Curious Case Of Benjamin Button Novels & Stories

I inserted my birthday and it unlocked with a single folder on the desktop titled ‘my wife’. Curiosity got the better of me and I clicked it to find a ton of my nude pictures on the screen. There were over five hundred of them with some being pictures. I pressed play on one of them against my better judgment, swallowing as my face came to view. I pulled Benjamin into the room, clothed to seduce. “You always surprise me, baby,” he said. I remembered this day, it was filled with passion or so I thought. Benjamin’s face was blurred out with just me fully seen. The camera captured everything.

For someone as arrogant as Benjamin, he actually did stop talking and obediently followed the old woman out of the house. Despite her age—she looked to be in her seventies or eighties—she walked so fast that Benjamin, a grown man in his prime, couldn’t keep up. They walked the whole night, and by the time morning came, Benjamin could barely stand, his large frame swaying as if it might collapse. Just before he fell, the old woman opened a door to a basement. “We’re here.” Inside the basement was an eerie red glow, and strange, unfamiliar religious statues were arranged around the room. The scene was chilling, making everything feel even more unsettling.

she added, glancing at her colleagues to emphasize the gravity of the situation. Hunter leaned forward, his intense gaze fixed on the screen, where Trisha and Joyril had displayed images of Benjamin’s friend and the mafia they had crossed. The room was silent except for the faint hum of the monitor, as Hunter's mind raced through the information presented to him. Benjamin had always been an artist, someone immersed in creativity and far removed from the intricacies of business dealings. It was no surprise that he’d been duped—he lacked the savvy to navigate the complexities of the trade his friend had led him into. What puzzled Hunter, however, was Benjamin’s initial decision to enter the bu

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits. Chapter 22 Caleb's POV: Ken pushed the door open without knocking, his face already telling the story before his lips parted. He stood in the doorway for a second longer than necessary, shifting from one foot to the other, like a man who’d rather be anywhere but here. I looked up from my desk, the numbers on the spreadsheet blurring into one another. My morning coffee had gone cold. The sun hadn’t fully risen, and already the day felt heavy.

She saw a pregnant woman wobble past them as she parked her car. "That's my next patient," Benjamin informed her as he got out of the car. "I'll be home in four hours," he continued as he opened the back door and gave each of the boys a kiss. "And just so you know, you are the only pregnant woman I have ever been turned on by." She giggled, shaking her head at him. "Thank goodness. I was worried that you had some weird fetish." "Only you," he said, leaning over the seat and kissing her. "The sooner I get in there, the sooner I can get home."

“Yes, aunt. I am.” Soon the chat was surrounded with the topic of pregnancy and marriage which annoyed the hell out of Benjamin. He got up and excused himself, going straight to his room upstairs. Harold knew something was wrong and so went to check on him. “Benjamin, how did this happen? I thought you like Elissa?” Harold questioned, closing the door of his room. “I like her, Dad. This… I don't know how it happened. I have no idea” he said with a grumble. “Gina says it happened during my stay at B city but I have no memory of it.”

Liora broke free from her hold and hid behind Caroline before she could see Benjamin, which startled Caroline a bit. Benjamin appeared to be around 60 years old, with sallow, deeply wrinkled skin and a permanently hunched back, even when he stood upright. But the most shocking thing about him was his eyes: one was normal, while the other only had whites. He exuded a gloomy presence even in the daytime. Caroline was also startled but didn't show any dramatic reaction. She held Liora's hand tightly and smiled at Benjamin. "I'm sorry for intruding so early in the morning, Benjamin."

“And that was not all. When I traced his past, Professor Benjamin did indeed lose his wife when he gave birth to his only daughter.” Manuel gave the date of death of Professor Benjamin's wife, which of course was the same as the date of birth of Valerie. After that Manuel continued, “My private detective managed to contact several nurses at the hospital, who were still alive and still remembering the events of the past. Then we found a bright spot. There was a nurse who remembered it because it was a special occasion. “The day before Uncle Miguel's accident, Professor Benjamin came to the same hospital where his wife died giving birth to their daughter. He was carrying his only daughter, sev

It seemed so petty to him. A couple of sundaes in each hand. Cans of soda in his pockets. Benjamin headed back up the stairs to his room. His wife was examining documents from the toys. “Anything interesting in those?” At first, Benjamin didn’t recognize the name until he saw the logo on a plastic dust cover bag. He realized what she was looking at.

Throwing her on the car seat the door was shut and the car sped away. 'She was a tough fish' they thought. ************************************ Serene walked through the arena when her hand was caught by someone and dragged to a corner. The person came in light and she was shocked," Benz." She hugged him tightly. "What are you doing here?? I missed you," Benjamin returned the hug and answered ," Italy was boring without you. So I decided to enjoy with my sis here in Mauritius." He smiled remembering the dangerous conversation he had with his agent . FLASHBACK Benjamin was busy reading the case which included the blast of their base in US when his most trusted man Carl barged in heavily panti