"Hope you wouldn't mind me asking, sir." "As long as it isn't a foolish question." Taking her eyes off Kelvin, Syntia swallowed. "Where's his Mom? I think he needs his mother." "He should be in bed. Come have your bath, son." "I want Mommy to do it today. Mommy was great last night, Daddy." Kelvin crinkled his nose as he looked Syntia up and down. "I'm sure it wasn't a good bath, King. I'm gonna get you to doctor Smith for a thorough checkup." "No, Daddy!" He jabbed his little finger toward his father. "It was good! I don't like doctor friend with stinky stinky bitter candies!" "Were there purple roses you love so much?" King shook his head, glancing at Syntia. "Then it wasn't good, my son. Your skin should always be flawless. Always. Remember that, okay?" "Yes, Daddy." "Take my son to his bathtub and give him a proper scrub." He stood up and sauntered off. Frozen in place, Syntia's face crumpled. "Don't tell me that arrogant man just insulted me in my face, just because… c
As the morning light streamed through the suite, King jumped out of bed and pulled his father off Syntia's body. "You don't get to touch Mommy!" His voice was sharp and clear enough to shake the adults off their slumbers. Twisting her face, Syntia stretched. Yawning softly as she slowly opened her eyes. "King!" "Get off the bed, Daddy!" Syntia swung her legs down, spotting her, King jumped into her arms. She picked him up and kissed his forehead. "Good morning, King." "King is happy, Mommy." "That's sweet, baby." King pointed fiercely at his father rubbing his face and grunting groggily. "You didn't get me that toy, Daddy. You never get me anything!" "Did you wake me up because of a girl's toy, King?!" "It's not. They're cute, Daddy." "I'm not gonna get such a toy for, my son. Play with the ones you already have if you won't choose another." King wriggled out of Syntia's arms and jumped in his father's, ranging blows at him with his tiny fists. Kelvin blocked them with his
"Save it, Syntia with a letter S." He chuckled softly, turning around to meet her naked eyes. "The only thing I want is putting smiles on my son's face. I'm glad he could find something worthy in you like his father has found something too." Syntia's jaw hung loosely when her eyes caught the blinding skin of the towering man in front of her. Drooling was a bit low, to say the least. "How much are you offering, sir? I need to be sure." "We could discuss that after sending my son to his room. I'm already naked… we can lock King in his room now and fall right on the bed." "I want frosted cereals, Mommy. Please feed me some." Glaring at his son, Kelvin backed away from the trembling Syntia. "I was only talking about caring for King, not warming your bed… sir." "You can go to the pantry over there. Everything you need is right there." He sauntered toward the bathroom. "If you need to go shopping, let me know, I'll take you there myself." "What about his school? I mean–" "There won'
Matching back into King's private room, Kelvin's face hardened. His breathing was ragged as he paced around the room, glancing over his son lying flat on the bed. "Has everyone gone mad?" Through his clenched jaws, the words slid out. "Syntia dare degrade my son, the only heir of Kelvin Blakes, to… How dare they bring down the status of my boy with nonsensical suggestions?! I should accept an inferior kidney..? Gosh!" The air became still as it got mixed with Kelvin's rage. As little King softly took in air, Kelvin hesitatingly sat on a chair beside the bed. He shifted in the seat as if it was lit on fire. "You're gonna be fine, my boy. Fight like the man that you are, your Daddy will get you a fresh kidney that is worth it. I promise." He took his little hand and softly stroked it. Bringing King's hand to his face, a few tear drops fell from his eyes. A silent whimper slipped out too. "Daddy?" That soft and delicate voice fell into Kelvin's ear, waking him up from the grief he
Slipping a new pair of sneakers on, Kelvin held Syntia's fierce gaze. A deadly smirk played on his face. "I'm still not gonna help you do anything! Kidnaping me won't do." "I bet getting locked in jail would do then. Right?" "Jail?" "Yup!" "Why? I didn't do anything." "When you meet the cops, you tell them that, and see who will give a damn about your stupid statement." "You will never see my pussy, sir. I can help your sweet boy with all my heart, but not you." Kelvin slid forward, grabbing hold of Syntia's thighs as she leaned backward. He pulled her under him and pinned her there while making sure he felt her soft breasts against his chest. "Let me… let me go already… sir…" She looked everywhere else, but Kelvin's hypnotic gaze. "You see this pussy right here…" --he shoved his hand in between her thighs and palmed the entrance of her pussy, jerking Syntia like a naked current struck her hard– "it's mine until I grow tired of it." He winked, wickedly. Sensually. Syntia sho
Dead silence suddenly crept into the place as Nana struggled with her speech, almost leaving her completely speechless. Kelvin dabbed at his mother's tears as it rolled down freely. "Do you see why it isn't wise for you to be here right now? I told you to stay until the surgery is performed." "Have you found a match yet?" She quickly sat up. "Not yet." "Let me guess, those ones found aren't up to the standard you laid down, or what?" "Yes, Mom. They're all cheap and of low quality. My son's kidney should be a premium one; nothing less" "Can you listen to yourself, Kelvin?! Just hear yourself this once, please. That baby is suffering way too much, and you know that. He shouldn't be enduring such an amount of pain at this age, you stubborn man like your father!" "Nothing will happen to my strong man, Mom. He's the son of his father! So stop with this already and join me search for that–" "Premium kidney?" "Yeah." "I think you should send one of your boys to help you out on this
"Pee-pee, Mommy. Mommy!" As she snored softly, snuggling with King on his bed, the soft cry filled her ear. "Mommy, pee!" Pouting, King shook Syntia who seemed to be lost in her own world. "King? What is it, baby?" Slowly and groggily, Syntia sat up, rubbing her eyes with a huge yawn escaping her mouth. Clutching his crotch as he twisted his body, his little voice rushed out, "Bathroom, Mommy. Pee-pee…" "Sorry, darling." Yawning heavily again, Syntia scooped King in her arms and rushed him into the bathroom. While she helped him, Doctor Smith and Kelvin walked into the room. "They should be in the bathroom, sir." "I'll go check on them." "Yes, sir." Sauntering toward the bathroom, Syntia and King pushed out, almost bumping on Kelvin. "Sorry sir." Her face instantly flushed as Kelvin locked eyes with her. "When did you–" "Where's my chocolate, Daddy? Can we go home now?" Wearing a grin, Smith moved closer to King and crouched before him. "When the beautiful sun come say hi
The whistling of the wind pressed on while the elderly people stood erect on the spot. "I'm not here for you, Mrs. Blakes. I was just passing." "You can fool the freaking birds, not me!" With her walking stick, she moved forward, leaving a little space behind. "You will do your sorry ass good not to show your ugly face to me again, because I won't be this lenient the next time you ruin my taste!" The bodyguard knocked the elderly man onto the ground as they walked past. Glancing around the eyes on him, the man slowly picked himself up. His contorted face grew harder every second. "What bad fate to have met the shedevil herself on a dark day as this." After a long, dull look at the restaurant, the trembling man shuffled further down as though his strength had left him, leaving just liquid. Inside the restaurant… "Cancel the table we booked. This is Venice. Mrs. Blakes." She handed the cell phone back to the bodyguard as he cleared the way for them to go through. Outside, swept h
Feeling the rage emitting from his mother, Kelvin stopped his attacks on the exhausted Cynthia instantly. Then he looked over his shoulder, his eyes widened as he spotted his mother's grim stare. "Has it gotten to this, Kelvin?!" As though bathed in shame, Cynthia looked away, burying her head in the backrest of the couch. "Mom?" Kelvin Swallowed hard, his cock still buried in Cynthia's pussy. Venice rushed over and pulled Kelvin off Cynthia's body. Cum spilled across the floor as she dragged her son. "How dare you bring a girl in here to stain my favorite couch? Have you no shame?!" "Mom, I–" "Just cover that body right now! I'll deal with you later." Venice pointed to a blanket nearby, shutting Kelvin up. Wrapping his lower body with the blanket, Kelvin glanced at the silent searching for a deep hole to bury herself. "And you, you came to my house with my son just to get screwed, huh? Aren't you supposed to be in school right now, studying to become smart? Because it's clear
Out in a shabby neighborhood, Lucas opened the backseat of the car door, standing still as Hanord got out. His fitted t-shirt and jeans made him look younger and dreamy."You look good.""You're looking handsome in that."Releasing a small chuckle, Hanord gave way for Hera to get into the car. His droopy eyes was like he was stripping Hera off her shorts and top. Sitting at the extreme end of the car, Hera caught Hanord's eyes following her like a shadow, her face instantly turned red."Thought you'd still be in the hospital. Why'd you come home and not stay there to get fully well?""My a–""Hera, get back here!"As Hera's eyes flew open, Hanord's mouth hung open when she tapped at his crotch, glancing out the window."Your hand, He–""My foster Mom is gonna come for us! Please drive, Mr. Hanord!""Foster Mom?"Nodding her head, her eyes were fixed out the window. A woman with a dangling skin crawled out of the tiny house, kicking off the empty plastic bags littered across the front
In that dimly lit room, the door flew open. Hanord and Natasha rushed in, panting heavily with their lips joined and their hands going around, touching things on each other's body. Clothes were getting ripped off and soon they were body naked with their clothes scattered around."You sure you wanna do this? You know the last time you almost died in my arms." He chuckled softly, while his hands opened Natasha's legs, spreading them wider as he positioned himself in the middle.Blowing out air, Natasha slid her hand below and grabbed Hanord's dick, still quite out of normal, then aimed it at the entrance of her pussy. As she locked eyes with Hanord, she gripped his arms tightly. "I want you badly right now, Hanord. Go all the way, I'll be alright.""The way I see it, you'll get hurt again. It'll stretch your pussy too much. Why don't we wait until–""Drive your fucking dick in, Hanord, and stop quenching that fire pushing us to fuck hard! Give me everything you can, come on!"Exhaling s
It was a hectic day that crept through the chilly night. The Blakes were all over the place, still trying to put this and that together to save their mental health, while Syntia and her family were busy unraveling hidden shades blocking certain areas. While the night stretched farther, Venice couldn't keep her mouth shut at the shocking things that her son dropped on the table before her face."Take care of your grandson and stop thinking of other things that would trigger a problem for me.""And think this is some kind of joke to you, Kelvin?""Just let me shut my eyes a bit. It's been one busy time in my life. Please, just let me rest a while before you come at me again."Glaring at her son, Venice rose from the edge of the bed King was laying, with a ventilator stuck to his nose. "I wanna see them in one room, like right now.""Later, Mom.""I said, now!"Kelvin glanced at the monitor that the zigzag lines shifted a bit, and frowned at his mother. "Put down your voice when you're i
Getting to the recovery room King was put in, Kelvin and Hanord almost threw the doctors on the floor as they rushed past them. Stopping in front of the little boy who seemed thinner than the last time they saw him before he went under the knife, Hanord and everyone else in there, watched the mighty Kelvin shed a tear. Then another, and then more as he slowly lowered himself, kneeling by the bed as he fumbled with his son's hand."My boy…""Little King has fought so well, sir. The surgery went well.""When will he open his eyes?"Grinning wildly, Smith glanced at King who layed peacefully on the bed. "The anesthetic given will wash off not so far from now, sir. He should be able to speak then. But…" Shifting his eyes to Venice who layed on the other end of the bed stroking King's face, Smith shrank his grin."But what?" Kelvin and the others, including Natasha and Venice, turned to face the doctor with their hand shaking in the palms. "Thought you just said all was good?""It is with
"You told me she was dead, right? So what's this new one, uncle?""I didn't tell you about it because you were too fragile back then. And when that accident happened, how could I have mentioned a thing like that to you just after you came out of coma? How?""Where's my twin sister now, uncle Bob? Where's Syntia?!"Exhausted, Bob flopped on the armrest of the sofa, rubbing his creased forehead. He went on sighing nonstop."I've missed her a lot so that I had to hold on, not to show myself to her because of–""Leave, Cynthia, there's nothing for you here!" He locked eyes with Cynthia studying his uncle's reaction so intently. "I'll get your twin to you when–""Did you say that there's nothing for me here, uncle Bob? What about my family? My husband and my baby? What about them?""That woman wants you dead and gone at all cost, you stubborn girl! Don't you have brains?! She has even harassed your twin sister, thinking she was you! So please, leave them alone, most especially at this hour
"Mr. Blakes, what happened? Did… did something bad happen to King because I didn't come earlier?"As Kelvin's arms were folded around his chest, Syntia's panic grew. She chewed her nails more fiercely as the tears freely rolled down her face."I called and called but none of your lines went through. The nurse I saw told me that Mr. Smith is busy at the moment, and– and that I should… wait for him to see me when he's done." The words choked out.Still, Kelvin remained silent and continued to gaze at Syntia who put her speech on repeat. When his cell phone rang, he answered, but kept his eyes still fixed on Syntia."You said it's still on? Just come down here to the cafeteria." "Yes. You should be here and be the first to–""Get your fucking ass down here, Hanord and stop whining like a bitch!"The harsh tone startled Syntia to a stop that instant. Her eyelids fluttered, and her chin sank into her chest. "King… That darling… God, please, let it not be what I'm thinking right now. I've
"Hey, darling. I came as soon as I heard."Hanord waiting outside the intensive care unit, turned at the sound of the familiar voice calling from behind. Excruciating hours had passed in their faces."Were you able to meet with the doctor, recommended by doctor Smith?""Yeah. We'll talk about it later, but please, come sit for a sec, you look like crap." On her heels and simple flowing gown, Natasha joined Hanord. She helped the weary Hanord to a chair that was pressed against the wall. "Come here, sweetheart."Dragging a deep breath in, Hanord kissed his wife on the lip and wrapped his arms around his wife, then shut his eyes as he inhaled her intoxicating scent. "God, this feels nice! I haven't had a good rest since forever.""You did so good, babe. You did good." Sighing heavily, Natasha patted Hanord's back softly. "How's that little angel doing? Any improvement?"As Hanord detached himself from his wife, Natasha dropped her bag on the floor near her foot. Her eyes welled with tea
"None at all? My baby boy!" Venice cleared things off the table violently. "Did you hear what the doctor just said, Kelvin?! Now what the hell are we gonna do, now that there's none available right now?! Oh my God! My beautiful baby!"As Kelvin paced around the office, running his hands through his messy hair, doctor Smith dared to speak, so calmly."If you would permit me to say that there's just one available. 'A living donor'."Venice and Kelvin immediately stopped what they were doing and listened closely."So what are we waiting for?! Who's that living donor?" Venice dabbed at her tears, sniffing. "Who's willing to do this, and for what price, Smith?"Smith glanced at Kelvin and shifted his gaze back at the eager Venice, then he swallowed. "She told me how she was interested in helping King, that I should run the necessary tests on her if she was a match, and she is definitely a match. They match so perfectly.""Smith, don't tell me it's Syntia."Venice's head snapped at Kelvin.