in. Maintaining a single spot inside the snake-like craft. The perfect way to go about this very movement right now. "Take your left again," I urged, watching him. "Then right, left now. Right again, no- Wait!" He paused, stiff, foot hanging just above one of the borders. Any movement from that foot and he'll be outside it, meaning we'd be starting all over again. "Go back," I called out, "you have to go back a little, just a little. Your foot is about to move out of the lines, go back a little but not too much." His eyebrows furrowed, lips parting as he struggled to understand my words, foot still hanging. "Just go back a little, Eliot. Just a little." A

SERENA'S POV The sound of clothes dropping to the floor a moment later filled the air. His steps light but charged with weight. Especially as he stepped into the bathroom, heading straight for the running water. The one which I was underneath. Waiting. For him. I felt my body burn hotter as he neared me from behind, his hands reaching out to interlock with mine on the wall. Stretching out in front of me, our body heat merging, the running water dripping down us. "Mhmmm," I moaned softly, relaxing. Swallowing as my pulse quickened in no time, that familiar excitement buzzing in my veins. My body aching, rising for his lips, to feel him on me, have his hands pressed down on my skin, his kisses on my collar, my neck, shoulders as he descended to the painful erectness of my nipples. My breasts. I wanted to be roughly taken. I wanted him on me, but not in our usual way. The last time we showered we did nothing. Just showered, nothing more. Now, i wanted something more. I wanted a

ELIOT'S POV Everything has been going exceptional. Everything. The games. Her. Us. I think it was safe to say we were making progress. I felt we were making progress, up until I saw that last night. That phone. We were both in that bathroom. We both felt all those things together there, I didn't want to brag but I did good. I did her good and I knew she loved it! She loved it so much that she kept muttering my name all through her blackout. Especially as I washed her down there. Such an enthralling creature she was, had me mad tight even while asleep. If she wasn't so out of it, I would've taken her again and again. Not stopping until she forgot that bastard's name even! Look at us on the bed, look at me watching her so closely until she stopped muttering. Only for that phone to light up, blaring into the air with a call. A call from that bastard. Worse, she took it. Sleepy as she was. Passed out as she was. I didn't know whether to call Elias to go pick him up or smash

SERENA'S POV "What do we do now?" I asked, dropping the box. "The numbers aren't the code, and there aren't more clues or anything. How exactly are we to get this?" He didn't respond. Just stood still, silent. Like he was calculating. Next he moved back to the box on the stool. Stared at it, then at the already opened envelope we left there. He took the envelope. The white paper that had the instruction. "DON’T LOOK FOR NUMBERS. LOOK FOR MARKS. THE BOX REMEMBERS." He read slowly, holding the paper. Feeling it out at his fingertips, turning back around to check the other side. Nothing. It was blank. He turned the envelope next. Tore out the pattern on it, making a full paper too. But still, nothing. "I can't believe how hard this is." I grumbled, scanning around. "The other teams are finding it difficult too, that's a good thing I guess. At least we know we're not stupid." "We're not," I turned to him. "How so? We haven't found a single clue all this while." "We found the cl

SERENA'S POV "Alright, this is the determining factor. The very game that's going to determine who wins the grand prize of getting whatever he/she wants. Are you all ready?""Ready!" The teams chorused, holding onto their partners. Some groggily, Rebecca and Chris to be specific. I held on too. To Eliot. The both of us in similar positions as the other teams.Left and right foot tied together, forming a solid alliance in the middle. One foot. Our other free legs standing firm on each of our sides. Making it, the three legged race."Are you set?" The teams cheered, Eliot held me closer. His arm on my waist. My arm across his back. The both of us standing side to side, totally no space between. Our eyes fixed on the mini race track ahead, like everyone.A second more and, "Start!" The shot filled the air, John whistling loudly as almost everyone began moving immediately. Chaos and confusion ringing out. Laughter high up in air, especially as several teams collapsed after just two st